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There was another piercing sound of gold and iron in the sky, the golden scale sword turned around and flew back, the psychic soft sword trembled for a while, and also lost the opportunity to attack Lu Ping again, this blow was considered equal.
Ouyang Weijian's face changed, Lu Ping's golden scale sword was actually able to grab his flying sword body, although his swordsmanship power was not the strongest after it was cast, but it was the most weird and unpredictable, making the opponent ponder, when the opponent realized that something was wrong, this sword had already hit in one blow.
What he didn't know was that Lu Ping's divine thoughts far exceeded those of the same level of monks, and now he was not inferior to the monks of the fifth or sixth layer of forging pills, and Lu Ping had the "Three Pure True Pupils" on his body, and he cooperated with each other in two strokes, but he captured the main body of the psychic soft sword at once.
It's just that the psychic software took advantage of the essence of the magic weapon after all, although it was caught by the golden scale sword and hit the main body first, but no one took advantage of it.
Ouyang Weijian's fingers changed like butterflies wearing flowers, pinching out one sword technique after another, the psychic soft sword trembled for a while, countless sword light wind blades rushed towards Lu Ping overwhelmingly, the psychic soft sword flashed away, hidden in the sword light wind blade and disappeared.
Lu Ping suddenly took a step back in the air, the golden scale sword drew a circle in the sky, it looked as if it had pierced a heavenly river, and the torrent of swordsmanship rushed towards the wind blade sword light flying all over the sky.
A shattering explosion sounded as if firecrackers were set off in the sky, and a large number of sword light wind blades and torrents of swordsmanship were annihilated in the sky at the same time.
A breeze was actually able to blow towards the surface of Lu Ping through the spiritual power riot caused by the collision of the two swordsmanship small supernatural powers, Lu Ping's eyes flashed with blue light, and the golden scale sword struck out horizontally, but it hit the air.
Lu Ping retreated rapidly, the golden scale sword suddenly turned into a pick in the process of stabbing straight in front of him, and in the crisp sound, the golden scale sword finally hit the psychic soft sword that turned into a breeze, but the soft sword was not knocked away by Lu Ping, but it suddenly bent and resolved the power coming from the golden scale sword, the sword body suddenly became thinner, the tip of the sword soared, and stabbed straight towards Lu Ping.
This time it was unexpected by Lu Ping, the golden scale sword was no longer enough to cover, while Lu Ping's figure retreated rapidly, the protective qi around him quickly supported it, protecting Lu Ping's figure in it.
Self-protection little magical powers! The water curtain is really good!
Ouyang Weijian finally forced Lu Ping to use the self-protection magical power, Ouyang Weijian smiled coldly: What about the self-protection magical power, the psychic soft sword also has the nickname "Ruyi Sword", and the best thing is to penetrate the opponent's self-protection magic power like a needle-shaped magic weapon.
The psychic soft sword stabbed on the "Water Curtain True Gang", but it was stuck halfway through, and Ouyang Weijian's cold smile suddenly froze on his face.
How is this possible? How could his little protective power have such a strong protective ability, and he could actually resist a stabbing equivalent to a needle-shaped magic weapon, although this thrust had been weakened beforehand.
The three colors of gold, blue, and blue flashed with each other, but the time apart was different, Lu Ping's body was like a world controlled by Lu Ping himself, and the psychic soft sword entered it was first corroded by the primeval essence on the sword, and then weakened the strength on the sword, and then a sticky feeling attached to the body of the soft sword, making it difficult for the psychic soft sword to make any progress.
"This person's protective ability is much stronger than that of monks of the same level, and it is no wonder that this person has never used a defensive magic weapon."
If Lu Ping knew that Ouyang Weijian had such an idea, he would probably be unable to laugh or cry, it was not that he did not use the defensive magic weapon, but that he had no protective magic weapon at all, but fortunately, Lu Ping's protective Qi had now begun to condense the fourth kind of heaven and earth wonder weak water, this was the water attribute heaven and earth wonder that Lu Ping got on his body after killing the Kun fish demon Kong Liang, it was estimated that it was prepared for the Seven Treasure Thunder Gourd, but Kong Liang's cultivation at that time was also forging the third layer of elixir, and he could not condense the fourth treasure prohibition for the Seven Treasure Thunder Gourd body, He could only leave the weak water for himself to advance to the middle stage of pill forging before condensing, but he didn't want to be cheaper than Lu Ping.
Although Lu Ping was amazed by the powerful power of the Seven Treasure Thunder Gourd, he did not intend to continue to achieve this treasure, so after Lu Ping got the weak water, the first thing he thought of was to condense the fourth water attribute of heaven and earth for his protective powers.
The psychic soft sword missed a hit, so it had to retreat quickly, how could Lu Ping give up such an opportunity to counterattack, the golden scale sword swung three times in a row in the sky, and the three sword waves rushed towards Ouyang Weijian.
Ouyang Weijian could not let Lu Ping take the lead so easily, and the psychic soft sword in the flying retreat shook his bow, and then returned to the size of an ordinary flying sword, stabbing out eighteen swords in a row in the sky, which was a sword condensed by eighteen sets of swordsmanship in the "Eighteen Swords of Merry and Happiness".
For a while, both sides abandoned their small magical powers to fight quickly, intending to fight for the first time, the waves were already caused by the wind, although Lu Ping's thousand piles of snow swords were sharp, but they were restrained by Ouyang Weijian's wind attribute swordsmanship, and they could not exert their continuous momentum.
Lu Ping's golden scale sword came out of his hand again, and the sword posture changed again, and the sword technique of Dajiang went east like a rolling torrent, rushing towards Ouyang Weijian with an indomitable momentum.
For a while, Ouyang Weijian seemed to have an illusion, as if he had incarnated into a reef in the river, intending to block the progress of the torrent, but in the end it was a mantis arm as a car, about to be submerged and enveloped by the torrent.
The monks of all factions watching the battle below, regardless of their cultivation level, all stared intently at the fighting techniques in the sky, but in private, they were multi-purpose, transmitting divine thoughts, and evaluating the swordsmanship of the two with familiar friends, inheriting transformations, facing enemies, swordsmanship flaws, etc.
After the two people in the sky gave up their powerful swordsmanship powers, although the scene of the fight was a little less thrilling, it became exciting, and the sky was full of flying wind snakes and swimming swordfish fighting each other.
Two people were in the sky, one seemed to have turned into the source of the storm, and the other seemed to be the source of all waters.
Lu Ping was a little missing the Water Shadow Sword at this time, if he had this sword in his hand, Lu Ping would have another killer move in his hand, at least the invisible sword technique Lu Ping had already been able to exert the power of the small magical powers, so as to make up for the gap between the quality of the golden scale sword and the psychic soft sword in terms of magic weapon quality.
Lu Ping just thought of the Water Shadow Sword, and his heart flashed, and he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have overlooked something.
At this moment, a huge crisis loomed over Lu Ping.
It was Ouyang Weijian's natal flying sword!
Lu Ping did not hesitate at all, the Golden Scale Sword once again evolved into a torrent of swordsmanship, but this time the torrent of swordsmanship did not impact the opponent, but formed a huge vortex around Lu Ping, which looked like a huge waterspout was formed in the sky.
The monks watching the battle all looked at Liu Tianling Ancestor who was sitting on the top, no matter how this set of swordsmanship looked, it was extremely similar to Liu Tianling Ancestor's famous great magical power waterspout before the advanced method phase.
Although Liu Tianling Ancestor is not a sword cultivator, the great magical power waterspout she successfully cultivated is indeed borrowed from the swordsmanship techniques recorded in the "Linhai Listening to the Waves".
Lu Ping turned the torrent of swordsmanship into a waterspout this time, but not to hurt the enemy, but to protect himself.
The wind blade sword light transformed by the psychic soft sword rushed towards the waterspout, intending to completely break the tornado, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, but immediately after the psychic soft sword, an invisible energy turned into a black line that seemed to be able to swallow the flowing wind flashed out, and a sound of gold and iron came out, and the black line had already broken through the waterspout in one fell swoop, and slashed towards Lu Ping who was hiding in the waterspout.
However, the broken waterspout suddenly shrank, but it turned into a cyclical torrent of swordsmanship, once again blocking the black sword light.
The black flying sword broke out of the stream, the golden scale sword was waiting for work, and collided with the body of the black flying sword, the golden scale sword flew backwards, the black flying sword was fruitless with a blow, but it created an opportunity for the psychic soft sword again.
"You really hide your strength, you can convert the torrent of swordsmanship at will, where is the battle with Li Xuanliang, after using swordsmanship magical powers, you are weak and uncontrollable, but even so, you will lose today, you are not the only one who hides your strength."
Ouyang Weijian's mind was spinning, and the psychic soft sword took advantage of the opportunity when the golden scale sword was blown away by his natal flying sword, and once again displayed a small swordsmanship supernatural power.
This kind of swordsmanship is very different from the small magical power formed by the "Eighteen Swords of Merry and Happiness", and it is obviously a new swordsmanship.
At this moment, Ouyang Weijian's natal flying sword also recovered from the collision with the golden scale sword, and sprinkled a semi-circular arc in the sky, as if it had turned into a folding fan, and suddenly slammed towards the golden scale sword that was knocked away: another kind of swordsmanship little magical power!
The two small magical powers were used by Ouyang Weijian with all their might, these two small magical powers seemed to be able to cooperate with each other, as if they were deliberately assisting each other, the two supernatural powers were combined, and the psychic soft sword and the natal flying sword were like two flowing winds chasing each other, strangling towards Lu Ping.
"Although the Eighteen Swords of Merry and Happiness are the most famous swordsmanship of this sect, my Xuanling Sect has a thousand inheritances, how can only this set of swordsmanship be able to achieve supernatural powers!"
Ouyang Weijian's heart was cold, as if he had seen that Lu Ping would inevitably be defeated by the combination of his two unexpected swordsmanship powers, which was Ouyang Weijian's real killer.
Lin Xuqing Real Man sat upright in his seat and inadvertently glanced in the direction of Liu Tianling Ancestor, with a faint smile on his lips.
Everyone watching the battle also shook their heads: "If you lose, this Lu Ping is still not as good as Ouyang Weijian after all!"
"After all, it was honed in the battle with demon cultivators, and the training between life and death is far from being comparable to immersed in penance."
"This Lu Ping is not bad, although he was defeated by Ouyang Weijian among the monks of the same rank, he was still honored despite defeat, and the swordsmanship cultivation of both sides belonged to the ranks of difficult opponents among his peers."
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Just when everyone took it for granted that Lu Ping would open his mouth to admit defeat, a strange sword roar suddenly sounded out of thin air, and a majestic sword intent rose into the sky, as if it was about to pierce the sky.
Some monks who liked to hold magic weapons and magic weapons such as flying swords in their hands as decorations suddenly found that the flying swords in their hands seemed to be uncontrollable and began to tremble violently.
Unlike those monks who didn't know why, the real people of the late stage of the Nine Gates Sect who were sitting at the top all changed their faces drastically, and Lin Xuqing real people jumped up, their faces changed, and finally looked at Liu Tianling Ancestor next to him, and still sat down angrily, but his face was already gloomy as if he was about to drip water.
The two small supernatural powers that Ouyang Weijian strangled Lu Ping seemed to be under an inexplicable coercion at this moment, as if they were about to break away from their control and disintegrate on their own.
Ouyang Weijian's expression changed, although he didn't know what Lu Ping was doing, but he knew that this influence must be Lu Ping on the opposite side being up to a ghost.
At this moment, a huge coercion came directly towards the psychic soft sword and the natal flying sword, this coercion did not come from the divine thought, but from the sword intent, from a new realm of swordsmanship, a realm that could sublimate swordsmanship.
This is the realm of great swordsmanship!
Ouyang Weijian's face turned pale, he could never have imagined that Lu Ping's swordsmanship had reached such a height that was unattainable for him.
He is using himself to hone his swordsmanship, and he is also forcing himself to use all his means to show him all his trump cards, and then at the moment when he is most confident, he uses the sharpest and invincible means to defeat himself in one fell swoop, so that he will completely fail in terms of swordsmanship and state of mind."
Ouyang Weijian instantly understood Lu Ping's thoughts, and a resentful look rushed up, and his face suddenly became a little distorted and ferocious.
Ouyang Weijian's pair of swordsmanship powers became vulnerable in front of Lu Ping's "Hai Na Bai Chuan" swordsmanship supernatural power, and the sword light and wind blades in the sky were like a milk swallow throwing into the forest, attracted by Lu Ping's "Hai Na Bai Chuan Sword Technique", and it was like a drop of water falling into the sea, and suddenly disappeared.
The psychic soft sword and the natal flying sword finally got rid of the attraction of Lu Ping's swordsmanship supernatural power, and flew back to Ouyang Weijian's side.
"This, this is a great swordsmanship!"
Among the many monks watching the battle, some finally recognized the realm of swordsmanship performed by Lu Ping.
Except for the Nine Gates Sect's Dan Forging Real Man and Liu Tianling Ancestor, the rest of the monks were all in an uproar: Lu Ping actually achieved the great magical power of swordsmanship! Only with the cultivation of the third layer of forging alchemy, he was able to achieve the great magical power of swordsmanship, which was second only to the great magical power of the thunder genus among all the great magical powers!