The so-called, when the enemies see each other, they are very red-eyed.

As soon as Qi Xiang saw it, he knew that it must be Lu Xiping who fought against Meng Beihe.

Just now, the environment was pitch black, and it was far away, so it was normal not to recognize it. However, the tiger roaring golden bell jar, the dragon chanting iron cloth shirt, this is Lu Xiping's stunt.

Such an obvious magic skill, once it is displayed, Qi Xiang can't recognize it, then he is really blind.

"Lu Xiping!"

At first glance, Qi Xiang's face sank, and then his figure moved, and he disappeared on the roof.

"Master ......"

Jun was stunned and stayed directly.

"What about people?"

Jun lived up to his expectations, but he couldn't find any trace of Qi Xiang at all. However, he was also sure that Qi Xiang should have sneaked into the manor over there.

"Didn't you say that you would just watch and not participate?"

Jun smiled bitterly, and did not hesitate at the moment, and ejected directly.

At the same time, a big battle between Meng Beihe and Lu Xiping was also in full swing and in full swing.

Lu Xiping's golden bell jar and iron cloth shirt have been pushed to a very high level, under the intersection of the dragon and tiger, the whole body is like a strong fortress, even if Meng Beihe's fists and feet have the power of ten thousand jun, but they can't be broken for a while.

Besides, Lu Xiping is not stupid, he naturally understands the truth that if he keeps it for a long time, he will lose, and naturally he is also planning to fight back.

His attack methods are very simple and rough enough.

That is, with absolute strength, directly crushed.

Under the protection of the dragon and tiger's golden body, he is equivalent to a hard fortress that can be moved, where do you need any variety of moves, just look at the direction of the opponent, and pounce on it to rumble and impact.

If you encounter someone who is not as strong as him, you will definitely be knocked away by him.

Even if Meng Beihe's strength is comparable to Lu Xiping, he feels that he is very difficult. If you can't break through this layer of turtle shell. No matter how much you play, there is no point.

Moreover, Meng Beihe didn't dare to use all his spare strength, he still retained a few points, and he was always raising the Xuanxiu Divine Soul in the air defense.

You must know that more than a dozen metaphysical cultivators are not vegetarians. An individual, estimated to be holding back, plans to smoke a cold knife at some point. Yin him.

With concerns, Meng Beihe was naturally at a disadvantage, and he was defeated and retreated.

Of course, no one thinks that he really lost.

Even Lu Xiping himself did not dare to be negligent, lest he capsize in the gutter. However, under the full play. His fists and feet are inevitably a little wide open and close, violent and violent.

In addition, it should be noted that Lu Xiping's attack. It's a bit simple and crude.

However, it doesn't mean that his exercises are not skillful.

Every punch he throws, every kick. All are attached to the power of the dragon and tiger, the yin and yang converge, and the strength is superimposed. It is like the tide of the sea, pushing layer by layer, and in the end, a monstrous wave is formed.

Like a tsunami, it erupted in the air. The whole estate is crumbling and could collapse at any moment.

The fight was vigorous, and he felt a burst of heartiness.

The only thing that is unpleasant is that if his attacks are like a raging storm, they are endless.

Then Meng Beihe's defensive position is like soft cotton silk, full of toughness, constantly pulling, and chaotic. Sometimes, in the cotton, there is a hidden needle, which can prick him in turn.

Therefore, under Lu Xiping's seemingly excited and crazy appearance, he is always full of vigilance, and his heart is like an ancient well, which can clearly reflect all the scenes around him.

Therefore, at this moment, Lu Xiping's heart suddenly had a strong omen, as if some danger was approaching.

In the end, he is an old man, and he made a quick decision and retreated directly.

However, it was too late.

I don't know when, a little star suddenly flashed in the sky, like a comet piercing the sky, fleeting. But when the star reappeared, it was already in front of Lu Xiping's forehead.

The stars are shining, the edge is exposed, and it is unstoppable.

A touch of death crisis suddenly locked on himself, which made Lu Xiping's heart beat wildly, and his face was calm, as if he was facing a great enemy. In an instant, he took the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt to the extreme.

A brilliant golden light immediately condensed as if it were substance.

The internal strength turned from virtual to real, and a huge golden bell was around Lu Xiping's body, floating in vain.

On the top of the golden bell, a very mysterious texture is inscribed, like a text. The words, the words are beautiful, like the bright stars in the night sky, and the bright light is gorgeous.

"Golden bell jar, tenth level!"

Meng Beihe glanced at it and was also a little shocked.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Lu Xiping's golden bell jar was only one step away from reaching the peak realm, which was the legendary point of no leakage of true body.

As for the twelfth level of the Great Perfection realm, it seems that only the founder of the Golden Bell Jar, Patriarch Bodhidharma, can cultivate it.

After Bodhidharma, for thousands of years, no one has been able to reach that point at all.

Therefore, the twelfth level is nothing more than a myth.

It is said that the twelfth level of the golden bell jar, that is the so-called sanctification of the flesh. Not only is it invulnerable, it is difficult to be injured by fire and water, and it can even be used to overcome all laws. In front of this realm, Xuan Xiu is scum, and there is no room for display at all.

Fortunately, it's just a myth, and being able to practice to the eleventh level is already a very remarkable existence.

The strength is so terrible that even Meng Beihe himself has no certainty of defeat.

Fortunately, Lu Xiping only completed the tenth level. It's just that the tenth level of the Golden Bell Jar, combined with the top stage of the iron cloth shirt, can forcefully push the Golden Bell Jar to the first level.

Eleven levels, golden bell jar!

Erupt......

In an instant, a terrifying force exploded on Lu Xiping's body, his burly body was directly raised, and the skin of his body turned into a bronze, revealing a dark golden luster.

Between the lustrous flows, the blood vessels and tendons, like fine tree fibers, wind and rise and protrude, and then on both sides of the body, forming the image of a dragon and a tiger.

Terrible......

However, what is even more terrifying is that Lu Xiping completely exploded his strength without any reservations.

That thing, it's a needle!

Meng Beihe could see it clearly, and saw that a few centimeters away from Lu Xiping's forehead, there was a slender and sharp needle.

The long needle flashed brightly, revealing the breath of crisis. Almost, just a little. If Lu Xiping is unprepared, I am afraid that he will be shot in the head and die in a mess.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs.

Lu Xiping sensed the danger and kept it out of his body.

Even if the long needle was shining and full of determination, it couldn't break through Lu Xiping's defense. Even under the resistance of the golden bell jar, the slender needle tip melted bit by bit.

In an instant, the long needle melted completely, forming a flowing mass of metallic juice.

Even so, Lu Xiping still waved his hand and slapped the metal group away, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and then scolded: "Who the hell is so despicable that he actually attacked ...... secretly"

"Insidious, too insidious, shameless!"

Lu Xiping was indignant and very angry. After all, this flying needle almost killed him.

As an upright and upright master, he likes to bully people with his strength. In his life, he hates intrigues the most, even if he goes to kill people and set fires, he does it above board, and he is not afraid of others knowing.

Therefore, when he found that someone was yin himself, he was naturally furious and angry.

"Nasty horizontal practice of kung fu."

At the same time, Qi Xiang, who was hidden in the shadows, also pouted. The golden bell jar and the iron cloth shirt are really terrible. If he didn't know the location of the cover door, even if he made a move, he wouldn't be able to break it.

However, the tenth level of the Golden Bell Jar, after all, is not truly perfect, and there must be flaws.

I just don't know, where are the flaws?

When Qi Xiang was groaning, a cloud of yin wind rushed down in the sky.

"Unlucky ......"

Qi Xiang scolded secretly, and knew that he had been discovered.

There is no way, even if his fetal breath is hidden, there are still signs of life. As long as the breath of life fluctuates, it cannot escape the search of the spirit.

In the past, he didn't have a lot of out-of-body spirits, so now, when he was discovered by Xuan Xiu in the air, he naturally didn't feel strange......

Suddenly, Qi Xiang flashed out from a dim corner. Then, with a wave of his hand, the metal fluid that flew in the air gradually evolved, turning into a slender needle again, and slammed into his clothes.

"Soldier Soul ......"

This scene, in the eyes of everyone, can be regarded as not self-admitting. Obviously, it must be Qi Xiang who attacked Lu Xiping.

"Bastard!"

Locking on the target, Lu Xiping naturally flew over, intending to blast the despicable and shameless guy with one punch.

However, his willingness was frustrated.

Because at this time, Meng Beihe remained silent, blocked it, and said in a deep voice: "Your opponent is my ......"

“…… Hum! ”

Lu Xiping was blocked, and he gritted his teeth a little. However, no matter how angry he was in his heart, he also knew that Meng Beihe was not a soft persimmon to be manipulated by him, if he dared to be distracted, it was very difficult to say who would kill the deer.

In desperation, he had to yell into the sky: "You guys, don't watch the excitement." The guy over there, who was their helper, hurried to kill him......"

His offside position was transcendent, and with an order, the Xuan Xiu Divine Soul in the sky also moved.

"Hoo ......"

As soon as the wind swept up, the temperature around him immediately cooled down.

A gloomy and cold aura spread in the air, just like the rime in the forest in the middle of winter, with icy thorns, falling from the sky......

"Master, be careful!"

At this moment, Jun did not live up to it, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a touch of snow-white brilliance was like a long flowing water, endless, dense like a curtain.

Jun's sword is not fast, but it is impermeable and invulnerable. The mist pine stabbed down, and immediately under the swing of the blade, it turned into foam. But this fine foam is still cold.

After a moment's effort, Jun felt that a stream of cold cold air spread on the sword, and from his hand, it continued to pour into his body, making him cold and piercing, and there was also a bit of frost between his eyebrows......

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