"Blood-handed Poetry Demon? What?"

"Write a poem? Is poetry more important than life?"

When the old man with white hair heard Ye Ping's words, he sneered disdainfully, held the White Lotus Protector and wanted to squeeze into the crowd.

“Buzz…”

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sudden noise coming from behind him, as if a swarm of bees approaching.

"Oh, it's Lord Ye who is here in Puliu Lane!"

"Master Shimo, I like you very much. If you come to Mingyue Pavilion, I will definitely sweep the bed to greet you."

"My Lord Poetry Demon, I have decided on this poem tonight!"

The next moment, a burst of noise, like the wind swaying, suddenly hit.

"Squeak...squeak..."

Immediately, the brothels where doors and windows were originally closed suddenly opened, and their heads poked out from the window and looked down.

Many women even sent the Kongming lantern hanging in the brothel out of the window, illuminating the outside as if it was daylight.

"Who is this kid..."

"For him, these women even want their lives?!"

The old man with white hair was stunned and could hardly believe his eyes.

Under such chaos, everyone is in danger and should have tried their best to save their lives. But why did these sisters in the brothels be like moths who are desperate and extinguished in the fire, completely ignoring the threat of death.

Didn’t it mean that the sisters in brothels only have money in their eyes?

When did they like that poem so much?

But how could he know that for brothel women, Ye Ping's poems are not money, but better than money!

"Mr. Ye, the person you are looking for is in the southwest and is about to drill into Dongzhi Lane!"

"He changed his route and was not going to Dongzhi Lane anymore. He wanted to go to Zucchini Lane... He stepped on his right foot first..."

"Oh, this old guy is so bad, he is going to rush into the Prajna Academy. Could it be that he is going to see the sisters in the Prajna Academy take a bath?"

Immediately afterwards, a scene that made the white-haired old man even more frightened appeared. As long as he took a step, the girls in the brothel shouted out his movements and informed Ye Ping.

No matter how he dodged, at this moment, there were countless pairs of eyes staring at his every move.

Not to mention his place of destination, even if he took the first step, at this moment, there were brothel women who told him about it.

Such a situation almost made the old man's head explode.

"Hahaha...Shao Ran, I didn't expect that you will have today, right?"

Shen Mo was already a little desperate and felt that he would miss the opportunity to capture the White Lotus Protector tonight, but he never thought that Ye Ping could play such an amazing show.

Three thousand women in brothels are three thousand eyeliners!

Not to mention his commander of the night-time commander, even the officials of the Ministry of Rites in charge of the brothel would be admired!

Although Shao Ran is a master, so what? His eyes are staring at his every move. Even if he is an immortal master, he will have nowhere to escape at this moment.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Shao Ran was furious and full of grief.

Even if he was beaten to death, I never expected that things would develop to this point.

These sisters in brothels suddenly became unafraid of death, staring at his every move, leaving him nowhere to hide.

"If I can't leave, let you come and bury me!"

With a roar, Shao Ran's eyes showed a cruel look, and the seventh-grade master's cultivation aura completely exploded, like a craze, scattering in all directions.

"Damn it!"

When I heard the sound silently, my eyes suddenly twitched, and my heart felt uneasy.

If a seventh-level master level uses all his skills to destroy it, even Lin'an City will probably be destroyed half of it, and Puliu Lane will probably be dead.

"Old Gui Shao, stop dreaming! Today is your death date!"

But at this moment, along the sky, the cold shout of Jiangling Qingyue suddenly came.

"Canglang!"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of a long sword being unsheathed. In an instant, Jiangling, who was coming to the sky, shone in his eyes, and the momentum was soaring into the sky. Above the sword, there was a huge sword energy sweeping over!

Extremely powerful!

Ye Ping couldn't help but hold his head tightly with his hands, feeling extremely palpitations, as if his spirit would be torn to pieces by this terrifying sword intent at any time.

"Come on! Is it you killed me first or I killed more!"

In Shao Ran's eyes, anger gushed, and Ye Ping, who locked his eyes tightly on the roof, jumped up with a sneer and rushed towards him, wanting to kill Ye Ping, a guy who ruined all his layout.

"Damn!"

When Ye Ping saw Shao Ran rushing over, he cursed without thinking, turned around and was about to leave quickly.

"Shao Ran, why bother to be a trapped beast that still fights again? Just surrender!"

But at this moment, Ye Ping felt a flash in front of him. There was a thin old man in front of him. If it were not Li Chunfeng, who could it be?

The Immortal Grandmaster!

Seeing this, Ye Ping immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Master Immortal took action, and his expression was stable today!

"Li Chunfeng!"

Shao Ran was obviously extremely afraid of Li Chunfeng. He sensed his approach. After a few violent twitches in the corners of his eyes, he turned around and wanted to escape to the sky without saying a word.

"Old Gui Shao, when you meet old friends, you will leave if you don't talk about the past. You're not angry!"

But Li Chunfeng would not let Shao Ran leave, and raised his hand forward.

Buzz!

In an instant, Ye Ping felt that the air in the entire Puliu Lane seemed to have become stagnant, and five mysterious airflows suddenly trapped Shao Ran. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't even move.

The seventh-grade master and the ninth-grade immortal master are only three characters different, but the power coefficient is far different!

Even Ye Ping felt like an adult was teasing a naughty child.

And if Li Chunfeng is already so powerful, then how powerful should the creatures and monsters in the cave that can hurt Li Chunfeng be powerful?!

"laugh!"

Taking this opportunity, Jiang Ling in the void made sword tricks with his fingers. With a swing of his void, the sword energy of light was cold, like a meteor falling, and it hit Shao Ran's dantian.

Blood rain sprayed, and the breath of cultivation dissipated!

The seventh-grade master, the long journey of hard work, came to an end!

Ye Ping stared at the dantian pierced through it, and the master's aura was like flowing water, pouring down all the way, falling into the appearance of an ordinary person, and becoming even older and declining Shao Ran, his eyes were full of shock.

However, he could no longer tell the difference at this moment, and it was a means of shocking Li Chunfeng and Jiangling...

Still, shocked, even if it is a seventh-grade master, it is still no different from an ant in the face of powerful strength!

But one thing he can be sure of is:

Become stronger!

Only to become stronger!
Chapter completed!