Yuan Yi looked at both sides, took resolutely, walked slowly to Ping Ruoyu, gently held her shoulders, and said softly: "Ruoyu, are you okay? Do you still recognize me?"

Ping Ruoyu had no reaction at first. When he called out a few times, his eyes slowly moved, his eyes were like dead ghosts. Without saying a word, he lifted his palm and slashed straight over. Halfway through, he suddenly turned his palm into claws. Yuanyi couldn't dodge, and a long hole was drawn on his shoulder, blood was splattered everywhere. He jumped out, stopped and ignored the help of the person, and went forward again to look.

Ping Ruoyu was like * at this time, and with a slight touch, he would explode immediately. Yuan Yi negotiated with her several times, trying to avoid using force. When he was forced, he barely lifted his hand and waved his fist, and he could deal with it in three moves and two moves. The whole body was covered in scars, but he still refused to give up. The owner of Ping Zhuang couldn't bear it and advised: "Yu'er has become a demon now and does not recognize his relatives. You should... stop taking risks."

Suddenly, a person beside him said coldly: "Before trying it, why do you say it is impossible?" Even though the owner of Pingzhuang had lost his aura, he still could not tolerate others being rude. He looked back angrily, and saw Shangguan Yaohua standing aside, staring at him coldly without any hesitation, and said: "You are a father, and you actually said you want to give up your daughter and let her die for yourself? Do you still have any conscience?"

As he said that, he turned to one side of the field and shouted: "Young Master Yuan! Work harder! I support you too! Let this corrupt and ignorant old man see how much potential it can be created in addition to the power of the world, through emotions!"

The owner of Ping Manor was furious and said, "Yu'er is my daughter, it's not your turn to question me. Prince Cheng is full of official voice, but he can't help but be too wide!" At this time, Yuan Yi and Ping Ruoyu took a palm, rubbed the soles of his feet flat on the ground, and fell about a foot backwards. Two deep marks were dragged out on the marble-paved ground. He paused his heels and sprayed a mouthful of blood.

Shangguan Yaohua and the original owner rushed forward and supported his arms. Shangguan Yaohua said with concern: "Young Master Yuan, can you still hold on?" Yuan Yi coughed twice, wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, and smiled bitterly: "Uncle Ping, your medicine is very effective. Ruoyu took action very quickly, and I can't resist..." As soon as this said, the martial arts ancestors gathered around him immediately made a loud noise.

Yuan Yixun said: "Although it is difficult to overcome, it is not difficult to hold her temporarily to give everyone a chance to evacuate. I tried it a few times and finally figured out a little bit of the way... Next, let me leave it." As soon as I moved, my injured leg and foot limped and staggered slightly.

The original owner of the manor said seriously: "Enough, Yi'er, you have done a lot. After a fight, you were injured and you had to rest well. All the things that followed were left to your father." At the same time, he pressed his shoulders and silently sent his internal strength to help him use his power and regulate his breathing.

Yuan Yi said: "Dad...Dad..." The original owner of the manor kept silent, waiting for the true energy to flow around his body, flipped his hands and palms, and his body swept up, and the sound of "huh" was slapped at Ping Ruoyu.

Yuan Yi silently used his true energy for a few weeks and turned to comfort Master Ping and said, "Don't worry, my father is a sensible person. If the situation is approved, he will not hurt Ruoyu's hair..." Master Ping smiled bitterly and said, "This is the disaster that my father and daughter should suffer. It is a blessing to be able to survive it safely, so why are you talking about being unharmed?"

On the other hand, the original owner had observed Yuan Yi and Ping Ruoyu's moves. Seeing that her moves were indeed messy and extremely lethal, it was difficult to resist the enemy with her old martial arts alone. She could see the attack direction clearly, and then she wanted to fight back, which was another time. After a few moves, she could not take advantage of them at all.

Seeing this, everyone behind them followed the traces and fled. Ping Ruoyu seemed to have eyes on his back, and turned around in an instant, as if he was about to leave the string. The original owner grabbed her with his hand and pressed her shoulder in the air. Ping Ruoyu raised his arm and brushed her, and a powerful force came instantly, pulling off a piece of sleeve, and the original owner's right bra was also dyed with a large piece of bright red.

Ping Ruoyu rushed all the way, and his speed was comparable to that of ordinary people. How could the difference be? Five fingers formed claws, and from one person's back heart penetrated into his chest, splashing a piece of blood, and dragging out large pieces of broken meat on the ground. The original owner finally caught up and used his monk's boxing skills to catch a storm-like attack. Ping Ruoyu's eyes were unconscious, and he only knew how to deal with moves. Suddenly, he pulled his hand to the back end, and then hit another person with a crack. The palms whirled, and he met the original owner again, but there was no disorder in the move.

Yuan Yi was watching the battle, his heart was always hanging in the air, and he frowned and said, "Why did I see Ruoyu... it seems that he only values ​​the way out?"

Sure enough, Ping Ruoyu had come and go, but there were some delays at the rest. If someone wanted to escape in the chaos, he would do his best to kill him before he approached the secret path. He would rather show his back to others. He would rather die together than allow anyone to escape in front of him. For the sake of the face of his friend, and because she was the niece she had taken care of since childhood, he would not really hurt her. In this way, the situation was in a deadlock, and it was clearly unfavorable to him.

The owner of the village felt a pain in his skin for the first time and sighed: "It was because before taking the medicine, she was thinking about dying together. Even if she lost her mind, she would still follow this potential consciousness. When it came to today's situation, it was destined to be an uncontrollable mess! It was all my fault." At a glance, her cheeks were deep, her eyebrows were lowered, and she seemed to have been aging for ten years in an instant.

The group came in a fashionable order. When they were running for their lives, they didn’t care about the style of famous masters. They were crowded, pushed, and walked around in every corner.

Ping Ruoyu was taking action with Yuan Zhuang, but it seemed to be careless. The demons in his body could still observe the six directions and listen to all directions. The sound came out, and immediately his body was straight and straight, avoiding a palm between his waist. When he raised it back, his waist had rotated to an incredible state. It was like a dark gray line, parallel to everyone, and his feet were running without a moment of instant. The internal force was activated continuously, and the palm wind fell down when it touched the body.

Some people with low martial arts skills fell to the ground on the spot, with several blood holes cracked on their bodies. Occasionally, a few of them had no choice but to fight against them. There was no other way to defend themselves at this time, except to fight with her.

Everyone formed a circle of encirclement, fighting hard to resolve. However, the people in the right path were dragged all the way and fell to the ground and could never get up again. Shangguan Yaohua was frightened and thought to himself: "It's amazing, Old Man Ping is indeed not an ordinary person, he can do it! Whoever has such an army can dominate the world and rest assured, no one in the world dares to be an enemy of him... Fortunately, there is only one pill."

Xia, the owner of Liu Er winked each other, squeezed each other with everyone, ran from both sides, and pressed the shoulders of the person on his side intentionally or unintentionally. The rest of them were at a loss alone, thinking that they might be able to break out, but they did not resist.

As soon as everyone was approaching the secret path, Ping Ruoyu turned around and patted several palms, condensed the airflow into the air in the air. The second owner of Xia Liu returned with a palm, but did not contact her head, but hit the vest in front of her, serving as a shield, and suffered an unprecedented blow. The people fell to the ground, their flesh and blood were blurred, but their strength had dissipated a lot because they canceled each other. The two of them casually opened the dead shield and rushed forward.

Ping Ruoyu couldn't realize the two of them's plans, and when he saw someone move, he lifted his palm and hit him. The two of them used the same trick again, pulled up a person from beside him, and threw it out with force. While running, they waved their shields all the way, and finally rushed to the entrance of the secret passage as they wished. They dragged out one of the dead bodies and drilled in one after another. Ping Ruoyu hit the palm again, and the wind only surrounded the outer wall of the cave, barely brushed by, but the second owner of Xia Liu had already escaped as he wished.

Everyone was filled with indignation when their companions died. When they saw that this method was feasible, they all grabbed the shields, and the situation suddenly turned into civil strife. This situation made Ping Ruoyu even more convenient. He did not relax because of the melee of the crowd. He wandered outside the field, and occasionally made up a palm, and sent the person who stared at the entrance to the west.

Yuan Yi frowned and said, "This group of people in the Central Plains are indeed not as good as they are! Unexpectedly, Xia, the two uncles of Liu, who are so loyal to their brothers. My father alone is almost unable to hold on. By then, Ruoyu's physical strength is exhausted and he will have to be done with him. Uncle Ping, let's go and take the lead in the morning." As he said that, he naturally wanted to support him. The owner of the Pingzhuang stiffened and brushed his arm away in great panic.

At that time, there were endless struggles among the four cities, and they all wanted to seize that hegemony and command the other three cities. They quickly divided into four major families, and when they all started to cause trouble, they had no time to take care of it. They had to work together. However, after living in seclusion for many years, the ambition that had been hidden in their bones for many years emerged again, and they were determined to enter the Central Plains, rule the world, and regain their grandeur. Therefore, they had already had disagreements in their faces, and even the appearance created by their ancestors had no intention of maintaining them. Internal disputes arose, divided several forces, and made alliances and secretly profited.

The owner of the Xia Liu family, who is relatively weak, never really cared about it. At most, it was ready-made resources available for use. He was only secretly afraid of the original owner who had always been taciturn. His secret layout every day was to overcome him as his primary goal. Now he wanted to join forces with him to handle his family affairs together, and his face was lost.

What's more, in front of everyone, if this face is lost, it will be rushed to the Central Plains in the future and will never be able to raise your head. The owner of Ping Zhuang has always been arrogant and even if the situation is extremely urgent, he would rather sacrifice a daughter than give in easily.

Yuan Yi saw his hesitant expression and thought of the various conflicts hidden between the two families, he had always been extremely smart and soon understood. He sighed deeply that the four major families have always regarded themselves as transcending the world and detached from the world, so he was qualified to praise and criticize the people in the Central Plains in a condescending way. Now it seems that it is also a dispute over interests of ordinary people, and how smart is that "the world" fool? He sighed and said, "Uncle Ping, if Ruoyu's situation continues, it will not be optimistic, and it will be harmful in the long run. Since you insist on staying out of the matter, I can't do it either."

With his sleeves trembled, he had already held a long sword in his hand. The sword body was as blue as water, and as crystal clear as the most exquisite jade. The sword body was faintly flowing, as if it could make the person you see it unknowingly fall under this natural power. This is the sword passed down from the ancestors of the Yuanjiazhuang. Yuan Yi never showed it to others easily whenever he fought. This time, he must have known that the battle was urgent, so he even took out the last little of his family's fortune.

Looking at the original owner's side, his real martial arts may be comparable to that monster, all because he is afraid of hurting Ping Ruoyu, so he will inevitably be restrained. After fighting for a long time, a few more scars were added to his body, and his movements were no longer as flexible as before. Even when he stood aside, he could hear his heavier breathing. On the contrary, the group of martial arts righteous path retreated step by step, and the corpses slumped on the ground continued to stack, and blood flowed all over the ground, winding into a river. Blood was flowing on the smooth ground, reflecting the light, making it even more bright red.

The owner of Pingzhuang was filled with his heart. He was unwilling to join forces with others, nor was he willing to see others help him. He could not convince himself in the name of the other party intending to sell well. If he had no malice, it would be a gift. In his case, this was something that he didn't need or even hated to the extreme.
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