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The first thousand one hundred and eighteen chapters have spies

Zheng Ji stood there blankly, looking at Lu Ping, and a warm feeling rose in his heart.

He and others in Xuanwu Academy knew that this journey would be uneasy. Just relying on one person in Zhengji might be a situation where one has no return. But they had no choice, and there was only one person who could use it among them.

He left without hesitation, but when he thought of the cold wind shouting in the bitter cold land, and the strange methods that the Dark Academy had unpredictable, he was still a little lonely and helpless. He was worried that he would not be able to complete the mission entrusted to him by the academy, and he was also worried about his safety. But now, Lu Ping's words also worried about him, which made him feel that he was not lonely.

So he rushed back quickly, stood beside Lu Ping, and stared at Song Wenfeng together.

Perhaps, this will be a breakthrough; perhaps because of this breakthrough, the obstacles to the road ahead will be cleared?

Zhengji was thinking and looked at Lu Ping again. He didn't know what Lu Ping had next. Song Wenfeng obviously realized that he could not continue to disguise, but the opponent in front of him was reminding them that they could not compete head-on no matter what. At this moment, there were very few choices in front of him.

He stared at Lu Ping, and his body had begun to subconsciously lean back, but when his right foot had moved back for less than an inch, Lu Ping suddenly took action.

He just raised his right hand, and there was no exquisite change in martial arts, nor did he use any irresistible supernatural powers. This hand was raised, and it was just a word fast. It was so close that Song Wenfeng felt that something flashed in front of him, and then his body was no longer under control and fell to the side. The pain of this hand twitching his cheek was actually heard after he fell to the ground.

There was no dust on the ground in the extreme north, and some were thick snow, and the valley between the two mountains was no exception. Song Wenfeng, who fell to the ground after slapping this slap, immediately smashed a snow pit on the ground and sank into it.

Zheng Ji was stunned. He was still wondering what Lu Ping was going to do. Unexpectedly, Lu Ping slapped him without saying a word. No matter how warlike the disciples of their Xuanwu Academy were, they could not be violent without asking.

"He wants to run." Seeing the surprise on Zhengji's face, Lu Ping explained.

"You said yes." Zheng Ji's face was full of disbelief, so he ran away? He didn't even move!

Song Wenfeng, who was photographed in the snow pit, had a buzzing left ear, but she also heard this. She was shocked and inexplicably. Facing the opponent who had been reminded not to fight against the enemy, of course he wanted to run, but even he thought that he had just started running, as if the word "run" pen fell on the paper and touched it, but he ended up being beaten to "left".

What should I do? Song Wenfeng lay in the snow, feeling that it was not very meaningful to get up at this time. However, the other guards at Yandang Pass were suddenly in an uproar when they saw their highest commander being knocked to the ground by someone. But in the uproar, they also saw that they were a team of strict discipline. With a sound, the guards at the close had all shown their crossbows, aiming at the three people who were not far away at the close. Following the team that Song Wenfeng picked up and sent off, they had already fanned their bodies in a blink of an eye, surrounding the three people half in the middle. Some others were also constantly acting, or continuing to set up the guards at the close, or rushing to the close, and everyone was moving in an orderly manner.

Just as he looked like a great enemy, he also pulled his posture away, but Lu Ping looked at the actions of these people calmly, without any intention of putting Su Tang down on his back. He shouted at Yandang Pass: "He is dead, who has the final say here?"

"Die?" Zhengji was shocked. As a doctor, he was always a proficient in judging life and death. Song Wenfeng was obviously still alive, so why did he say he was dead?

Lu Ping glanced at him, didn't say anything, and someone was already shouting: "Rareless thief, let Lord Song go quickly."

"I didn't catch him." Lu Ping said.

"Hmph." Shut the man and snorted coldly, "If you think you can make us follow your orders, it will be too naive. Yandang is of great importance, and there is no possibility of compromise!"

"Do you know who I am?" Lu Ping shouted.

"I care who you are! Even if Xuanwu Qiansu makes such a move, that's what he said." The man who didn't know Lu Ping, but recognized the robe of the Xuanwu Academy on Zhengji, immediately classified Xuanwu Academy as an enemy.

"This should be a good person." Lu Ping said to Zhengji.

"Right?" Zheng Ji couldn't keep up with the pace.

"Try again." Lu Ping said, before he finished speaking, the man had already jumped up and flew straight towards Yandang Pass.

Since the construction of Yandang Pass was not to guard against ordinary people. It was just that the height was not easy for many cultivators to cross. However, the road level was flat at this time, without any superpowers, so it just jumped normally and fell towards the pass. What was even more terrifying was that he could carry a person on his back!

This leap was not only high, but also extremely fast. When the person who closed the door saw Lu Ping suddenly move, he waved his hand quickly. The guards immediately wanted to start the crossbow in their hands, but no one could lock Lu Ping's figure, and they couldn't even catch up with him, let alone hands. For a moment, everyone was in a hurry, but soon there was adjustment, and everyone locked their target in a position.

"Oh!" Zheng Ji also shouted to stop Lu Ping's moment of jumping, but it was too late.

This Yandang Pass has to guard the Dark Academy since a thousand years ago. The reliance is not only high, but dangerous, but also various customizations that are added to the pass. As time goes by, although Yandang Pass is abandoned, in this joint attack on the academy, Yandang Pass has once again become a major location. Various customizations inside and outside the pass have been repaired by the customization masters of various colleges, and they are not places where you can enter and exit by just a few steps.

The guards responsible for guarding Yandang Pass are very familiar with the customizations here. When they cannot directly chase Lu Ping's figure, all the crossbowmen adjust their targets uniformly, and the position they are aiming is exactly where they are. Lu Ping passes through the level like this, and they will inevitably be blocked by customization. Everyone aims here together, and then...

Then, Lu Ping fell on the closure and slapped the person who talked to him with one hand. It seemed that it was the shoulder of the deputy general of Yandang Pass. And the ending sound of the "Ah" was still echoing in Yandang Pass at this time!

What about customization?

Why did the people arrive?

Everyone looked confused, and the general who had been patted on Lu Ping on his shoulder was even more furious.

"Spy has been infiltrated!" He glared at the surroundings, his eyes full of doubts about everything. If there weren't a spy, how could there be no response at all by the layers of customization carefully set by so many academies? It must have been secretly destroyed.

At this time, it is also necessary to say that the Xuanwu Sect master who is connected by the four souls is still very high. Only he could see that the customization is intact, and at least three customizations were triggered during Lu Ping's jump to the level. However, they were activated as if they were not activated, and they did not have any effect on Lu Ping.

Lu Ping, who was already closed, was very pleased to hear the deputy general's words.

"Yes." Lu Ping nodded with certainty, "There are spies."
Chapter completed!
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