The rocks loosened for a while, and the stones were lifted up and fell with an uproar, and a figure got up from the pile of stones, his clothes were torn and covered in dust, it was He Ping.

Furious War was taken aback and felt a little big, although this guy looked embarrassed, it was no different from before the fight. How could he have nothing to do under his own rock-piercing attack?

How did he know that before he attacked He Ping with the Stonefall Technique, He Ping had already set himself three wooden prison spells and curled up into the wooden prison, and those stones were all smashed on the wood, so naturally he couldn't hurt He Ping. It is not the first time He Ping has used such a method, and he has long been familiar with it.

Furious War knows that peace is not hurt, but some people don't think so. When Luo Fei'er saw He Ping's appearance, her face turned pale, and her teeth were gritted.

"Brother He!"

Lofeel shouted, summoned the ultimate flying sword, and rushed towards the furious battle. If it weren't for the distance now, Luo Fei'er would have slashed down with a sword.

Now that there are so many people from the Tianyi faction at once, of course this fight can't be fought. Song Weixing stood up, thinking of prevaricating the matter in a few words. His Kunlun faction has always been strong, but he is afraid that he will not be able to reap the benefits of his current posture, so he naturally wants to suppress this matter, but the female cultivator of the Tianyi faction "Brother He" made his head buzz, and his heart was like thousands of alpacas galloping.

This female cultivator, who is obviously the leader of the Tianyi faction, must have a leg with the guy who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger!

Song Weixing secretly smiled bitterly, as the leader of the Kunlun faction, he still had to come forward. That female cultivator with a delicate face and as pure as a white flower was definitely an inner disciple, and that flying sword turned out to be the best flying sword! Song Weixing's heart was even more bitter.

Lofeel was rushing forward when a mild-mannered blue-shirted young man stopped her.

"This fairy, please stay!" Song Weixing said unhurriedly.

"Kunlun Sect Dog Thief, get out!"

Luo Fei'er was really anxious, she was worried that if she delayed for a moment, Brother He would be worried about his life.

"How can the girl scold people......?

Before Song Weixing could finish speaking, Luo Fei'er's flying sword had already been sacrificed, turning into a white streamer and stabbing straight over. Song Weixing didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly took out his sword to block, and with a ding, the two swords collided together.

Song Weixing's face changed again, just for a moment, there was already a slight crack in his top-grade magic sword.

"The girl is angry, if you have something to say, you don't have to do it!" Song Weixing said with a wry smile.

With his Song Weixing's cultivation, of course, he was not afraid of this woman in a yellow shirt, but under the continuous impact of the flying sword, even if he won in the end, I am afraid that his sword would be destroyed! This is a high-grade magic weapon, even if he is worth a lot of money, he can't just take out a high-grade magic weapon.

"Get out of the way!" this time Luo Fei'er didn't use the rolling word, but the killing intent on her face was even better.

Song Weixing was about to speak, but found that Tianyi sent another beautiful woman in white who rushed towards the battle group over there, this woman also had a frosty face, and her eyes were full of fierce killing intent. What made him even more desperate was that this woman in white, like him and the woman in yellow shirt in front of him, was an eighth-level Qi cultivator. Look at that stance, that one is also going to fight hard! Could that be his woman too? I'll go, who is this messing with!

That guy is not tall, and although his face is generally handsome, he can only be the most ordinary character among cultivators. Cultivation is only the fifth level of Qi training, are these women crazy?

No matter how he thought about it, Song Weixing didn't dare to delay, even if he blocked the woman in front of him, the wild battle was not the opponent of the woman in white at all.

"Everyone, stop! Listen to me!" Song Weixing said loudly.

The fury erected the fork and slammed it into the ground.

He Ping held the emerald green sword in his hand and sneered, he was not in a hurry to make a move, he wanted to see what Song Weixing could say.

Seeing He Ping stop here, the expressions on Luo Fei'er and Jiang Hanyue's faces finally eased a little. Luo Fei'er put away her sword and ran quickly towards He Ping. This time, Song Weixing did not stop him.

"Brother He, how are you?" Luo Fei'er grabbed He Ping's wrist, tears falling down, "Let me see, where are you injured?"

He Ping stroked Luo Fei'er's hair and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, it's all skin trauma!"

Luo Fei'er threw herself into He Ping's arms and began to cry.

The furious battle was in his eyes, and his eyeballs almost fell out. Who did he provoke? This great master of cultivation that he couldn't see was actually crying in the arms of this inconspicuous guy? He saw all the scene just now, and although the woman with a high cultivation level didn't come over to sprinkle dog food, she was obviously trying to fight with herself just now?

"Fellow Daoists of the Tianyi Sect, everyone has misunderstood! Senior Brother Crazy Battle and this Daoist friend were just having a discussion!"

Jiang Hanyue sneered: "Hmph, let's learn, then I will also cut this mad warrior fellow like this!"

Fighting wildly and almost vomiting out a mouthful of old blood, until now, he hadn't even touched a single hair of the guy opposite! The other party deliberately said that the exchange was cut, how could he not hear it?

Lofeel stopped crying and looked over to the furious battle. If his gaze could kill, Furious War felt that he might have been killed several times.

He Ping gently patted Luo Fei'er on the back to show comfort, and said to Song Weixing: "Song Daoyou is right, just now this Daoyou did say that he wanted to have a discussion with Zaixia!"

As soon as He Ping said this, everyone around him was stunned.

He Ping continued: "Everyone saw it just now, this Taoist friend attacked Xia just now, and he never fought back. The so-called exchange, of course, has a relationship. Daoyou has already attacked, isn't it time to attack?"

At that time, He Ping didn't dare to fight back, he was thinking, the other party had already saved the idea of putting him to death, of course he couldn't be polite, but killing the other party, how could he escape from the hands of so many people? Before he could think of a perfect plan, Luo Fei'er and the others had already come here.

Furious Zhan had long expected He Ping to have such a method, and he smiled.

"What are you going to do?"

"As long as Daoist friends let Zai attack three times, you can't fight back, and this matter will be revealed!" He Ping said indifferently.

"Okay, just follow the way of Daoyou!"

Crazy Zhan didn't care, he was confident that there was no problem with taking the opponent's three moves, how to say that he was also a sixth-level Qi cultivator.

He Ping nodded.

At this time, the Tianyi faction had already walked to the platform. He Ping walked to Liu Yunlong's side, hugged his fists and said, "Senior Brother Liu, can you borrow my giant axe?"

Although Liu Yunlong has some opinions on He Ping, now that he wants to fight against other sects, he naturally can't help but borrow it, and Jiang Hanyue's desperate posture has already been placed there, if he chirps crookedly, it is estimated that in the eyes of the other party, his Liu Yunlong's weight will inevitably be reduced a lot.

"Here you go!"

Liu Yunlong handed the golden giant axe to Heping, this giant axe turned out to be a high-grade magic weapon, He Pingyuan didn't expect it first.

He Ping walked up to the furious battle and raised the giant axe.

"I'm going to do it, Your Excellency is optimistic!"

"Come on!"

Furious Battle laughed and said that the giant fork was raised high. He believed that his strength was amazing, and he wanted to compete with He Ping. At this moment, Furious Zhan felt his feet tighten, and a turquoise vine had wrapped around his feet, pinning him to the ground. Hmph, is this guy still afraid to run away on his own?

"First move!"

Song Weixing walked slowly and stretched out a white finger. Luo Fei'er glared at him fiercely, but there was nothing to say, after all, the winding technique was also a means of attack.

He Ping turned a deaf ear, jumped high, and the golden giant axe slashed down.

Liu Yunlong was a little surprised, at this moment, He Ping's body actually exuded metallic spiritual power. Jiang Hanyue seemed to be a little distracted, and she remembered the scene in Jizhou City. She should have thought about it a long time ago, but she had been on the verge of life and death for a long time, and she didn't think about it. Wasn't Senior Brother He's recent performance just Mu Linggen? He was really saving that girl that day, not violating her as she imagined. But why did the girl scold him? She thought of the severed leg and the torn skirt of the iron plate, and her face turned a little red, and it would have been a mistake if she had been rescued and found that her clothes were gone.

It was because of that incident that she made a move on He Ping in the desert. Sometimes, seeing is not believing.

"Boom-"

The giant axe slashed down and slashed at the handle of the giant fork, cutting the giant fork into a V-shape. The mouth of the berserk burst open, and the giant fork flew diagonally to the ground, sparking a spark on the ground. Furious Battle opened his mouth and spurted out two mouthfuls of blood in quick succession.

Song Weixing's face changed greatly, bad, the other party was a body refiner. In this case, the frenzied battle will not be able to take the third move at all. But before he could stop it, He Ping's giant axe slashed down again.

"Poof—"

The frenzy was split in half, and the liver and sausage in his body were sprinkled all over the ground, and the two halves of the corpse were fixed by the vines and stood straight.

"Good means! I, Song Weixing, have been taught!"

Song Weixing gritted his teeth and said, at this moment he can only endure, now the strength of the other party is stronger than their Kunlun faction, if he wants to make a move, it is his Kunlun faction that suffers. This trip to the secret realm is a major event related to whether he can enter the inner door, and he must not make a mistake.

He Ping smiled lightly: "Brother Song's words are wrong! At that time, your Kunlun faction told me to get out, and I was already going to get out, but this one has to skewer me into meat skewers, I believe Brother Song won't hear it, right?"

Song Weixing snorted coldly and did not speak.

He Ping said again: "I, He Ping, have never been reckless, and I will not kill people easily, but for those who want to put me to death, I will never have a single thought!"

Song Weixing's face was calm, he looked at He Ping for more than ten seconds, nodded, and said one word: "Okay!" and turned to leave.

Song Weixing finally knew the other party's superiority, forbearing, very principled, and decisive, Song Weixing even admired the other party a little. This guy and himself should be the same kind of person, although others think that he Song Weixing is ruthless and will be revenged, but every time he makes a move, he is prepared, and even has to send it. Who knows what he really thinks in his heart? In the long way of the future, there may be another person, but I don't know if it is an enemy or a collaborator? Maybe both!