Lu Ping looked at the three monks surrounding him like horns. One of them was currently the leader and had the cultivation level of the ninth level of hemolysis, while the other two had the cultivation level of the eighth level of hemolysis.
"Boy, I heard that you are an alchemist? We don't need to say more about what to do next!" The leader said with great pride that he had the chance to win.
Lu Ping did not show the expected panic expression on his face, but smiled and said: "Ambushing an alchemist, you guys really think it's very brave."
The expressions of the three people changed when they heard this. As people who are involved in the world of cultivation, there are certain types of people that are best not to be messed with. Alchemist is one of them, because such people can usually be easily pulled away from their backs.
He has created a huge network of relationships, because no monk dares to say that he will not need an alchemist at all in his future practice career.
As Lu Ping's alchemy master, as long as he ascends and shouts, there will be hundreds of monks in the three cities alone willing to kill the three of them for Lu Ping.
The leader snorted coldly and said: "It's just a cultivation level of the seventh level of blood dissolution. If you die here today, who else can know about this?"
After hearing what the leader said, the other two people all woke up, the murderous intent on their faces became more obvious, and the greed in their eyes became more intense.
Lu Ping chuckled lightly and whistled.
The leading monk immediately felt something was wrong, and quickly said in a cold voice: "Let's take action together and destroy him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the other two people had not yet sacrificed their magic weapons. Three huge snake tails suddenly stretched out from the monk's feet on the left, sweeping towards him in three directions, slashing him vertically, and drawing them diagonally.
The monk exclaimed in surprise. He only had time to sacrifice the protective energy and magic weapon. A piece of gold brick knocked away a blue snake tail, and then was smashed into the sea water by the other two snake tails, causing a huge splash.
The waves were rolling and the water was rolling, but it calmed down after a while, leaving only a red blood stain.
The moment Sanling took action, a cry of Qingyue's name came out, and a huge wind pressure followed a giant bird that swooped down overwhelmingly.
The monk on the right reacted quickly and had already placed a high-level golden bell on his head. Lu Qin hit the bell with both claws. The golden bell swayed slightly, firmly protecting the monk under the bell. However, the monk's expression changed.
Yibai, obviously this blow was too much for him.
Lu Ping was slightly surprised. It seemed that as Chen Lian said, the defensive magic weapon could be refined into a bell. The shape of the tower could be regarded as the best among the same level of magic weapons. The power of the blue Luan bird's double claws was very powerful to Lu Ping.
You know, with her current level of cultivation at the eighth level of blood dissolution, it is not impossible for an upper-level magic weapon to be penetrated by her with one blow.
Lu Ping's lips moved slightly, and he didn't know what he said. Lu Qin chirped twice, as if he was quite dissatisfied, but still did not disobey Lu Ping's order. He flapped his wings and launched a series of wind blades, wind knives, and wind blades.
Cones, air blasts, air waves, etc. all hit the monks head and face. The attack direction was all placed on the golden light curtain hanging down by the golden bell, and no longer attacked the main body of the golden bell.
Lu Ping smiled slightly and looked at the leader in front of him.
At this time, the elder brother had completely lost the high-spirited and confident expression he had just before. He looked at the cyan flying sword floating in the air a few feet in front of him, pointing at him in the distance, and did not dare to move.
The monk pointed at the tip of the Qinghan Sword, and felt that his whole body was enveloped in it. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if it would attack the monk at any time from any direction and in any way.
The sword is in full swing!
At this moment, three blue sea spirit snakes had risen from the bottom of the sea, returning to a foot-sized green, blue, and white spirit snakes. After the three spirit snakes surfaced, they looked at the motionless leader monk who was pointed at by Lu Ping.
He turned to the other monk who was suppressed by the blue luan bird, and then as if he had discovered something happy, three spiritual snakes immediately circled on the sea and started to cheer, but their small snake bodies made people laugh.
The sea surface tens of feet nearby became turbulent, and water spray several feet high rose up.
Lu Qin naturally knew that this was the provocation of the three spirit snakes. The three spirits attacked at the same time as Lu Qin with the sixth level of blood dissolving, but they killed their opponent before Lu Qin. Naturally, they attacked Lu Qin, who was higher than them.
He still didn't solve his opponent and started laughing.
Several rapid screams suddenly came from the sky, as if to explain that the reason why he failed to deal with his opponent was because of his master's order. Then there was an angry roar, and Lu Qin finally let go of his suppressed anger.
They all burst out, no longer caring about Lu Ping's instructions, the bird's beak opened, and a burst of cyan flames burst out. With the help of Lu Qin's wings, it turned into cyan fireballs and flew towards the monk's golden bell.
The moment the golden light curtain exploded, the cyan flames immediately engulfed the entire golden clock, burning the golden light curtain to a "chirping" sound, and the golden luster on the surface of the golden clock became darker and darker.
"careful!"
The leading monk ignored the danger of Lu Ping's Qinghan sword and shouted quickly.
However, the monk who was wrapped in flames had already lost sight of the other and could not hear his elder brother's warning.
Just when he was using all his strength to channel all the magic power in his body into the golden bell, the blue flame was suddenly suppressed and bent down. The monk looked up and saw that the huge blue luan bird had swooped down again.
The monk, who was almost out of fuel and exhausted, could no longer withstand Lu Qin's impact. The golden bell wailed and was knocked away by the blue luan bird. Lu Qin swept his left wing and the monk's head flew up.
Lu Ping did not make any move when the leader spoke to remind his younger brother, and still pointed at him with the Qinghan Sword.
The leader's face was covered with sweat at this time, and he was obviously on the verge of collapse.
The leader brother could no longer bear the suffocating sword intent, so he stopped resisting and asked in a harsh voice: "Who are you?"
Lu Ping smiled slightly, and the Qinghan Sword hung above the head of the leader. The leader's face twitched, and it was obvious that he had nothing to do with Lu Ping's caution. At this time, Lu Ping walked forward and said: "This should be my question to you.
Bar?"
Just as Lu Ping moved forward, Qinghan Sword trembled, as if the control of Qinghan Sword was slightly weakened by Lu Ping's multitasking.
The big brother above him suddenly got angry. A bow appeared in his hand, and he quickly drew it to full length. He shot an arrow at Lu Ping, then hung a mirror above his head, ignored the Qinghan Sword in the sky, turned around and flew away.
Lu Ping seemed to have been prepared for this, but the bow and arrow magic weapon of the leader was beyond Lu Ping's expectation. A stream of clear water flew out of the crystal glazed bowl, forming a water shield in front of Lu Ping, but it was condensed by this magic weapon.
The completed arrow penetrated through the hole, and was finally stopped by "Yin Tian".
At this time, the monk had already run dozens of feet away. Lu Ping was not in a hurry. The Qinghan sword roared, forming a line of hundreds of sword lights in the sky. He instantly caught up with the monk and headed towards his rear.
Cut from the back.
The monk seemed to be quite confident in his magic weapon and still accelerated his flight.
Just when the Qinghan sword was about to strike the mirror, the golden mirror suddenly emitted a golden light and swept over the Qinghan sword. The more than three hundred sword lights were suddenly reduced by half, leaving only eighty-one psychic sword lights.
and the remaining ordinary sword light hit the golden mirror.
There was a toothache-inducing harsh sound, and the golden mirror shook, and finally blocked Lu Ping's sword light. When the Qinghan sword hit the defensive magic weapon, the fleeing monk staggered, and ran even harder.
Soon.
Lu Ping was a little surprised by the power of Jin Jing, but he still sneered: "Let's see where you are going to escape this time."
The auspicious cloud bag under his feet flashed, and he was chasing behind the monk in a moment. The Qinghan sword slashed and slashed away again.
This time the golden mirror flashed a golden light again, but it only cut off dozens of sword lights. The sword light of Qinghan sword struck on the mirror surface. The golden mirror shook and was knocked away. The monk's face turned pale and he spat out.
A mouthful of blood.
The sword light continued to cut down, and he was about to kill the monk, but he saw the protective Gang Qi brilliance flashing outside the monk's body. The originally golden Gang Qi was suddenly covered with a layer of pink, and the Qinghan Sword slashed on it. Lu Ping
Suddenly, it felt like Qinghan Sword was being blocked by a layer of soft but tough things.
Lu Ping's face changed. This person's protective energy was actually integrated with the wonders of heaven and earth. Moreover, the fused heaven and earth wonders were very familiar to Lu Ping. They were exactly the flowers that monk No. 58 used to exchange with Chu Ting at the trade fair.
Evil.
Judging from the Baihua Gangqi he formed, it is obvious that the Baihuasha he fused was much more than the small group used for exchange that day, so the identity of this person should be the person sitting next to him at the underground trade that day.
Monk No. 58.
The monk took advantage of the power of Lu Ping's blow and spurted out a mouthful of blood again, which turned into a ball of golden flash and disappeared. When it reappeared, it was already nearly a hundred feet away.
Lu Ping missed both blows, and felt angry in his heart. In terms of strength, this person was probably slightly worse than the "Eighteen Generals of Beihai". However, this person had quite a few miraculous skills and secrets. This made Lu Ping
The excitement after entering the peak of hemolysis couldn't help but suffocate.
Since Lu Ping had already decided to kill him, he would not let him go so easily. He launched his Wave Riding Technique and connected with the Xiangyun Pocket, chasing him head to tail again in the blink of an eye.
The monk turned around and threw two objects. Lu Ping could see clearly that one of the objects was a green jade slip.
In this case, the only thing that can be used to escape is the talisman.
Lu Ping ignored it and took out a talisman from the storage ring to activate it. After the talisman obtained from the trade fair was activated, three golden haloes appeared out of thin air, trapping Lu Ping in the middle.
After the green talisman exploded, it turned into seventy-two green arrows, which were densely shot towards Luping.
Lu Ping's speed did not change at all, and he rushed out of the arrow rain. The three auras on his body had already been shattered, but Lu Ping was also unharmed.
At this moment, the monk's second object also flew in front of Lu Ping, exploded with a "bang", and a cloud of black mist enveloped Lu Ping.
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