Chapter 242: Advance 2 retreat is not difficult

Seventeen steps.
This is the distance in Lu Ping's eyes.
There were seventeen more steps from him to the suspended Mawson.
This is the only thing he is concerned about, the purpose of his coming here is just to save people.
The two guys standing tall on the boulder seemed to be clamoring for something, but Lu Ping didn't hear a word.
He has a keen sense of hearing, so keen to hear the sound of flowing power, so Lu Ping would not waste energy on the shouting of those two guys.
Seventeen steps, sixteen steps, fifteen steps!
After flying two soldiers, Lu Ping took the opportunity to two steps, but there were many opponents. Some were just waiting for it before, and some at this time did not know where to get out, just like the tide, they surged toward Luping.
But Lu Ping ignored it. In his eyes, there were only the remaining fifteen steps. One person, ten people, or one hundred people rushed up, and he still had to complete these fifteen steps.
Lu Ping stepped out one more step, two bright steel knives, and the voice of the powerful spirit rolled over him.
The blade is very sharp, but the voice of courage is really not very good. The soldiers of the garrison are only a few shallow cultivation methods, and most of them only stay in the perception environment.
Soul of Soul? Triple sky? Or the fourfold sky?
Lu Ping found that he couldn't judge for a while. After his "listening spirit" ability was revealed, almost all of the people he dealt with and confronted were through-through cultivators, who sensed the situation. On this level, he had not accumulated any experience .
But it doesn't matter, opponents of this level are a bit wasteful to use "listening to the soul".
Low body, lunge!
The fifteenth step is taken out, this step is worth the previous step and a half. The two soldiers slashed by the sword felt that the flowers in front of them, two bright steel knives had been cut behind Lu Ping. Lu Ping relies on speed. They went straight through the foolproof head-to-head beheading of the two of them.
There are 13 and a half steps.
Luping looked at the front and didn't want to ignore behind him, but there was a sound that he couldn't ignore from the back of the body.
This is his familiar voice. It is the sound that only the power of courage can achieve, and this. It is the killer that the opponent really uses against them. The soldiers of the garrison? It's just a cover. The huge gap between perception and penetration is not easily remedied by the number of people.
Sound!
In Luping's consciousness, all attacks are sounds. The sound of this blow is clear, but weak, and it is obviously a good assassin, waiting for such a chance of sneak attack.
But Lu Ping still did not turn around.
The other party hid well. Although the movement is light, it is not fast enough. Without enough speed, there is not enough threat. Lu Ping's listening is more accurate than what he sees, so he can already be sure without looking back.
So he continued to move forward, and there were soldiers blocking him, but Lu Ping didn't even stretch out his hands. With his body, he hit the soldiers who were blocking him.
It is not that he disdains his hand, but that his hand is used where it is needed. Go ahead. There was another soldier, with a sound that only came through the boundary, Lu Ping's hand. It was specifically reserved for him.
Punch out!
The soul of Naruto sounded like a voice, coming from Lu Ping's fist, a step away, and spread all over the soldier's body.
The soldier's eyes widened.
He is not an ordinary soldier, more precisely, he is not a soldier at all.
He is a spy from the city's main palace, and a true cultivator with a single soul. He pretended to be an ordinary soldier, just to use the weak strength of ordinary soldiers to hide the threat he could bring. This is the deployment of Wei Meng and Wei Hu. There are still many spies acting like ordinary soldiers like him.
But now. He doubted whether such a disguise made sense. He is very responsible as a soldier. Want to wait for the right opportunity to shoot, but the result. He really wanted to be like a weak man, and was sent by Lu Ping with a punch. From beginning to end, Lu Ping did not even look at him.
He certainly did not know that Lu Ping did not use threats to watch threats, but to listen to them.
Of course he didn't know that Lu Ping had noticed that he was not a weak person, so he specially prepared such a punch for him.
He didn't even know it, so he fell very depressed. He felt that his sacrifice was worthless.
But Lu Ping has already gone three and a half steps forward, and there are ten steps away from his goal. There are more people who think he is coming, in front, behind, left, right.
Some of them are ordinary soldiers who do not take them seriously, but there are also a lot of through-thin killers who can bring him a lot of threats. But the biggest threat at this time came from the head.
The two guys who were shouting at the top of the boulder before finally managed to act. The flying attack made Lu Ping quickly feel their extraordinary. This voice, at least, was above both.
Lu Ping's movements are really fast, and they have already started without even having a photo. Some things that Wei Meng and Wei Hu prepared for a long time can only be swallowed back. In this way, when they started, Lu Ping had already completed seven steps in seventeen steps.
"Not so easy!"
"Crazy!"
Seeing Lu Ping's purpose, the two were angry and flew down from the stone. One punches, one kicks; one blocks Luping's front road, and one cuts off Luping's retreat, putting Luping into a dilemma.
But in Lu Ping's eyes, the dilemma? That's not difficult anymore. In such a dilemma, wouldn't it just follow your own purpose and keep going?
Rush!
Lu Ping continued to charge forward, and it was a punch that blocked him. Wei Meng? Wei Hu? Lu Ping didn't care, he didn't even look at his opponent's face at all, he was only listening carefully to his opponent's powerful voice.
This sound, as if flying straight down, responded to the attack and the body shape of the other party's attack.
Not easy to hide, no way to hide, only hit!
Lu Ping raised his hand and clenched his fist, and he was about to sway away. Another loud noise passed through his ears.
Wind noise.
Listening directly to the ear is wind.
The sound perceived by the soul is also wind.
The roar that flowed straight down seemed to have lost its surging momentum in the fierce wind, attacked, and suddenly languished.
Lu Ping's hand clenched his fist and let go, because he knew that the obstacle had been broken ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Chu Min, Feng Zuan.
The attack of the three souls through the strong man is enough for Wei Meng to drink a pot. Where else can he continue to attack Lu Ping?
A few steps passed by.
Whether it was a soldier who rushed over from Mingli, or a spy who was lurking among the soldiers who wanted to take a dark hand, Lu Ping was behind him. Not only because he is fast, but because he can fully hear everyone's intentions.
There are five steps left, but there are not many obstacles ahead. After the siege attack that swarmed up was broken through, the rear was instead a large emptiness.
Lu Ping raised his head and looked at Moson, who seemed to be dying, and jumped up. The distance of five steps, as well as this height, he was prepared to settle between the jumps, but when people reached midair, Lu Ping suddenly heard a new voice.
The voice of courage is not behind him, not around, but in the direction he is rushing towards. There was only Mosen hanging. (To be continued)
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