The monk whose sleeve was cut by Lu Ping said angrily: "This kid can't escape very quickly!"
The other monk obviously didn't expect that Lu Ping, who looked like he was in danger just now, was running very fast again in the blink of an eye. If he had known this, he would not have restrained himself just now, so he sneered: "Run, where can he go?"
Run, I have already sent out the message, Senior Brother Hu and Junior Brother Zeng have rushed over to intercept him on the way."
Lu Ping already had a suspicion in his mind when he saw the two Xuanling sect monks.
After a fight, Lu Ping discovered that the monk he was fighting with should have the fifth level of blood dissolution. On normal days, he would not be able to fight with him. Even if he lost, he would be sure to escape.
However, there was another person who was as good as this monk next to him and was eyeing him. If he delayed for a moment, he was afraid that other monks from the Xuanling Sect who were encircling and suppressing him would also come, so Lu Ping made a quick decision and used
He grabbed a water escape talisman that he refined and fled to the north.
To the south was the territory of the Xuanling Sect, and there were monks chasing and blocking him behind and in front of him. He had no choice but to escape to the north, even though the future in the north was probably uncertain.
This water escape talisman can last for about half a stick of incense. However, just after Lu Ping escaped dozens of miles, he suddenly felt a sword light coming towards him, and a voice chuckled: "Where to escape, come out!"
Lu Ping's water escape was interrupted, and he jumped up from the sea. In front of him was a Xuanling sect monk who was bleeding fourth-level monks. Not far from this monk, another Xuanling sect monk had a faceless face.
Looking at Lu Ping with an expression on his face, Lu Ping's spiritual consciousness probed over and was immediately blocked by a more powerful spiritual consciousness. Lu Ping was shocked and knew that this was a monk who was more terrifying than the monk in front of him.
The white-faced monk in front of him was very young, similar to Lu Ping, but his cultivation at the fourth level of hemolysis clearly told Lu Ping that he was a genius!
The white-faced monk obviously regarded Lu Ping as an opponent in sword practice. As soon as he struck out, he used a set of "Eighteen Swords of Romance and Joy". Every sword he used was graceful, yet extremely fast, going straight to the person's vital points.
It's as if the breeze is swirling in the air, making it impossible to figure out, but it is everywhere.
The cheerful sword style waved in the air and caused a light wind howl, as if a happy elf was singing an ethereal song in the sky. The breeze from the sky gathered around his sword style. This is the "power" of the wind sword technique.
realm.
Lu Ping had a solemn look on his face. This was the first time Lu Ping fought against a monk in the hemolytic stage who had understood the realm of "power". Lu Ping raised a pair of wild goose feather knives and used the "Shocking Waves Slamming the Shore Sword Technique" to fight against the white-faced monk.
Fighting. The layers of knife waves are like the waves of the sea.
Although wind is everywhere and water is pervasive, the two are actually at a stalemate at this moment.
The white-faced monk's eyes lit up when Lu Ping used the "Shock Wave Sword Technique". He didn't expect that he would meet a monk who also understood "potential". This made the Xuanling Sect, who was originally a little less interested,
The genius monk's expression perked up, and the Xuanling sect monks behind him were also quite surprised.
After the two of them fought for seven or eight moves, the white-faced monk had the upper hand because his cultivation level was several levels higher than Lu Ping's. However, after seventy or eighty moves, the white-faced monk still had the same upper hand, and Lu Ping still had the upper hand.
He displayed his sword skills unhurriedly.
At this time, the white-faced monk realized that this little monk at the blood-dissolving level of the True Spirit Sect had such profound magic power. His cultivation level was much higher than his, and he attacked with all his strength. This man was still full of energy, and he
The force of his sword is like a huge wave, layer after layer, with the back wave pushing the front wave, endlessly. While resisting his own offensive, there is also a faint counterattack force hidden in this wave of swords.
Could it be that he hasn't tried his best? The white-faced monk couldn't believe it.
At this moment, the power of Lu Ping's sword suddenly changed, as if the wind was rising on the rolling sea. The water took advantage of the wind, and the wind helped the water waves. Lu Ping's swords turned up huge waves and counterattacked towards the white-faced monk.
.
"Take advantage of the situation!"
The Xuanling Sect monk who was rushing behind the white-faced monk exclaimed. When the white-faced monk heard this exclamation, his fair jade face looked even whiter, so pale!
The situation was instantly reversed. The white-faced monk who originally had the upper hand was suddenly suppressed by the waves of knives brought by Lu Ping, leaving only the power to resist. However, the white-faced monk had a deep cultivation after all. Although he was at a disadvantage,
But it was not something Lu Ping could defeat in a short time, not to mention that there was a Xuanling Sect monk with a higher level of cultivation beside him.
At this moment, the monks from the Xuanling Sect who were raiding the formation seemed to be impatient. With a flick of the middle finger and thumb of his right hand, a ball of sea water suddenly jumped up on the sea surface, and instantly turned into a crystal clear, coldly shining triangular thorn.
It flew towards Lu Ping's throat.
The three-edged thorns were still several feet away, and Lu Ping felt a deep chill piercing his throat. Lu Ping screamed strangely, waved his hand and threw two talismans, which turned into two water shields, one in front of the other and one in the back.
In front of the land surface, he jumped into the sea water at the same time, slapped a water escape talisman on his body, and once again turned into a ball of water and fled towards the northwest.
The three-edged thorn was blocked by two water shields. After shattering the two water shields, Lu Ping had already fled. The white-faced monk lost the sword fight and was irritable. He said viciously: "What a cunning boy, just
Will you escape?"
The cold monk on the side glanced at him and said: "If you hadn't insisted on fighting with him first, how could you have let him escape from this place alive! But he couldn't run far. Senior Brother Pang has already chased him. With Senior Brother Pang,
With his cultivation and speed in the late stage of hemolysis, no matter how many water escape talismans this guy has, it will be in vain."
When the white-faced monk heard what the cold monk said, his irritability suddenly calmed down a lot, and he said: "That's true!"
Lu Ping didn't know at this time that the biggest test of his pursuit was already waiting for him halfway.
Lu Ping seemed to have made some progress in the sword fight with the white-faced monk, but for a moment he forgot to escape and was immersed in the comprehension of sword skills. It was not until the cold monk on the side took action that Lu Ping was shocked and fled quickly. If not
This time the other party is asking for help. Even if he can escape, he will still have to shed his skin!
A momentum suddenly erupted in front of Lu Ping, and the sea water seemed to suddenly solidify in front of the land surface. Lu Ping had no choice but to interrupt his water escape again and jump out of the sea.
However, he saw a monk from the Xuanling Sect standing in front of him with his hands behind his back. This monk had a bit of surprise in his eyes, as if he was guessing how Lu Ping, with his first level of blood-melting cultivation, could successfully escape despite the obstruction of his four junior brothers.
out.
Lu Ping only had horror in his eyes at this time. As far as his consciousness could reach, a straight stream of energy shot straight into the sky above the monk's head.
The spirit is full of smoke!
This is the energy smoke that only monks in the late stage of hemolysis can condense their huge blood spiritual power into!
At this moment, Lu Ping seems to be doomed!
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Fourth update, thank you for your support, I still have the audacity to ask for everything!!!