Oh my god, ancestor, how many ex-girlfriends do you have?

Chapter 27 What should come will always come

Little trash!
Seeing an extremely handsome young man at the fourth level of the Golden Realm suddenly showing off his strength, the man in black at the head showed a mocking look in his eyes.

"Just drinking tea."

"My young master is the most noble person in Yueluo City. Inviting this girl to tea is a blessing she earned in her previous life!"

He smiled coldly.

call!
He waved his hand suddenly, and two men from the fifth level of the Divine Realm rushed over and surrounded Xia Xiaoliang.

The remaining people.

Then blocked Chen Ping'an's way.

Inside the teahouse.

When Fu Hongying saw this scene, her body trembled slightly, and she couldn't control the urge to take action.

"Hongying, please don't take action."

Fu Qiushui quickly stopped him.

Are you kidding me?
This ancestor of the Qingyun Sect is an extraordinary strong man, and no one in the entire wilderness can be his opponent.

At that time, she saw with her own eyes that this invincible ancestor could kill the old demon with bones at the tenth level of the Divine Void Realm with just one move.

The whole process was as easy as crushing an ant.

And the few slaves of the Golden Body Realm and the Divine Treasure Realm on the street are not even ants in the eyes of this powerful man of the Extraordinary Realm, they are just a few dusts at most.

She stopped Fu Hongying because she didn't want her niece to help, so as not to make her laugh out loud.

"Auntie, he is only at the fourth level of the Golden Body Realm..."

Fu Hongying felt anxious.

"Don't worry." Fu Qiushui stretched out his hand to hold Fu Hongying's arm and said meaningfully: "Many things are not as simple as you think."

Seeing that her aunt was so insistent and resolute, Fu Hongying had no choice but to worry.

"Get out of here!"

Xia Xiaoliang cursed angrily and swung his sword to rush over.

"Xiao Liang, don't be impulsive."

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand and stopped her quickly.

Xia Xiaoliang is only at the second level of the Divine Tibetan Realm, and his strength is limited. He is definitely no match for these guys in front of him.

He waved his palm lightly, and a blood-red sword appeared in his palm amid the blood.

"Haha, you, a little guy at the fourth level of the Golden Body Realm, dare to attack us?"

There was a burst of ridicule from all around.

The men in black surrounding Chen Ping'an were at the sixth level of the Golden Body Realm at their lowest level.

In the eyes of everyone, only Chen Ping'an, who was at the fourth level of the Golden Body Realm, was weak and vulnerable.

And this little guy took out this blood-red long sword. Apart from the bright red color, they didn't feel any special aura, so they despised Chen Ping'an even more.

"Damn it, kill this troublesome boy!"

Above the restaurant.

The young man in brocade robes raised his eyebrows, looked unhappy, and shouted angrily.

This young man was so handsome that the more he looked at him, the more uncomfortable he became. He always felt like an ugly toad compared to him.

The ghost-faced man moved his lips slightly and issued an order.

"kill!"

Several men in black roared and rushed over, their fist shadows mixed with sword light coming like a tidal wave.

"Hey!"

Chen Ping'an suddenly roared and activated the lion's power.

This earth-shaking sound shook the earth and the mountains, and the bodies of the men in black suddenly stiffened.

He gently threw the shuriken.

This blood-red long sword turned into a blood dragon at this moment, instantly passing through the bodies of every man in black.

In just a short moment, these men in black were sucked into mummies.

The whole process happened in a blink of an eye. No one expected that this young man at the fourth level of the golden body would suddenly kill people, and that the sword in his hand would be so powerful.

"This sword sucks blood!"

The man in black at the head was heartbroken. He roared angrily and controlled the endless sword light to fall.

He is a monk at the sixth level of Shenzang Realm, surpassing Chen Ping'an by one major realm and two minor realms.

"Hey!"

Chen Pingan roared again.

The lion mantra rewarded by this system is a heaven-level top-grade skill, and its power is naturally extremely powerful.

Even though the man in black was at a much higher level than him, he lost consciousness for just a moment, and his body paused slightly.

A streak of blood flew out and passed through the chest of the man in black.

The man in black instantly turned into a mummy.

This streak of bloody light did not stop, and passed through the chests of the other two men in black surrounding Xia Xiaoliang one by one.These two people also turned into mummies.

In just two or three breaths, all the men in black perished.

"This……"

Xia Xiaoliang was shocked and speechless.

Her expression was dull, and she was also frightened by the blood-red sword in the ancestor's hand.

This sword is full of spirituality and can actually attack on its own. It is as fast as lightning. Once it penetrates the monk, it will instantly suck the person into a mummy.

Chen Pingan waved his hand, and the blood-eating demon sword returned to his palm.

The blood-red light flashed on the sword, as if it was breathing.

Chen Ping'an felt the pleasure exuding from this sword.

"What should come will always come..."

Chen Ping'an was holding a sword on the street, his face was extremely calm, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile.

He only killed a few slaves of the dandy family.

Later, a series of forces will naturally emerge.

Today he was going to kill all the lawless people in Yueluocheng.

Inside the teahouse.

Fu Hongying was shocked and speechless when she saw such a shocking scene.

After all, she was also a strong person in the Divine Void Realm, so she could naturally tell that the quality of the blood sword in Chen Ping'an's hand was definitely not that high.

"Why is Wang Ye so invisible to me?"

Doubt arose in her mind.

She just felt that Wang Ye was now covered in a layer of fog, making it impossible for her to see him clearly anymore.

Fu Qiushui curled his lips, narrowed his eyes, and couldn't help laughing in his heart.

She also knew that a good show was about to take place.

A group of blind things are about to appear and slam into the guns of the seniors in the transcendent realm.

They all deserve to die...

She thought to herself.

Inside the restaurant.

"This sword is of extraordinary quality!"

The young man in brocade robes stood up quickly, with greed in his eyes, and said with a ferocious smile: "Let's go, grab the sword!"

Done.

He, the ghost-faced man and several other men in black disappeared at the same time.

Seeing the figures flashing in front of him, and five or six men appearing one after another, Chen Pingan smiled lightly and said, "Are you here to die?"

"Boy, where did you come from, and you are actually more arrogant than this young master?"

The young man in brocade robe stared at Chen Pingan, becoming more and more jealous of the other person's beauty and wishing to scratch the other person's face.

Chen Pingan said calmly: "It's just a casual practice."

"A mere casual cultivator dares to run wild in Luoyue City. He is quite courageous!"

The young man in brocade robes sneered.

His eyes fell on the bloody sword, and he said with a playful smile: "This sword of yours is not an ordinary sword. If you are willing to hand it over to me, and at the same time obediently kowtow three times, I will spare your life!"

"My sword can eat people, aren't you afraid?"

Chen Ping'an smiled softly, shaking the blood-eating demon sword in his hand, and his expression became gentler.

Xia Xiaoliang, who was next to him, felt a strong murderous intent.

"joke!"

The young man in golden robe shook his head and sneered: "Even if it is a heaven-level sword, I don't know how many times I have seen it!"

"Okay, this sword is given to you."

Chen Ping'an threw it gently, and the Blood-devouring Demonic Sword flew over quietly.

The young man in brocade robe was stunned for a moment.

This rat was so greedy for life and afraid of death that he sacrificed this blood-red sword at a casual threat.

But after thinking about it, he understood.

The people around him are all strong men in the Divine Realm, and their highest cultivation levels have reached the second level of the Divine Realm.

And he himself is also a master of the ninth level of the Divine Treasure Realm. With so many people dealing with a mere monk in the Golden Body Realm, even if the opponent has a heaven-level sword, he is definitely no match.

"Ancestor..."

Seeing the bloody sword slowly floating towards the young man in brocade robes, Xia Xiaoliang exclaimed and felt extremely uneasy.

Could it be that.

Has the power of the ancestor's magic weapon that can improve one's realm not been restored yet?

(End of this chapter)