"Who is it!?" Qin Sang was still screaming, but the cold light had already swept towards her. Five people, four of them surrounded Lu Ping, and the remaining one attacked her. The opponent's main target was obviously Lu Ping, but he didn't mind taking Qin Sang with him.
Light danced!
Qin Sang's attack that she had been preparing for a long time really came in handy. The Kuei sword was suddenly unsheathed, bringing with it a dragon's roar. A faint gold color appeared, but it was launched later, but it arrived first, first slashing towards the person who was attacking her.
This person obviously didn't expect Qin Sang to have such a hidden move, and it was so fast. In a panic, he hurriedly retreated, and the golden light left a long wound on his face. This was also because his reaction was fast enough, and Qin Sang's attack was also a little weak, otherwise his head would have fallen to the ground.
Escaping from death made the opponent extremely shocked and angry. When he attacked again, he was a little more careful.
At this time, Qin Sang had no more strength to resist, the Kuei sword that had just released a light danced, had already fallen to the ground powerlessly.
Am I going to die?
Qin Sang, who had never experienced such a desperate situation, was filled with panic. Her helpless eyes looked towards Lu Ping, the target that she just wanted to kill a few seconds ago.
But Lu Ping was the same as her, using the last of his strength to launch an attack. But at this point, his attack was no longer accurate, and he could only rely on the huge threat of the Six Spirits Penetrating Soul to force the opponent's joint attack back. But after this, he also had no more strength, and looked at Qin Sang helplessly.
"Sigh, we're going to die." Lu Ping sighed. His tone was full of regret and unwillingness, but there was no fear like Qin Sang. This tone, let alone Qin Sang, even the five assassins couldn't help but be a little surprised.
"I'm impressed." The oldest of the five assassins spoke for the first time since they showed up.
Even so, the other side was still merciless. Four of them attacked Lu Ping, and one of them attacked Qin Sang. The cold light swept down again.
"Miss!"
A scream was heard at this moment.
This was the call that had accompanied Qin Sang since she was a child, but after the Soul Gathering nine months ago, she could no longer hear it. All that was left in his heart was helplessness and guilt.
But in the instant before she died, she heard such a voice.
Was it an illusion? It seemed that he still couldn't let go of this matter!
Who would have thought that a petite and familiar figure would actually jump in front of her. With his back facing her, he brandished an enormous sword that looked rather large, parrying the cold light that was slashing towards Qin Sang. Following that, he turned around and kicked out. His posture was ugly and strange, but his opponent was caught off guard and was immediately hit by the kick.
Ka!
The sound of bones breaking was heard. The assassin who was kicked flew out and landed heavily on the ground. He clenched his teeth and didn't make a sound, but everyone could see the pain on his face. He rolled on the ground, but couldn't stand up. The kick just now had directly broken his thigh bone.
This was a person who could dodge Qin Sang's Flowing Light Dance in a hurry, so it could be seen that his skills were extraordinary. But in front of this seemingly random kick, not only did he not dodge it, but he also couldn't resist the impact of this kick, and his thigh was directly broken.
Qin Sang really suspected that she was dreaming. Otherwise, how could she see Ling Ziyan here? How could Ling Ziyan have such a strange and fierce skill?
It wasn't until Ling Ziyan turned around and asked, that Qin Sang woke up from her dream, "Miss, are you okay?"
It was Ling Ziyan without a doubt. The face that she grew up with was clearly in front of her. But this face no longer had the timid look from before. Instead, it was replaced by strength and independence.
"I … am fine." Qin Sang answered blankly. There were many questions in her heart, but she knew that it was not the time to ask. She only had to face one person, and there were four people surrounding Lu Ping to take his life. What about now?
Qin Sang turned her head in a hurry, but found that Lu Ping was not there. There was only a cloud of dust that seemed to be swept up by a gust of wind. The four assassins' clothes were all pointing in the same direction.
Qin Sang turned her head again, and saw another face that she was not very familiar with, but made her grit her teeth for a long time. And Lu Ping looked at the person with a face of joy.
"Teacher Chu Min!" Lu Ping shouted.
"You're really useless," Chu Min said to Lu Ping with disdain.
"I met an unexpected opponent." Lu Ping said. He was naturally referring to Lin Tianyi. If Lin Tianyi did not have the ability to control his body's Physical Soul Lock, he would not have been injured to this extent with his current use of the Physical Soul Lock.
"Fortunately, I arrived in time," Chu Min said.
"Why are you here, Teacher?" Lu Ping asked.
"We'll talk later," Chu Min said, her gaze already on the four assassins. The four of them were clearly not going to let the matter rest. They did not care who the two people who had suddenly appeared were. They only had one goal, and they had to achieve it at all costs. That was the order they had received.
And the biggest obstacle before them seemed to be the woman who had saved Lu Ping from right under their noses.
"Teacher, can you do it?" Lu Ping was worried for Chu Min. As far as he knew, Chu Min was only at the Linked Three Spirits level, which was considered good in the Gorge Peak and Zhiling districts. However, in the top schools of the cultivation world like the Four Great Academies, the Linked Three Spirits level was only slightly better than the lowest level. In today's fierce battle, most of them would be cannon fodder.
On the other side, Qin Sang thought the same. The Connected Three Spirits? She was at the Connected Three Spirits level too, but in front of these opponents, even if she was not injured, she did not think she could fight back. Although she couldn't confirm the realms of the five people in front of her, she could tell from their Soul Power that they were at least above the Connected Three Physical Spirits. However, Chu Min had such a nonchalant expression. Wasn't her confidence a little strange?
In the end, Chu Min just kicked Lu Ping behind her.
"Watch carefully," she said. As soon as she finished speaking, she was no longer in her original spot. The dust that had not yet settled was once again swept up by her footsteps. Chu Min's movement was more like a gust of wind than a run. In the blink of an eye, she had already moved from one end to the other.
Poof!
When the wind stopped, Chu Min's fist had already landed on the chest of one of the assassins.
This punch did not contain any special ability, nor was it a martial art technique. It was just a wind-like movement that sent the opponent into his arms. The opponents all looked surprised.
Was Chu Min's movement fast? Quite fast. But to say that she was fast to the point of not being able to react, it did not seem to be. The four of them had already made their preparations, but this punch just happened to hit their target so easily.
The one who had been hit had a look of surprise on his face. The other three also looked at him in disbelief. This punch could not be blocked? None of them believed it. But in the blink of an eye, he had already been sent flying.
"Ouch!" Lu Ping cried.
What a familiar attack. Simple and direct, no fancy tricks. It was exactly the same as his.
Who knew that Chu Min would turn around and glare at him, saying, "What ouch? It's not the same as your nonsense."
"It looks quite similar," Lu Ping said.
"The opponent is not as weak as you think," Chu Min said indifferently. One of them had already been sent flying by her punch, but she still gave such an evaluation. No matter how one listened, it sounded like she was mocking him.
"Breaking with the Wind." Another voice came from the fog.
"Look, there's someone who knows what's good for him," Chu Min said.
Of the five assassins, one had his leg broken by Ling Ziyan, and another had been sent flying by Chu Min's punch. Now there were only three left, but there was a new addition. The expressions of the remaining three finally changed. When they saw the person who appeared along with the voice, the three assassins immediately felt a wave of sorrow.
Ruan Qingzhu!
One of the seven academicians, Yao Guang Academician Ruan Qingzhu, who guarded the mountain gate of North Style Academy. Although she walked over with the support of a female student. But how illustrious was the reputation of the seven academicians? Although they were both four spirits, the seven academicians' four spirits were completely different from the four spirits of most people. Therefore, even if it was a sickly looking Ruan Qingzhu, the intimidation she brought was much greater than Ling Ziyan breaking a person's leg or Chu Min sending a person flying with a punch.
Although they were deathsworn, they didn't want to sacrifice their lives unless it was absolutely necessary. But now … … the three of them looked at each other and quietly moved back, as if they already had the intention to retreat.
"Don't give me that. If you want to make a move, then hurry up." However, Chu Min said coldly. She took a step forward and stood in front of Lu Ping. She stomped on him and stopped the three killers from taking a step back. They wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to attack.
The expressions of the three changed again. They couldn't help but look at Chu Min in a higher light. Their methods had been seen through. If they wanted to complete the mission, they could only face it head-on.
This time, the three of them didn't exchange glances. Instead, they suddenly rushed forward.
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