Is that a small step for you?
If Cao Zhi had these seven steps like you, he would have escaped from the city long ago.
I'm embarrassed to scold you...
He Ping'an complained in his heart, but the other party had lowered his attitude and apologized to him. Moreover, Tang Longshan was in the middle of a martial arts fight at this time, so it was difficult to say anything for the time being. He snorted coldly and stopped talking.
But I'm already thinking in my heart, it's not polite to come back without reciprocating. I'll let you know what social evil is in a moment.
At this moment, King Lu and Shao Anjing also jumped from a distance and landed in front of He Pingan.
Seeing the defeated Wu Fumu trapped in the formation, King Lu's heart trembled. He wanted to speak, but stopped.
"Uh-huh-huh...Prince, save me!"
When Wu Fumu saw King Lu coming, he suddenly became happy and quickly asked for help.
When Tang Longshan heard Wu Fumu asking for help from King Lu, his face tightened and he said nothing. He quickly kneaded the secret in his hand, and a faint blue electric light emerged from the clouds.
Wu Fumu could not escape from the formation, so he would be able to defeat her easily with just one blow.
"My lord...save me quickly!"
Wu Fumu's face changed color and she begged for mercy.
King Lu's expression changed several times, he sighed softly, and just as he was about to take action, a thunderbolt sounded, and a faint blue electric light fell on his head, striking towards Wu Fumu.
"boom!"
The lightning exploded and split the Yin Qi in the formation in an instant. The Yin Qi in Wu Fumu's ghost body collapsed and his cultivation was gone.
At this moment, a vague sound of chanting came, and at the same time, a mysterious and strange pulling force came from the void, trying to take Wu Fumu's soul away.
'Huh......'
He Ping'an's heart moved. Isn't this the soul refining technique of Wangui Sect?
Song Mian has been destroyed by himself, so why does this soul refining technique still exist?
Could it be an elder from Wangui Sect?
Or was Song Mian saved by the ghost fairy Song Baihong?
Or is it that the sect leader Song Xian is just a puppet, and there are experts behind the Wangui Sect?
Could it be Song Baihong?
"What a monster!"
Tang Longshan stared angrily, and all the magic power in his body surged out, landing on the four yellow flags, intending to stop this pulling force.
I saw four small yellow flags standing like pacesetters. On the flags, thick earth-yellow spiritual power was exuding, locking the space in the yellow flags.
"Stab it!"
There was a soft sound of paper being torn, and an obvious crack suddenly appeared on a small yellow flag in the west.
When Tang Longshan saw this, he felt heartbroken. He made a secret gesture with both hands and quickly put away the four yellow flags.
As soon as the flag was put away, the inexplicable pulling force enveloped Wu Fumu and escaped into the void.
In an instant, it disappeared into the void.
Tang Longshan's flying boat had a flash of inspiration and chased it to the west for more than ten miles. Finally, with a long sigh, it turned back.
It wasn't that he wasn't willing to chase, but that he couldn't catch up at all. He chased for more than ten miles, but the inexplicable force had already escaped for nearly a hundred miles. The difference in escape speed between the two sides was nearly ten times. How could he catch up.
When King Lu saw Wu Fumu being rescued, he felt relieved. The lives of more than a hundred people were involved. If the Changsheng Palace obtained the confession, it would be uncomfortable to have a copy of it in front of Emperor Jiaming.
The culprit was not caught. Tang Longshan looked gloomy and threw the bodies of the Ding Weishan couple into the flying boat. Without saying a word, he took He Ping'an and the others back to Lu County in the flying boat.
King Lu and Shao Anjing looked around and found nothing unusual, so they returned to Lu County.
...
In the void, there are strong winds.
In just one hour, the pulling force had already carried Wu Fumu for nearly three thousand miles.
At this moment, in the void ahead, a stern-faced swordsman in white suddenly emerged from it.
"Zheng!"
The sword finger pointed at the void, and a cold white sword light lit up in the night sky. With just one stroke of the sword, the mysterious pulling force was cut off.
Wu Fumu's soul fell into the hands of the swordsman in white.
It was the clone left by He Pingan.
Upon discovering that Wu Fumu's soul had been taken away, the supernatural power quickly grew several times, and rushed towards He Ping'an with great power, intending to crush him on the spot.
He Ping'an thought, and a long black sword flashed from his hand, called Wu Sheath.
"cut!"
Following his faint voice, the black-sheathed sword slashed down, and what came out was white sword light. The sharp sword energy directly overwhelmed the strange force and chopped it into pieces.
Another effect of the Immortality Technique he recently tested is that the seven spiritual powers in the body can be converted into each other. At this time, He Ping'an used the white Gengjin Qi to add sharpness to the flying sword.
After smashing the alien force, He Ping'an's figure kept moving, and the black light disappeared in the night, as if invisible, flying quickly to the west.
Three hours later, He Ping'an flew with all his strength and had flown nearly 30,000 miles. He left Zhongzhou and came to a remote place, but his flight did not stop at all.
"Amitabha!"
As a chant of the Buddha sounded from all directions at the same time, a thousand-foot-tall golden Buddha suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. Glazed Buddha light flowed on the golden body, and the golden wheel of merit behind its head emitted thousands of feet of golden light, illuminating the night sky as if it were daytime. .
A huge golden hand that was hundreds of feet in size descended from the sky and grabbed the black light.
The black escaping light was not noticed for a moment, and was directly caught by the golden hand.
On the big golden hand, the Buddha's light circulates, and the swastika emerges, suppressing the black escape light directly in the hand, making it impossible to escape.
Then with a big hand squeeze, the black light suddenly shattered.
"cut!"
Just as the black light was shattering, He Ping'an's figure suddenly appeared behind the golden Buddha, with an unusually cold face. The black long sword in his hand grew a hundred feet in size according to his thoughts, and he slashed out with one strike.
The white sword light was like a sharp torrent of white sword energy, slashing towards the golden Buddha.
"Chichi..."
Countless white sword lights struck the golden light on the surface of the golden Buddha, making a chaotic sound, leaving several deep sword marks on the golden Buddha.
On the golden body, golden liquid flows, the golden wheel of merit rotates, and the sword marks are repaired in an instant.
He Ping'an frowned and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already thousands of feet in front of the golden Buddha.
"Who is the donor?"
The golden Buddha looked solemn, looking at He Pingan in front of him, feeling vaguely uneasy in his heart.
When Buddhism was introduced into Daxuan thousands of years ago, it was separated from the Buddhist domain by the Daxuan government. It was under the jurisdiction of the Daxuan government and worked for the Daxuan government.
It just has the name of Buddhism, but it is not subject to the orders of the Buddhist realm.
So a hundred years ago, he was ordered to sneak into the Netherworld and establish the Wangui Sect, just to spread Buddhism through the Netherworld into human holy places such as Daxuan.
But in the past hundred years, I have never seen a sword cultivator with such strength in Daxuan.
What happened to Daxuan?
First, the dragon-riding martial saint appeared and attacked his puppet sect leader Song Xian almost to death.
It is said that the current ghost fairy sister Song Baihong used endless Yin Qi to condense the remaining soul of Song Mian, and did not hesitate to spend her original energy to resurrect Song Mian.
Then this sword cultivator in white appeared again, and his strength was basically on the same level as his own.
This person must not be left here.
Otherwise, the great plans of the Buddha Realm will be affected.
With a thought in his mind, he sent a message while asking questions.
"Ximen Chuixue!"
He Pingan gently spit out the name of the legendary sword god in white.
