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"Let my grandpa go, or I will kill this old lady!"

At this moment, Su Jie came over holding Grandma Nangong Qingyu's throat.

He understood that once his grandfather died in Chen Ping'an's hands, his life would not be long.

So even if it was for himself, he couldn't let Chen Pingan kill Su Yuan.

"Silly grandson, let this old man go."

"Only in this way can you, my grandfather and my grandson die more happily."

Encountering Su Jie's behavior, Su Yuan on the side took the initiative to reprimand Chen Ping'an before he could speak.

Chen Ping'an is a master that even Su Yuan, a master, cannot defeat. Even if Su Jie has something in his hands, what can he do?

"Grandpa, are we really..."

"I take back what I just said."

"You don't deserve to die!"

Before Su Jie could finish what he said, Chen Ping'an had already come behind him. First, he crushed the bones of Su Jie's arm with a long claw, and then knocked him to the ground with a punch. During this period, he gently knocked the old man down. He gently helped and placed it carefully on the ground.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"Why do you guys keep having trouble with me?!"

The heartbreaking pain in his arm made Su Jie scream and roar.

"Because you brought it upon yourself."

After Chen Pingan put the old man on the ground, he shouted angrily at Su Jie, then raised his right leg and stepped on the latter's thigh!

Click! ! !

With a harsh sound, Su Jie's legs were stepped on by Chen Ping'an and turned into a puddle of flesh.

"Grandpa, save me..."

"I'm in so much pain..."

Feeling the constant pain in his thigh, Su Jie looked desperate, tears bursting from his eyes, and called Su Yuan for help like a frightened child.

Seeing this, Su Yuan's face looked very ugly, not because of the pain in front of his grandson, but because he couldn't do anything now.

"It's so noisy, shut up!"

Chen Pingan scolded angrily, and immediately stepped on the opponent's other leg again.

However, Su Jie was more fragile than he thought, and he passed out just like that.

Seeing this, Chen Pingan no longer wasted time, and he didn't know when he had a golden needle in his hand.

Before he finished speaking, Chen Ping'an had already ejected the golden needle in his hand and placed it between Su Jie's eyebrows.

Su Jie died without leaving his eyes open.

Seeing this, Su Yuan couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"now you."

Chen Pingan gently moved his fingers. Under the pull of internal force, the golden needle returned to Chen Pingan's hand and was ejected again.

Seeing the golden needle coming straight towards him, Su Yuan slowly closed his eyes.

The next second, the golden needle penetrated Su Yuan's head directly.

Chen Ping'an didn't even look at Su Yuan who fell to the ground suddenly, picked up the old man and rushed towards Song Chufeng.

It took a long time for him and Su Yuan to decide the winner. During this period, Song Chufeng had been fighting against four ninth-level masters on her own. Two of them were at the same peak as Song Chufeng. , which made Chen Pingan a little worried.

But when he came to Song Chufeng's side of the dense forest, he saw four corpses, as well as Song Chufeng holding her sword and panting, her black hair was slightly messy, and she was dripping with sweat.

"He is worthy of being the strongest person of the younger generation of Qingluan Sect."

Seeing this scene, Chen Ping'an came to Song Chufeng and couldn't help but praise him.

Obviously, Chen Ping'an was a little surprised after seeing Song Chufeng defeat the four ninth-grade masters of the Su family.

Because among the four ninth-grade masters from the fourth and fifth families, two are at the peak of the ninth grade, and these four people are very familiar with each other, so they must have a tacit understanding.

"It's still not as good as Mr. Chen."

"I only defeated four ninth-level ones, but you defeated a strong man in the grandmaster realm."

Song Chufeng knew that since Chen Pingan brought the old man here, it meant that the other party had defeated Su Yuan, who was at the master level, so she was not only surprised, but stunned!

However, she was seriously injured at this time and had no time to think so much.

So, after sighing, she gasped, and the hand holding the sword gradually began to exert strength, trying to get up, but she ran out of strength in the middle and knelt down on one knee again.

It was obvious that she had exhausted a lot after defeating four ninth-level warriors. No matter whether it was physical or internal strength, she had lost all her energy. Even her originally spotless light cyan dress was now stained with some blood and mud. You can tell by looking at it that it went through a hard battle.

"Miss Song, don't force it, just take this first."

Upon seeing this, Chen Pingan hurriedly took out a pill that could temporarily help Song Chufeng regain her physical strength and internal strength, and asked her to take it.

"Thank you."

Song Chufeng thanked her when she arrived.

"I'll help you up."

Upon seeing this, Chen Pingan carried the old man behind his back, and then took the initiative to help Song Chufeng.

But just after his hand came into contact with the jade-white skin on Song Chufeng's arm, he felt a biting coldness and coldness. This coldness was so strong that even if Chen Pingan only touched it for a moment, it made him feel Frost formed on his hands.

Looking at Song Chufeng at this moment, there was no blood on her face, as if she was a dead person without any body temperature.