Chapter Seventy-One: Change

The moment the man stepped forward, his hands raised and pinched out several seals, obscure words came out of his mouth, a faint milky white light condensed between the waves of his hands, and turned into a giant blade in the blink of an eye, a strong and powerful feeling appeared in everyone's minds, and a coercion gradually dispersed.

Qin Ping no longer despised the other party, his whole body cultivation was circulating in his body, and he was always in a state of fullness, although he was no longer his opponent in the late stage of Lichen, but he was careful to make the Ten Thousand Year Ship.

Seeing that the man wielding the giant blade in the later stage was getting closer and closer, Qin Ping's eyes shrank imperceptibly, and he had a feeling that this spell did not only exist in this state, but was forcibly made!

In the blink of an eye, the giant blade was less than three zhang away from the top of Qin Ping's head, and when everyone was stunned, the later man raised the giant blade and slashed towards the top of Qin Ping's head, his eyes were bloodthirsty and his eyes were hideous.

At this moment, Qin Ping raised his head, his eyes showed enlightenment, he was a smart child, he had been hunting with his father since he was a child, and he also liked to think, just now, he knew where his feeling came from.

"Forcibly changing its state, although the attack power has increased a lot, but it lacks some agility, so this move is useless to me!" Qin Ping's expression was calm, and he didn't look at the giant blade that was about to fall on top of his head, but stared at the voice of the man in the later stage slowly, as if the giant blade with infinite power was useless to him, as he said.

Qin Ping's words may not be understood by others, but when they fell into the ears of the man in the later stage, they turned into tens of millions of thunderbolts, which made his mind roar, and his face turned pale, the spell he was performing was taught to him by his master, and it was said that he had the unfathomable power of ghosts and gods, and he was not cultivating enough at the moment, he could not exert all of it, not even a little bit, he could only forcibly change his state, so that the consumption of spiritual power could reach the minimum, and he could barely use it.

For many years, he has been concentrating on cultivating this technique, and he does not even reveal it in front of outsiders, this is his secret, but at this time, it is because the time is urgent, and he needs to fight quickly, otherwise he will definitely not use it until the last moment, but he never expected that Qin Ping would see the clues as soon as he used it, and his heart was even more jealous of Qin Ping.

The right hand raised by the late man paused, and the giant blade that was about to fall also stopped in mid-air, and at this moment it seemed that the whole world was frozen, leaving only the eyes of the late man who seemed to be rolling in thought.

Suddenly, the face of the man in the later stage reappeared, and the giant blade on his right hand fell with a more ferocious attack, and he roared in his mouth: "Ridiculous, how can a monk in the middle stage of the dust see the mystery of this technique, it is just alarmist, wait for me to kill you!", he was extremely unbelieving in his heart, he had never seen the difference with his cultivation in the later stage, and he never believed that Qin Ping could see it.

"Since you don't believe it, then ......" Before Qin Ping finished speaking, he suddenly waved the long sword in his right hand and stabbed at the falling giant blade.

The giant blade fell in a vertical split, looking domineering, but Qin Ping was wielding a long sword and constantly changing direction, but the giant blade could not be locked, and at this moment, the "Shadow Nine Steps" technique in Qin Ping's body suddenly worked, and a feeling of extreme improvement rippled in his heart.

Qin Ping walked briskly, and at the same time his right hand kept changing the direction of the long sword, under such a strange pace, the man in the later stage gradually couldn't parry, he also realized the lack of agility of the giant blade in his hand at this moment, but he still didn't believe it in his heart, and he used all his strength to slash towards Qin Ping, but none of them hit.

Qin Ping sneered in his heart, and secretly said that the man in this later stage had lost his concentration, and the victory and defeat had been divided!

Suddenly, Qin Ping no longer dodged, three steps turned into one step, and in an instant, he approached the man in the late stage, and the long sword stabbed towards the giant blade, and the tip of the sword immediately collided with the blade, bursting out with a huge impact, blowing the clothes of the two, and making a crackling sound.

In the later stage, the man was overjoyed, he was worried that he would not be able to hit, but Qin Ping took the initiative to send it to the door, smiling fiercely, he worked harder to input his spiritual power, seeing that Qin Ping's long sword was about to be defeated, but his eyes shrank sharply.

I saw that Qin Ping had no intention of confronting him at all, his body was in a special posture, his right hand holding the long sword was bent upward, but his body was already arched, and he was leaning closely against the man in the later period.

The man in the later stage was shocked, he had never encountered such a strange thing in his fight with people for many years, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Qin Ping sneered, his left hand turned into a fist, and a faint spiritual power fluctuated on it, condensing the power of the flesh of the "Immortal Golden Body", and a punch blasted out, bringing bursts of whistling, because the two were already very close, and there was no possibility of dodging at this moment, and suddenly Qin Ping's left fist fell on the chest of the man in the later stage, and a deep sound came out.

In the later stage, the man's face turned pale in an instant, a touch of flush appeared, and then his throat was sweet, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his body suddenly retreated dozens of feet, only then did he barely stop, and the giant blade in his hand had already collapsed, at this time his heart had already turned over with big waves, and his eyes showed a thick fear and jealousy.

Qin Ping put away his long sword, his face was expressionless, and his calm eyes stared at the man in the later stage, he didn't use too much strength, he only relied on the power of his body, if he used the power of cultivation again, then the man in the later stage would definitely die!

"Let's go, I won't pursue today's matter, and I won't take it as an example!" Qin Ping's eyes were closed, and he didn't look at anyone, but there was a voice, and his words were kind.

In the later stage, the man's face changed continuously, and finally sighed secretly, he understood that he was not Qin Ping's opponent, although neither of them used weapons, but in this case, he was not an opponent, even if he took out the treasure taught by his master, he didn't know how much chance he had, once he lost, the end would be death, he was Tianjiao, he couldn't afford to gamble!

Everyone else here was stunned by Qin Ping's power, and stood in place with wide eyes and a look of disbelief.

The later man sighed lightly, shook his head, and was about to leave, but at this time, several people here and there all looked up to the right, and several Changhong were driving towards them at high speed, and in a blink of an eye, a few figures appeared, which gradually became clear.

Qin Ping's eyes shrank suddenly, the magic trick that his right hand pinched at some point gradually faded, and a trace of gray gas gradually disappeared, and he looked at Changhong gloomily.

The first thing that catches your eye is a very beautiful girl, dressed in a plain white skirt, a few lotus flowers full of green floating on the white skirt, flying with the fluttering of the white skirt, the girl's black silk hair is extremely soft, naturally hanging behind her, with the long wind floating, the skin is as white as snow, but at this moment the girl's face is a little pale, destroying a perfect artistic conception, but her face is very poignant, people can't help but want to protect the idea at first sight.

At this moment, the woman's face showed panic, and she looked behind her from time to time, her right hand was close to her back, and she saw a large area of snow-white skin on her back, and her clothes were torn.

Behind this woman, the three of them seemed to be flying idly, and a man in the front had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his eyes were like electricity, but there was a sense of obscenity, and there was a faint coercion on his body, which was already the peak of cultivation in the late stage of Lichen! He held a torn white cloth in his hand, and from time to time put it on his nose to smell the fragrance, revealing a filthy gaze, and after a closer look, he found that this was the thing on the back of the girl in front of him.

When Qin Ping saw them, they naturally noticed Qin Ping and the others, but under the absolute cultivation advantage of the peak man, they did not have the slightest fear, and approached with the man's sneer.

"Lian'er!!" Zhao Gong's heart shook beside Qin Ping, and he spit out these two words with difficulty in his mouth, ignoring the injuries on his body, and walked towards the beautiful girl in one step.

This woman is Zhao Gong's own sister, Zhao Lian'er!

Qin Ping's body trembled, his eyes were momentarily dull, staring intently at the flustered girl in front of him, he often missed the person he saw again, and even thought about a lot of romantic and vigorous meetings, but he didn't expect to see the person in his heart again in this way, in this way!

His mind roared instantly, and a strong murderous intent suddenly poured into his heart, filling his whole body, he didn't roar, just silent as always, but his low face was about to drip water, the killing intent in his heart was already monstrous, and he even had an urge to kill everyone here.

At this moment, Zhao Lian'er also found several people in front of her, because she was already flustered, and when she heard the voice, she only focused on Zhao Gong, and did not notice Qin Ping, who was still gloomy behind Zhao Gong.

The moment she saw Zhao Gong, Zhao Lian'er seemed to have found a savior, faster, and threw herself into Zhao Gong's arms, her pale face gradually recovered, and she curled up tightly, like a frightened rabbit, hugged tightly by Zhao Gong.

"This place is very lively, you wait for the husband to hand over the little lady quickly, otherwise you will not see the first sun rising tomorrow!" The peak man didn't care about the number of people on the other side, and the breach was a threat, with a proud look on his face.

"You...... Are you Senior Brother Li Potian Li of the Li family among the four major families?" The late-stage strong man not far from Qin Ping showed ecstasy and excitement, and in a few steps, he came to the peak man and respectfully hugged his fists.

"Hmm, do you know me?" Li Potian lowered his head and looked sideways, squinted at the respectful strong man in front of him, and said indifferently.

"In the Lower Beast Sect Cao Lei, I saw Senior Brother Li and your brother hunting demon beasts together a long time ago, and that kind of understatement of arrogance made Zai Xia admire, and he secretly made up his mind to keep up with the two of you!" In fact, Cao Lei sneered at this Li Potian in his heart, what he was really in awe of was Li Potian's brother Li Pohe, that was the real Li family Tianjiao, admired by countless people, and this Li Potian was just a waste, relying on the huge spiritual power resources in the family but only the peak cultivation in the late stage of Lichen, if he was himself, he would definitely be stronger than him.

Li Pohe, however, is not, although he is a member of the Li family, he has never used the slightest resources in the family, because he does not want to grow up in the cradle, he has to go through wind and rain, climb mountains, cross dangers and obstacles, and achieve his own avenue! But with his excellent talent, his cultivation is now terrifying.

Cao Lei's face showed a sycophant, he kept nodding his head, the meaning of stammering was very obvious, suddenly, he saw Qin Ping, and then looked at Zhao Lian'er, who was hugged tightly by Zhao Gong, and then showed a cruel smile, leaned close to Li Potian's ear and whispered: "Senior Brother Li wants that beautiful woman, this matter is not in suspense, but there is a strong opponent here, Senior Brother Li may not be able to get what he wants!"

"Who is it? Lao Tzu is going to tear him apart!" Li Potian listened to Cao Lei's words, and was very happy at first, but as soon as he heard that someone was fighting, he immediately became angry and roared, and the cultivation at the peak of the late stage of the dust suddenly unfolded, setting off a gust of wind to sweep around.

Qin Ping's expression suddenly stepped out, standing between Zhao Lian'er and Li Potian, his meaning was obvious, the murderous intent was pervasive, and the gloomy voice spread all around: "Today, you don't leave ...... chickens and dogs."