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In the other courtyard these days, there are many disciples who have a relationship with the door, along with the family elders and family friends, come to see Lu Ping, and the meaning of the words is that they want to worship under Lu Ping's door, even if they are registered disciples, even if they don't succeed, they also hope to enter Lu Ping's eyes and leave a good impression on him-

Lu Ping is so sought after, in addition to his own achievements, there is also an ancestor of the Faxiang period standing behind him, a person with vision, who does not look at Lu Ping's current status, naturally exhausted his methods.

Lu Ping was impatient with this, so he came out of the cultivation room early and walked towards the place where he had learned the Tao and practiced swords in the mountain behind the courtyard.

Xianyang Peak is still the place where the disciples of the other academy collectively practice sword cultivation in the morning, but the area of the seventh platform of Xianyang Peak has now been expanded, and Lu Ping only found some traces of the past on the edge of the cliff.

Since it was Dabi's day, the other courtyard no longer organized disciples to cultivate collectively, so there were not too many disciples in Chaoyang Peak at this time.

Lu Ping looked at the scenery of the back mountain, looking at the sea of clouds in the distance outside the mountain, the clouds were rolling under the light disturbance of the mountain wind, like the waves of the sea, between the whimpering of the mountain wind, the sea of clouds even had an ethereal temperament than the sea.

Lu Ping was in a state of interest for a while, and suddenly there was a golden flying sword in his hand, flying in Lu Ping's hand, instead of being in the air by his envoy, and then Lu Ping's feet moved slightly, and his body flickered, which was to cooperate with the golden scale sword in his hand to perform a set of the most common swordsmanship.

Hemolysis and bone dissipation!

It was this set of basic techniques of the True Spirit Sect that Lu Ping had been cultivating for ten years during the blood refining period, and from this set of techniques, there was also a set of seventy-two blood-dissolving bone fist swords that could be used by fist swords.

What Lu Ping was using at the moment was this set of ordinary swordsmanship that almost all the disciples of the True Spirit Sect would use.

However, it is this most ordinary swordsmanship, in the hands of Lu Ping, a master of swordsmanship, as if he really has the power of dissolving blood and bones, and layers of sword flowers are pulled out by Lu Ping with a golden scale sword, and what is hidden in the gorgeous sword shadow is infinite killing machines and traps.

Wang Qi is a second-level disciple of the seventh team of the True Spirit Academy, although he only has the cultivation of the eighth layer of blood refining in this competition, he has also passed two rounds of competitions in a row, and he will usher in the third round of competitions tomorrow.

Wang Qi still likes swordsmanship, especially this afternoon after watching the swordsmanship of the "ruthless sword" Du Feng real person, Wang Qi is very envious, I heard that this conference, the famous "Water Sword Immortal" Lu Xuanping of the True Spirit School may also come, although he did not see the legendary Water Sword Immortal, which made Wang Qi slightly disappointed, but after watching Du Feng Zhenren's swordsmanship, although he knew that the most important thing at this time should be to recuperate for tomorrow's big competition, Wang Qi still did not live in the back mountain and wanted to practice swordsmanship.

There are very few disciples of the other courtyard in the back mountain, Wang Qi quickly walked towards the seventh platform of Xianyang Peak, it is said that when Lu Xuanping was a disciple of the other courtyard, he was in the seventh team, and the current cultivation platform of the seventh team was also used by Lu Xuanping real person.

Before Wang Qi reached the seventh platform, he saw a young man who didn't look much older than himself was practicing swords on the platform.

Wang Qi wondered in his heart, there were still people practicing swords on the platform at this time, could it be the senior brother of the seventh team?

Wang Qi walked forward to say hello, but saw that the young man in front of him was actually practicing a set of blood-dissolving bone swords that the disciples of the other courtyard were familiar with, which made Wang Qi a little strange, such a set of swordsmanship, every disciple of the other courtyard has practiced for several years, and the ones who have already been proficient can no longer be proficient, what else is there to practice.

Wang Qi was about to say hello loudly, but found that the person in front of him didn't know him at all, and couldn't help but be stunned, but it was this stunned time, which made Wang Qi find something even more surprising, the seventy-two way blood-dissolving bone sword had already made the person in front of him cast a huge sword light oven at this time, as if as long as someone entered it, they would be swallowed by the entire sword light oven and there was nothing left of the belt bones.

Sen Sen's sword intent was collected by Lu Ping in the sword light oven, but Wang Qi faintly felt a great palpitation and shock: the blood-dissolving bone sword can still have such power!

Serendipity, this is serendipity!

Wang Qi is also a quick-witted person, waking up from the shock just now, Ma realized that the young man in front of him who practiced swordsmanship was definitely a legendary master, and there were not no disciples among the disciples of the True Spirit Sect who had encountered these things, although the high-level monks of the True Spirit Sect were mysterious, they were not unkind, this day the Spirit Mountain was so big, and the low-level disciples met the high-level monks by chance, and there were no longer a few of them who were guided by the senior monks.

The cultivation world generally refers to this kind of thing as colliding with chance, but the True Spirit Sect is accustomed to calling it collimating with immortals, Wang Qi never imagined that he would have such a lucky day.

Wang Qi hurriedly collected his thoughts, sat cross-legged on the ground, excluded the influence of foreign objects, and stared at the senior practicing swordsmanship in front of him without blinking.

Lu Ping had naturally noticed Wang Qi's arrival, but where would Lu Ping care about this, what cultivators care about most is this excitement, because this is often the release of a monk's instinct, the awakening of potential, and it often means a chance for the monk himself, a chance of epiphany, Lu Ping today with a nostalgic mood, suddenly has an interest in practicing swords, and naturally will not suppress his thoughts.

The seventy-two road blood-dissolving bone sword was practiced three times in the hands of Lu Ping, a master of swordsmanship, in a moment, this most basic sword technique, although it is not powerful, but because it has the widest range of application, thousands or even thousands of years, after thousands of years of tempering by countless monks, there are few obvious flaws, and it has the effect of laying a solid foundation.

Wang Qi was attracted by the swordsmanship realm displayed by Lu Ping, but he saw that the golden flying sword sword in Lu Ping's hand suddenly changed, and the sword light that had previously shrunk together, like a huge swordsmanship oven, suddenly collapsed, like a torrent that broke free from the shackles of the embankment, and suddenly swept away in all directions.

Wang Qi was not too far away from Lu Ping's swordsmanship, and when Wang Qi realized that this was a great opportunity, where would he hide far away!

When Lu Ping practiced the Blood-Dissolving Bone Sword before, because this set of swordsmanship was not very powerful, and it was not a sword technique, Wang Qi didn't think that now Lu Ping's swordsmanship had changed, and the power had skyrocketed a hundredfold!

Wang Qi only felt that one of the overwhelming sword waves was rushing towards the direction where he was, and he was like a decaying reef erected in the center of the river, which could only usher in the fate of destruction like decay.

Just when Wang Qi was about to be devoured by Lu Ping's sword light, he saw that these sword lights containing Sensen's killing intent suddenly turned into psychic fish, turned around, and walked around his side.

Wang Qi was already sweating on his back at this time, and at the same time, he was also a surprise in his heart, the master in front of him had already known his existence, and he had obviously recognized his qualification to watch from the sidelines, and at the same time, Wang Qi was also shocked by Lu Ping's superb swordsmanship.

After Lu Ping finished practicing the blood-dissolving bone sword at this time, he performed the swordsmanship in his hand, and the sword trick was shocked, and the clouds around Xianyang Peak suddenly turned into rolling clouds under the influence of Lu Ping's sword momentum, and the grass and trees of Xianyang Peak were staggered under the sweep of the cloud waves, if it weren't for Lu Ping's control of the sword momentum, it would have been to the point of perfection, and the grass and trees of Xianyang Peak would have been cut into powder by Lu Ping.

At this time, the movement caused by Lu Ping's sword practice had already attracted the attention of others, and after a while, a disciple from another courtyard came over cautiously, obviously afraid that he would come to disturb Lu Ping's sword practice, but after seeing the front sitting on the ground and watching Lu Ping practice sword Wang Qi, this disciple's expression was relieved, and he hurriedly came to Wang Qi's side, sat cross-legged on the ground and nodded to Wang Qi next to him, but saw that Wang Qi didn't care about his arrival at all, this disciple's face was stunned, and he hurriedly turned his head to observe carefully。

At this time, the sword technique in Lu Ping's hand changed again, and the chaotic stone piercing the air sword technique was unfolded, and a dull loud sound sounded out of thin air in the sea of clouds on the mountainside, as if the huge waves in the sea were endlessly impacting the reef on the coast.

The monk who had just arrived didn't feel anything, Wang Qi had already arrived for a while, and after Lu Ping performed the sword technique, he inevitably spread his divine thoughts, far exceeding the power of the divine thoughts of ordinary forging monks and the killing intent exuded by Lu Ping's swordsmanship, which had already brought heavy pressure to Wang Qi, and this was because Lu Ping had somewhat restrained, otherwise how could these two disciples in the blood refining period be qualified to observe Lu Ping's swordsmanship at such a close range.

This is actually an inadvertent test for Lu Ping, when the cultivation world is inherited, the most taboo thing is the non-human transmission, if Wang Qi and the others can't even withstand this pressure, they are naturally not qualified to continue to observe Lu Ping's swordsmanship.

Of course, Lu Ping can also restrain the power of the divine mind for the two of them to observe, but if the sword art is not controlled by the divine thought, it can still exert some power, how can Lu Ping's swordsmanship essence be displayed?

At this time, Wang Qi was already sweating profusely, but he had already observed Lu Ping's three sets of swordsmanship, the power of these three sets of swordsmanship was better than the other, where did Wang Qi dare to pay attention to these at this time, obviously Lu Ping's swordsmanship would be practiced again, and there would be more powerful swordsmanship, and Wang Qi would naturally not miss it.

The sword light in the sky suddenly retracted, Wang Qi and the others suddenly felt the pressure on their whole bodies lighten, and the monk next to them just breathed a sigh of relief, although Wang Qi had a sense of relief, but there were still some regrets in his heart.

At this moment, a strange roar suddenly came out from the sea of clouds that was wrapped in Lu Ping's swordsmanship, and the scattered sea of clouds suddenly collapsed and contracted, and a strange four-legged unicorn snake flaunted its might in the cliff outside Xianyang Peak back and forth, a beat, a top, a winding, a throw, and every attack brought a strange sword roar, as if there was an invisible sword qi to tear the void apart.

At this time, two more disciples of the other courtyard were attracted by the vision of heaven and earth brought about by Lu Ping's sword practice, and after seeing Wang Qi and the two, they also hurriedly sat down on the side of the two of them to observe Lu Ping's swordsmanship.

At this time, Lu Ping's swordsmanship was becoming more and more powerful, and the vision of heaven and earth brought up was also getting bigger and bigger, and many monks in Yang Peak had noticed this.

The four-legged unicorn monster in the cliff suddenly circled strangely, and then saw the sword trick in Lu Ping's hand change, and the monster suddenly collapsed, and a golden sword light stood out from the scattered sword light in the sky, and the originally scattered sword light seemed to have found the backbone at once, followed by the golden light, converging into a rolling sword light river, impacting towards the sky in the distance, like a heavenly river.

Now Yang Feng has two more disciples rushing over, but Lu Ping's "Great Jiangdong Sword Technique" is unleashed, although the direction of the impact is not here, but this indomitable momentum makes these two people stop their flying figures.

Then one person was a little afraid, and the other person gritted his teeth after seeing the four monks sitting cross-legged in front of him, and walked forward with the momentum of Lu Ping, and the people next to him saw that his companion was like this, and he also walked forward, and then when the two of them walked forward, Lu Ping's swordsmanship suddenly became stronger, and every time the two of them took a step forward, the coercion became even better, and the four figures sitting cross-legged in front of them also fell backwards in unison, as if they were about to be blown down by a gust of wind.

When everyone looked again, sure enough, Lu Ping's long river of swordsmanship set off a high white wave, as if every time the snow-white sword waves were lifted, they carried an overwhelming momentum and swept all the spirit.

Later, the two of them finally stopped at Wang Qi and the other four people a foot away, and then they couldn't take a step forward, but the other disciple walked to the side of Wang Qi and the others, and after sitting down, they found that Wang Qi and the other four people next to him had already had a distorted face, as if they were enduring some great pain, the monk was just stunned, and a pressure that was even more cold and heavy than before rushed towards him, the monk was stunned, and the whole body was pushed two feet away, and the monk hurriedly exerted his mana, desperately nailing his body to the ground, so he was not pushed away, but he couldn't take a step forward, so he had to settle down, to observe Lu Ping's swordsmanship.

Lu Ping used the Great Jiangdong Sword Trick and the Thousand Piles of Snow Sword Trick together to cast it, forming a torrent of swordsmanship, which is also a very clever and powerful secret technique in the small swordsmanship supernatural powers, where is the ordinary monk can resist, at this time, Lu Ping's sword practice has already attracted the attention of other monks in the other courtyards, many monks in the hemolysis period flew away, but they were blocked by Lu Ping's sword qi in the sky, and several monks in the forging period also rushed to hear the news, obviously they all recognized Lu Ping, and they did not show their figures, but just hid in the distance and watched quietly.

These people naturally couldn't hide it from Lu Ping, but Lu Ping didn't care, the turbulent swordsmanship torrent was frozen in the sky, and then shrank towards the center of the river, but it turned into a huge Tongtian giant sword, Lu Ping stretched out his hand, and the Tongtian giant sword slashed into the void in the distance, as if to cut this piece of heaven and earth, and several monks behind Lu Ping who were observing swordsmanship except for Wang Qi fell backwards together, just like Lu Ping's sword was slashing at them.

Just when Lu Ping's True Yuan One Qi Sword was formed, Wang Qi seemed to be aware of it, and thrust a medium-grade magic weapon into the ground, nailing his body to the ground, but the heavy sword momentum that Lu Ping escaped still made Wang Qi spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, there were already more and more disciples of the other courtyards coming towards the seventh platform of Xianyang Peak, but these later monks could not enter the platform like Wang Qi and the other six people before.

At this time, Lu Ping was already completely immersed in his swordsmanship, and he had no time to take care of the surrounding situation, Lu Ping only felt that his swordsmanship had touched a huge threshold, as if he could break through this last obstacle as long as he worked harder.

Lu Ping is like an undercurrent that is accumulating strength, after practicing all his swordsmanship from beginning to end, Lu Ping did not stop, but took out the swordsmanship that he had collected and comprehended over the years and practiced them one by one, including the Xuanling Sect's Zhen School swordsmanship "Merry and Happy Eighteen Swords", as well as more than a dozen sets of swordsmanship inheritances that Lu Ping obtained in the Feiyun Cave Heaven, all of which were brought by Lu Ping and turned into the sword light emitted by the Golden Scale Sword, and performed them one by one, it looked as if Lu Ping was performing these dozens of sets of swordsmanship at the same time.

For a while, the monks who observed Lu Ping's swordsmanship were a little confused, and seemed to feel that Lu Ping's swordsmanship suddenly became weird, and each set of swordsmanship was performed in a different style, and even a set of swordsmanship was deduced by Lu Ping's successive use of several kinds of fangs, which made the monks who observed it feel an extremely strange dull momentum, and it was brewing rapidly in the surrounding void, as if they were finding a breakthrough that urgently needed to vent.

Lu Ping performed dozens of different sets of swordsmanship at the same time, and the realization in his heart was already becoming clearer and clearer, and he couldn't help but let out a long howl and shouted: "Wonderful, wonderful!"

I saw Lu Ping take the Golden Scale Sword back into his hand again, but this time he showed a new set of swordsmanship, and just after this set of swordsmanship was unleashed, dozens of sets of swordsmanship that were being practiced by the psychic sword light around Lu Ping's body in the air seemed to be subjected to a huge gravitational force at the same time, and threw themselves towards the swordsmanship vortex drawn by the Golden Scale Sword.

The sound of sword groans in the entire sky was loud, not only the golden scale sword and the psychic sword light in the sky, but also the flying sword magic weapons in the hands of the disciples of the other courtyard who were observing Lu Ping's swordsmanship, the flying sword under the feet of the monks of the hemolysis period, and even the magic weapon flying sword in the hands of the monks of the forging pill period, but at this moment, they were at the mercy of their masters, but there were still many flying sword magic weapons that suddenly broke out of the master's control and threw themselves into the whirlpool of swordsmanship that unfolded in Lu Ping.

The expressions of the people who forged the pills changed, and the flying sword magic weapons in their hands naturally would not be sucked away by this set of swordsmanship performed by Lu Ping, but looking at the dozens of flying sword magic weapons around them towards the whirlpool of swordsmanship that Lu Ping cast, like moths to a fire, almost all the monks realized the power level of this set of swordsmanship in an instant.

This is a great swordsmanship!

However, at this time, the great swordsmanship seemed to be beyond the cognition of others, and the swordsmanship vortex that Lu Ping performed was getting bigger and bigger, and not only the clouds of Xianyang Peak were swept away by Lu Ping, but the sea of clouds in the distance also continued to converge towards Lu Ping's swordsmanship vortex, and the huge celestial phenomenon not only covered the entire void of the True Spirit Courtyard, but also the Great Guardian Array of Tianling Mountain seemed to have been affected at this time.

There seems to be only the sound of the sword chant in the sky between the whole heaven and earth, within the scope of the celestial phenomena brought by Lu Ping's sword practice, whether it is a magic weapon, a magic weapon, or a magic weapon, as long as it is a sword weapon, at this moment under the swordsmanship performed by Lu Ping, there seems to be a posture of ten thousand swords dynasty, no matter who wants to challenge Lu Ping at this time, as long as the weapon in his hand is a flying sword, he will be weakened out of thin air, unless this person's swordsmanship is also at the level of great supernatural powers.

At this time, Lu Ping seemed to have infinite joy in his heart, and when he unfolded all the swordsmanship he had mastered, the sword technique of all rivers was finally unfolded by Lu Ping again, and Lu Ping finally crossed the hurdle that stood in front of him at this moment: this time it was a veritable swordsmanship!

Although Lu Ping has already comprehended the realm of swordsmanship, but after all, the sword technique was not created by Lu Ping himself, and what he comprehended was just someone else's things, although the power is still strong, but after all, it can't be handy, so that the power of this set of swordsmanship can be fully exerted, but this time Xianyang Peak practiced swordsmanship after all, but Lu Ping finally grasped this opportunity, and turned everything he had learned about swordsmanship over the years into his swordsmanship.

It turns out that this is the true meaning of the resoluteness of all rivers!

This is your own swordsmanship!

This is the real sword trick of all rivers!

At this time, Lu Ping's movement was not only the True Spirit Courtyard, but also the monks of Tianling Mountain were also alarmed, and the black night sky drew a variety of lights, rushing towards Xianyang Peak, many of them The aura of the monks surpassed himself in Lu Ping's induction, and even when Lu Ping achieved his own great magical power, a mysterious idea suddenly descended from the top of Tianling Mountain, and after sweeping Lu Ping, it disappeared mysteriously.

Lu Ping had already woken up from the comprehension of swordsmanship at this time, and as soon as the golden scale sword was retracted, the huge swordsmanship vortex in the sky suddenly disappeared, and dozens of flying sword magic weapons fell from the sky, but they had all become broken copper and iron.

When Lu Ping looked towards the entire platform, he saw that the entire seventh platform had been destroyed beyond recognition when he practiced swordsmanship, but Lu Ping smiled with satisfaction when he looked at the platform that was shot by the sword light and sword qi, which was also a place of inheritance left by Lu Ping here, if there are monks who devote themselves to sword cultivation here in the future, they will be able to gain something from this platform full of holes.

Lu Ping glanced at the six Blood Refining Stage disciples behind him who had been insisting on observing his swordsmanship, and then glanced at the surrounding void, and suddenly laughed out loud, and then the whole person disintegrated, turning into a puddle of flowing water and spilling down, where was there still Lu Ping's trace on the platform.

Escape the magic of the little magic!