The first thousand two hundred and sixty-two chapters retreat in embarrassment
Lu Ping picked out his ears in disbelief, thinking he heard wrongly, but looking at the serious look of the monk in the early stage of Dharma in front of him, Lu Ping still waved his finger, pointed at all his arrangements, and said: "Exit.
?Leave these to you?"
Lu Ping has been traveling in the Middle-earth for decades, and he has seen a lot of masters from famous sects. Even the direct descendants of many holy places have seen quite a few. These people may be arrogant, but they have never used their power to overwhelm others. Originally, Lu Ping thought
The so-called arrogant, domineering, and bullying behavior has long since been smoothed out by decades and hundreds of years of self-cultivation in the world of cultivation. However, he did not expect that he would encounter such a person today.
"Brother Lu, the Houtu Sect is a large sect in the northwest of Middle-earth. The sect has a long history and has two great monks. I heard that this time the Houtu Sect attaches great importance to the battle to encircle and suppress Mo Luo. The two great monks
One of them personally led his disciples here."
Qin Yu on the side said worriedly behind Lu Ping's back.
Houtu Sect?
Even the direct disciples of the Holy Land were always polite when meeting him, no matter they were friends or foes, they would all call him "Brother Lu". When would it be the turn of such an ordinary disciple of a large sect to be so arrogant with him?
This is to bully the people behind you, don't be too tough. It's just that how can the Houtu Sect have such great courage? It is determined that the True Spirit Sect is not as good as the Houtu Sect, and it is just a large sect and a medium-sized sect.
What?
Lu Ping smiled and said, "Okay, as long as the person in your family can be the master of the family!"
Lu Ping really didn't like the third-generation Houtu Sect disciple in front of him who was supposed to be of the same generation as him.
Li Hui is a third-generation monk in the Houtu Sect, and he is also a monk in the early stages of advancing to Dharma. In the Houtu Sect, he is naturally the direct descendant of the Eight Sutras.
He has naturally heard of the name of Beihai Sword Immortal. To be honest, if Li Hui usually met Lu Ping, she would have admired him, but there was no jealousy behind it.
Today, she finally had the support of her ancestor. The thought of being able to slap the face of this guy who was known as the number one among the three generations made Li Hui feel excited from the bottom of her heart just thinking about it, so she ran away
He came to show off his power in front of this "Water Sword Fairy", pretending to be a tiger, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him looked at him as if he were watching a monkey show, and sent him away with an understatement.
You don’t take yourself seriously at all!
Li Hui was furious, shouted loudly, and said: "It's too much to bully others!"
He reached out and rolled up a magical power and clasped it on Lu Ping's shoulder. Li Hui's five-finger mountain magical power has been practiced to the extreme, making each finger weigh as much as a giant mountain. Although Li Hui is far from reaching the point where his five fingers are as heavy as five mountains.
, but this dunk at least had the power of a mountain, and it seemed to him that a sneak attack from behind would be enough to make Lu Tianping suffer a hidden loss.
Li Hui knew that he was no match for the person in front of him. He just wanted to be able to take the lead with one move. Even though he was defeated, it would be an honor. He was already inferior in cultivation. He only needed to take one move in front of the Beihai Sea Sword Immortal.
Taking even a little advantage is enough to make him famous in the cultivation world. When the time comes, no matter how senior the Houtu Sect is, he will be the second direct disciple.
Unexpectedly, just when he was about to put his hand on Lu Ping's shoulder, a dark undercurrent suddenly surged from Lu Ping's body. It was invisible and breathless but suddenly gave him a feeling like a huge wave. Li Hui's body
He was suddenly shocked and took a step back involuntarily. The magical power that was originally clasped at Lu Ping's shoulder suddenly went blank.
However, Li Hui's Five Fingers Mountain magical power is also extraordinary. The moment he dunked into the air, his arm suddenly grew longer, and the aura hand in mid-air also chased up Lu Ping's shoulder.
However, before his hand fell again, the wave that pushed him back surged again, and the invisible huge wave once again forced Li Hui to take a step back.
But Li Hui still refused to give up. He knew that if he continued like this, he would not be slapping Beihai Sword Immortal in the face, but would be humiliating himself, and it would be in full view of the elders of his sect.
Li Hui seemed to feel that he had no choice for a moment, so he could only work hard to resolve the continuous waves that surged around Lu Ping's body. However, he wanted to resolve them, but the result was even worse.
It made him blush. Step after step, Lu Ping's invisible dark waves reached twelve consecutive peaks. Li Hui took twelve steps back until his magical Five Fingers Mountain could no longer reach Lu Ping.
In mid-air, after Li Hui of the Houtu Sect took the order to drive away Lu Ping and others, a monk in the middle stage of the Dharma phase behind the Patriarch Wushan of the Houtu Sect had no time to stop him. He could only show a wry smile before stepping forward and saying:
"Uncle Master, Beihai Lu Tianping is not an easy person!"
This uncle of mine has always ignored worldly affairs and devoted himself to cultivation, but he does not know the current situation in the cultivation world, let alone the great reputation of Beihai Lu Tianping in the cultivation world of Middle-earth.
Seeing his uncle glance at him, the second-generation monk from the Houtu Sect continued: "This Lu Tianping once fought against a great monk from the Blue Sea Spirit Snake clan in three moves without losing."
The ancestor of Wushan said "Oh", his face was expressionless, but his eyes were looking down.
The second-generation disciple paused and continued: "Following that, he defeated Ma Li, the fourth elder of the Tianma clan!"
"Huh?"
Ancestor Wushan let out a surprised sound, and his face finally changed.
The second-generation disciple's smile became even more bitter, but he continued: "Two great monks from the Five Elements Sect and one Mu Xingjuzi attacked and plotted against him. Unexpectedly, their Huangsha Hundred Refining Formation was broken, and one of them
And he retreated calmly after being injured by Lu Tianping!"
At this time, the ancestor of Wushan finally lost his composure, his face changed, and he said: "Call Li Hui back quickly!"
However, at this time, Li Hui had already broken up with Lu Ping. When everyone looked at him again, they saw Li Hui retreating on the ground and then paused, as if trying to stabilize her body. However,
Obviously, the pressure he endured far exceeded his ability to resist, and he retreated and was beaten again...
Every time, it can be seen that Li Hui tried very hard to stabilize her figure, but every time, she unfortunately had to take a step back to resolve the unparalleled power.
Li Hui's face turned red, but opposite him, Lu Ping's back was getting farther and farther away.
"That's too much!"
The ancestor of Wushan was so angry that he jumped up and disappeared from mid-air.
When Wushan Patriarch shouted this sentence, the disciples next to him blushed for a moment. Who is bullying others too much?
But at this time, the Houtu Sect naturally wanted to unite and fight against the outside world. However, the second-generation disciple in the middle stage of the Dharma Realm suddenly realized that the man on the ground had defeated several great monks. His uncle was alone.
What if you lose when you run into a match alone?
Although he was unwilling to admit it from the bottom of his heart, the second-generation disciple still felt that his uncle's strength was not necessarily higher than that of the fourth elder of the Tianma clan, let alone the two great monks of the Five Elements Sect.
"Walk!"
The second-generation disciples led everyone from the Houtu Sect to the Zhenling Sect's headquarters. Even if they couldn't fight with the larger number, if their uncle was really going to be defeated, they, the younger generation disciples, would not care about saving the face of their elders.
This time, the people from Houtu Sect who rushed to Jiuxuan Tower to participate in the battle to encircle and suppress Mo Luo were headed by Patriarch Wushan, two second-generation disciples from the middle stage of the Dharma Stage, and four monks from the early stage of the Dharma Stage came, including third-generation disciples.
Taking up three people, it can be said that more than half of the strength of the Houtu Sect's monks were sent to participate in the battle to encircle and suppress Mo Luo.
In addition, thirty or forty disciples in the Alchemy Stage were also brought out to see the world. When these people headed towards the True Spirit Sect's station together, the scene seemed majestic for a moment.
Lu Ping returned to the station and was about to further adjust the simple Five Elements Formation to strengthen the station's defense. At this moment, Lu Ping's spiritual thoughts seemed to be awakened. Just as he was about to look up, he felt a huge force falling from the sky, directly blessing Lu Ping.
Lu Ping's entire body felt as if he had suddenly carried a mountain on his back, and his feet were so weak that he almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Lu Ping's physical body was strong enough, and his reaction was fast enough. At the moment when the huge force came upon him, Lu Ping's true energy circulated all over his body, and he managed to hold up the huge force that blessed his body with his strong true energy!
Lu Ping looked up, and happened to see an old monk with a shocked face looking down at him. He saw that the old man had his hands clasped, exactly the same way as the third-generation disciple of the Houtu Sect sneakily attacked him, except that this monk in front of him
Even higher, he is an out-and-out great monk.
This can be regarded as beating up the old one. It seems that the Houtu Sect is really planning to rob it!
The true energy in Lu Ping's body directly overflowed from the body, and the protective Gang Qi turned into waves and washed upward, directly offsetting the gravity of the ancestor of Wushan. Then Lu Ping stretched out his hand and flicked it, and the thin water sword rose into the sky, and then turned into
A huge boiling wave rolled up, bringing with it the sound of boiling water. The ancestor of Wushan let out a strange roar and was thrown several feet away, feeling quite helpless for a moment.
With the Boiling Heaven Sword Technique, the sword light turned directly into rolling waves like boiling water, pushing the power of the mountain straight up into the sky.
Then Lu Ping followed the two swords and circled. The huge wave of sword light rising into the sky suddenly collapsed towards the center, and the edge formed a huge sword light circle and rose high. He was about to be pushed up in one fell swoop before he had time to adjust.
The ancestors of Wushan were surrounded by the circle, and the collapsed sword light wave in the center formed a huge sword light vortex, connected with the sword light circles rising around it, and it was a huge supreme magical sword formation.
:The Sword Art that embraces all rivers!
The ancestor of Wushan thought that he had estimated Lu Ping high enough, but in fact Lu Ping was far more powerful than he imagined!
The Patriarch of Wushan was a veteran great monk, so he naturally saw the tyranny of the swordsmanship that surrounded him at a glance, so he threw a small mountain of spiritual treasures above his head, and a khaki light hung down to protect him in the center, thinking
He had to hold on for dear life, so he knew that as long as he persisted for a moment, his disciples would come to rescue him. Since this time he had hit an iron plate, he had no choice but to give up his face.
However, Lu Ping sneered. The last thing he was afraid of was someone defending under his sword attack. The fate of Tu Gaoshan was an example.
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