Chapter 948： 1 cents and 1 magic

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The ancestor Lu Xuheng stamped his palm on an ice wall floating behind Yin Xuanchu, and the force passed through, Yin Xuanchu's body leaned forward, and then he was forcibly held back, a pair of frosty shorts in his hands. The sword flew out of his hand and pierced him towards the late Profound Spirit Sect Forging Pill disciple who had cooperated with ancestor Lu Xuheng to block him

The monk did not expect that Yin Xuanchu would use such a life-threatening style of play, and hurriedly got up to sacrifice the magic weapon in front of him and waved forward, trying to block this pair of short swords.

However, the left sword turned back into the void, and the right sword was raised one height, just to avoid the monk's block, but the short sword in his right hand also lost the vital point of his chest, and went straight to his shoulder.

The monk was also considered agile. Seeing that the block failed, a layer of protective gas appeared on his body, but this layer of gas was like paper paste and could not stop the penetration of the dagger.

With a cry of pain, the right sword pierced the shoulder and then retreated. The monk took the opportunity to push away, and he felt a cold air attack the heart, and half of his shoulder was frozen to no sense.

The ancestor Lu Xuheng had a feeling of anger after being humiliated for a while. This is the second time Yin Xuanchu has succeeded in changing injuries in this way. Although he was used by ancestor Lu Xuheng in his supernatural powers the previous time. , But Yin Xuanchu also took the opportunity to cut off Xu Weihong’s two fingers

At this time, Yin Xuanchu was already embarrassed by everyone in the Xuanling Sect, especially after receiving the two seals of ancestor Lu Xuheng one after another.

However, from Yin Xuanchu’s face, there was no trace of pain or anxious look. His cold face was like ice that has not melted for a long time, and this bit of coldness almost condensed into his bones.

However, the more calm and terrifying Yin Xuanchu's expression was, the more Lu Xuheng's ancestor had an urge to go crazy. This was in line with his expectation that Yin Xuanchu would be anxious, panic, afraid, and even pray. Big discrepancy

"If that's the case, then you go to die"

The ancestor Lu Xuheng was really unwilling to continue this game. Although two people had been injured, with the assistance of the other three late cultivators, the ancestor Lu Xuheng finally seized the opportunity to use the supernatural powers of space. Arriving behind Yin Xuanchu, a cyan-gold liquid oozes from his arm and gathers to form a cyan-gold liquid glove, which wraps the palm of ancestor Lu Xuheng from the bottom up.

A slender needle stretched from the right index finger of the ancestor Lu Xuheng, but in the end it was pierced towards Yin Xuanchu’s younger generation with the slightly bent finger of the ancestor Lu Xuheng. At the same time, it was printed and it had become Blue-gold palm

Snapped

There was a crisp sound. Yin Xuanchu, who had originally thought that he would not be able to hide from this palm and would die, turned around and saw Lu Xuheng's right hand wrapped in blue and golden gloves being held tightly in the palm of his bare hands. Can't break free

"Brother Lu"

Yin Xuanchu was shocked, the one who held Lu Xuheng’s hands was Lu Ping.

"Lu Xuanping?"

Lu Xuheng was taken aback. How did he appear? How could he have not noticed it beforehand, and how could he be able to block his palm by such a coincidence. He, he actually used bare hands?

This, how is this possible, this, how is this possible?

This guy can beat even a monk of the Fa-Phase period, but he can't overturn the boat in the gutter.

Thinking of this, the ancestor Lu Xuheng turned upside down with a sigh of relief, and his tone of speech softened involuntarily, no longer the previous domineering color.

"Lu Xuanping, what are you going to do?"

Lu Xuheng asked sternly, but no matter how he could see the flickering look of fear in his eyes

Lu Ping put his hand off, and the ancestor Lu Xuheng stepped back more than ten feet, and he heard Lu Ping say: "What do you say I am going to do?"

Lu Ping’s prestige is in the North Sea. He defeated the monks of the Dharma stage with the cultivation base of the alchemy period, killed the first crocodile of the Dharma stage, and killed the blood Shura. These achievements made every monk in the early stage of the Dharma stage feel a kind of Panic from the heart

"Lu Xuanping, don’t forget that the person behind you is an outcast of the True Spirit School, and even the noble ancestors of the Heavenly Spells have carried out a raid on him in Beihai. You have to protect him and you have to interact with the entire Beihai practice world. Is it an enemy?"

Lu Xuheng knew that as long as Lu Xuanping decided to take care of each other, his hard work this time would be a failure. Although he had not fought against Lu Ping, he thought he would not benefit from Lu Ping's hands, not to mention the surrounding area at this time. There are also a few disciples, if Yin Xuanchu sends out a few more severely killed, this time he really steals a chicken and can't eat a handful of rice.

But at least it must be true that Lu Xuanping’s accusation of sheltering Yin Xuanchu and pushing him to the opposite side of the entire North Sea cultivation world. If the True Spirits can be forced to succumb again and drive that Lu Xuanping out of the door wall, it will be the victory of the entire North Sea cultivation world. , The various factions in the North Sea are sure to see its success

Just when the ancestor Lu Xuheng was secretly proud of his plan, he heard Lu Ping suddenly and quietly said: "I will not be an enemy of the entire cultivation world."

Lu Xuheng's expression was stunned. What does this mean? Is he going to suppress Yin Xuanchu with his own hands and clear the door?

The ancestor Lu Xuheng immediately denied this idea: No, absolutely not. Lu Xuanping definitely thought that he had suppressed Yin Xuanchu in front of him, and then returned to the True Spirit Sect. What to do with that would be the True Spirit Sect. Up

Decided not to let Lu Xuanping take Yin Xuanchu away, otherwise the blood feuds of the Taoist Master Uncle Xuanling sent and more than a dozen pill forging disciples will not be repaid.

Thinking of this, the ancestor Lu Xuheng suddenly smiled and said: "It’s best for Master Lu Xuanping to clean up the door himself, but Yin Xuanchu’s blood feud against this faction is too deep, so please hand it over to this faction for disposal. This can also avoid the tragedy of fratricide in the same sect, or you, Master Lu Xuanping, do it yourself, with me waiting to testify, so this faction can also give an account to the entire Beihai cultivation world."

Lu Ping looked at the ancestor Lu Xuheng with a fake smile, his eyes were full of surprise, and he said coldly: "Who said I am going to clean up the door?"

The ancestor Lu Xuheng had a bad feeling in his heart, and he sullied and said, "Why, are you really going to stand on the opposite side of the entire Beihai practice world and save this evildoer?"

Lu Ping didn't know when he hovered a **** sword, and said: "How can the Beihai practice world know that I once saved Yin Xuanchu"

Only then did the ancestor Lu Xuheng suddenly realize that the person in front of him was actually paying attention to killing people, but where did he come from his self-confidence, relying on his cultivation level at the peak of the forging alchemy at this time, or is there a helper?

The ancestor Lu Xuheng swept around, but he heard Lu Ping speak again: "Don't look for it, there is no other helper."

Lu Xuheng's face sank and said, "Lu Xuanping, the old man knows that you are a genius, even the old man is not sure to defeat you, but Yin Xuanchu is also seriously injured at this time. Do you think you can keep the old man alone? When the old man returns to Beihai, you should know what the consequences will be."

"Escape? Can you escape?"

Lu Ping’s words are like yin winds penetrating the ears of ancestor Lu Xuheng

The ancestor Lu Xuheng suddenly changed his complexion and said, "Be careful."

"Ah..."

The five screams sounded almost indiscriminately, and the five late blacksmith cultivators of the Profound Spirit School who came with the ancestor Lu Xuheng, including Xu Weihong, were killed almost instantly.

Lu Xuheng’s ancestor seemed to have noticed something, but Lu Ping’s method was so fast that he could not even remind him. Legend has it that Lu Xuanping once acquired the invisible sword inheritance of the Flying Spirit School. Could this be the invisible sword magical power? ?

"You, you, how ruthless you are"

The ancestor Lu Xuheng shuddered, and his eyes were full of panic. The means to instantly kill the five late-stage Alchemist monks was no longer what ancestor Lu Xuheng could figure out.

"You, are you already in the advanced stage?"

The ancestor Lu Xuheng has not been able to see through Lu Ping’s secret technique to hide his own cultivation, and Yin Xuanchu, who is standing behind Lu Ping, is already searching for the storage artifacts on the five disciples, and then he finds a reef to sit on it. I started to practice and heal my wounds

Lu Ping seemed to be ignorant of what happened behind him, and smiled lightly: "The dead know so much what to do."

"You go to die first"

The ancestor Lu Xuheng's face was distorted, and the blue-gold liquid magic weapon in his hand suddenly turned into a flying needle all over the sky, landing and stabbing from all directions.

But Lu Ping still stood there neatly and leisurely, with a light smile on his face.

Seeing that the rain-like flying needle was about to pierce Lu Ping’s body, the ancestor Lu Xuheng finally had a hope that this flying needle was extraordinary, it would break through the breath of various monks’ bodyguards. Lu Xuanping thought that his bodyguard Qi could withstand the flying needles in the sky, so he would surely be able to suffer a big loss.

However, at this time, Lu Ping moved. He pointed slightly at the two flying swords flying around him, and countless sword lights began to evolve from the two flying swords. The 120,000 fish-like sword lights were even better than Lu Xu. The ancestor Heng's ox-hair flying needles were even denser, and Lu Ping looked like a cocoon surrounded by countless sword lights, layer after layer.

What kind of swordsmanship is this Even with the spirit treasure, how many layers of sword light can it break through?

The ancestor Lu Xuheng didn't even have to think about it. His own methods would definitely not be able to break through Lu Ping's defenses. The jokes and swordsmanship can evolve to be more detailed than flying needles.

The ancestor Lu Xuheng opened a dark door behind him, and disappeared into the darkness when he backed away.

There is no need to fight to death with that Lu Xuanping. As long as he can get rid of his entanglement and take care of his protection of Yin Xuanchu, the True Spirit Sect will inevitably be overwhelmed. Any True Spirit Sect "one immortal and one demon" will all die.

In this way, even if he is notorious for ignoring his disciples to escape alone, he is no longer the first Faxiang monk to be defeated by Lu Xuanping.

There was a continuous and crisp sound of "ding ding dong dong" behind him, and the ancestor Lu Xuheng breathed a long sigh of relief for some reason, and his whole body relaxed, only then did he realize that Lu Xuanping had put such a great pressure on himself.

Outside of the power, Old Ancestor Lu Xuheng stepped out of the void, but a demon-like greeting came from his ear: "Old Ancestor Lu, where are you going?"