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Lu Mengyue's eyes widened in shock.

She knew that Ning Chuan was very strong, but she didn't expect that she could be so strong.

Lu Wan is not the kind of warrior who has an empty realm.

She can serve as the Lu family's martial arts instructor, she has real materials, and her actual combat ability is strong.

However, not a single punch was caught.

The rest of the younger generation of the Lu family, because they were not mentally prepared, were even more shocked, and their eyes were dull.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who defeated a third-rank martial artist with one move.

The visual impact is too strong!

It's just scary!

You know, people of this age can become a first-class martial artist, they are incredible geniuses.

And the combat power shown by Ning Chuan was at least comparable to that of a fourth-rank martial artist.

Such people, the Federation cannot say that there are none.

But under normal circumstances, it can only be seen on TV or online.

"Lu Qingqing, didn't your father say that Ning Chuan is still worse than a martial artist, you call this worse?!"

"Hmm... Did my dad say knight?

"Lu Feiran, defeat Ning Chuan within ten moves, what you just said is very loud, and it's not fast now!"

"First of all, I'm not afraid, I just suddenly have a leg pain!"

Many people communicate with each other and have an understanding in their hearts.

No wonder Lu Zhan was willing to stand up for Ning Chuan against the Wei Foundation.

People deserve it!

At this time, Zhang Bingtie came back to his senses, not caring about troublesome Ning Chuan, and quickly ran to his wife who fell to the ground, saying, "Xiao Wan, are you okay." "

Iron... Brother Tie, help me kill him!

"Give me his bones one by one!"

Lu Wan's face was distorted and she looked hideous.

When Zhang Bingtie heard this, he turned around and faced Ning Chuan, his eyes were cold, and he was about to urge the Force to move.

Lu Mengyue stepped forward, her pretty face turned cold, and said, "Ning Chuan is a distinguished guest invited by my father and my grandfather, if you have the guts, just try it!"

Zhang Bingtie's movements froze, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Mengyue, Lu Wan is your aunt!"

Lu Mengyue said coldly: "What about my aunt, it's not a relative."

Besides, it's normal for jousting to get injured.

When you made a move against Ning Chuan, it seems that my Lu family is angry and corrupt, and there is no tolerance for people! "

As the heir of the high sequence of the next patriarch of the Lu family, Lu Mengyue has not seen intrigues, and is also good at pressing people with righteousness.

Zhang Bingtie's face turned blue.

This kind of thing, he and Lu Wan really do not take advantage.

Opposite side.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ning Chuan's mouth, and said, "If you want to fight, just say it, let's shoot, I'll play with you!" "

For the next few days, he will live in Lu's house.

And people like Lu Wan and Zhang Bingtie, he has seen a lot, he doesn't hit until it hurts, I don't know if I'm afraid!

Just take this opportunity to solve it together.

Let them remember it for a long time.

Province to get him in trouble later.

"Arrogant!"

Zhang Bingtie's face was ugly.

Lu Mengyue saw him holding a war gun, thought for a while, and said, "Ning Chuan, don't start first, I'll go back and bring your war knife."

"It doesn't hurt."

Ning Chuan shook his head, walked to the weapon rack, drew a war gun, and said, "I'll just use this."

Lu Mengyue was stunned when she saw this.

She had never seen Ning Chuan use such a weapon as a war gun.

Not surprisingly, it should be Ning Chuan's new learning during the Mountain and Sea Genius Training Camp.

Otherwise, when facing Tianwu spy Zhao Weiping, Ning Chuan would definitely carry a war gun.

It's just that for two months, it is difficult to get acquainted with a weapon.

Could it be that Ning Chuan had also practiced a marksmanship martial arts to a high level.

Another epiphany?

Lu Mengyue's thoughts rose.

The battle begins on the field.

Zhang Bingtie was very cautious and did not rush to make a move.

His wife lost in one move, although there was a factor of carelessness, but Ning Chuan's combat power should be comparable to that of ordinary fourth-grade martial artists.

However, Zhang Bingtie is not afraid.

He was a fourth-rank high-level martial artist and had a great advantage.

"It's useless to be careful!"

Ning Chuan's eyes froze, he flicked his right arm violently, and threw out a heavenly thunder penalty.

Phew!

The war gun was quickly shot, wrapped in the sharp sound of the wind, extremely fast.

"How did you throw this flying gun so high?"

Seeing this scene, many people, including Zhang Bingtie, were a little surprised.

The power looks quite strong.

But it certainly can't hit anyone!

The trajectory is at least tens of meters off!

"The accurate head of your flying gun..."

Zhang Bingtie sneered, and before he finished his mocking words, he was drowned out by a violent thunder!

Rumble!

When the war gun that swept through the air reached directly above Zhang Bingtie, it twisted sharply, changed from horizontal to vertical, and the speed also skyrocketed, falling with a bang.

With the thunder, it is like panic, which is creepy!

Bang!

Many people did not see the trajectory of the war gun, but they only felt that they saw the war gun penetrating the earth.

Above the metal gun body, stained with bright red blood, under the pull of gravity, spread to the ground.

Zhang Bingtie's face was pale, and his entire arm was almost cut in half by the sharp blade of the gun, and the bone was deeply visible.

Fortunately, he is a warrior and can temporarily seal wounds with the Force.

Otherwise, the mere bleeding would be enough to kill him.

"What kind of flying gun technique is this?!"

Zhang Bingtie was horrified in his heart.

Swish!

Ning Chuan's expression was cold, and he didn't give Zhang Bingtie time to rest, cast three thousand wind shadows, and in an instant, he was close to the front.

Zhang Bingtie held back the pain and hurriedly retreated.

Syllable!

When he swept over the war gun, Ning Chuan held it backhanded, and in a crisp sound, he pulled out the war gun and smashed it down quickly at Zhang Bingtie.

Killing God Five Styles, Open the Mountain!

Woo!

The war gun was split from the sky, the momentum was heavy, and the air wave was turbulent, as if it really had the momentum of opening a mountain!

Zhang Bingtie's eyes changed slightly, and he quickly took out the gun to resist, and with a bang, the tiger's mouth exploded, blood splashed, and he almost couldn't hold the war gun.

The whole person was shocked and staggered back!

Seeing this, the onlookers were speechless.

How strong is Ningchuan?

The fourth-grade high-level martial artist doesn't seem to be much better, and he is still being pressed and beaten!

Ning Chuan was calm.

He knew in his heart that his hard power was not that strong.

This was mainly because Zhang Bingtie's right arm was abolished by his heavenly thunder punishment, and he could only deal with it with one hand.

In addition, the Force in Zhang Bingtie's body also had to be divided into a considerable part to seal the wound, and it was impossible to erupt completely.

"Destroy the city!"

Ning Chuan bullied forward, and a sharp shot stabbed out, like a dragon going out to sea, sweeping the air!

This martial art is known for its explosive strength and pays attention to penetrating power.

Boom!

Zhang Bingtie's marksmanship is very high, swinging his gun to resist, with the tip of the gun against the tip of the gun, accurately resisting the incoming war gun.

But the next moment.

His left arm shook violently, his skin cracked, and blood oozed out.

The war gun immediately flew out.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Ning Chuan kept moving, casting the five forms of killing gods, and within a few moves, he shattered Zhang Bingtie's force.

Then, with a swing of the shot, Zhang Bingtie flew out sideways, fell to Lu Wan's side, fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

"Yes... Did I miss the count, Director Zhang doesn't seem to have survived ten moves!

A teenager said in a trembling voice.

"I don't know, I didn't see it clearly, but I timed it, and the martial fight was from start to finish, less than half a minute!"

"There is no hope of winning, Director Zhang was pressed and beaten the whole time!"

The scene is full of ups and downs.

Ning Chuan looked cold, holding a war gun, and approached Zhang Wensi step by step.

"You... What are you doing?!

Zhang Wensi's face was terrified, and he stumbled back in fear.

"I didn't mess with you, I'm a child of the Lu family, and if you do something to me, you are insulting the Lu family!"

"You have to be filial."

Ning Chuan grinned and said, "Of course, the family must be tidy!" When

the words fell, he directly pulled out the war gun.

Zhang Wensi wanted to dodge, but the gap in strength was huge, and as soon as he raised his foot, he was hit by a war gun, flew out more than ten meters away, and landed on his parents, making Lu Wan and Zhang Bingtie snort in pain again.

"Just let a hairy boy humiliate my Lu family like this, where did the people of the escort team die!"

"Little bunny, you wait for death!"

Lu Wan looked gloomy, and she roared in pain.

Losing face in public made her extremely uncomfortable, as if ten thousand ants devoured her heart.

Right at this moment.

A middle-aged man dressed as a butler walked into the martial arts arena.

His status seemed to be very high, and those who saw him bowed one after another.

This person is Lu Cangyun's henchman.

Even Lu Wan contained her anger and said, "Butler Bei, you came just right!"

Ning Chuan, this person, with strong strength, no one in sight, seriously injured me and Bingtie.

After all, it's a martial fight, and I don't blame him!

Lu Wan glanced at Ning Chuan and said grimly: "However, my son Zhang Wensi, did not recruit him and did not provoke him, and he was also beaten to the ground."

This is a blatant humiliation of my Lu family!

I ask you to arrest him immediately and hand him over to the escort to deal with!

"Miss Wan, forgive me for being powerless."

The North Butler shook his head and said positively: "The head of the family personally ordered, Mr. Ning Chuan, as long as you don't kill people, do other things casually!" The

words fell.

The martial arts arena fell silent.