The ghost cultivator's magic realm barrier was opened and then broken, the breath of the great demon soul appeared and disappeared, only the sword energy that was running rampant, ignoring the realm suppression, was as arrogant and sharp as usual, stirring up hurricanes and scattering earth and rocks all over the sky.
The young cultivator always sat firmly in the battle circle, his eyes closed, with a hint of determination between his brows, letting the sword shadows and magic light flash around him.
The ground was in a mess, with faint traces of blood visible.
The huge gap in cultivation was made up by his superb swordsmanship. Blood gushed out from between his fingers, flowed down the cold white sword and dripped into the soil.
"You always exceed my expectations by being able to hold on for this long."
"I can support that, can you still wait?"
"It's time to end it," two streams of black air spewed out from the mouth of the skeleton, turning into two thin threads that silently wrapped around the two people. Master Lu's voice was filled with pity, "You have reached your limit. You can't take this move. Die."
With very little true energy left, the swordsman in white stopped moving and seemed to have given up resistance.
"□□Ancestors!" an angry roar rang out.
At the same time, the young man on the ground opened his eyes.
A faint light emanated from between the eyebrows and disappeared in a flash, which was a sign of a successful breakthrough.
The third level of Qi transformation!
Fortunately, he had the Qi-transforming pill, which allowed him to break through at the fastest speed. Gu Pinglin didn't have time to feel the joy before he was met with the greatest killing intent. In danger, Gu Pinglin's eyes suddenly darkened, and he instinctively slapped the ground with his palms. He flew straight into the air, emitting dozens of sword qi, and finally dispersed the chasing ghost qi.
With a muffled groan, Yan Sen staggered back a few steps before he could stand firm, spitting out several mouthfuls of black blood. He wiped his mouth fiercely and did not forget to curse: "How dare you plot against me? Fuck your mother!"
He looked really miserable, his clothes were torn, blood was oozing from his wounds, and there was a lingering black aura. It seemed that he had fallen into a trap and suffered a great loss. Now he had to forcefully break through the Great Demon Soul Boundary to save people. He was probably seriously injured. It was because he appeared in time to attack Master Lu that Master Lu had to withdraw his attack and recover his energy to protect himself. Only then was Gu Pinglin able to easily disperse the ghost energy and escape from danger. But he was only forced to save Duan Qingming because his soul was restrained. If Gu Pinglin had not broken through and woke up in time, he would never have been so kind to save him.
Gu Pinglin shifted his gaze away from the furious Yan Sen and looked to the other side.
The famous wind sword floated in the air. Even though the white-clothed swordsman's clothes were stained with blood, he remained calm and indifferent. He looked at this side with a smile on his face, and had no intention of helping from beginning to end.
"Just right, we will get rid of the trouble forever." People from Feijian Palace were almost there, and Master Lu knew that time was running out, so he used all his killing moves. Suddenly, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the big demon spirits that had besieged Yan Sen before were summoned and gathered around him.
Yan Sen was seriously injured and barely managed to take two blows. He shouted angrily, "Little bastard, if you dare to watch me die, I will kill you first!"
Duan Qingming not only did not attack upon hearing this, but he put away his sword and returned to his smiling and carefree attitude: "Why do you have to kill people at every turn? Don't worry, you won't die."
"You are too confident." Master Lu sneered.
Duan Qingming said, "No, I'm not the confident one."
Master Lu probably also sensed something was wrong, and asked in a tense voice, "Who is it?"
"It's me." Facing a dozen big demon spirits, Gu Pinglin spoke calmly.
A huge full moon appeared in the sky, shining brightly all over the ground. The scene seemed familiar, but the difference was that the full moon was falling rapidly. The moment it fell to the ground, the earth seemed to shake with it. A majestic sword energy exploded, and the light was so bright that people could hardly open their eyes!
In the dazzling white light, a purple shadow shot up into the sky!
"Okay!" the three said in unison.
Yan Sen hummed again: "Using the formation into the sword does not count as swordsmanship."
Master Lu came back to his senses and said, "It's a good move, but with just this level of cultivation, do you think you can resist me?"
"Then you must have seen it wrong," Duan Qingming said with a smile, "This is not only a good move, but also a good formation."
"Formation?" Master Lu finally realized something was wrong and cried out, "Not good!"
In an instant, the pure yang energy of the formation broke through the heavy death energy, and the undead in the formation turned into flying smoke. Several big demon souls even howled and struggled, as if they were tortured, and their shadows became fainter and fainter.
Master Lu was silent for a moment: "Why didn't I notice it?"
"Because this formation was not complete before, my swordsmanship is the last part," Gu Pinglin stood in the shadow of the full moon, his cape fluttering behind him, "I've said before that your formation skills are not as good as mine."
As far as the sword is concerned, using formations to practice swordplay is a new approach, but it is ultimately not pure enough. However, this sword technique that integrates formation techniques can also easily return to the formation, and this is Gu Pinglin's greatest reliance.
Master Lu sighed: "I admit it."
"You are a genius in formations, but unfortunately you neglected the essence and focused on the art of clever words. You lack the word 'specialization'," Gu Pinglin decisively raised his palm to slap the hilt of the sword, and the long sword flew out like a meteor. "The opportunity has passed, can you afford to waste it?"
"People from Feijian Palace are coming. I'll hide first." Yan Sen fled in a hurry.
"I underestimated you this time. See you later." Master Lu was also decisive. Although he suffered a loss, he still maintained his rationality. The skull suddenly shrank to its normal size, turned into a red light and flew away.
Knowing that he couldn't stop him, Gu Pinglin was about to withdraw his sword after it missed. Suddenly, a familiar sense of crisis descended!
Hundreds of sword shadows sprouted from the ground like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Each one was about three feet high, with the tip of the sword pointing to the sky, forming a forest of swords that firmly locked the red light.
The flaming phoenix fell from the sky!
Accompanied by a devastating tremor, the ground cracked, boulders rolled, and the red light was swallowed up by the sword light!
Master Lu groaned, finally realizing that he was careless, and said with an undisguised anger: "You can still use such a sword move, your Dantian can't have so much true energy... Could it be that you are more than the eighth level of Na Yuan!"
"What do you guess?" Duan Qingming staggered to his feet, breathing slightly.
Time waits for no one, Master Lu did not dare to stay any longer. A red light suddenly flashed, and he fled quickly, leaving only a small piece of broken bones falling to the ground.
Duan Qingming did not chase him, but Gu Pinglin moved. He turned around and changed his palm into a claw, but with a low groan, a young man in black was fetched in front of him and fell to the ground.
Duan Qingming put away his sword and pretended to be surprised: "Hey, isn't this Brother Li's beloved disciple? Why are you here?"
"It's me," Lan Feiyu clenched her hands in her sleeves, lowered her eyes, and showed a well-behaved and polite look, "The two Miss Zhou and I were captured by Master Lu. I didn't dare to come out just now because I didn't want to disturb you. Thank you two seniors for saving me."
"Really?" Gu Pinglin laughed twice, "Does the accomplice need help?"
Lan Feiyu was shocked, but he remained calm: "Don't misunderstand me, I'm a disciple of Yinlan, how could I associate with ghost cultivators." He bit his lip and raised his head and said: "It seems that you two have a good relationship with the Sword Demon Yan Sen..." Before he finished speaking, his face turned pale and he bent over in pain.
"Hide your identity and don't provoke people you can't afford to offend," Gu Pinglin withdrew his hand and said coldly, "Not exposing you doesn't mean I will tolerate your actions again and again. Not killing you doesn't mean I can't kill you. This is my warning."
Lan Feiyu knew that his plot to plot against the two people in the Creation Cave had been discovered when he heard this. He did not quibble any more, but stood up with pain, his eyes darkening a little: "Why didn't you expose me?"
"I am not interested in your affairs."
Seeing that he didn't ask about Master Lu's identity, Lan Feiyu was puzzled but secretly relieved: "You..." Noticing some movement, he stopped talking and quickly stood up.
It turned out that Nie Yu had arrived with the Feijian Palace's people. The Wan family's disciples were rescued, the Great Demon Soul's barrier was broken, and the Zhou sisters were also found. Fortunately, they were still alive, but unconscious. Knowing that Master Lu had been hiding in the University Village to refine the Great Demon Soul, the Feijian Palace lost face. Several elders were furious. Gu Pinglin pointed in a direction, and they couldn't wait to chase him. The two Taoist supervisors stayed behind to appease everyone, hoping that the matter would not be spread.
"Fortunately, Yan Sen and Master Lu were both injured, otherwise we would have been killed. Alas."
…
After this life-and-death battle, the man was obviously exhausted, but he showed no sign of fatigue. He dealt with Nie Yu and the others with ease, and even acted as if he was still frightened. Gu Pinglin did not continue watching, but walked to the side and looked down at the broken bones.
The sword strike just now did not hurt Red Tongue Qiao Huang, but the skeleton was a parasitic magic weapon that was refined together with Qiao Huang. The skeleton was damaged, and Master Lu suffered a great loss. A grudge was formed.
There was no need for Gu Pinglin and the others to intervene in the subsequent matters, as the Feijian Palace would handle them. The five of them successfully passed through Taixue Village and entered the jurisdiction of Taiyi Dao. When it was about to dawn, Gu Pinglin found a nearby inn to stay in, intending to rest for two days before leaving.
Fighting in Duyin Land, all three were exhausted. Yan Sen was the most seriously injured, while Gu Pinglin was the least injured. However, he had just made a breakthrough, and after healing his wounds, he spent another day consolidating his cultivation, and only finished his practice in the evening of the next day.
When I went out, I heard the roar from Duan Qingming's room.
"Did you know that it was a big demon soul trap?"
"No way, you're overthinking it."
"You deliberately said that Lu Zhiren was in there to trick me!"
"I just said he might be in there, but I didn't expect I was wrong. Sorry."
"fart!"
"Oh, that's really insulting."
"Why are you pretending to be so polite, you cruel and merciless bastard?"
"Even if you are a senior, you can't just accuse a good person."
…
Yan Sen was sure that he did it on purpose, but he couldn't produce any evidence, so he could only jump up and down: "Fuck your ancestors!"
"They are all in the Duan Clan Ancestral Hall." Duan Qingming half leaned on the chair in front of the window, looking at the scroll in his hand and turning a page leisurely, "Please feel free to do as you please."
Xin Ji beside him laughed, "It's the Duan family from the Southern Realm. Please feel free to do as you please, brother."
Yan Sen was choked and his eyes widened, his old face turned black and he couldn't curse anymore.
The Soul Sword School is very powerful and famous, but he is only one person after all. The Duan family is a big and powerful family with many inner alchemy elders in charge, so he will be defeated if he goes there.
Yan Sen held it in for a long while, and finally remembered something, and smiled sinisterly: "You are no longer a member of the Duan family, I will find the Lingxin Sect..."
"Hmm?" Duan Qingming narrowed his eyes.
Yan Sen was caught off guard by that cold gaze and was stunned, and he couldn't help but swallow the harsh words that followed.
Gu Pinglin coughed and walked in.
Seeing him coming, Yan Sen snorted, flicked his sleeves and left: "I will kill you one day!"
Duan Qingming put down the book with a smile: "The idea is commendable, but it still requires more effort."
Seeing him looking at him, Xin Ji felt guilty and quickly laughed it off: "Brother Yan just has a bad temper. I'll go see Young Master Cheng, you two can chat slowly." After saying that, he nodded to Gu Pinglin and hurried out.
There were only two people left in the room, and Gu Pinglin said, "I'm sorry to bother you."
Duan Qingming changed into a clean white robe and tied a purple-black belt. There was no sign of injury. "What a coincidence."
"That's right, I could have broken through a long time ago, but I kept suppressing it for safety reasons. After all, I failed too many times." Gu Pinglin pursed his lips when he said this. In fact, he showed signs of a breakthrough after detoxifying in the cave. "The timing is too coincidental, so it's inevitable that you'll be suspicious."
His slender fingers tapped the paper slowly, and Duan Qingming asked, "Did I doubt you?"
Gu Pinglin calmed down and said, "You were the most dangerous person at that time. Master Lu wanted to kill you more than me. If you died in his hands, I wouldn't have to bear the crime of killing my fellow disciples."
"Isn't that so?"
"I want to kill you, but taking risks is not my style. What if you don't stay? After all, for someone like you, nothing is so important that you would desperately protect it," Gu Pinglin said. "Besides, Master Lu is very smart and it's not easy to deal with him. Do you think I would be so self-indulgent as to test you with my life?"
"Hmm..." Duan Qingming's expression was unclear, "Taking risks is not your style, but you still took the risk."
Gu Pinglin said without hesitation: "I chose to take the risk for three reasons. First, you, Duan Qingming, have always liked to challenge impossible things. With Yan Sen as your trump card, you are likely to stay and use Master Lu to test your limits. Second, Master Lu hates you the most. If you run away, there is a 70% chance that he will not kill me immediately. The sword formation is my trump card. As for the third..." Gu Pinglin paused and said: "You can understand it as, I believe you can do it and handle it."
Duan Qingming chuckled when he heard this: "Well, that makes sense. Junior brother is very eloquent. If I were Master Lu, I would definitely not miss your tongue."
"If you don't believe me, I'm not a great eloquent person."
"You expect me to believe that?"
"Whatever you think is true," Gu Pinglin didn't care much and stopped talking about it. "No matter what, I should thank you."
"How do you thank me?"
Gu Pinglin avoided answering and walked to the window: "How is your injury?"
"Of course... It hurts, it's serious," Duan Qingming glanced at him with a sidelong glance, his upturned eyes showing endless charm, "What should I do?"
Gu Pinglin pressed his lips and answered naturally: "Nothing, just asking."
"Not sincere."
"You are pretending too much. Your medical skills are not inferior to mine. In fact, there is no need for me to ask."
"I am deeply touched that Junior Brother is willing to condescend to ask this question." Duan Qingming flicked the wrinkles on his shoulders with his fingers, lowered his eyes slightly, and curved his thin lips into a familiar arc. "If he knew that you wanted to marry Qu Lin, Bu Shuihan would probably be even more touched, don't you think?"
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Gu Jiu (expressionless): I hate evildoers the most. I was traumatized by the abuse in my previous life.
Duan Liu: Well, it seems that I forgot to help you... get rid of the psychological trauma.
Gu Jiu: Come and die!
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Master Lu: You are not someone who is inferior to others.
Duan Liu: Good eyesight. What about Gu Xiaojiu
Master Lu: He can barely fit in there.
Gu Jiu: ... (with a straight face) Do you know why you failed? Because God gave you the talent for formations, but you practiced the art of tricks.
Duan Liu: Not really. The night gave you black eyes, but you used them to distinguish between top and bottom. This is your biggest mistake.
Master Lu: …
Gu Jiu: Brother Lu, do you need cooperation
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Gu Jiu: Detoxification means a breakthrough. How can you say such a thing
Duan Liu: Are you poisoned today
Gu Jiu (calmly): Come here, I won’t kill you.