Wei and Lu were both seasoned veterans of the killing field. Their eyes met and they both took action.
Lu Ping swung the five-color divine light sickle, and the five divine lights of green, yellow, red, black, and white spurted out, twisted and intertwined, first protecting the whole body and making him invincible. He attaches great importance to his physical body and does not want to suffer any damage. The physical body is a treasure raft for ascension. Although Lu Ping is far away from breaking through the world and ascending, he is unwilling to give up the wispy opportunity in the dark.
Wei Shiqi had already inquired about the details of Lu Ping. The five-color divine light was one of the three major killing moves of the Goukan Sect. It was both offensive and defensive and was difficult to defend against. He guessed the opponent's mind and bet that Lu Ping would not attack immediately. Regardless of the fact that his door was wide open, he used all his strength to activate the demon element, used the ghost step, and suddenly flashed behind him, swinging the iron rod and inserting it deeply into the earth and stone.
Ghost Step was a secret technique passed down by Lu Ping. He knew it thoroughly and couldn't be more familiar with it. However, he never expected that Wei Shiqi's strike was not aimed at him.
In an instant, the landslide and the ground cracked, the earth and rocks rolled, and four strange snakes with six wings and double pupils emerged from the ground. This is Wei Shiqi's long-planned killer. No matter how powerful the five-color divine light is in both offense and defense, it can't protect his feet.
However, the inevitable blow missed. The strange snake formed by the condensed demon element passed through Lu Ping's figure and missed. Wei Shiqi frowned and looked closely. His heart suddenly jumped. He saw Lu Ping appear from the void, pull out a ray of green light, and brush away the four strange snakes with just one brush.
Wei Shiqi was secretly alert. Lu Ping's ghostly figure was so amazing that he was not inferior to him.
"What a cunning little thief!" Lu Ping was also shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. The swordsman faced the enemy, each using his magical powers. Who would deliberately guard his feet? If he hadn't stepped out of the way at the critical moment, he might have caught the opponent. Tao, a lifetime of fame, destroyed in one day. As he was stunned, the rage in his heart gradually grew. He swiped the green light with his backhand and shouted "Ji" four times. The strange snake flew back upside down, with big lumps bulging up on its body, one after another, and it was about to explode.
Wei Shiqi flipped his wrist, and the iron rod turned into a black shadow, passing over the snake's head one by one, and gently and deftly retracted the demon element, leaving no trace behind.
Offense and defense switch, the rabbit rises and the falcon falls. Both of them know that the other party's methods are powerful, and no one dares to underestimate the enemy.
Lu Ping shouted sternly: "Junior, if you have any other tricks, just use them, hide them, don't be a son of a man!"
Wei Shiqi rushed forward in response, and suddenly disappeared in mid-air. Lu Ping's face was twitching, and the Ghost Shadow Steps placed a heavy burden on his body. It didn't matter if he did it occasionally, but it was beyond his power to keep up with the half-human, half-demon monster. Fortunately, he was prepared for it. He struck the flying sickle hard and activated the sword technique. The five-color divine light rippled outwards in circles.
The ghostly steps were restrained by the five-color divine light, and the ripples swept across Wei Shiqi. His figure suddenly stagnated, as if he was being crushed by a mountain, with nowhere to hide.
Lu Ping stepped forward, pulled a red light and swiped it on his head. This red light was as fast as wind and thunder, and it was inevitable to avoid it. Wei Shiqi had no choice but to wave his iron rod to catch it.
Black shadows swept across, yellow light flashed, and the ghost snake with six wings and double eyes wrapped around the iron rod, rolling endlessly.
The red light brushed the iron rod, and Wei Shiqi felt a huge force coming. If he didn't let go, both the person and the rod would be pulled into the divine light. He groaned, and turned the demon pill in his dantian several times, forcing himself to stabilize his figure. His clothes couldn't bear the strength, and they tore into flying rags with a "crash" sound, revealing the strong muscles of half of his body, bulging and sharp-edged.
On his back, a tattoo of a snake appeared, with blurred mouth and eyes, incomplete scales, evil aura rising into the sky, and the red light swaying in waves, which was a little unstable.
Lu Ping said "Huh" and was greatly surprised. He reached out and pulled out another black light and swiped it towards Wei Shiqi. Two divine lights, one black and one red, circled back and forth, one swipe left, one swipe right, Wei Shiqi urged Dongyao Yuan struggled to hold on, only to feel the iron rod slipping out of his palm, and he couldn't hold it no matter what.
The pulling force became stronger and stronger, and Wei Shiqi suddenly shrank his figure and slammed into the divine light.
"Seeking death!" Lu Ping smiled instead of being angry, and pulled a white light down on his head. Three divine lights trapped Wei Shiqi, fighting up and down, the dark wind roared, and countless blades cut his body, like a giant of millstone.
When Pu Tianwei saw him throwing himself to death, he frowned slightly and said, "What does he want to do?"
Qingming chuckled and said: "This is his cleverness. Although the five-color divine light is both offensive and defensive, after all, it can't break through the Vajra Dharma Body when it is strong in defense and weak in attack."
Pu Tianwei's eyes flashed and he looked at it for a moment, "If the legal body is fully developed, it is not an exaggeration to resist the five-color divine light, but it is hard to say now..."
"A 70% to 80% heat level is about the same. Besides, Lu Ping hasn't practiced the five-color divine light to the extreme. Brushing three divine lights is his limit!"
Qingming's eyes were like lightning, and he had already seen the details of Lu Ping. If there were not the shackles of three flowers and five qi, he might be able to brush the fourth divine light, but after seven years of neglect, he didn't even think about it!
Lu Ping held a flying sickle in one hand and pulled a yellow light with the other. His fingers trembled slightly, hesitating whether to brush it down.
