Dew ice, condensation into ice, but not being able to create water out of thin air, water sources, are fundamentally decisive for the effect of this ability.

There is no environment more conducive to the exertion of dew and ice than at this moment. Pouring rain, endless water sources, inexhaustible.

The hand of ice that Zong Zhenghao had just grabbed was discarded by him very casually, and he had such a waste of capital.

He spread his hands again, and the mist formed on his hands.

The raindrops fell, hitting his palms, and when they shattered, they became large and small ice droplets.

Zong Zhenghao maintained this posture and did not move, but the splashed ice beads flew towards Lu Ping as if they had eyes.

Some fly fast, some fly slowly, some hide behind others, and some have accidentally collided together during flight. Zong Zhenghao didn't control it carefully at all, with the backing of this heavy rain, did he still care about these details? The dense ice beads, like a silver dragon, flew straight towards Lu Ping.

"Die!" Zong Zhenghao said confidently and affirmatively.

"Who?" Lu Ping replied with a puzzled and puzzled word.

Step forward, swing your fists!

The fist passed through the rain, and the rain fell, smashed on the hand, wrist, and made a ticking sound, and the end of the fist broke through the air, and there was a sharp chirping.

This sound!

Zong Zhenghao's three spirits are connected, one of which is the spirit of Ming, and the perception of the spirit of Ming is naturally more keen. He quickly sensed the spirit of Naruto contained in Lu Ping's punch. It's not one punch, it's a lot of punches, arms, wrists. to be very fast. Very subtle amplitude vibrates constantly. It's as if the vibrations of sound travel.

Naruto's Soul is through!

The absolute sound of the spirit penetrates, and only through the realm can it be possible to have this kind of use of the power of the spirit. From the first to the sixth heaven of the perception realm, the power of courage is mostly an enhancement of the cultivator's original eyesight, hearing, and other basic elements.

At this point, Zong Zhenghao finally mastered a little bit of Lu Ping's information, but immediately after, a louder sound came.

Ice beads shattered.

It was like a punch of countless punches, and I don't know how many ice beads shattered in this instant. The sound of such a convergence is like the sound of raindrops falling one after another. In succession.

The sound is continuous, it's transmitting, it's spreading, it's breaking new ice beads!

Zong Zhenghao changed color.

You must know that every ice bead shattering is a sound, even if the time is not different, and the two voices sound together, it is still two voices. Lu Ping actually poured the spirit of Naruto into almost every shattered sound in an instant, what kind of speed was this?

Zong Zhenghao finally really understood the horror of Lu Ping.

Velocity!

It was not the speed of any movement that ordinary people saw, Zong Zhenghao sensed the speed of Lu Ping's inner speed, the speed at which the power of courage operated. This is all the external appearance of Lu Ping. Including the ability to hear comes down to the causes.

How is it possible to do this at this speed?

Zong Zhenghao is not only sure that he can't do it. In his cognition, no one has ever been able to do such a thing.

What kind of monster is this Lu Ping?

The attack did not stop, but at this time, Zong Zhenghao only thought that the rain was not heavy enough, and that the raindrops that fell on his palms were not enough and dense enough. Compared to Lu Ping's super-high-speed infusion, this rain was really too slow, too slow and too slow, so that the attacks he sent out couldn't keep up with the speed of being broken by Lu Ping.

The silver dragon formed by the ice beads is shortening, and the distance between Lu Ping and him is shrinking.

Zong Zhenghao was no longer as calm and unmoved as before, but then the rain ejected them. His hands danced rapidly, absorbing the rain falling from the air at the maximum, and creating a dense offensive at the maximum.

However, it was not enough, it was not enough, he didn't dare to do his best to do this kind of Cheng in the slightest, his attack still couldn't suppress Lu Ping, and the ice beads he shot were all broken.

More more, more fast!

Zong Zhenghao jumped up, and the splash of water that he stepped on with his feet was also used by him desperately. The chief inspector of the Imperial Supervisory Council, Zong Zhenghao, who was calm and quiet at all times, was finally forced to this point, he danced like a clown, just so that he could get more water from the sky and the earth.

Although the demeanor was ugly, it really worked, and the splash of water on the ground greatly strengthened the power of the dew ice, and the silver dragon formed by the ice beads suddenly became brighter.

But for Lu Ping, the strongest feeling is that it is noisy, it is too noisy.

He had been judging Zong Zhenghao's attacks with his Listening Spirit, and without Listening Spirit, his attack would not have been so accurate based on his speed alone.

But Zong Zhenghao's attacks were uninterrupted, a large number, and Lu Ping's hearing spirit had been in a very difficult state, and he had not been able to fully judge it, but he had finally resisted it all. But now, he needed to analyze and discern more powers, and in just a moment, Lu Ping felt that his mind had been completely messed up, and the sounds of so many powers of courage flowing together made him feel a tingling in his head.

He could no longer distinguish every sound, he could no longer distinguish any of the incoming powers of courage.

Zong Zhenghao didn't know Lu Ping's ability to listen, but the particularity of his attack forced Lu Ping's hearing to break through.

Bright ice beads flew in front of me, and the way and speed that could have been clearly judged were completely lost at this moment.

If you can't judge, then you can only punch like this.

Lu Ping raised his hand and swung his fist. You can't judge your opponent, you can only do it to the extreme. He has a lot of injuries on his body, and he can't support it for a long time, and he wins or loses, and he lives and dies here.

Lu Ping punched, punching with one mind. But the spirit of listening did not stop, and the spirit of Naruto was the only power of spirit that he could obtain from purification, and it was the most powerful. However, the way he acquired it was the rhythm he learned from Yun Chong, and this rhythm would naturally produce a listening effect......

The listening spirit is still there, but Lu Ping's mind is no longer on those voices, he only has this punch in his heart, which determines success or failure, and determines the life and death of him and Su Tang.

As long as he does not fall, he will never give up hope of survival!

Punch out!

The fist is fierce.

Lu Ping is still a few steps away from Zong Zhenghao, and if this punch wants to hit Zong Zhenghao, he has to at least get close to these steps.

What greeted him was the ice beads that flew like a silver dragon. Lu Ping rushed forward, his fist slamming into the air, the rain away, and finally, the silver dragon-like ice beads.

Ice Beads Crushed!

However, it was limited to the part that was hit by the fist, but immediately after the fist ended, like a ray, the ice beads were shattering, the rain falling into them was shattering, and even the air was shattering.

What is it?

Zong Zhenghao's eyes widened, and he saw that this shatter had instantly connected to his hands that shot out the ice beads at a faster speed than the ice beads he shot, as if someone had suddenly drawn a line like this, a broken line.

Ice beads broke, raindrops broke, and the air broke.

The connection was connected to Zong Zhenghao's hands, so his hands were also broken.

This is not the end, the shattering spread along Zong Zhenghao's hands to his arms and shoulders, up to the head, Zong Zhenghao's hair suddenly broke countless times, floating in the wind and rain; down to the feet, the rain around his feet, suddenly there were ripples in a circle, evenly rippling around, followed by a "click" sound, the ripples were destroyed, and the stone slab under Zong Zhenghao's feet was like a spider web.

"Naruto's spirit?" The ice beads that flew out of Zong Zhenghao's hand had stopped, and he stared at Lu Ping with his eyes, the only thing that could be confirmed was the power of the spirit that had spread along the way, it was the spirit of Naruto.

I'm going to go out again.................. (To be continued......)