Chapter 110: Gathering Qi into a Sword, Slashing Objects from a Distance
Ye Qingcheng's personality is actually largely inherited from Jiang Lan's genes. Once she makes up her mind, she will not change it easily.
She knew that if she left this time and left little Lu Yun here alone, little Lu Yun would be in great danger.
So, she refused to leave.
Even though Ye Qingcheng knew in her heart that even if she stayed here, she would not be of any use at all, but she still wanted to stay and share the hardships with little Lu Yun.
"Sister Qingcheng, you are becoming more and more disobedient."
Lu Yun really did what he said. He stretched out his hand and slapped Ye Qingcheng's delicate parts twice.
clap clap!
It hurts hot!
But even so, Ye Qingcheng did not compromise, but stared at Lu Yun stubbornly and refused to give in.
This scene made Ye Xiangrong and his wife anxious and angry.
What made them anxious was that their daughter was unwilling to leave even though she had already obtained Master Ma San's approval. What made them angry was that this boy named Lu dared to take advantage of their daughter in front of them.
This guy's hands should really be chopped off!
Ma Sanye and his son had fiery eyes and were extremely jealous, especially when the slap landed, the arc it created was simply adding fuel to the fire.
Why isn't that hand mine?
Sister Qingcheng refused to leave, so Lu Yun could only smile bitterly and secretly perform a spell when she wasn't paying attention.
"Be obedient, I will solve the problem soon." Lu Yun said softly.
This time, Ye Qingcheng did not resist, but nodded as if possessed by a ghost, with a look of confusion appearing in her clear eyes.
Seeing this, Ye Xiangrong and his wife were overjoyed, thinking that their daughter had finally come to her senses.
Jiang Lan hurriedly took Ye Qingcheng's hand and left. Before leaving, she turned back and stared at Lu Yun, sneering and saying, "Boy, don't say I'm unsympathetic. As an elder, I advise you to apologize sincerely. Maybe you can save your life."
After that, leave.
There was silence in the hall for a moment.
Master Ma San sat back on the armchair, crossed his legs, and looked at Lu Yun from a superior position. He tapped his fingers lightly on the armrests of the chair and said, "You don't need me to teach you what to do, do you?"
His voice was not loud, and even seemed a little low, but the domineering aura that only belonged to a martial artist was fully revealed.
This is called momentum!
In fact, Master Ma San dominated Jiangnan Province by only resorting to violence once, and that was more than 20 years ago.
But, once is enough.
Ever since that move, all the major forces in Jiangnan Province knew that Master Ma San was a martial artist, so every time they met him, they would be courteous to him. Without any effort, Master Ma San easily took control of the underground forces in Jiangnan Province.
As long as Master Ma San changes his attitude, even the most proud forces in Jiangnan Province will be scared to death.
The young man in front of him was even more so. He would definitely kneel on the ground in horror and beg for forgiveness in the next second.
This is what Master Ma San was thinking.
However, contrary to his expectation, Lu Yun did not kneel down. Instead, he looked at him with a joking expression and said, "If you don't tell me, I really don't know what to do. Why don't you show me how to do it?"
"Boy, you are itching, right? Do you know what it means to be a martial artist?"
Seeing Lu Yun's attitude, Ma Ze roared, but saw Ma Sanye waved his hand, signaling him to withdraw, and then looked at Lu Yun with interest and said: "Young man, you seem to be very arrogant?"
Lu Yun did not answer.
Ma Sanye continued, "It's normal for young people to be arrogant, but excessive arrogance is digging your own grave. Do you think anyone will come to save you today?"
Master Ma San smiled, but his eyes suddenly became sharper, like a sharp knife, scraping at Lu Yun's body.
Lu Yun was unaware of this. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Why do I need someone to save me? Can't I save myself?"
"Self-rescue?"
Mr. Ma Sanye and his son looked at each other and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Ma Ze almost laughed himself to death and said, "Hahaha, kid, you really made me laugh to death. You don't think that your skills are a match for my dad, do you?"
When in Osmanthus Garden, Ma Ze had seen Lu Yun's skills, which were indeed quite good, but this should definitely not be a source of pride for him.
No matter how powerful an ordinary person's martial arts skills are, he is nothing but a joke in front of a martial artist.
"Is it funny?"
Just when the father and son thought they had heard a huge joke, Lu Yun's words made their laughter stop abruptly.
"You ignorant boy, I finally understand why Jiang Lan hates you so much, because you - really don't know your own limitations!"
Master Ma San's eyes finally darkened, revealing his fierce look. The domineering aura that had just forced Ye Xiangrong to retreat surged out again.
boom!
In an instant, a terrible shadow seemed to shroud the hall, and even Ma Ze couldn't help but tremble with fear.
but.
Lu Yun suddenly laughed.
"Master Ma San, do you know why I asked Sister Qingcheng to leave? It was because I was afraid that your blood would pollute her beautiful eyes!"
As soon as Lu Yun finished speaking, he took a step forward. The domineering aura released by Master Ma San not only did not force him back, but instead was like a candle in the wind, extinguished in an instant.
Followed by.
Boom!
An even more terrifying and unmatched aura surged out, but this aura did not come from Master Ma San, but from Lu Yun.
"You, you, you...you are also a martial artist?"
The father and son were immediately shocked. If the aura released by Master Ma San just now was like a mountain shaking, then the aura from Lu Yun at this moment was like the sky collapsing.
A dim candle and a bright moon are totally different!
"Martial practitioner?"
Lu Yun chuckled, and formed his palm into a knife, and casually slashed it in the air. In an instant, a sharp air blade shot out and cut off one of Master Ma San's arms, and also the armchair he was sitting on, splitting it into two.
Chi Chi!
Before Master Ma San could react, his broken arm flew across the sky, blood splattered, and covered Ma Ze, who was standing next to him, in blood.
"what--"
Uncle Ma San fell to his knees, screaming in agony, filled with endless fear. His son Ma Ze had already collapsed on the ground out of fear, as if his soul had been drained out and he couldn't even utter a word.
Gather energy into a sword and cut objects through the air!
This is, the Grandmaster of Transformation Realm? !