Chapter 18 "The Form of Martial Arts"

This sentence from the thief organization Guan Shanhe made the owner present look stagnant except Ling Qingyan.

"Boss, did you really guess it right?"

Xiao Hei was a little unbelievable and looked at Ling Qingyan in the sky.

Meng Qingli, Lan Zhiruo and others also looked at each other, a little surprised at the development of the matter in front of them. The second leader of the Thieves Organization was actually the son of this big leader?

The people from the Thieves Organization were all confused at this time.

"The boss is the father of the second boss?"

A young bandit looked disbelief on his face.

"No wonder, I was surprised before. How could our originally low-ranking bandit organization be protected by such a strong man like the Great Head? It turns out that this is the case... I didn't expect that the Great Head was actually the father of the Second Head!"

A bandit with obvious old qualifications couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"But, do you see that there seems to be a conflict between the master and the second master!"

Some sharp-eyed people seemed to have seen something.

"Hmph! Even if there is a conflict, it is just a conflict between father and son, and it's no big deal," some bandits couldn't help but curl their lips.

"What are you talking about? I didn't see the two leaders at the critical moment of life and death. What's there to call?"

The man who had reminded the second leader suddenly spoke.

This man seemed to be more prestigious among this group of bandits. As soon as he opened his mouth, the rest of the people stopped talking...

In the sky, Ling Qingyan looked at the two people who were arguing in front of him, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. As he had guessed before, the two people in front of him had an unusual relationship, but he didn't expect that these two people would be father and son!

"Sir, don't listen to him!"

The middle-aged man in gray robe actually used his methods to knock the Guanshan River out and threw it into the bandits.

At this moment, he had a determined face.

However, in a short moment, Guan Shanhe, who was supposed to fall into the bandits, woke up and roared: "Guan Nulei, you always like this. If it weren't for your impatient temperament, your sister would not have died, and she would not have died!"

This middle-aged man in gray robe is obviously named Guan Nulei.

Guan Nulei's face changed slightly when he heard his son's roar, especially the content between the words.

"Since that's the case, you all go to die!"

Ling Qingyan moved his right hand, and a gray sword light flew out, and it actually rushed directly towards Guanshanhe in the distance. The speed was so fast that it was impossible to see at all...

At this critical moment, Guan Nu Lei moved, and his body directly stood in front of his son, blocking this move for him.

The next moment, Guan Nulei's body actually lay down straight. Ling Qingyan's sword light seemed to have completely integrated into his body. It was obvious that this was a force belonging to a soul attack, which severely damaged Guan Nulei in a blink of an eye.

"Big leader!"

The many bandits from the thief organization below were shocked.

Guan Shanhe was completely confused at this time. Seeing his father's body lying in front of him, he felt that the world seemed to collapse, and scenes of the past appeared in his mind.

If it were normal times, he would never have recalled these things.

"He'er, this move is not like this, it must be like this..."

It was a stern voice mixed with care, but now I am afraid there will never be a chance to hear this voice again.

"Father, why can't you do this..."

Isn’t the person who makes that childish voice, who is himself?

"Father! Father!"

Guan Shanhe's body trembled and directly hugged Guan Nu Lei who was about to fall, his face full of sadness.

Guan Nulei, who seemed not dead yet, struggled slowly, grabbed Guan Shanhe's right hand with one hand, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, "He'er, you call me father? Are you willing to forgive me?"

"Yes! Yes! I forgive you!"

At this time, Guan Shanhe still thought about the past things, and all he thought about was the beauty scenes of the past.

In the sky, a stream of sad emotions were all around Guanshanhe, of course, which could completely infect others around him.

"Brother, did he really kill that person?"

Ling Qinghua covered his mouth, and at this moment, his eyes were full of concern when he looked at Guan Shanhe.

Meng Qingli and others were also shocked. However, Xiao Hei, although his brows were slightly frowning at this time, he immediately stretched out, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Boss, can you even use such a means!"

"Boy, your father is going, you can go with me too!"

Ling Qingyan's voice rang out loudly, and his right hand suddenly raised.

Feeling the powerful aura emitted from Ling Qingyan's body, Guan Shanhe actually closed his eyes directly. Obviously, he also knew the difference between him and the young man in purple robe in front of him. His heart was even more relaxed at this time.

"Father, I'm here with you..."

Guan Nulei suddenly widened his eyes at this time and looked at Ling Qingyan's place, "This...master...sir, please...please let my son go, please..."

"You can let your son go," Ling Qingyan's right hand gradually spread out, "But you have to hand over the secret skill of 'man-gun integration' you used before..."

Hearing Ling Qingyan's words, Guan Nulei nodded, stretched out his right hand tremblingly, and a simple and vicissitudes of classics appeared in his hand. The cover of this classic was written with four big characters flying and flying.

The Force of Martial Arts!

Seeing this strange title, Ling Qingyan was stunned at first, and with his right hand moved the classic, he flew over directly. He reached out to take it and looked through it directly. A pair of originally calm eyes gradually passed through the stream of light.

"There is such a way, this is really..."

Ling Qingyan's heart was full of horror.

"Big...sir..."

Guan Nu Lei's voice came slowly, as if he was exhausted and the lamp was dry. Obviously, the time when the consciousness was drifting was not far away.

"Don't worry, I will make up for my words," Ling Qingyan's mouth suddenly showed an unpredictable smile, "Your secret book is just to treat it as a reward for me to untie the hatred for you father and son..."

Ling Qingyan's words made everyone present stunned and couldn't understand at all.

However, Ling Qingyan's next method made them realize suddenly. Ling Qingyan's right hand moved, and a gray ripples scattered and directly scattered into Guan Nulei's body. The next moment, the decaying aura of death on Guan Nulei's body began to dissipate.

"Okay, let's go!"

Ling Qingyan waved his hand and actually took his wife and others to leave the high altitude.

In the sky, a clear sky suddenly appeared, but at this moment, Guan Shanhe looked at Guan Nulei who was slowly standing up, "Father, are you okay?"

Looking at his son who had completely lost his resentment towards him, Guan Nulei smiled with difficulty, "It's okay, it's okay... I didn't expect that that lord could teleport. It seems that he is at least a strong man at the level of the Nine Heavens Xuanxian!"

Now, Guan Nulei obviously understood that Ling Qingyan’s actions just now were all helping him!
Chapter completed!