The monk who was cut by Lu Ping's sleeve said angrily: "This kid slipped away fast!"

The other monk obviously didn't expect that Lu Ping was still a dead fish just now, but he ran fast in a blink of an eye, he knew that this was the case, and he wouldn't have held his identity just now, so he sneered: "Run, where can he run, I have already sent a message, Senior Brother Hu and Senior Brother Zeng have rushed over to intercept and kill him halfway." ”

Lu Ping had already had a plan in his heart when he saw the two Xuanling Sect monks.

As soon as he had to fight, Lu Ping found that the monk who did it with him should have a five-layer cultivation of hemolysis, if it was on weekdays, he said that he would not have to fight with him, even if he was defeated, he was sure to escape.

However, there was another person next to him who was on par with this monk, and he delayed for a while, not to mention that the monk next to him would make a move, and he was afraid that other Xuanling sect monks who surrounded and suppressed him would also come, so Lu Ping made a quick decision and used a water escape talisman he had refined to flee to the north.

The south is the territory of the Xuanling Sect, and there are monks behind and in front of him who are pursuing and blocking him, so he can only flee to the north, although the future in the north is probably unpredictable.

This water escape talisman can last for about half a pillar of incense, but just after Lu Ping escaped for dozens of miles, he suddenly felt a sword light slashing towards him, and a voice chuckled: "Where to escape, come out!"

Lu Ping's water escape was interrupted, jumped up from the sea, and saw that in front of him was a Xuanling monk of the fourth layer of bloodlysis, not far from this monk, another Xuanling monk looked at Lu Ping expressionlessly, Lu Ping's divine sense probed the past, and was immediately blocked by a more powerful divine sense, Lu Ping was shocked in his heart, knowing that this was a monk who was even more terrifying than the monk in front of him.

The white-faced monk in front of him was very young and similar to Lu Ping, but the cultivation of the fourth layer of hemolysis clearly told Lu Ping that this was a genius!

The white-faced monk obviously regarded Lu Ping as an opponent who practiced swords, and as soon as he made a move, he was a set of "Eighteen Swords of Merry and Happy", each sword was graceful, but it was extremely fast, and it went straight to the vital point of the person, as if the breeze was swirling in the air, making people unable to figure it out, but it was everywhere.

The cheerful sword style, waving in the air brought a light wind whistle, as if the happy elf was singing an ethereal song in the sky, and the breeze in the sky gathered around his sword style, which was the realm of the wind system swordsmanship "potential".

Lu Ping's face was solemn, this was the first time that Lu Ping fought with a monk in the hemolysis period who had comprehended the realm of "potential", Lu Ping sacrificed a pair of Yanling swords, and used the "Sword Technique of Storming the Shore" to fight with the white-faced monk. Layers of knife waves are like the waves of the sea.

Although the wind is everywhere, the water is also pervasive, and the two are actually stalemate at this moment.

When the white-faced monk used Lu Ping's "Storm Crashing Shore Sword Technique", his eyes lit up, and he didn't expect to meet a monk who also comprehended the "potential", which made the genius monk of the Xuanling Sect who was originally a little interested in the spirit of the Sect look uplifted, and the monk of the Xuanling Sect who swept the formation behind him was also quite surprised.

After the two of them fought for seven or eight moves, the white-faced monk had already gained the upper hand because of his cultivation of several floors above Lu Ping, but after seventy or eighty moves, the white-faced monk still had the same upper hand, and Lu Ping still showed his swordsmanship unhurriedly.

At this time, the white-faced monk realized that the mana of this little monk of the first layer of the True Spirit Sect was actually so profound, his cultivation was much higher than him, and he was attacking with all his strength, this person was still full of energy, and his sword momentum was like a huge wave, layer after layer, the back wave pushed the front wave, endlessly, while resisting his own attack, there was a faint counterattack force hidden in this sword wave.

Hasn't he done his best, the white-faced monk couldn't believe it.

At this moment, Lu Ping's sword momentum suddenly changed, as if the wind was rising on the rolling sea, the water borrowed the wind, the wind helped the water waves, Lu Ping's double swords turned over the monstrous waves, and counterattacked towards the white-faced monk.

"Take advantage of the situation!"

The Xuanling Sect monk who swept the formation behind the white-faced monk exclaimed, and when the white-faced monk heard this exclamation, the white jade face looked even whiter, pale!

The situation reversed in an instant, and the white-faced monk who originally had the upper hand was suddenly suppressed by the layers of knife waves brought up by Lu Ping, and only the power of resistance remained, but the white-faced monk had a deep cultivation after all, and although he had lost the upper hand, it was not something that Lu Ping could defeat in a short time, not to mention that there was a higher cultivation of the Xuanling Sect monk next to him.

At this moment, the Xuanling Sect monk who swept the formation seemed to be impatient, and with a flick of the middle finger and thumb of his right hand, a ball of sea water suddenly jumped on the surface of the sea, and instantly turned into a crystal clear, cold light shining three-edged thorn, and flew towards Lu Ping's throat.

The three-edged thorn was still a few zhang away, Lu Ping felt that a chill had pierced his throat, Lu Ping screamed, waved his hand and threw out two talismans and turned into two water shields in front of Lu Ping, one in front of the other, and at the same time jumped into the sea water, slapped a water escape talisman on his body, and turned into a ball of water again and fled in the northwest direction.

The three-edged thorn was blocked by two water shields, and after the two water shields were broken, Lu Ping had already fled, and the white-faced monk lost the sword, he was irritable, and said viciously: "What a cunning boy, will he only escape?"

The cold monk on the side glanced at him and said, "If you don't insist on fighting him first, where can you let him get out of here!" But he can't run far, Senior Brother Pang has already chased after him, with Senior Brother Pang's cultivation and speed in the late stage of hemolysis, even if this guy has more water escape charms, it will be in vain. ”

When the white-faced monk heard this, his irritability suddenly calmed down a lot, and he said, "That's right!"

Lu Ping didn't know at this time that the biggest test of his being hunted down was already waiting for him halfway.

Lu Ping seemed to have made progress in the sword fight with the white-faced monk just now, but he forgot to escape for a while, immersed in the comprehension of swordsmanship, until the cold monk on the side made a move, Lu Ping was shocked and quickly escaped, if it wasn't for the other party's support this time, he would be able to escape, and he would have to shed his skin!

A momentum suddenly erupted in front of Lu Ping, and the sea water seemed to suddenly freeze in front of Lu Ping, and Lu Ping had no choice but to interrupt the water escape again and jump out of the sea.

However, he saw a monk of the Xuanling Sect standing in front of him, and this monk had a little surprise in his eyes, as if he was guessing how Lu Ping's cultivation of the first layer of hemolysis could successfully escape under the obstruction of his four junior disciples.

Lu Ping's eyes at this time were only frightened, as far as his divine sense could reach, a straight essence soared into the sky above the monk's head.

Spirits!

This is the essence of the wolf smoke that only the monks in the late stage of hemolysis can condense the spiritual power of their own huge bloodline!

At this moment, Lu Ping seems to be in a catastrophe!

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