Heaven Awakening Path

More and more people are falling down the street. Luping's white sleeveless coat had long been stained with unknown amount of blood. On the word "chase” behind him, a red sword was like a curved knife, and he slashed it up brutally, and he didn't know how to splash it up.

There was only one man, Lupin, who was walking forward.

A total of six agents of the Lord's Mansion of Gorge Peak City retreated from their homes.

In order to see the road level movement more clearly, those who were a little taller than the road level were forced to bow their heads slightly, at first glance as if they were mistaken.

The last of them was protected, and they actually took out a pen and paper when the street wrote something.

He's documenting what they're going through.

Lupin, the name began to appear in the capital, and no one ever took him seriously. The rejection of the Lord's reception is, in their view, an act of death or death. In subsequent investigations, however, there was absolutely no clue to the past, adding some mystery to the road. But even so, what? There is no reason whatsoever for a teenager to be considered a threat to the main city of Gorge Peak, which dominates the entire Gorge Peak region.

Even by now, they can't help but think of Lupin as a threat to them, and no one at all thinks that a single individual can stand up to the city owner's palace.

“It seems that you are not prepared to accept my suggestion.” Lupin said.

Of course not.

Faced with their responsibilities, these agents have long been ready to use their lives to preserve them.

“Yay!” One of them suddenly shouted and rushed out.

The other five did not cooperate, just stared at Lupin and were especially serious about being protected at the end.

“Yayayayayaya!” The man who came out screamed and screamed and looked ridiculous, but his speed, his power, began to grow in the scream of that voice.

And so no one thought it was ridiculous, that the power of other audacious powers with the audacity was so rare and so famous all over the continent.

Zhao Yinchu.

One of the six powerful men of the continent and the only woman of the six. Using various voices to enhance the power of spirituality is precisely what she is good at, guided by the spirituality of sound, so that the power of spirituality promotes reinforcing alien “string knowledge” among themselves.

Now, a general practitioner who doesn't know his origins doesn't seem to be very high, the syllables are extremely simple, and the improvements achieved are not eligible to be compared to the first showings. But what he did was what he could do with "string knowledge."

Who is this man?

What does Zhao Yinchu have to do with this?

All the fixers who see this screaming purpose are bound to think about it. Nor does he dare to take any lights on this unobtrusive ordinary practitioner, who has the possibility of hiding a big man behind his back.

But the screams stopped at this point. He had been strangled by the road just as everyone was carefully thinking about the potentially terrible background behind him. Then he was thrown behind by Lupin.

Even with a screaming boost, he still couldn't keep up with the speed of the road level, solved him, and the road level just used a blow. No hesitation, no hesitation.

Didn't he realize the possible background of the Six Powerful, or if he did, he wouldn't be afraid at all?

The agent with the pen in the back was hesitant and unable to write. Lupin's attitude simply made it impossible for them to analyze Lupin's mentality at all, and he could only record it in real terms.

Luping hastily rushed forward, and several agents hurriedly scattered, seemingly to surround Luping. In fact, everyone was very careful to keep their distance from Luping.

The siege is false, the intention behind the siege is true, and they clearly remember that the instructions they were given were procrastination, not others. After finding that it was difficult or impossible to achieve other delays in a more efficient manner at the moment, they finally pulled off the battle for delays.

But there are some things that really don't make sense to them.

The speed of the roadside.

In a blink of an eye, he had cut in front of one of them, his hand was lightning fast, and people's gaze had fallen in front of him when they had just captured his shape after he had moved.

Stay close, next!

One more!

One more!

Four moves, four strikes, but with a few blinks, only one agent is left. The man who had been hiding the furthest away and still had a pen and paper in his hand, watched as his partners were knocked down by the road level at a moment's notice, weakening him a little.

He knew that they were not weak and that they would not be afraid to die in order to accomplish their mission.

It was Lu Ping who was too strong, they couldn't figure it out, the unknown strong.

And at this point, he has a new feeling.

The stronger the battle.

Add his grass handwriting to the paper. He no longer had time to write down the process in detail, but he had to write down his feelings quickly. He thinks it's 100% accurate.

He was not prepared to flee, and he was confident that he would not escape, and all he had to do was send out the information he had recorded on the road level. Paper filled with messy scribbles was quickly rolled up by him, but Luping had already rushed towards him, at the speed of Luping, just blinking through the distance. But he just took two steps, and all of a sudden he was going to fall.

Huh?

The only other agent left was a jump at the moment, almost seizing the moment. But the tough qualities he trained at the Gorge Peak City's main palace allowed him to restrain the move. Instead of attacking him, he hurried to do what he had to do and stuffed a scroll of paper into a hollow pen pole.

Is it seduction?

He was also thinking fast as he was doing this, and then thankfully he didn't have the impulse, which he felt must have been a deliberate blossom that Luping had lured him into the attack.

As a result, the blood flower sprayed out of Luping's mouth as if it were fog, and his body was shaking more and more.

He was wounded, always wounded, thrown from the high altitude, and the examiner of the aura did not show any mercy to him. Lupin had injuries from the inside to the outside, just before he was in pain even on foot.

But he still fought with the agents of the Cape Province, exerting the fastest speed, the biggest power, and the sound was beating constantly for a moment.

How stubborn this is, it's just a 14-year-old teenager who has more patience than their heavily trained agents.

This is the information that should be highlighted, and the agent couldn't help but want to add it, but then he saw the look of Lupin.

The corner of his mouth was covered in blood and his body was shaking, but there was no pain in his eyes, some just vowed not to rest.

Luping flung, the spy raised his hand, and at the last moment he gave up all the ideas that had emerged temporarily.

He was hit by road leveling, and the speed and force of the force caused him harm that he couldn't bear. But he was just staring over the sky, the pen tube that was hiding his intelligence, and he threw it halfway into the sky, and he unleashed the order of the domesticated beast of their city master's house with a last resort.

Whoo!

A swallow flew out of nowhere at high speeds, strapped to a pen in the middle of the sky and flashed past.

The agent fell down with comfort, and Luping looked at everything he had done, knowing that it must be against him, but at this time he really couldn't do anything anymore. The blood continued to fall along the corner of his mouth, and Luping wiped it down with his hands, walking past the agent's body and moving on.

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Good morning...