How could Lu Ping still be in the mood to lament Leng Qian's magic weapon? Now he felt that the mountain was overwhelming and he was in danger. Even Lu Ping felt that the immortal leader presiding next to the ring was ready for rescue.
In desperation, Lu Ping raised the bronze mirror, a magic weapon, and input his spiritual power into it as if for free. He shot two high-grade blood talismans and struck them at Leng Qian, intending to cause an obstacle to Leng Qian.
"when"
"Puff"
After several loud noises, Lu Ping's bronze mirror was almost knocked away by the hammer, and Lu Ping himself seemed to have been hit in the chest by a heavy object and retreated to the edge of the ring.
Fortunately, Lu Ping attracted Leng Qian's attention after taking pictures of several talismans. For a moment, Leng Qian's second attack failed to connect. Otherwise, Lu Ping would have been knocked off the ring even if he could catch it.
When he looked up, Lu Ping was finally out of breath. He saw a shield-shaped magic weapon floating in front of Leng Qian, blocking out the magic spells that he had taken out of the blood talismans.
Sure enough, it was a dual magical weapon. Although Lu Ping had long thought that Leng Qian would have dual magical weapons, there was a trace of luck before the idea was confirmed.
Lu Ping's long-term fighting depleted his body's spiritual power. Unfortunately, he was not allowed to take pills to restore his spiritual power during the fighting. Otherwise, he could have used magic weapons to fight her.
Lu Ping saw that his attack was ineffective, so he concentrated on inputting the remaining spiritual power into the bronze mirror to block Leng Qian's magic weapon attack.
"when"
After another sound, Lu Ping blocked Leng Qian's attack again. At the same time, the blood in his body flowed rapidly, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy to replenish the spiritual power in his blood. Although it was a drop in the bucket, it was better than nothing.
When Leng Qian saw that Lu Ping no longer attacked and was only defending with magic weapons, she immediately swung her sword and charged at Lu Ping again. Lu Ping screamed in pain and hid aside in embarrassment.
For a moment, the hammer from the sky kept hitting downwards, and Lu Ping dodged left and right under Leng Qian's sword, looking like a ground rat, extremely embarrassed.
Everyone outside the field burst into laughter at first, but it was obvious that Lu Ping blocked Leng Qian's magic weapon attacks three times in a row, and also dodged Leng Qian's long sword attack, and the laughter gradually subsided.
Is this person really at the seventh level of blood refining?
After fighting for a long time, how can you use the magic weapon three times in a row? What a profound spiritual power!
This battle has lasted for half an hour, and more and more people have gathered under the ring. Now only Lu Ping and Leng Qian are left to compete.
Lu Ping was extremely angry now. When had he been beaten in such a mess, not to mention that the one who beat him was a beautiful woman, even in front of thousands of people.
The longer Lu Ping persisted, the more unwilling he was to fail, and the bigger the fire became. He could only speed up his blood circulation, absorb the spiritual energy outside his body, and at the same time activate every blood vessel in his body to absorb every ounce of spiritual energy in his body.
Lu Ping's heart was beating to a jaw-dropping level now.
Seeing that the fourth attack of Leng Qian's magic weapon was about to hit, the bronze mirror floating on Lu Ping's head was already crumbling. Lu Ping still did not give up, seizing the time to inject every ounce of spiritual power in his body into the bronze mirror.
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With a loud bang, the bronze mirror fell to the ground, and the hammer bounced back!
Blocked, actually blocked!
Everyone was secretly screaming in their hearts and sweating for Lu Ping. Unknowingly, everyone had been attracted by Lu Ping's strength and persistence, forgetting that most of them were originally here for Leng Qian.
Unfortunately, when the magic weapon fell to the ground, it had reached the point where its spiritual power was exhausted, and everyone sighed loudly.
"Eh!" At this moment, several surprised sounds were heard from the central arena. Everyone turned to look at the central arena, and then followed the gazes of the immortals and looked at Lu Ping.
At this time, Lu Ping's eyes widened and he looked at Leng Qian. The bronze mirror that fell on the ground trembled and slowly floated upward again.
If everyone in the audience has reached the hemolysis stage and cultivated their spiritual consciousness, they will find that a whirlpool of spiritual power has formed around Lu Ping at this time, and traces of spiritual power fly from all around and are absorbed into Lu Ping's body.
Breakthrough, breakthrough in cultivation, instant breakthrough in the battle of arts.
Lu Ping only felt that his heart beat suddenly slowed down, but every beat was strong and powerful. His blood vessels suddenly became spacious and tough, and countless capillaries extended out, sending spiritual power to various parts of the body that had not been reached before, and then absorbed it.
The spiritual energy that comes in is stored in the blood vessels, tempering the blood vessels, skin, flesh, and bones, and the dry spiritual energy in the blood vessels is gradually filled up.
Leng Qian didn't know how to describe her feelings now. She admitted that she was impressed by this man's perseverance, but he still had to lose. She had no choice, and neither did he!
The face that was already expressionless turned as cold as ice at this moment. The hammer in mid-air struck down again. Amid everyone's exclamations, the bronze mirror that had just floated up to a height of more than a foot suddenly hit the spring that was pressed to the bottom.
He jumped up high and blocked the hammer again.
Before anyone could react to the changes, a small seal flew out of Lu Ping's arms, instantly became several feet in size, and roared towards Leng Qian.
Leng Qian's expression changed. She didn't expect that Lu Ping would achieve a breakthrough in cultivation. She didn't expect that Lu Ping's counterattack would be so sharp. She didn't expect that Lu Ping had a magical weapon. At the same time, this magical weapon called "Landslide" was still so powerful.
With just one blow, her "Xuanwu Shield" was broken. At the same time, she also saw Lu Ping using "Landslide" while three high-grade blood talismans flew from his hand.
Leng Qian's mana at this time was also exhausted due to the continuous use of magic weapons, especially the blow to withstand the "Landslide", which was close to the power of a mid-grade magic weapon. Leng Qian looked a little painful, how could he be like this?
Magic weapon?
In a hurry, Leng Qian managed to send out a sword energy and shattered a talisman. The remaining two talismans were no longer able to stop Lu Ping's attack.
The presiding immortal blocked the two talismans, and Leng Qian looked at the opposite side blankly. At this time, Lu Ping fell down on the ring and began to consolidate his cultivation as if there was no one else around.
Did you lose like this?
The rabbit was rising and the falcon was falling, and it was dizzying to watch. Everyone in the audience just watched everything that happened quietly. Only then did they make a noise with a "boom". Defeat was turned into victory. This was the result!
Everyone felt that it was unexpected, but at the same time they felt that everything was reasonable and they accepted it with peace of mind. Everyone's heart was suddenly filled with pride and emotion.
Never give up, this is the fighting method, this is the mentality of the strong!
When everyone looked at the stage again, Leng Qian had already walked off the stage sadly, and "whoosh" several figures came onto the stage. It was Yao Yong, Du Feng, and Shi Lingling. The three of them formed horns with each other and surrounded Lu Ping.
When everyone raised their heads to protect the law, they realized that at some point, Liu Xianchang was already standing above the ring.
In the central arena, Master Xuanyong said with emotion: "If my disciples have such spirit, why worry about the sect not being prosperous!"
Xuan Suzhen next to him said: "That girl is also insisting, not bad!"
Xuance said: "There were dozens of fights in two days, and these two are not the only ones that are good!"
The three of them looked at each other and laughed "haha"!