Chapter 197： Psychic sword

On the distant sea, a pale and terrifying young man in his twenties was standing on the back of a huge sea turtle. Three sea snakes with a length of more than ten feet were playing around the turtle, while the long letters in his mouth continued to expand and contract. , "Sizzling", as if reporting something to the young man on the turtle's back.

With a long cry, the blue luan bird swooped down towards the young man, his body getting smaller and smaller, and when it finally landed on the young man's shoulder, it was only one foot long.

The Qingluan bird that landed on Lu Ping's shoulder "tweeted" several times, Lu Ping's face was sneered, and he said, "Sure enough, there are ghosts, so come quickly!"

The place where Lu Ping is now is exactly what Yuan Zhan said that Hu Lili and Leng Qian and the others were separated, not too far away from the Yaozu sea area.

Hu Lili had always planned and acted and never did anything uncertain. If Hu Lili voluntarily led away from the monster beasts as Yuan Zhan said, then she would definitely have a way to get out. Lu Ping never thought that Hu Lili would fall.

Except for Dabao, all of Lu Ping's spirit pets were released for them to inquire about the news. The three spirits wandered in the waters of the monster race all day, but it was a monster in the middle and late stages of hemolysis, and I didn't see it. I encountered a few monsters in the early stage of hemolysis. Although the spirit was open, the communication was still ignorant, but it was useless. Information.

What made Lu Ping's worries about was the hemolytic mid- to late-stage monsters that suddenly disappeared in the monster sea area.

Lu Ping waved his hand and collected all the spirit pets into the spirit beast bag. The sea water under his feet immediately overflowed along his body. After a while, a water man was formed on the sea, and then the water man suddenly collapsed, a scattered water column. Splashes of water splashed on the surface of the sea, but Lu Ping was nowhere to be seen.

After a while, a monk with a rather vague stature suddenly swept over the sea nearby, as if he had noticed something, he stopped to spread out his spiritual consciousness, and after careful investigation, he finally found nothing and shook himself mockingly. Shaking his head, he headed northeast.

And behind this monk, on the seabed more than a hundred feet away, an undercurrent was trailing in the direction of the monk in a whirlpool.

Although this "invisible sword tactic" has improved Lu Ping's own stealth skills a lot under Lu Ping's reference, Lu Ping still dare not care, relying on his spiritual knowledge far surpassing monks of the same rank, it is more than a hundred feet away. The bottom of the sea followed this suspicious monk in a distance.

At this time, Lu Ping was like a fish swimming in the sea, like a wandering child returning to his mother’s embrace. Lu Ping suddenly remembered that in the seven-star sky that day, Jinli Zhenren’s six hundred paths were full of spiritual sword light, and When he retreated, a big fish made up of sword light was vivid.

If Lu Ping had an understanding in his heart, he stretched out his hand and pointed out that a sea of ​​water condensed into a water sword. The essence of this water sword was no different from the surrounding sea water. It also floated with the rippling sea water, but Lu Ping actually passed it. This water sword grasped the melody of the sea's undulations. The water sword seemed to have life in an instant, soluble in sea water, but different from sea water.

Lu Ping was overjoyed. This was "sword light psychic". He didn't expect that he would have realized the realm of "sword light psychic" by accident.

Lu Ping shook his hand with another water sword. The water sword was still agile, as if grasping the pulse of the sea. Lu Ping shot the water sword one after another until he hit the fifty-fifth water sword. The water sword finally lost its spirituality and was in the sea. It seems out of place.

Lu Ping waved his hand and erased the other fifty-four water swords. Although he was still far from Jin Li’s 648 swords and psychics, it was already a great one for him. The progress has been made.

Suppressing the joy brought by the advancement of swordsmanship, when Lu Ping looked up, there was no trace of a monk who had just been indistinct in the air. Lu Ping gave a wry smile and slowly surfaced: Did he think he was wrong?

"Your Excellency is really good at being with you for such a long time. If you hadn't been so powerful and missed your deeds, I am afraid that you would have been followed by someone!"

Lu Ping turned to guard, and looked at the speaker, who was the monk he had followed before?

I don't know what method this person used. When Lu Ping surfaced, he concealed his deeds without being noticed by Lu Ping.

Lu Ping gave a wry smile, knowing that it was because he had just fallen into a state of enlightenment. Although he understood the realm of "sword light psychic", but because he was addicted to the practice of swordsmanship, he forgot to cover it and was discovered by the monk.

Lu Ping's heart moved. He didn't immediately tear his face to the monk, but instead said in a condensed voice, "What did you do here again?"

"Are you a cultivator of the True Spirit School?" The man asked in a deep voice, and his vague figure took two steps back. Lu Ping knew that his mana was surging, and he was on guard.

Lu Ping was noncommittal, but said ambiguously: "My purpose is the same as yours. Aren't they all for the ‘Duobao Boy’?"

Wearing a pale mask on Lu Ping's face, he deliberately changed the voice of his speech, hiding his cultivation base on the seventh layer of hemolysis.

While Lu Ping was talking, his divine consciousness had been hovering around the monk, and he realized that when he said "Duobao Boy", the monk's mana guard was relaxed and he knew that he had not guessed wrong.

The monk still asked: "Which monk is yours? Why don't I know that yours is involved in this operation?"

Lu Ping snorted coldly, looking irritated, and said: "The idiot said that I am not the opponent of the surname Lu, and the hatred between Lao Tzu and the surname Lu is as deep as the sea. Besides, I was not the only one who dealt with him. I have to watch how he died before my eyes."

The monk laughed "haha" and suddenly realized: "Your Excellency is the younger brother Zhang Weiqing of the Xuanling School? I heard that Junior Brother Zhang had a lot of trouble with your school because of his surname Lu. A few years ago, the various factions treated the monks for sins. The True Spirit faction is the most active in chasing down this person in the buffer sea area. However, Junior Brother Zhang’s 7th-layer hemolysis cultivation is really difficult to deal with that "Duobao Boy". It is no wonder that the person does not recommend Junior Brother you to participate in this operation. ."

Lu Ping had an angry expression, but he understood many things in his heart. For a long time, Lu Ping had always believed that it was the news that Li Ziming and his son revealed to the outside world that he was hunted down by the cultivators of various factions, but he did not expect it to be with Yuan. Accounted for.

Strangely, Lu Ping had no holidays with Yuan Zhan at that time.

The monk mistakenly identified the pale monk in front of him as Zhang Weiqing of the Xuanling School. Lu Ping naturally made the mistake. When the monk invited Lu Ping to join the others, Lu Ping readily agreed.

As soon as the monk turned around, Lu Ping's Qinghan sword had already pierced the monk's back with a sword.

Although the monk believed Lu Ping's words by seven or eight points, he was not unprepared. Just as Lu Ping's sword pierced out, the monk had already opened up his bodyguard, and at the same time, the monk's fuzzy figure suddenly condensed. A white mist had already entangled towards Qing Han sword.

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