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"Get out here!"
Xu Ping’an’s roar was earth-shattering, startling everyone on the street.
Everyone turned to look at Xu Ping’an, showing expressions of surprise.
Who was so bold as to yell at the Tianlong Comrce Association?
Were they seeking death?
Everyone in Tianlong City knew that the Tianlong Comrce Association was not to be trifled with.
Those who dared to provoke the Tianlong Comrce Association always ended up with a miserable fate.
"Who’s causing trouble in front of my Tianlong Comrce Association?"
At that mont, a team of guards rushed out, their gazes sweeping through the crowd and finally settling on Xu Ping’an.
"Are you the one shouting?" asked the lead guard.
"Get the person who injured him out here," Xu Ping’an said coldly to the guard.
The guard frowned, looking at an old coachman nearby, and imdiately understood the situation.
"Hmph, another blind fool. Kid, are you trying to seek revenge for this old fool? Let tell you the hard truth; Wu Linbing, a Third Rank expert, is currently a guest at our Tianlong Comrce Association. You’re on a suicide mission to seek revenge against him. If you know what’s good for you, scram," said the Guard Commander with a cold snort, his eyes filled with disdain.
So it was soone the old coachman knew.
What kind of help could an ordinary old coachman have?
And this youth before them—looking no more than sixteen or seventeen— even if he was a cultivator, how high could his cultivation possibly be?
"Wu Linbing?" Xu Ping’an turned his head to look at the old coachman.
"Yes, the cultivator I know is called Wu Linbing, a military officer in Tianlong City," the old coachman replied.
"Understood," Xu Ping’an nodded.
Then he looked back at the Guard Commander and said coldly, "I’ll say it one more ti, bring Wu Linbing out, or I’ll barge in and kill my way to him."
"Courting death, attack! Take this kid down," the Guard Commander imdiately flew into a rage.
You don’t appreciate the face given to you!
He then ordered the guards behind him to charge at Xu Ping’an, intending to completely disable him.
Xu Ping’an watched the guards coming at him, but a cold smirk flashed in his eyes.
These First Rank cultivators, the strongest only at the Ninth Layer—did they really think they could capture him?
"Slap!"
With one hand behind his back, Xu Ping’an’s palm flew out and directly sent a guard flying.
Another slap, and yet another guard was thrown out.
In just a mont, all five guards were sent flying by Xu Ping’an, each of them knocked out cold.
Seeing this, the Guard Commander’s face changed dramatically.
He hadn’t expected this youth to be so strong.
"Bring Wu Linbing out!" Xu Ping’an said.
"Court death!" A ruthless glint flashed in the Guard Commander’s eyes.
Drawing out his teorite Iron Saber, he burst into action, slashing at Xu Ping’an with a fierce blow.
The Guard Commander was quite strong, having reached the Second Layer Realm, Second Rank.
The saber contained True Yuan, and as he struck, it brought with it a fierce saber qi.
Pedestrians in the distance changed their expressions and quickly retreated.
The old coachman and Chen Tai were also nervous, sweating for Xu Ping’an.
To ordinary people, a Second Rank cultivator was considered a master.
Yet in Xu Ping’an’s eyes, the strength of the Guard Commander was pathetically weak.
Xu Ping’an made a lightning-fast move, grabbing the saber that the Guard Commander had swung.
"What?"
The Guard Commander was shocked.
He had found that this youth had actually caught his saber with his bare hands?
Moreover, his own saber qi had struck the opponent’s hand and seed as if it had landed on an extrely hard tal, unable to shake it in the slightest.
"How is this possible?" The Guard Commander was utterly shocked and tried to pull out his saber.
But he found that his saber was stuck as if it was wedged in a crevice in a mountain, completely immovable.
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"You’re too weak!" Xu Ping’an sneered.
Then, with a forceful press of his palm, he snapped the Guard Commander’s teorite Iron Saber in two.
The Guard Commander’s eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.
Breaking a teorite Iron Saber with bare hands?
Just what kind of strength was this?
And why hadn’t he felt the slightest fluctuation of True Yuan from this youngster?
Does that an the other party was using rely physical strength?
This... how is that possible?
The bystanders were also stunned.
Breaking a teorite Iron Saber with bare hands?
Even the well-traveled old coachman was taken aback.
He knew Xu Ping’an was a cultivator, but he had never imagined that Xu Ping’an could be this powerful?
"Boom!"
With a wave of Xu Ping’an’s hand, the broken teorite Iron Saber sliced through the air.
It transford into a streak of light, grazing the Guard Commander’s cheek and embedding itself deep into a nearby stone pillar, piercing right through.
The entire body of the Guard Commander stiffened.
At that mont, he felt as if the Grim Reaper had enveloped him completely, nearly eting his death.
"I won’t kill you, let Wu Linbing co out," Xu Ping’an said indifferently.
The Guard Commander’s legs quivered, and he even wet his pants.
Many among the crowd displayed an utterly shocked expression.
The normally formidable Guard Commander seed so vulnerable in front of this youth.
"Who’s looking for ?"
Just then, two people ca out from the Tianlong Comrce Association.
One was a middle-aged man with a long beard, and the other a handso young man clad in brocade and a jade robe.
Seeing these two n, the Old Drunk’s eyes split with rage.
Clearly, these were the culprits who had injured the Old Drunk.
The middle-aged man was likely the cultivator who had hard the Old Drunk.
And the handso young man must be the one who abducted his friend’s daughter.
"Are you Wu Linbing?" Xu Ping’an asked.
"That’s right, I am. And who might you be?" Wu Linbing responded.
He glanced at Xu Ping’an, then at the Old Drunk beside him, seemingly understanding the situation.
"You’re not yet worthy of knowing my na. Why did you harm him?" Xu Ping’an pointed at the Old Drunk and inquired.
"Why? He’s rely a mortal who dared to offend Young Master Wang; it was entirely a death wish of his own making. I just owed him a al, and he ridiculously thought I’d help him against Young Master Wang. Tell , doesn’t he deserve to die?" Wu Linbing sneered.
Upon hearing these words, the Old Drunk was instantly consud with rage.
Xu Ping’an wasn’t particularly surprised by Wu Linbing’s response.
To Wu Linbing, the Old Drunk was clearly soone not worth considering.
"Ignorant old thing, you even thought of having Captain Wu kill . You really should look at what you’re worth, haha," the handso young man laughed heartily, extrely self-satisfied.
Xu Ping’an’s brows furrowed briefly at this scene.
"Wu Linbing, I should never have saved you back then, letting you starve on the streets," the Old Drunk said, agitated.
"Hmph, old man, you rely gave a bowl of rice; you think you’re my savior? Now that I’m a Captain in the Tianlong Army, what are you compared to ?" Wu Linbing scoffed disdainfully.
Anger overca the Old Drunk, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Xu Ping’an frowned slightly and didn’t bother with further words.
"Wu Linbing, today will be the end of your life," Xu Ping’an stated coolly.
"Courting death!" Wu Linbing was imdiately enraged.
A re brat daring to threaten to kill him?
Tired of living!
He imdiately brandished a long spear, thrusting it directly at Xu Ping’an.
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