Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 36 Sword Qi is like a lotus
"what!"

Meng Ping's eyes were red, and anger gushed out of his chest.

Eight younger sisters are indifferent, do not strive for fame and fortune, and have always only loved Lingzhi.

Fujiyama Island lacks spiritual power, and several monks in the family's ninth-level Qi training are unwilling to go to work.

In the end, Meng Xiu took the initiative to volunteer and came to Tengshan Island, where she stayed for several years.

Such a family hero who is as indifferent as a white lotus, quiet and far-reaching, unexpectedly lost his life at the hands of outsiders today!
Meng Ping was completely angry, her teeth were gnashing loudly, her eyes caught Chen Ping fiercely, and she roared: "You little bastard, take your life!"

Chen Ping didn't say a word, his expression was indifferent.

There is no doubt that the law of the jungle has always been the law of the jungle in the cultivation world.

The Meng family and his Chen family were hostile to each other, and when people from the two families met outside, they would fight to the death.

What's more, both Chen Ping's father and mother died tragically at the claws of the Meng family, and the hatred between the two is so deep that it is impossible to describe.

Therefore, even if the Meng and Yu clans were slaughtered, Chen Ping would not frown and soften his heart!
As for the colorful fan Hengtian Talisman that was used up before it was warmed up, Chen Ping didn't have any regrets.

Hole cards are for use.

When many monks fight, they are still hesitant when they have the upper hand, and they are not willing to waste their hole cards.

In the end, he let the enemy touch the corpse for nothing and got a big deal.

The combination of Meng Ping and Meng Xiu is somewhat stronger than the two Yu Hui brothers.

Getting rid of one of them in advance now has also increased his odds of winning by several percent.

"Death!"

Meng Ping roared angrily, summoned two swords, one white and one purple, tipped heavily on the sole of his feet under the pit, and flew up to the sky in a flash, stabbing towards Chen Ping.

Chen Ping's eyes flashed, and he immediately held up a delicate jade hairpin.

Then, a milky white shield blocked in front of him.

The magic weapons used by monks are divided into six classes.

They are Magical Artifact, Spiritual Artifact, Taoist Artifact, Spiritual Artifact, Spiritual Treasure, and Tongtian Lingbao.

The magic weapon snatched from others must spend a lot of time and effort to erase the mark of the original owner before it can be used again.

The magic weapon is the lowest magic weapon, it only needs to be tempered with spiritual power before it can be used.

Spiritual artifacts, Taoist artifacts, etc. above magical artifacts are often sacrificed with the power of the soul.

This hosta is Yu Man's treasure, named "Guquan Hairpin".

Chen Fang just got it, and he hasn't sacrificed more, so he can only exert its [-]% effect.

"boom!"

The white and purple swords slashed on the shield formed by the Guquan hairpin, rippling circles of transparent energy, and filled with the idea of ​​destruction.

"kill!"

Meng Ping's grim expression increased his mana infusion.

Chen Ping sneered, and followed him to inject spiritual energy.

The two stalemate for a while, Meng Ping was only half a step away from Chen Ping, but he didn't make any progress within an hour and a half.

"This kid only has seven levels of Qi training, why is his mana so strong!"

Meng Ping calmed down, and then a strong killing intent arose spontaneously from the bottom of his heart.

Can't let him go!

Even if we die together, we must leave this son on Tengshan Island!

Otherwise, when he builds the foundation, my Meng family will fall into endless night!
Meng Ping had put his own life and death behind him at this time.

The family is his heaven, but it is also his root.

In order to solve the family's future crisis, Meng Ping felt that he would spare his life, and would not regret it even if he died!
"Ding!"

Seeing that the two swords and the jade hairpin were evenly matched, and it was hard to tell the winner, Meng Ping took the initiative to withdraw his spiritual power, floated lightly, and retreated to the eye of the lotus platform formation.

"Now Meng has believed it, Yu Hui and Yu Huang were indeed beheaded by you alone."

The white beard fluttered, Meng Ping said with a livid face.

Chen Ping suddenly smiled at him, and said, "You don't need to make insinuations, Fellow Daoist Meng."

"Lu told the truth, the only enemy you face is the next one, kill me, and you will live!"

Meng Ping was slightly taken aback, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

This kid is really cunning and cunning, he immediately guessed the mystery in his words.

"Okay, Fellow Daoist is also a happy person!"

Meng Ping said gloomyly: "Before I fight to the death with you, Meng has a question, I hope you can answer it."

"Oh?"

Chen Ping touched his chin and said noncommittally.

"The strength of fellow daoists is far beyond the peak of ordinary Qi training. According to common sense, there is absolutely no force that can be cultivated in this sea area of ​​thousands of miles."

"Meng wants to know, where exactly are you from, and what grievances do you have with my Meng family?"

Meng Ping asked in a cold voice with a hint of doubt.

"You Daoist Meng is a dying person, so it's pointless to ask these questions."

Chen Ping shook his head, lost interest in talking nonsense, and suddenly drew out the Jade Sword, injecting all the little mana left.

The next moment, a dead sword energy emerged out of thin air.

Then nine green and jade-like green lotuses swayed slightly, separated side by side, forming a field of their own.

Meng Ping is very powerful, and he is the most difficult one among the four peak Qi training monks.

Chen Ping also gave enough respect.

Another shot is the strongest move he can use so far!
The second form of Qinglian's Sixteen Cut Sword Jue, the sword energy is like a lotus!

Compared with Qinglian's appearance, the sword energy exuded by the sword like lotus is more fierce, and, under this tyrannical atmosphere, there is also a trace of devouring intention mixed in.

"This is at least the Xuanpin swordsmanship!"

While speaking, Meng Ping's face was squeezed by Qinglian's sword energy, and it was extremely deformed.

As far as he knew, the whole sect of Scarlet Heaven Sect had only one low-level profound-grade kung fu, and non-true disciples could not practice it.

The more Meng Ping thought about it, the colder his heart became, he had the honor to ask for some advice on the True Qi Cultivation of the Scarlet Heaven Sect, but it was never so powerful!

Could it be that this person is a disciple of the Jindan Sect, but why did he sneak into the Tengshan Island mine vein?
"This matter is really weird!"

Facing the crisis of life and death, Meng Ping, who has experienced many battles, came back to his senses in just a few moments, and a giant six-bone umbrella tilted out!

This is his most proud defensive magic weapon, the top-grade magic weapon "Sky Avoiding Umbrella".

Relying on this air-avoiding umbrella, he once set a glorious record of retreating with one enemy and many enemies.

"go with!"

Meng Ping pushed forward with his left hand, and the bone umbrella, which was several times the size of an ordinary oil-paper umbrella, suddenly swelled up to the size of a small hill.

Chen Ping pointed at the nine green lotuses, and in an instant, all the lotus leaves turned to one side.

Following that, nine green lotuses soared up into the air, and behind each of them a ghostly shadow of a spirit sword loomed, mighty and mighty, with unparalleled sword energy.

"die!"

Chen Ping yelled violently, the power of sword energy like lotus has reached its peak, and he can't control it for long.

The phantoms of the nine spiritual swords slashed down at the same time, like divine thunder descending from the sky, shaking the sky.

Although the power is not as powerful as the Colored Fan Technique, the effect on the scene has far surpassed it.

"boom!"

The lotus is like a sword, and the sword is a lotus.

When the sword lotus came, the Bikong Umbrella bent a little bit, and its body became smaller and weaker.

When the nine sword lotuses fell down together, the umbrella that covered the sky and the sun had already been beaten back to its original state.

There were originally six silver bones, but only three are left to support the umbrella body.

Meng Ping, who was hiding under the umbrella, had a gray face and was panting.

However, Chen Ping's condition is not much better.

After repeated battles, not only the power of the soul is close to drying up, but even the mana is less than [-]% of its heyday.

The defense strength of this six-bone umbrella exceeded his expectations.

The sword energy that has reached the Dacheng state is like a lotus, but it can't completely destroy it.

However, this was mainly because Chen Ping's cultivation limited his sword skills.

If he is at the ninth level of Qi training, the six-bone umbrella will definitely be unable to resist and will shatter in an instant.

Meng Ping quickly swallowed a elixir, staring at Chen Ping, his killing intent fluctuated more obviously.

The core magic weapon is damaged, he doesn't care now.

How to kill this son on Fujiyama Island is his only obsession.

(End of this chapter)