Lu Ping had no time to think about how Jin Li Zhenren discovered his identity at this time, the magnificent sword light had already slashed towards the top of Lu Ping's head, Lu Ping had to stop and concentrate on resisting.
The damn divine thoughts were locked, and Lu Ping had nowhere to hide.
"It's too bullying!"
A shout came, it was Wang Hua Zhenren before, obviously for Jin Li Zhenren to have time to attack a blood-dissolving monk during the fight with him, Wang Hua Zhenren felt extremely despised.
I saw that in the sky that had been stirred up over the island, a ring of fire was peeled off again, and the huge sword qi sent out towards Jin Li Zhenren was a set, and the entire sword qi was like a prey entangled in a python, suddenly shattered, turning into 1,296 sword lights, still like a swarm of bees, and pricked towards Lu Ping.
Unexpectedly, in the past two years, Jinli Zhenren's swordsmanship has gone one step further and has reached the highest level of "practicing swordsmanship", and the magnificent sword light just now can also be seen that Jinli Zhenren has even entered the hall in "practicing swordsmanship", but he was crushed by Wang Hua Zhenren with a ring of fire that barely unites the sword light.
Facing the overwhelming sword light, Lu Ping sacrificed the Qinghan Sword in the air and performed the "Wave Slapping Sword Technique", differentiating the Qinghan Sword into three hundred and twenty-four sword lights, led by eighty-one of them, barely arranged in a nine-palace formation, a total of nine sword formations surrounded Lu Ping.
The two torrents of swordsmanship collided with each other, stirring up the sky full of sword light stars, and the piercing sound of gold and iron even in the ears of the monks made their teeth sore and swollen.
Lu Ping's nine sword formations were instantly shattered, and the Qing Han sword whined and flew back into Lu Ping's hands.
Although the torrent of Jin Li Zhenren's swordsmanship was offset by Lu Ping's leisure and labor, he did not stop his progress at all.
Lu Ping flew backwards as hard as he could, the "cloudy sky" was already overwhelmed, the Ten Thousand Poison Meteor Yuan Gang broke in response, and the torrent of swordsmanship was finally cut in half, and it was about to hit Lu Ping.
At this moment, a pestle about a foot long suddenly flew out of Lu Ping's hand, swelled into a giant pestle ten feet long in the sky, and smashed into the remaining torrent of sword light.
"Hey!" This time it was Wang Hua Zhenren, obviously Lu Ping was able to use the magic weapon to surprise him!
Once again, the sword light splashed, and there were only more than two hundred sword lights left in the torrent of swordsmanship, but these were more than two hundred flying swords that had achieved magic weapons, and the psychic sword light emitted by the forging pill real person, and at this time, Lu Ping had no time to use the magic weapon again.
A stream of running water rushed out of the crystal glass bowl, forming a vortex in front of Lu Ping, but only thirty-six sword lights were dissolved before being crushed.
Lu Ping responded calmly, and spilled out more than a dozen medium and low-level magic weapons with a wave of his hand, and in the chaotic sound of "jingle", dozens of sword lights were shattered, but most of these dozen magic weapons were also scarred and difficult to use again.
The remaining more than a hundred sword lights finally stirred Lu Ping to pieces and splashed everywhere, but what was splashed was not blood, but water!
"The Secret of Hiding from the Sky"
Lu Ping used a water man to deceive dozens of sword lights, once again buying time for himself, the remaining sword light was no longer worth worrying about, the Qing Han sword was reluctantly sacrificed, and the protective qi was also supported again, although the original golden color was a little dull.
Lu Ping secretly put the protective talisman treasure in his left hand that had two remaining opportunities to use it back into the storage ring, stretched out his hand to recall the Qinghan sword, turned his head and fled towards the nameless island.
Jin Li Zhenren wanted to stop him again, but Wang Hua Zhenren had already expected him to do this, so he suddenly increased the intensity of his counterattack and beat Jin Li Zhenren in a hurry, so he had to let Lu Ping leave.
Lu Ping didn't know why Wang Hua Zhenren would help him resist Jin Li Zhenren, but after thinking about it, he suddenly understood that this Wang Hua Zhenren probably regarded himself as a person from the Crystal Palace.
In fact, this is the case, and Wang Hua Zhenren didn't have time to think about it in the middle of the fight at that time, and he didn't know the monks of the Crystal Palace, he only knew that his nephew and the monks of the Crystal Palace had come to the island, so he could only think about it.
If that person happens to be a proud disciple of Master Kunshan, then the Wang family's plan to join the Crystal Palace will not only fail, but may even be at odds with the Crystal Palace, and Wang Hua Zhenren does not dare to gamble.
Especially after Lu Ping blocked Jin Li Zhenren's sword, Wang Hua Zhenren was even more sure that Lu Ping was a disciple of the Crystal Palace, because only a super sect like Crystal Palace could cultivate this kind of hemolytic period monk who could survive under the blow of the Dan Zhenren.
Therefore, when Jin Li Zhenren was about to make another move, Wang Hua Zhen would try his best to fight back and hold Jin Li Zhenren.
Lu Ping laughed secretly at the moment, but his feet were not slow at all, he knew that this matter could not be hidden for long, so after escaping from the island, he plunged headlong into the seawater, the seawater had a certain hindrance effect on the divine thought, Lu Ping commanded the three water currents to bind the three spirits at the bottom of the sea, and then launched the water escape technique with the three spirits, and in an instant, the three snakes disappeared.
Under a coral reef several miles away from the island, Lu Ping quietly floated up from the bottom of the sea, performed the improved technique of concealing the sky and crossing the sea with the invisible sword technique, hiding himself, and then looked at the huge fight of the two alchemist real people over the small island several miles away.
Thinking about this kind of momentum, it won't be long before other real people will be attracted here, and it seems that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.
Lu Ping was about to return to his Tingtao Island when he saw a flame-like light suddenly flying from the west of the island, rushing straight into the battle group above the trail.
Another real person, Jin Li Zhenren was miserable, Lu Ping naturally knew what it meant to have a demon real person in the area controlled by the human cultivators.
Lu Ping was about to turn around and drive the Xiangyun Dou away, but he saw a cattail fan suddenly flying from the chaotic battle group over the island behind him, flipped it twice, and the entire cattail fan turned into a screen-sized fan, and slammed it towards the place where Jin Li Zhenren was, and a bright yellow flame rushed over, and then there was a roar of Jin Li Zhenren.
This is the spiritual fire of heaven and earth!
Lu Ping looked at the bright yellow flame on the edge of the sky, and did not dare to stay for the slightest moment, and headed towards the periphery of the secret realm.
Lu Ping sneaked all the way, although he slowed down, but quietly passed through the middle layer of the secret realm, to the junction of the middle layer and the periphery, there was a miniature island here, which was Xiaguang Island among the twenty-seven islands under the jurisdiction of the three alliances, on which more than a dozen monks of the hemolytic period gathered into their own force, and the cultivation of the leader was only the eighth layer of hemolysis, but there were five sworn brothers under his command, all of whom were monks of the seventh layer of hemolysis, and the six brothers worked together, but no other forces dared to provoke easily.
Lu Ping didn't have to worry about being discovered by the monks of the three alliances and causing death, Lu Ping, who was relieved, simply landed on a coral reef, swallowed a revival pill, and began to recover the mana in his body with the spirit stone in his hand.
The spiritual energy in the Fallen Secret Realm was actually much stronger than the outside, just when Lu Ping had just regained his mana and was about to return to his Tingtao Island, a dazzling bloody light suddenly appeared in the sky behind him.
Blood Escape Technique!
Lu Ping immediately sensed something was wrong, and in a blink of an eye, the blood light had already fallen in front of Lu Ping, and the huge sound and strong wind pressure brought by the flight came after the blood light fell on the sea.
Lu Ping scolded secretly, looking at the person in front of him who had stopped the blood escape technique with an ominous face!
Jin Li Zhenren also looked at Lu Ping in front of him with a strange face, but at this moment Jin Li Zhenren looked much more embarrassed, his golden clothes had already been tattered, there were many burnt marks on them, some were still emitting white smoke, and his face was pale and terrifying, this was a phenomenon caused by a large amount of blood loss in his body after launching the blood escape technique, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, obviously Jin Li Zhenren suffered a lot of internal injuries.
It seems that Jinli Zhenren suffered a big loss just now under the siege of the two human race real people, and as a last resort, he launched the blood escape technique and escaped.
"Boy, the road to the enemy is narrow!" Jin Li's pale face looked hideous and terrifying.
"Hehe, it's true!" Lu Ping said with a wry smile.
"Anyway, how do you want to die?" Jin Li Zhenren looked at the young monk in front of him with a stern face, everything he had experienced after coming from the North Sea to the East China Sea, this person was the culprit, and it was really difficult to dispel the hatred in his heart even if he smashed Lu Ping's body into pieces.
"Are you sure you have the ability to kill me now? Or can you kill me before other real people arrive?" Lu Ping finally calmed himself down, looked at the real person Jin Li in front of him and asked calmly.
Jin Li Zhenren was stunned for a moment, the human monk in front of him did not show the panic he imagined, Jin Li Zhenren laughed fiercely: "Joke, what else does this real person need to worry about killing a blood-dissolving minor cultivator, do you think that this real person is seriously injured and thinks there is an opportunity?"
As soon as Jin Li Zhenren finished speaking, Lu Ping had already burst out, and the Qinghan Sword turned into countless sword lights, forming a strange dragon formed purely by sword light in the air, with a single horn made of Qinghan Sword inserted above his head, and pounced towards Jinli Zhenren, while shouting viciously: "Then you go to death!"
At this time, if you don't strike first, how long will you stay? !
The two of them were holding back a nameless fire in their hearts at this time, not to mention Jin Li Zhenren, Lu Ping was also very angry at this time because his character and luck were so poor.
Lu Ping knew that it was useless to talk more at this time, and at the moment of life and death, he couldn't do it without working hard!
Jin Li Zhenren looked at the pounced sword dragon with disdain, and sneered: "Today I will let you know the essential difference between the pill forging period and the hemolysis period monk, the injured real person is still a real person, and it will never be something that ants like you can defeat with wishful thinking."
The magic weapon flying sword in Jin Li Zhenren's hand shot and cut off Lu Ping Jianjiao's head with just one blow, saying: "This real person has been dormant in the East China Sea for two years, healing and practicing swordsmanship, although his cultivation has not increased, his swordsmanship has reached the perfect state of 'practicing swordsmanship into prosperity', and he is only one step away from achieving the true 'unity of swordsmanship', today I will let you see what real swordsmanship is!"
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