The strong light reappears, and it is even more dazzling, and even if you close your eyes, you can feel the scorching white.

In addition to the bright light, there was also a sound this time, first a muffled sound, followed by a tooth-aching creak like a glazed tile cracking, and a moment later there was a loud bang, and a violent wave of air surged out and swept across the stands, instantly overturning everyone.

The moment they fell to the ground, the temporarily blind and deaf people finally understood one thing - the first collision was not without sound, but was blocked by a barrier.

The barrier was broken, and the broken edge was quickly repaired, but the wound was too large, and the aftermath of the sword qi was raging, and it was impossible to repair it in a short period of time.

Feng Zhiping glanced at the twisted and bulging sword cage, left the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and rushed towards the entrance of the cave.

The moment he let go of the Canglang Sword, the blade began to peel off splinters, and when he leapt out of the hole, the entire sword completely collapsed, crumbling into a pile of debris like a sand tower.

At the same time that the Canglang Sword collapsed, the sword qi and the sword gang also began to collapse, and the sword cage shattered and the terrifying aftermath swept out, and the strong wind that only arrived one step ahead forced Liu Cheng and the others to cling to the wall and could not move or breathe, waiting in horror for the coming of death.

Seeing this, Guan Rong, who had escaped, couldn't bear to give up the idea of chasing Feng Zhiping immediately, and summoned his scimitar to open his five fingers towards the five people.

"Up!"

In the midst of the loud shouts, under the feet of the five people, a golden metal wall rose from the ground, steadily blocking the ensuing aftermath impact, and returned to the earth after the aftermath dissipated.

The five of them escaped death and collapsed to the ground, the fanaticism in Liu Cheng's eyes was extremely thick, and his hands were secretly clenched.

At this time, Feng Zhiping had already rushed in front of Wu Nan, and He Xing had no choice but to beckon the three of them to unsheath their swords and join forces to encircle them.

"The Son..."

He Xing still wanted to persuade, but saw Feng Zhiping grabbing his backhand and pressing down on him, and the four sword cages intertwined with swords rose from the ground to surround them.

This is the swan song of the Canglang Sword, and it is the secret hand left by Feng Zhiping early in the morning.

He Xing and the four of them were shocked, and they tried their best to stop the approach of the sword cage, which might trap Guan Rong's sword cage so easy to break, even if the power dropped, they would be difficult to beat, and in an instant, they were firmly trapped by the sword cage, and they didn't dare to move.

Without looking at the four of them, Feng Zhiping flashed through, grabbed Wu Nan and fled towards the portal, and shouted loudly at the same time.

"Let's go!"

Lao Dong had already prepared, and at the same time as Feng Zhiping succeeded, he had already begun to move closer to him, and more than a dozen figures of clinker came out to stop him halfway.

"Stop!"

The leader shouted, the long sword was unsheathed, and the finger was raised.

They are not congenital, they can't stop Feng Zhiping, and it's still okay to stop Lao Dong.

Feng Zhiping made a big fight for this person, as long as he stayed, he didn't worry about Feng Zhiping not compromising!

"Shizi, if you leave like this, we dare not guarantee his safety, please put Wu Gongzi down, I am willing to settle the matter and calm the people, and will not be investigated!"

In normal times, Feng Zhiping might be afraid of one or two, but now, he didn't even raise his eyelids.

The group of people was so indifferent that the shouter was about to threaten a few more words, but he heard a sinister laugh in his ears.

"A group of cats and dogs dare to stop me and look for death!"

Lao Dong has long been on fire, he couldn't intervene in the previous innate battle, and now, afraid of a hair?

Holding the hilt of the sword with his backhand, Lao Dong's eyes were hideous, he sneered and swung horizontally, the heavy giant sword was as fast as if there was nothing in his hand, and the first person wanted to block it, but as soon as he met someone, he vomited blood and flew away, and the rest instantly changed color, did not dare to take it hard, and retreated quickly.

Dare to go head-to-head with Lao Dong, a bunch of idiots!

Feng Zhiping sneered in his heart.

The standard of selecting apprentices in Diancang Mountain is outrageously high, that is, they are like miscellaneous servants, and they are all elites in other sects.

Lao Dong is the top one among the apprentices, if it weren't for the fact that he injured his roots in his early years, he would have been admitted to the inner door, even so he has cultivated to the quasi-congenital, which shows how strong his talent is.

And his most terrifying thing is not cultivation, but an unbelievable strange power, two strong kings in Qiaodong, one is him, and the other is Yu Daring.

Compared with Yu Daring, who has a tendon, Lao Dong not only has brute strength but also brains, he is a real man with a simple face and a black heart, this group of people thinks that they can stop him by numbers, and they don't even have a combined battle formation, they are simply looking for death!

Feng Zhiping carried Wu Nan and continued to move forward blindly, over there, Lao Dong took the lead and chased after him, a giant sword slashed into a phantom and whined wildly, a group of people tried to approach, but all of them flew out with blades without exception, and they had no choice but to retreat again and again, and delay as much as possible.

Seeing this, Lao Dong didn't break through, his footsteps stopped, and he changed to holding a sword with both hands and slashing the ground.

Bang!

A large piece of the ground that was so smooth that there was no gap was instantly missing, and the gravel splashed in the air, and before the rising momentum was exhausted, it was flown out by a few horizontal slaps, like a hidden weapon with a piercing scream.

The guards hurriedly returned to the grid, and suddenly saw a black shadow sweeping across them, and their hearts tightened.

"Retreat!"

Someone reminded loudly, and the enclosure was suddenly loosened again, Lao Dong swung his sword into the air, but he also swung it out of the air, and a short body burst out of the air, laughing and running towards Feng Zhiping.

"Chase!"

After repeated defeats and a loss of face, the leader roared and took the lead in chasing, chasing and chasing, and reluctantly stopped.

In front of the portal, Feng Zhiping held Wu Nan in one hand, and his five fingers hanging down on his side with one hand were slightly spread, looking at this side expressionlessly.

Thinking about the four spiritual consciousness stage masters who had not yet broken free from the sword cage, and then looking at the seemingly empty hand, they were stunned in their hearts, and they really didn't dare to approach.

"I'm here!" Lao Dong walked up to Feng Zhiping and smiled, but didn't get a response, looked at the familiar but unfamiliar face strangely, and muttered a few words in his heart, but didn't care much. A must-read book

"I'm advanced. Lao Dong said with a smile, and he was going to enter after speaking.

Feng Zhiping stretched out his hand to block it and motioned to Wu Nan: "No, try him." ”

Lao Dong's mind He understands that the portal is Wushuang Pavilion, convenient and magical, but it is also very dangerous, now in this situation, who knows if Wushuang Pavilion will trap or kill them inside, and finally escape here, don't capsize in the gutter.

"What do you want to do?!"

Wu Nan saw Feng Zhiping grab one of his hands and send it to the door, he was terrified, and desperately retracted, but where could he earn it?

"Don't, don't! I'm wrong, I'll give you whatever you want, don't kill me! Huh?"

The screaming stopped abruptly, and Wu Nan was stunned when he looked at his unharmed hands, and was so overjoyed that he didn't even notice that his crotch was wet.

"Grab him and go together. Feng Zhi said flatly.

Lao Dong understood, grabbed Wu Nan's hand, thought about it, and was not at ease, so he directly hugged one arm, turned his head and smiled "gently".

"Young master, the grass people will help you with a ride. ”

Wu Nan was more disgusting than eating a dead child, he didn't dare to struggle, he didn't dare to show his dissatisfaction, he pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly and lowered his head.

"Let's go. ”

Feng Zhiping raised his feet and walked into the portal, and just as one foot entered, he suddenly heard a crisp bell sound in his ears.

Jingle ~~

The bell sound is not harsh, very ethereal and very good, hearing this sound, the whole person seems to have been washed again, the resentment and anger all over the body are wiped out, the heart is extremely quiet, and I can't help but want to sink.

Feng Zhiping stayed in place, and the clay sculpture maintained the movement of walking.

"Uneven?"

Lao Dong realized that something was wrong, called out, but did not react, his face changed greatly, and he suddenly looked behind him.

Guan Rong didn't know when he appeared behind him, standing twenty steps away, his left hand flat on his chest, and his right hand holding a palm-sized delicate copper bell hanging on the palm of his hand, his face was solemn, concentrated, and his eyes were fixed on Feng Zhiping.

Damn, Lingbao, Lingbao of the Phantom Sound Class!

Lao Dong instantly understood what was going on, and he cried out in his heart.

Lingbao is a kind of treasure blade, because it is a certain utensil, such as a bell, guqin, mirror, etc., not in the form of a blade, so it is distinguished and called Lingbao.

The effectiveness of human-level spiritual treasures is not high, because of the weak lethality, it is mostly used as an auxiliary means of defense, and because of its high price, it is not popular, and only a small number of warriors with rich wealth can see it.

At the ground level, because of the abundant spiritual power and the unusually prominent spiritual bias, under the urging of the innate masters, the power of the spiritual treasure began to produce earth-shaking changes, and all kinds of magical and unbelievable effects appeared, some of which were even more terrifying than the treasure blade.

Among them, illusion is the most dangerous type, different from the five elements, wind and thunder and other substantive attack methods, illusion affects the human spirit, and the mental trauma caused by it is difficult to heal.

And the most disgusting thing about illusion is that it is difficult for others to help, unless you are proficient in the illusion, or have enough strength to protect the mind of the sorcerer, forcibly waking the sorcerer will only make him injured, or even killed.

However, it is difficult to get started with illusion, and it is even more difficult to be proficient, unlike other martial arts, the qualifications are not strong enough to practice, and it is not at all that diligence and perseverance can make up for it, plus it takes too long, and the lethality before becoming a martial art is far inferior to martial arts, so there are very few people who practice illusions, and even if they practice, most of them are regarded as secondary subjects for amateur study, not majors.

Like those who are proficient in the illusion, the phantom spirit treasure blade is also extremely rare, and most of the common phantom treasures in the world are actually tricks, such as using fire and water mist to create phantoms, and using metal, earth, and wood to make musical instruments to create phantom sounds, which require users to have a certain degree of illusion cultivation, and the threshold for use is relatively harsh.

The real Phantom Spirit Treasure can be used even if the user does not know the illusion, and it can affect the human spirit, such as the famous mirror thousands of years ago, which is said to be able to affect the time of the recipient with the power of time.

The copper bell in front of him seems to be a phantom sound from Jin Ming at first glance, but it is not.

Lao Dong only glanced at it a few times and felt that he was in a trance, and all kinds of illusions were in front of him, he hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue and tried his best to look away before he slowly improved, but there was still an impulse in his heart, urging him to continue to look at it and look at it forever.

Phantom Treasure!

A real Phantom Treasure!

No matter which product is at the prefecture level, it is a rare treasure and a big murder weapon!

Damn, this old turtle has such a heavy treasure, where did he get it, Wushuang Pavilion is so rich?!

Lao Dong didn't know the details of Wushuang Pavilion, otherwise, he wouldn't have been so surprised.

What to do?

Lao Dong was anxious.

It is definitely not possible to forcibly wake up Feng Zhiping, and with Feng Zhiping's current cultivation, whether he can wake up or not is a matter of two words, don't save people but throw yourself in.

Attacking the old deflated three?

It's a way, but the old man's cultivation is too high, the master of the Shenzang period, to put it mildly, with the recovery power of this guy, standing still and letting him cut him may not be able to kill someone.

While Lao Dong was thinking about it, Feng Zhiping's dantian quietly changed.

The biggest feature of illusion is that it affects people's minds, and the means of influence are usually through certain inducements to trigger the negative emotions of the practitioner, in short, it is to let the practitioner defeat himself by himself.

If it was replaced by someone else, it would have become meat on the chopping board at this time, but Feng Zhiping would not.

By resonating with the sword species, he was able to enter a special state of high rationality, which made his mind clear and difficult to be swayed by emotions, and the factors that affected his emotions, that is, the seven emotions and six desires and unbearable memories of the past, were suppressed to the limit, and it can also be said that the part of the mind that was submerged in the sword seed was swallowed by the sword seed.

Yes, Lao Dong was dizzy and distracted when he looked at the copper bell, he was directly hit but did not have any distracting thoughts, only his mind was blank and thoughtless, as if he was in a state of mind, the whole person was ethereal and calm, looking like a dull wooden man.

And Guan Rong didn't know that while he affected Feng Zhiping, he also affected another thing - the sword species!