Lu Ping picked at his ears in disbelief, thinking that he had heard wrongly. But looking at the serious expression on the face of this early Dharma adept, Lu Ping waved his hand and pointed at all the arrangements he had made. "Retreat? Leave these for you? "
Lu Ping had traveled the Middle Earth for decades and had met many experts from the famous sects, including the heirs of the many sacred grounds. These people might be arrogant, but they never used their power to bully others. Lu Ping originally thought that the so-called arrogant, despotic, and domineering bullies wouldn't appear in the cultivation world after decades of self-cultivation. But he didn't expect to meet such an arrogant, despotic, and domineering bullies. Lu Ping didn't expect to encounter such a person today.
"Brother Lu, the Houtu Sect is a major sect in the northwest of the central mainland. The sect has a long history, and there are two great adepts in charge. I heard that this time, the Houtu Sect is taking the encirclement of Mara very seriously, and one of the two great adepts has personally led the sect's disciples here."
Qin Yu, who was standing to one side, said worriedly behind Lu Ping.
The Houtu Sect?
Even the disciples from the holy lands had to be polite when they saw him. Regardless of friend or foe, they had to address him as "Brother Lu." Since when was it the turn of an ordinary disciple from a major sect to act so arrogantly in front of him?
They were trying to take advantage of the fact that Zhen Ling Sect was not as good as Houtu Sect. But how could Houtu Sect be so bold? Did they think that Zhen Ling Sect was inferior to Houtu Sect? Was it just a title between a large sect and a medium-sized sect?
Lu Ping smiled and said, "Sure, let the person in charge of your family say it!"
Lu Ping really did not think highly of this third-generation disciple of the Houtu Sect, who was supposed to be of the same generation as him.
Li Hui was a third-generation disciple of the Houtu Sect, and she was also an early Dharma adept. In the Houtu Sect, she was naturally a true disciple.
Naturally, he had heard of the name of the North Sea Water Sword Fairy. To be honest, if Chang Lihui had seen Lu Ping in the past, she would have been more or less respectful, but how could she not be jealous?
Today, she finally had the backing of the Ancestral Master. At the thought of being able to slap the face of this so-called number one fellow of the third generation, Li Hui felt a surge of excitement from the bottom of her heart. Thus, she had run over to flaunt her prowess in front of this "Water Sword Immortal". However, she did not expect that the person in front of her would look at her as if she was watching a monkey show. With a few casual words, she wanted to send him away.
They didn't put him in their eyes at all!
Li Hui was enraged, and she shouted, "You're going too far!"
Reaching out, she curled up a spell and clawed at Lu Ping's shoulder. Li Hui's Five Finger Mountain spell, when practiced to the extreme, could cause each finger to have the weight of a huge mountain. Although Li Hui was far from reaching the point where her five fingers were five mountains, this clawing would at least have the strength of a mountain. With a sneak attack from behind, in his opinion, it would be enough to make Lu Tianping suffer a loss.
Li Hui knew that he was no match for the person in front of him. He only hoped to be able to make the first move. That way, even if he lost, it would be a glorious loss. Her level of practice was already inferior to his, and if she could make a move in front of the North Sea Water Sword Fairy, she only needed to gain the slightest advantage and it would be enough for her to make a name for herself in the world of practitioners. When that time came, she would have this experience in the Houtu Sect, and she would no longer need to be the second official disciple.
Unexpectedly, just as his hand was about to claw Lu Ping's shoulder, an undercurrent suddenly surged around Lu Ping's body. It was invisible, but it suddenly gave him the feeling of a raging wave. Li Hui's body abruptly trembled, and he involuntarily took a step back. The spell that was originally aimed at Lu Ping's shoulder suddenly missed its target.
However, Li Hui's Five Finger Mountain spell was also extraordinary. The moment it missed its target, his arm suddenly grew longer, and the hand of spiritual energy in mid-air quickly chased after Lu Ping's shoulder.
However, before his hand could land again, the wave that had pushed him back surged again, and that invisible wave forced Li Hui to take another step back.
But Li Hui still did not want to give up. He knew that if this continued, it would not only be a slap in the face to the North Sea Sword Fairy, but also a slap in his own face. What's more, this was happening in front of the elders of the sect and under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Li Hui seemed to feel that he had no other choice at the moment, and could only try his best to resolve the continuous wave that had surged from Lu Ping's body. However, the result was that he wanted to resolve it, but the more he tried, the more his face turned red. Step by step, Lu Ping's invisible wave reached twelve peaks in a row, and Li Hui had to take twelve steps back, until his Five Finger Mountain spell could no longer reach Lu Ping.
In mid-air, after Li Hui of the Houtu Sect received the order to drive away Lu Ping and the others, a mid Dharma adept behind Rong Shan Laozu of the Houtu Sect could not stop him in time. With a wry smile, he stepped forward and said, "Uncle-Master, that Lu Tianping of the North Sea is not easy to deal with!"
This uncle-master of the Houtu Sect had always paid no attention to worldly affairs, and only focused on cultivation. He did not know about the current situation in the world of cultivation, nor did he know that Lu Tianping of the North Sea was now famous in the world of cultivation.
Seeing that his uncle-master glanced at him, the second-generation adept of the Houtu Sect continued, "This Lu Tianping once exchanged three blows with the great adept of the Green Sea Snakes and did not lose."
Rong Shan Laozu said, "Oh." His face was expressionless, but his eyes were looking down.
The second-generation disciple paused, then continued, "After that, he defeated the fourth elder of the Tenma people, Ma Li!"
"Huh?"
Rong Shan Laozu let out a cry of surprise, and his expression finally changed.
The smile on the second-generation disciple's face became even more bitter, but he still continued, "Two great adepts of the Wuxing School and a Wood Element Juzi besieged and plotted against them. Unexpectedly, their Yellow Sand Refining Formation was broken, and one of them was injured by this Lu Tianping, then he retreated calmly!"
This time, Rong Shan Laozu could no longer stay calm. His expression changed, and he said, "Quick, call Li Hui back!"
However, at this time, Li Hui and Lu Tianping had already broken down. When the crowd looked at him again, they saw that Li Hui's body on the ground took a step back, followed by a pause, as if he was trying his best to stabilize his body. However, it was obvious that the pressure he was under was far beyond his ability to resist, so he took another step back and another pause …
Every time, it could be seen that Li Hui was trying very hard to stabilize his body, but regrettably, every time he had to take a step back to neutralize the unparalleled great force.
Li Hui's face turned red, and in front of him, the figure of Lu Ping was getting farther and farther away.
"You've gone too far!"
Rong Shan Laozu was furious. He took a step forward, and his whole body disappeared in mid-air.
When these words came out of Rong Shan Laozu's mouth, even the disciples beside him felt a little embarrassed. Who on earth was the one who had gone too far?
However, at a time like this, the entire Houtu Sect naturally had to unite against the enemy. However, the second generation disciple, who was at the mid Dharma stage, suddenly realized that the person on the ground had even defeated a few Great Practitioners in the past. What would happen if his Uncle-Master lost if he went down alone?
Although he was unwilling to admit it, the second-generation disciple still felt that his uncle might not be stronger than the Fourth Elder of the Tenma people, let alone the two great adepts of the Wuxing School.
"Let's go!"
The second-generation disciple led the people of the Houtu Sect towards the base of the Zhenling Sect. Even if they could not win in numbers, if their uncle was really going to lose, the younger disciples would not care about the dignity of their elders.
This time, the people of the Houtu Sect who had rushed to the Nine Mystical Tower to participate in the battle against Mara Sect were led by Rong Shan Laozu. Two second-generation disciples in the middle Dharma stage had come, and four adepts in the early Dharma stage had come. Among them, three were third-generation disciples. It could be said that more than half of the Dharma adepts of the Houtu Sect had been sent to participate in the battle against Mara Sect.
Other than that, there were also thirty to forty disciples in the Core Forging stage who had been brought along to broaden their horizons. When these people all headed towards the base of the Zhenling Sect, the scene looked very grand.
Lu Ping returned to the base and was about to further adjust the simple Five Elements Formation to strengthen the defense of the base. It was at this time that Lu Ping's Divine Will seemed to sense something. Just as he was about to raise his head to look, he felt a huge force descending from the sky, directly supporting Lu Ping's entire body. Lu Ping felt as if he was suddenly carrying a mountain on his back. His legs turned to jelly, and he almost fell to the ground.
It was a good thing that Lu Ping's physical body was strong enough, and his reaction was fast enough. Just as the huge force was about to hit him, Lu Ping's inner Yuan revolved around his body, and he used his inner Yuan to resist the huge force that was supporting his body!
Lu Ping raised his head to look, and coincidentally saw an old monk looking down at him with a shocked expression. He saw that this old man's hands were in the air, and he was using the same method that the third-generation disciple of the Houtu Sect had used to sneak up on him. The only difference was that the person in front of him had a higher level of practice, and he was a true grand adept.
It seemed that the Houtu Sect was really going to rob him!
The inner Yuan in Lu Ping's body directly flowed out of his body, and together with the protective aura around his body, they turned into waves that washed upwards, directly counteracting the pressure of the Rong Mountain Laozu. Then, Lu Ping stretched out his hand, and the Thin Water Sword soared into the sky, then turned into a huge boiling wave, bringing with it the sound of boiling water. The Rong Mountain Laozu let out a strange roar, and for a moment, he was at a loss of what to do, and was sent flying dozens of feet away.
The Boiling Sky Sword Spell was activated, and the sword light directly turned into a huge, boiling wave, which pushed the mountain-like power straight up into the sky.
After that, Lu Ping followed the pair of swords and hovered in the air. The huge wave of sword light suddenly collapsed towards the center, and the edge of the sword light formed a huge circle of sword light, which rose high into the sky, encircling the Rong Mountain Laozu, who hadn't had the time to adjust his posture after being knocked into the sky. The collapsed wave of sword light in the center formed a huge whirlpool of sword light, which connected with the circle of sword light that rose up from the surrounding area. Surprisingly, it was a huge, supreme sword formation: The Sword Spell of All Rivers Flow into the Sea!
The Rong Mountain Laozu thought that he had already overestimated Lu Ping, but in fact, Lu Ping was far more powerful than he had imagined!
The Rong Mountain Laozu was an experienced cultivator, and naturally, he could see the power of the sword formation that had surrounded him at first glance. Therefore, he threw a small hill-sized spirit treasure above his head, and a yellow beam of light fell down, shielding him in the middle. He wanted to defend himself with his life. Therefore, he knew that as long as he could hold on for a while, the other disciples of his sect would come and save him. Since he had kicked an iron plate this time, he had no choice but to give up his face.
However, Lu Ping sneered. The last thing he was afraid of was that someone would defend himself with their life under his sword attack. Tu Gaoshan was a perfect example.
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