Strongest Guard

Starting from the top of the building, according to the current wind force, air resistance, and then adding in the acceleration of gravity and the weight of the human body, then the time from the top of the building to the ground should be …    

Who the hell would have the time to think about such a boring thing?    

He's going to fall to his death, okay!    

When Great Elder saved Yang Xiao, he was already at the height of more than ten floors.    

By the time Elder You and the white-haired man had made their moves, they were already at the ninth floor.    

Four lords and a Little Infant descended once again.    

He would be smashed into a pile of meat every second of the time.    

This was the moment of life and death.    

Three people appeared at the same time at Jinghong Ming's location.    

With the same tempo as before, the three of them flew over and stepped on the air-conditioners as they headed up.    

One of them was dressed in a green and gray robe, and when he opened his body, he looked like a bat. He had the demeanor of an expert. Other than the world's top fighting expert, Hu Mietang, no one else could be this relaxed.    

The other one looked like a bat flying in the air as well. Unfortunately, its shape was a little unsightly, its "bat" wings were tattered, and it was obvious that it was dressed as a beggar. It was precisely the Fructus Elder Fang.    

There was also a Taoist robe with her hair tied up in a bun, tied with a jade hairpin. She had a very saintly look; she was clearly the descendant of the Yuan clan whom Lee Nanfang had met at the Green Mountain Xiliang Mountain.    

The three of them advanced at the same time.    

Finally, they met up with Yang Xiao and the others on the fifth floor.    

Hu Mietang raised his hand to push Elder You.    

Elder Fang lifted his hand to point at the man with the white sideburns.    

That descendant of the Yuan clan took action and chose the position of Great Elder.    

The three of them felt that the task was simple and that it was just a matter of resisting each other.    

But in fact, the huge impact from falling from the 20th floor, after being deepened again and again, had already reached an unimaginable degree.    

How should I describe it?    

Right!    

The word was still used, "in the nick of time."    

An ancient unit of weight used to weigh thirty pounds for a kilogram.    

A thousand kilograms was thirty thousand kilograms.    

If thirty thousand pounds became fifteen thousand kilograms, that would be fifteen tons of weight.    

It was almost comparable to a heavy truck.    

The meaning of "imminent peril" was that a single strand of hair would pull up a heavy truck, meaning that the situation was critical.    

Everyone knew that hair couldn't hold that much weight.    

It was even more impossible for a person to withstand fifteen tons of impact.    

Realizing that the difficulty was greater than they had imagined, even if they wanted to regret it, it was too late. They curled up their bodies and tried to find their positions to reduce the damage they would receive when they landed.    

Above them, the man with the white sideburns and Elder You looked at each other and made the same choice.    

The two of them once again reached out their hands and held each other, using their arms to support the bridge against Yang Xiao's back and suddenly lifted him up.    

This was obviously to reduce the damage Yang Xiao would receive at the cost of his own injuries.    

Yang Xiao's fall was slowed down.    

Immediately after, the Head Elder stretched out his hands and pushed Yang Xiao up again.    

Together, these six people were more than four hundred years old.    

All of them were willing to sacrifice their lives to save Yang Xiao.    

No matter what the result was, everyone tried their best.    

Next up, he could only resign himself to fate.    

It could be imagined that if they really fell on the ground, no matter how tall they were, it wouldn't be of any use.    

Broken arms and legs, those were the lightest.    

More importantly, no one could guarantee that Yang Xiao wouldn't be harmed much during this fall.    

Trouble.    

This was a huge problem.    

However!    

At this critical moment again.    

A mischievous exclamation reached everyone's ears.    

"Holy sh * t, what's going on? Are they dumplings made out of human flesh?"    

Lee Nanfang drove the car at a high speed, but just when the whole thing was about to come to an end.    

No one else would care about this guy.    

However, it was impossible for Jinghong Ming to not care.    

The moment he saw Lee Nanfang, Jinghong Ming burst out with unprecedented speed and strength. He grabbed the kid's arm and threw him forward.    

"Lao Hu, stop Lee Nanfang!"    

Jinghong Ming shouted.    

Lee Nanfang fell onto the floor of the building.    

The pitiful him didn't even know what had happened and was thrown away by Jinghong as a human cushion.    

Why did Jinghong Ming do this?    

Of course, this was because only Lee Nanfang could resolve the situation perfectly.    

Thinking back to the time inside the Longteng Training Base.    

Jinghong Ming sprinted for a hundred meters and ferociously kicked with his foot. That kind of power could definitely kick a hole in the thick stone wall.    

But what about Lee Nanfang?    

There was nothing wrong with it. It was like Liu Ye had just scanned it once.    

Jinghong Ming would never forget something so hard to imagine for the rest of his life.    

It would not be an easy thing to have this fellow act as a human cushion for others.    

Of course, if Jinghong Ming was wrong, Lee Nanfang would be killed.    

That — I'm sorry.    

At the very least, one of them could be saved.    

Hu Mietang and Jinghong Ming had been comrade-in-arms for dozens of years. The tacit understanding between them was unimaginable to most people.    

Hu Mietang, who fell from the high ground as if resigned to his fate, didn't think too much after hearing Jinghong Ming's shout.    

Don't even mention Jinghong, even if he stepped on a mine, he definitely wouldn't step on Lee Nanfang.    

With great trust in Jinghong Ming, Lao Hu instantly stretched his body, locked his eyes onto Lee Nanfang's chest, and stepped on it.    

A four meter long foot was instantly magnified in the center of his vision.    

Lee Nanfang was so shocked that his eyeballs nearly popped out of his eye sockets.    

Do you want me to f * cking die?    

After being stunned for a moment, he lost the chance to run for his life.    

If nothing unexpected happened, Lao Hu would definitely crush his breastbone and send him to heaven.    

Fortunately, an accident happened.    

At that moment, the Black Dragon hiding in Lee Nanfang's body sensed a huge threat to its life.    

The Black Dragon, which had been unconscious for two or three months, truly did not dare to be negligent this time.    

In a flash, it flew up and triggered the endless spiritual energy in Lee Nanfang's body.    

"Aoouuu ~ ~ ~"    

A long, dragon-like roar resounded in the sky.    

Lee Nanfang stood up straight and bent his back. Instead of retreating, he advanced forward and went toward Hu Mietang's foot.    

"BOOM!"    

A muffled sound rang out.    

Lee Nanfang didn't move at all.    

Hu Mietang, on the other hand, borrowed the cushion to form a ball and flew out horizontally.    

The impact of the fall turned into a horizontal flight.    

Without waiting for Lao Hu to land on the ground, the following Elder Fang did the same and similarly stomped towards Lee Nanfang's chest.    

"Thud."    

A second muffled explosion rang out and Elder Fang rolled to the side like a rolling gourd.    

Lee Nanfang's body shook slightly. His pair of scarlet eyes raised up along with his head and looked towards the sky.    

With a long howl, he welcomed the third descendant of the Yuan clan.    

A long howl.    

A muffled sound rang out.    

Following which, the white-haired man and Elder Yuv Qingmeiyou stepped out simultaneously.    

Lee Nanfang's straightened back did not relax in the slightest.    

After that, the Grand Elder's foot lightly tapped on the air, and he twisted his body to retreat.    

Six people, six rarely seen experts, had encountered difficulties that were difficult for them to solve. However, with the help of Lee Nanfang, they had unexpectedly resolved all the crises.    

It was also at this moment that Yang Xiao fell.    

Lee Nanfang, who had already lost his mind, did not care at all and directly caught Yang Xiao's body with his hands.    

An unimaginable impact landed on Lee Nanfang's arm.    

He retracted both his hands, turning the descending force into a horizontal strike that was pulled into his arms.    

One step, two steps --    

Lee Nanfang backed out more than a dozen steps and his back bumped into the police car, creating a huge dent.    

Silence!    

A deathly silence.    

Everyone looked at Lee Nanfang, who had sunk into the car, and their minds went blank.    

Was he even human?    

How did he do it?    

He could actually still stand even after saving seven or eight lives in one go.    

For a full minute, no sound could be heard from the surroundings.    

At some point in time, it was unknown who was the benevolent and righteous person as he raised his trembling hands and slowly clapped them together.    

"Pah!"    

"Pa, pa …"    

After a long period of silence, there came a series of thunderous applause.    

Countless hot-blooded people looked at Lee Nanfang and gave him their most sincere respect.    

"Hero!"    

"Hero, hero!"    

The voice of the masses was the greatest.    

That's right, at this moment, Lee Nanfang was a hero. He had done something that no one could do.    

He used his flesh and blood to save eight lives.    

This wasn't a hero.    

What is it?    

Cheers, shouts, and the excitement of the crowd.    

Especially those reporters who were the closest to him. They wished that they could kill themselves and reopen the police station to interview this hero.    

However, under such a passionate and joyous situation.    

Lee Nanfang suddenly raised his head. His blood-red eyes stared straight in front of him as he screamed, "Shut up!"    

The cheers of the close to ten thousand people in the surroundings actually could not exceed the voice of one person.    

Everyone was stunned.    

The hero in their hearts had actually become as terrifying as a demon at this moment.    

There was an instant of silence.    

No one dared to breathe out, afraid that this hero would turn into a demon and suddenly charge towards them and tear them into pieces.    

Why did this happen?    

Of course it was because the Black Dragon was angry.    

I was sleeping well and suddenly got thrown out to be a human cushion.    

Do you think what you just did was easy?    

Do you think I … No, it's me!    

I am Yang Guang, the Son of Heaven, the Supreme Emperor of the Nine Five.    

You made me want to be a human cushion for such a group of people, as if I was going to fight to the death.    

Is that what you do?    

Could he still show a little respect to the true dragon and sky son?    

Fuck your hero.    

I am the emperor, not a bullshit hero given to me by a lowly commoner like you.    

Everyone deserved to die!    

At this moment, Lee Nanfang was no longer mad.    

It was Black Dragon Yang Guang who was on the verge of going insane.    

He had had enough of all this. He really did not want to hide his feelings for Lee Nanfang and everything else that Lee Nanfang cared about.    

He wanted to kill.    

Even if the spiritual energy in Lee Nanfang's body was to make him disappear, he wouldn't care anymore.    

Worst case scenario, they would perish together.    

No one can stop my slaughter.    

"Pah!"    

Ye Zichen slapped Lee Nanfang.    

The nearly crazed Black Dragon was stunned.    

What was he doing?    

Who was so bold as to interrupt my catharsis?    

Are you fucking crazy?    

You dare to use violence against the Son of Heaven?    

Lee Nanfang, who was possessed by the Black Dragon, had bloodshot eyes and a lifeless look.    

In front of him, Hu Mietang, who looked like an expert, angrily yelled: "Trash, you can't even protect your own woman!"    

Hm?    

This scene was kind of familiar.    

Had he encountered such a situation before?    

No, no.    

What's the use of thinking about those useless things?    

[This old man dared to hit me, so he deserved to die a thousand deaths …]    

"Pah!"    

The Black Dragon was stunned yet again.    

He couldn't believe everything that was happening before him.    

After Hu Mietang sent a slap over, he quickly retreated.    

This was followed by a firm slap to the face of Elder Yuv Qingmeiyou.    

This group of damned commoners was too arrogant!