In the past few days in the other courtyard, there are quite a few disciples who are related to the family. They come to visit Lu Ping along with the elders of the family and old friends. If not, I also hope to get into Lu Ping's eyes and leave a good impression on him.
Lu Ping is so sought after by others, in addition to his own achievements, there is also an ancestor who is standing behind him. People with insight, who does not envy Lu Ping's current status, naturally exhausted all methods to curry favor.
Impatient with this, Lu Ping came out of the training room early and walked towards the place where he learned how to practice swords in the back mountain of the other courtyard.
Xianyang Peak is still the place where the disciples of the other courtyard practice swords and practice together 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 the day of the Grand Competition, the other courtyard no longer organized disciples to practice collectively, so there were not many disciples from the other courtyard on Chaoyang Peak at this time.
Lu Ping looked at the scenery of the back mountain, and looked at the sea of clouds in the distance outside the mountain. Under the gentle disturbance of the mountain wind, the clouds rolled and the clouds relaxed. trace of temperament.
Lu Ping got excited for a while, and suddenly there was a golden flying sword in his hand. The flying sword was held in Lu Ping's hand, instead of being entrusted by him in the air. It is to cooperate with the golden scale sword in his hand to display a set of the most common sword skills.
Hemolysis and Bone Dissolving Power!
It was this set of basic skills of the True Spirit School that Lu Ping had been practicing for ten years during the blood refining period, and a set of seventy-two blood-dissolving bone-dissolving fists and swords extended from this set of skills.
What Lu Ping is displaying at this moment is this set of ordinary swordsmanship that almost all disciples of the True Spirit Sect will use.
However, this set of the most common swordsmanship, in the hands of Lu Ping, a master swordsmanship, seems to have the power to dissolve blood and melt bones. Layers of sword flowers are drawn out by Lu Ping with the golden scale sword. Hidden in the shadow of the sword are infinite murderous intentions and traps.
Wang Qi is the second-level disciple of the seventh team of the True Spirit Bieyuan. Although he only has the eighth level of blood refining in this Bieyuan competition, he has already passed two rounds of competitions, and tomorrow will usher in the third round of competitions.
Wang Qi still likes swordsmanship, especially after seeing the swordsmanship of "Ruthless Sword" Du Feng this afternoon, Wang Qi was very envious. He heard that in this conference, the famous "Water Sword Immortal" Daoist Lu Xuanping may also come. Although he did not see the legendary Water Sword Immortal, which made Wang Qi a little disappointed, after watching Daoist Du Feng's swordsmanship, even though he knew that the most important thing at this time was to support tomorrow's Dabi. After recharging his energy, Wang Qi still didn't want to go to the back mountain to practice swordsmanship.
There are very few other courtyard disciples on the back mountain, so Wang Qi quickly walked towards the seventh platform of Xianyang Peak. It is said that Lu Xuanping was in the seventh team when he was still a disciple of the other courtyard, and the current cultivation platform of the seventh team It was also used by real Lu Xuanping.
Before Wang Qi reached the seventh platform, he saw a young man who looked not much older than himself practicing sword on the platform.
Wang Qi wondered, there are still people practicing swords on the platform at this time, could it be some brother from the seventh team
Wang Qi went up to say hello, but saw that the young man in front was actually practicing a blood-dissolving bone-melting sword familiar to the disciples of other courtyards. This made Wang Qi a little strange. Such a set of swordsmanship, every other The disciples of the courtyard have been practicing for several years, and those who are already proficient can't be more proficient. What else is there to practice.
Wang Qi was about to go up to say hello, but found that he didn't know the person in front of him at all, so he couldn't help being stunned for a while, but at this moment of stupefaction, Wang Qi discovered something even more surprising. At this time, the Bone Transformation Sword has turned the person in front of him into a huge sword light oven, as if anyone who enters it will be swallowed up by the sword light oven, not even the bones left.
Sensen's sword intent was captured by Lu Ping in the Jianguang oven, but Wang Qi faintly felt a great palpitation and shock: the blood-dissolving bone sword can still have such power!
Chance, this is chance!
Wang Qi is also a quick-witted person. After waking up from the shock just now, he immediately realized that the young man practicing swordsmanship in front of him was definitely a legendary master. Having experienced these things, although the high-level monks of the True Spirit Sect are mysterious, they are not unkind. The Lingshan Mountain is so big today, and it is not uncommon for low-level disciples to encounter high-level monks by chance and receive guidance from senior monks.
In the cultivation world, this kind of thing is generally called chance encounter, but the True Spirit faction is used to calling it encounter fate. Wang Qi never imagined that he would have such a lucky day.
Wang Qi quickly gathered his mind, sat cross-legged on the ground, excluding the influence of foreign objects, and stared at the senior practicing swordsmanship in front of him without blinking.
Naturally, Lu Ping had already noticed Wang Qi's arrival, but how could Lu Ping care about this? What a cultivator cares most about is the excitement, because this is often the release of a monk's instinct, the awakening of potential, and it is also for the monk himself. It often means a chance, a chance of epiphany. Lu Ping suddenly became interested in practicing sword with nostalgia today, so naturally he would not suppress his thoughts.
The seventy-two blood-dissolving and bone-melting swords were practiced three times in the hands of Lu Ping, a master swordsmanship master. Although this most basic sword art is not powerful, it has the widest range of application because it has been used for thousands of years or even in the world. After tens of thousands of years, after numerous tempers by countless monks, there are very few obvious flaws, which is most effective in consolidating the foundation.
Wang Qi was attracted by the state of swordsmanship shown by Lu Ping, but he saw that the golden flying sword in Lu Ping's hand suddenly changed, and it shrank together before, like a huge swordsmanship oven. The torrent that broke free from the shackles of the embankment immediately swept away in all directions.
Wang Qi is not too far away from Lu Ping's sword practice, and when Wang Qi realizes that this is a great opportunity, how can he hide far away!
When Lu Ping practiced the blood-dissolving and bone-melting sword before, because this set of swordsmanship was not powerful, and it was not the art of controlling the sword, Wang Qi didn't think that now that Lu Ping's swordsmanship has changed, the power has skyrocketed by more than a hundred times!
Wang Qi only felt one of the overwhelming waves of swords coming towards him, and he felt like a rotten reef standing in the center of the river, which could only usher in the fate of being destroyed.
Just when Wang Qi watched helplessly that he was about to be devoured by Lu Ping's sword light, he saw that these sword lights that contained a strong killing intent suddenly turned into psychic fishes, turning around in a circle, from his own Around the past.
At this time, Wang Qi's back was already covered with white sweat, and at the same time, he was also pleasantly surprised. The tall man in front of him had already known his existence, and he had obviously recognized his qualification to watch from the sidelines. Wang Qi was also shocked by Lu Ping's superb swordsmanship.
At this time, after Lu Ping finished practicing the blood-dissolving and bone-dissolving sword, he used the sword control technique in his hand. Surprised, he used the sword art of slapping the shore, and found that the clouds around Yangfeng suddenly turned into billowing clouds under the influence of Lu Ping's sword. Waves, the vegetation on Sunyang Peak was swaying under the sweep of the cloud waves, if Lu Ping's control over the sword had not already reached the point of perfection, the vegetation on Sunyang Peak would have been chopped into powder by Lu Ping.
At this moment, the commotion caused by Lu Ping's sword practice on Yangfeng Peak has already attracted the attention of others. A moment later, another disciple from another courtyard walked over cautiously, obviously afraid that he would come to disturb him rashly. Lu Ping's sword practice, but after seeing Wang Qi sitting cross-legged on the ground to watch Lu Ping practicing sword, the disciple relaxed and hurried to Wang Qi's side, sitting cross-legged on the ground and nodding to Wang Qi next to him , but seeing that Wang Qi didn't care about his arrival at all, the disciple's face was startled, and he quickly turned his head to observe carefully.
At this time, the sword technique in Lu Ping's hands changed again, and the rock-piercing sword art was deployed, and there was a dull and loud noise out of thin air in the sea of clouds on the mountainside, as if the huge waves in the sea were endlessly moving toward the rocks on the coast Initiate an impact in general.
The cultivator who just arrived didn't feel any better. Wang Qi had been here for a while. After Lu Ping performed the Sword Controlling Technique, he inevitably radiated his divine sense, far surpassing the pressure of the divine sense of ordinary alchemy cultivators and Lu Ping's swordsmanship. The murderous intent exuded has already brought heavy pressure on Wang Qi, this is because Lu Ping has restrained himself, otherwise how could these two disciples of the blood refinement period have the qualifications to observe Lu Ping at such a close distance swordsmanship.
This is actually an inadvertent test of Lu Ping. When the cultivation world is passing on the inheritance, the most taboo thing is that what is passed on is not human. If Wang Qi and Wang Qi can't even bear this pressure, they are naturally not qualified to continue to observe Lu Ping's swordsmanship .
Of course, Lu Ping could also suppress the power of his divine sense for the two of them to observe. However, if the art of controlling the sword is not controlled by the divine sense, it can still exert some power. How can Lu Ping's essence of swordsmanship be displayed
At this time, Wang Qi was already dripping with sweat, but he had already watched Lu Ping's three sets of swordsmanship. One set of these three sets of swordsmanship was more powerful than the other. How dare Wang Qi pay attention to these at this time? Obviously Lu Ping's If the swordsmanship continues to be practiced, more powerful swordsmanship will be displayed, and Wang Qi will naturally not miss it.
The sword light all over the sky suddenly stopped, and Wang Qi and the two felt the pressure on their bodies lighten. The monk next to him just breathed a sigh of relief. Although Wang Qi felt a sense of relief, he still had some regrets in his heart.
At this moment, a strange roar suddenly came from the sea of clouds surrounded by Lu Ping's swordsmanship, and the dispersed sea of clouds suddenly collapsed and contracted rapidly, and a strange four-legged one-horned snake swaggered back and forth over the cliff outside Xianyang Peak. , One slap, one top, one wrap, one swing, every attack brought a strange howl of the sword, as if an invisible sword energy was about to tear the void.
At this time, two other disciples from the other courtyard were attracted by the vision of heaven and earth brought about by Lu Ping's sword practice. After seeing Wang Qi and Wang Qi, they also hurriedly sat down beside them to observe Lu Ping's sword skills.
At this time, the power of Lu Ping's swordsmanship is getting stronger and stronger, and the vision of the world is also getting bigger and bigger. Many monks on Xianyang Peak have noticed this.
The four-legged one-horned dragon above the cliff suddenly circled strangely, and then saw the sword formula 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. The scattered sword light seemed to find its backbone all of a sudden, following behind the golden light, it gathered into a rolling river of sword light, rushing towards the distant sky, like a vast river of heaven.
Now there are two more disciples rushing over from Yangfeng Peak, but Lu Ping's "Great River to the East Sword Art" is deployed, although the direction of the impact is not here, but this kind of indomitable momentum is the future of these two people's lives. The galloping figure stopped.
Then one person was a little scared, while the other 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 then when the two of them were walking forward, Lu Ping's swordsmanship pressure suddenly increased. Every time the two of them took a step forward, the pressure became stronger. The four people sitting cross-legged in front also moved backwards A pause, as if about to be blown down by a gust of wind.
When everyone looked at it again, it was true that Lu Ping's swordsmanship set off tall white waves on the long river, as if every time a snow-white sword wave was set off, it carried an overwhelming aura, sweeping everything.
The next two people, the fearful disciple stopped at a distance of one foot from Wang Qi and the others, and could not move forward. Instead, the other disciple reluctantly walked to the side of Wang Qi and the others and sat cross-legged. After getting down, I found that the faces of Wang Qi and the other four people beside me were already distorted, as if they were enduring some great pain. The monk was startled just now, and a pressure that was even colder and heavier than before rushed towards him. Come on, the monk was in a daze, and his whole body was pushed two feet away. The monk hurriedly cast his own magic power and pinned his body to the ground with all his might, so that he was not pushed away, but he couldn't go any further. Taking a step forward, he could only gather his mind and observe Lu Ping's swordsmanship.
Lu Ping combined the Dajiangdongqu Sword Art and the Qiandui Xue Sword Art to form a torrent of swordsmanship, which is also a very clever and powerful secret art among the small sword arts, which ordinary monks can resist. At this time, Lu Ping's sword practice The movement has already attracted the attention of other monks in the other courtyard. Many monks in the hemolytic period flew away, but they were blocked by Lu Ping's sword energy far away. Come on, obviously they all recognize Lu Ping, and they didn't show their figure, they just hid in the distance and watched quietly.
Naturally, these people couldn't hide it from Lu Ping, but Lu Ping didn't care. The torrent of swordsmanship froze in the sky, and then shrank towards the center of the river, but it turned into a huge sky-reaching giant sword. Lu Ping stretched out his finger , The sky-reaching giant sword slashed towards the void in the distance, as if it wanted to cut through the world. Behind Lu Ping, several monks who were watching the sword technique except Wang Qi all fell backwards, as if Lu Ping's sword was slashing at them. .
Just when Lu Ping's Zhenyuan Yiqi sword was formed, Wang Qi seemed to feel it, and thrust a middle-grade magic weapon towards the ground, nailing his body to the ground, but Lu Ping's escaped The heavy sword force still made Wang Qi spit out a mouthful of blood.
At this time, more and more disciples from other courtyards came towards the seventh platform of Xianyang Peak, but these later monks could not enter the platform like Wang Qi and other six people before.
At this time, Lu Ping was completely immersed in his swordsmanship, and he had no time to take into account the surrounding situation. Lu Ping only felt that his swordsmanship had touched a huge threshold, as if he could break through this road with just one more effort. The final hurdle.
Lu Ping was like an undercurrent that was accumulating strength. After rehearsing all his sword skills from beginning to end, Lu Ping did not stop. The Xuanling School's Zhenpai swordsmanship "Eighteen Swordsmanship" and more than a dozen sets of swordsmanship inherited by Lu Ping in the Feiyun Cave were all picked up by Lu Pingxin, transformed into the sword light emitted by the Golden Scale Sword, and merged one by one. It looked as if Lu Ping was performing these dozens of sets of swordsmanship at the same time.
The monks who watched Lu Ping's swordsmanship for a while were a little confused. They seemed to feel that Lu Ping's swordsmanship suddenly became weird. Each set of swordsmanship had a different style, and even a set of swordsmanship was used by Lu Ping several times in succession. The way it was interpreted made the observing monks feel an extremely strange and dull aura, rushing and brewing rapidly in the surrounding void, as if they were finding a breakthrough that urgently needed to vent.
Lu Ping used dozens of sets of different swordsmanship at the same time, and the understanding in his heart became clearer and clearer. He couldn't help but let out a long whistle and shouted: "Wonderful, wonderful!"
I saw that Lu Ping took the Golden Scale Sword back into his hand again, but this time he used a brand new set of sword skills, and just after this set of sword skills was used, all kinds of psychic sword lights surrounding Lu Ping in the mid-air were practicing Dozens of sets of swordsmanship were thrown towards the swordsmanship vortex drawn by the golden scale sword, as if they were subjected to a huge gravitational force at the same time.
The sound of sword chanting in the entire sky was not only the golden scale sword and the psychic sword light, but also the flying sword magic weapon in the hands of the disciples of the other courtyard who watched Lu Ping's swordsmanship, the flying sword under the feet of the hemolytic monk, and even the forged sword. At this moment, the magic weapon flying swords in the hands of monk Dan Qi were under the control of their masters. However, many flying sword magic weapons suddenly escaped from the master's control and were thrown into the vortex of sword skills unfolded by Lu Ping.
The expressions of the alchemists all changed. Naturally, the flying swords in their hands would not be sucked away by this set of swordsmanship performed by Lu Ping. The vortex was thrown like a moth to a flame, and almost all the monks realized the power level of this set of swordsmanship in an instant.
This is a swordsmanship supernatural power!
However, at this time, the swordsmanship supernatural power seems to be beyond the cognition of others. The vortex of the swordsmanship that Lu Ping displayed is getting bigger and bigger. Not only the clouds around Xianyang Peak are swept away by Lu Ping, but also the sea of clouds farther away is endless. The huge celestial phenomenon not only covered the sky of the entire Zhenling Bieyuan, but also seemed to be affected by the guard formation of Tianling Mountain at this time.
It seems that there is only the sound of sword chant in the whole sky, and within the range covered by the celestial phenomena brought about by Lu Ping's sword practice, no matter it is a magic weapon, a magic weapon, or a magic weapon, as long as it is a sword weapon, at this moment Under Lu Ping's swordsmanship, there seems to be a posture of ten thousand swords. If anyone wants to challenge Lu Ping at this time, as long as the weapon in his hand is a flying sword, his strength will be weakened out of thin air, unless otherwise Human swordsmanship is also at the level of supernatural powers.
At this time, Lu Ping seemed to have infinite joy in his heart. Just as he unfolded all the sword skills he had mastered, Lu Ping finally used the sword art of inclusiveness and rivers again. At this moment, Lu Ping finally crossed the barrier in his The Kan in front of him: This time is a veritable swordsmanship supernatural power!
Although Lu Ping has already comprehended the realm of great swordsmanship supernatural powers, but after all, the sword art of inclusiveness is not created by Lu Ping himself, and what he has comprehended is nothing but other people's things. Although the power is still powerful, he cannot be handy after all. The power can be fully displayed, but this time Xianyangfeng's sword practice finally allowed Lu Ping to seize this opportunity and incorporate everything about swordsmanship that he has learned over the years into his own swordsmanship.
It turns out that this is the true meaning of the determination to be inclusive of all rivers!
This is his own great swordsmanship!
This is the real sword art that is inclusive of all rivers!
At this time, Lu Ping's commotion was not limited to the Real Spirit Hospital, even the monks on Tianling Mountain were also alarmed. In the black night sky, streaks of light of various colors came towards Xianyang Peak, many of them The aura of a monk surpassed Lu Ping's senses. Even when Lu Ping achieved his own great supernatural power, a mysterious thought suddenly descended from the top of Tianling Mountain. After sweeping past Lu Ping, it was mysteriously Disappear.
At this time, Lu Ping had woken up from the comprehension of swordsmanship. As soon as the golden scale sword was retracted, the huge swordsmanship vortex in the sky disappeared immediately. Dozens of flying sword magic weapons fell from the sky, but they were all broken copper. Rotten iron.
When Lu Ping looked at the entire platform, he saw that the entire seventh platform had been destroyed beyond recognition when he practiced swordsmanship. However, Lu Ping smiled with satisfaction when he saw the platform that was riddled with holes by the blast of sword light and sword energy. This can be regarded as a place of inheritance left by Lu Ping here. In the future, if monks who devote themselves to sword cultivation come here, they will be able to gain something from this riddled platform.
Lu Ping glanced at the six blood-refining disciples behind him who had been observing his swordsmanship, and then glanced at the void around him. He suddenly laughed loudly, and then his whole body disintegrated, turning into a puddle of flowing water. , where there is no trace of Lu Ping on the platform.
The small supernatural power of escapism!