Boom boom boom!
It seemed like a continuous sound, and it seemed like it was repeated continuously. In short, the sound sounded continuously, and together with it was Lu Ping's roaring soul, rushing forward, left, backward, and right, and the last one hit the ground. The fist started to spread in all directions as the surface of the earth spread.
Snowy mountains? volcano? Cishan?
The three mountains that made it difficult for Lu Ping and Su Tang to move were instantly rolled over by Ming's Soul. There was no need to go into details as to whether the mountains were real or fake. It all came to nothing in an instant.
She Luo Net, Thousand Dao Knot, Human Heaven, Heaven Like Sweeping... These low-level customized powers are also spread over large areas of the street. When Lu Ping punched the ground, they formed their ubiquitous soul power. It was already under impact. In an instant, the net of shelter was broken, thousands of knots were severed, the world and the sky became a thing of the past, and the sky seemed to have swept away itself, and it was indistinguishable from Sanshan Island.
Then there were two punches to the left and right, hitting the walls on the left and right of the street one after another. The spirit of sound invaded and spread along the wall. These ordinary houses are not Qi Sha Tang, so how can they withstand Lu Ping's roaring soul passing through them. It was broken after being passed, and it was broken after it was passed. The left and right sides of the street began to break from where Lu Ping's fist hit, and then quickly spread to both sides and collapsed. But the speed of collapse was far inferior to the transmission of Ming Zhi Po. In just a moment, it had spread from both sides to the end of the street. Walls and houses slowly collapsed, but the people standing on top died very quickly. Wherever Ming Zhipo passed, almost no one was spared. Most of them were still arranging their soul power to beat Lu Ping to pieces, but in the blink of an eye, they were killed by Lu Ping's Ming Soul.
Along with the left and right walls, Lu Ping's two punches forward and backward were also transmitted forward and backward.
He punched the earth wall backwards, destroying the power in an instant. The earth wall collapsed, and Lu Ping didn't even look at it. Throwing that punch forward, he destroyed whatever powers he encountered along the way, killed whomever he encountered, and finally rushed to Xing Wen, who was standing at the front.
This is the Ming Soul that has been strengthened by 170% by the Blowing Horn Battalion. Without the changes of Feiyin Zhan, its speed is not fast enough, but this is not fast enough compared to Lu Chenfeng. Xing Wen was not Lu Chenfeng. Not to mention the speed of Fei Yin Slash, even a simple Ming Zhi Po like Lu Ping couldn't keep up even after being strengthened to 170%. He was able to dodge Lu Ping's attack only by predicting it. He inferred Lu Ping's attack in advance from Lu Ping's body movements that were not concealed enough.
But this time he didn't have time to pay attention to Lu Ping's movements. Like other country-protecting monks who were already at ease, he was more focused on how to launch his own attack.
He is the chief of the Protectorate and the strongest person in the Protectorate. Emperor Xuan asked him by name for Lu Ping's head. He was the one who would complete the final blow. That was of course the most appropriate and safest.
One of his hands has already clasped the magic weapon hanging on his waist - that inconspicuous waist pendant is his fifth-level magic weapon human pendant. Very few people know this, except for Emperor Xuan and a few The confidants and others are all dead.
So Xing Wen really didn't let up. With the overall situation decided, he was even preparing to use his very secret magic weapon, preparing to use the sixth-level superpower matching this magic weapon to fall into red Qianye.
But he didn't expect that Lu Ping would suddenly let go and fight back at this time, let alone that Lu Ping actually didn't feel that he was in a desperate situation at all. He was not forced to retreat by the Protectorate's offensive from the Sand Puppet, but he wanted to retreat himself. If he had wanted to, he could have moved forward, put all the attacks behind him, and rushed to Xing Wen to learn from him.
He didn't, just because he didn't think about catching the thief first or the king. He just thought it would be best if everyone stayed still and let him leave like this.
So he made suggestions, but no one paid attention to them. The offensive of the Protectorate was launched, so Lu Ping could only kill them all. Because he had already found Su Tang, he didn't need to save his energy. He was thinking about how to solve these obstacles quickly and efficiently so that he could take Su Tang away safely.
Xing Wen and the six masters standing in front were obstacles, as were the country-protecting monks ambushing on the left and right. Lu Ping did not carefully distinguish which obstacles were big and which were small. If they were obstacles, he would remove them all. Lu Ping treated them equally.
So he retreated, not to avoid the threats in front, but to let those behind who were far away from him approach quickly. So to be precise, he was not running away, but facing him.
However, the Protectorate was afraid that Lu Ping would escape. They thought Lu Ping had been restrained, so they began to gather and launch a joint attack. This was exactly what Lu Ping expected. Then at this time, various customizations were launched, and Sanshan Island was completed. Sanshan Island does have a certain influence on Lu Ping, but that is mainly because Lu Ping has to take care of the injured Su Tang. Seeing that it was not good to wait for the country-protecting monks to gather in this situation, Lu Ping punched, put on the blowing horn and punched with the battalion, front, back, left, right, and down, spreading out his soul soul.
So all the customization and all the offensives collapsed.
All the monks who were protected by the soul of the sound fell down.
Then there was Xing Wen. The forward punch was not specifically aimed at him, but because he happened to be standing right in front, the sound of the punch happened to rush towards him. Then without pausing too much on him, Ming Zhipo passed through him as if passing by, followed by Cheng Huan, who was standing behind him, still immersed in the shock that Sanshan Island was instantly eliminated, and then He has been cleared. Then, the crooked stone monument of the Protectorate was passed by, and it cracked instantly. After that, some scattered Ming Zhi soul swept into the Protectorate, penetrating and sweeping through it.
Lu Ping didn't care about these.
All the offensives on the seven-mile long street have been dismantled, and those protective monks who were sent to by the soul of the sound only have half of their lives. There were some who were not affected, or the damage was minor, but Lu Ping didn't care. His perception had not stopped, and the horn blowing company had not been picked up. If there was any obstacle, it would be nothing more than a few more punches.
"Let's go." He said to Su Tang. All he really cared about was the people around him.
"Oh." Su Tang responded, a little stunned. Five punches, the dignified Xuanjun Protectorate Council has turned into this. Isn't the cold, strong and principled Protectorate Council Chief Xing Wen standing on the street dead? The top master of the Protectorate Council was killed before he even had a chance to take action?
Su Tang was stunned for a while, but he was relieved immediately.
"That's right!" She smiled happily.
If the six souls are connected, shouldn't they have such strength? What's so surprising about this?
"Compared to before, I am indeed much more at ease." Lu Ping said with a smile.
Su Tang understood what this meant. When they first escaped from the snowy field, Lu Ping could no longer use his soul power, and Su Tang had never practiced seriously. The two of them were taken back to Fengfeng Academy by Guo Youdao. They seemed to be studying like the others, but in fact they were hiding. . They seem to have gained freedom, but the shadow in their hearts is a lingering shackles. Their hearts are still trapped in the cell with only one air hole, for fear that one day the organization will find them and take them back there.
They were cautious and on alert. The first time he experienced relaxation was when Lu Ping found the flaw to achieve ecstasy for the first time.
But now, Lu Ping has finally reached the point where he has single-handedly swept through the Xuanjun Academy Supervisory Committee. Naturally, he feels more at ease and more relaxed than before.
"That's right." Lu Ping said suddenly, "I met someone from the organization at Beidou College."
"In Beidou College?" Su Tang was surprised.
"Yes, but the other party is from the Qingfeng Lin family." Lu Ping said.
"The Qingfeng Lin family..." Su Tang had all the common sense that ordinary people should have, so he naturally knew about the Qingfeng Lin family.
"It's a long story. Let's talk about it in detail when we go out." Lu Ping said.
"Okay." Su Tang nodded.
The two chatted and walked away. The surviving monks who protected the country just stared blankly, and those who were still in pain did not dare to even moan. After Lu Ping and Su Tang stopped talking, the only sound left on the Qili Long Street was their rustling footsteps.
They walked out of the street, facing Xing Wen. The strongest man of the Protectorate is still standing, looking a little hasty, but he still looks quite majestic. Lu Ping didn't even look at him. He had already sensed that this man was no longer alive. His eyes fell on Ji Guang, who was standing still to the left behind Xing Wen with only a pair of underwear left.
"How to get out of the city?" Lu Ping asked.
Ji Guang stared at him blankly. He was stunned for three seconds before turning around with his stiff body. He stretched out his right hand, but instead of condensing his soul power into a bow, he pointed at an intersection over there.
"Which way to go?" Lu Ping asked.
Ji Guang nodded stupidly.
Lu Ping and Su Tang immediately walked past him, and he heard the two chatting behind him.
"Is this the person who almost shot you just now?"
"Um."
"Kill?"
"forget it."
In a few simple sentences, without explaining any reason at all, Ji Guang, who was most likely to kill Su Tang, survived. He should have been lucky, but for some reason, deep fear arose in his heart.
The conversation between the two showed how they didn't care about him, even though he almost killed Su Tang. They are not afraid that leaving Ji Guang will cause future troubles. That seems to be because they have absolute confidence in controlling Ji Guang's life and death at any time.
So if you want to kill, then kill; if you don’t want to, then forget it.
Who would take the things that happen in a moment seriously?
One's own life, one's own life and death, in the eyes of others, are just things that do not need to be taken seriously, and are just a matter of thought.
Ji Guang's eyes suddenly darkened and he fainted.
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