After recovering his magic power, Lu Ping was getting closer and closer to Seven Stars Temple. On this day, Lu Ping saw a forest in the distance. Suddenly, the jade slip that Ji Zixuan gave him vibrated. Lu Ping was overjoyed. It seemed like he would be able to meet up with the cultivators of his sect soon.
Lu Ping hurriedly ran towards the forest. It wasn't that Lu Ping didn't want to sit on Lu Qin's back. It was just that flying mounts were too conspicuous. In a place like Seven Stars Temple where danger lurked everywhere, it was extremely easy to become a target.
When he neared the forest, Lu Ping frowned. Ji Zixuan and Yin Zichu should have known about his arrival. However, Lu Ping had already walked out of the forest, and the two didn't come out to greet him. Lu Ping looked at the quiet forest. After thinking for a moment, he spread out his divine sense and quietly snuck into the forest.
"The two of you must be the True Spirit Duo that joined forces to repel Xuan Ling Sect's Miao Weidong?" In the forest, the leader of the five men in black, who were facing off against Ji Zixuan and Yin Zichu, sneered and asked.
"Cowardly rats who hide their heads and show their tails. You must be the rats that the Overflowing Sea Gang detests, right? Why don't you find a hole in Seven Stars Temple to hide in? Aren't you afraid of being exposed to the light? "Lu Ping didn't expect the usually gentle and refined Ji Zixuan to have such a sharp tongue.
The Overflowing Sea Gang's leader's face flashed with anger. Ignoring Ji Zixuan's mockery, he continued, "Ten days ago, my Overflowing Sea Gang gathered more than twenty cultivators and fought a group of cultivators called Ai Botao. I fought with Ai Botao for more than ten rounds without a clear winner. I don't know if the two of you will be able to survive under the combined attacks of the five of us."
Yin Zichu directly held two top-grade short swords in his hands and said coldly, "Why don't you try and find out!"
The leading cultivator from the Overturned Seas Clan was about to say something when Yin Zichu suddenly disappeared in a flash to the right. The leading cultivator was startled and shouted to the cultivator on his left, "Watch out!"
With a flick of his left hand, the leading cultivator's sleeve suddenly elongated, transforming into a cloth barrier. He intended to wrap up the leftmost cultivator. However, the cloth barrier had only extended for a distance of three zhang when a wooden monkey jumped over from the side and smashed into the cloth barrier.
"Ah!" A blood-curdling scream rang out. A cultivator from the Overturned Seas Gang who was furthest away had been heavily injured by Yin Zichu's sneak attack. One of his arms was sent flying into the sky.
"Bastard! Surround them and attack with everything you've got. Don't leave any survivors. "The leading cultivator was furious. He didn't expect that one of them would be seriously injured the moment they arrived.
The leading cultivator took the lead and shot out his Flying Cloud Sleeve, blocking Yin Zichu who was about to kill him. The two cultivators on the left and right stepped forward to support him, causing the heavily injured cultivator from the Overturned Seas Clan to retreat.
The leading Overturned Seas Gang cultivator made a grabbing motion in the air. A nine edged three feet long crystal mace appeared in his hand, and he swung it at Ji Zixuan.
Ji Zixuan saw that Yin Zichu was being held up by the other three Overturned Seas Gang members. Although Yin Zichu's movements were extremely fast and he was fighting with the three, trying his best not to fall into their encirclement, the three Overturned Seas Gang members had clearly thought of a way to restrain the two of them.
Ji Zixuan and Yin Zichu had grown up together. Their minds were connected, and they had a tacit understanding of each other. When the two of them worked together, they weren't just two Seventh Layer Blood Condensation cultivators.
Although the three Overturned Seas Gang members couldn't keep up with Yin Zichu's speed and sharp swordsmanship, they could coordinate with each other to prevent Yin Zichu from getting close to Ji Zixuan.
Ji Zixuan had no choice but to release two Late Blood Condensation puppets. One of them was an iron-armored warrior puppet. It swung a large sword and clashed with the incoming crystal mace.
The crystal mace was sent flying, but the iron-armored warrior was forced back a few steps. A large crack appeared on the surface of the sword, and its arms creaked as if they were about to fall off from the impact of the crystal mace.
The corner of Ji Zixuan's eyes twitched, and his heart ached. This iron-armored puppet was his proudest creation. Ji Zixuan hurriedly commanded the black-armored puppet that Lu Ping had seen before to help him. Ji Zixuan, who was already controlling two puppets, didn't have any more magic power or divine sense to participate in the battle. He could only take out the octagonal shield to protect himself.
At this moment, Lu Ping was hiding about a hundred feet away from the battle. This was a place where the divine sense of both sides couldn't reach. Lu Ping could clearly grasp the situation of the battle in the forest.
Lu Ping's invisibility technique was too lousy. He would be easily discovered if he was within the range of the divine sense of others. The leading cultivator from the Overturned Sea Gang was clearly not weak. If Lu Ping was discovered, he would lose the element of surprise.
At this moment, Ji Zixuan was in a precarious situation. Yin Zichu was also entangled by three cultivators from the Overturned Sea Gang who had higher cultivation than him. He couldn't even take care of himself.
The leading cultivator felt that he had the situation under control. He said proudly, "Are the two of you still going to fight like trapped beasts? If you know what's good for you, take out the magic treasures you obtained last time and let us have a look. Who knows, once you use your magic treasures, we might lose to you two. "
Lu Ping used the invisibility technique and advanced another twenty to thirty feet. Fortunately, the Overturned Sea Gang had the upper hand, and their guard was down. Lu Ping was not discovered.
Yin Zichu's two swords danced in the air, sending out a hundred and twenty-eight sword lights towards the three cultivators from the Overturned Sea Gang. He was actually only one step away from the Force Realm. The three did not expect Yin Zichu to suddenly erupt, and they quickly defended themselves.
Yin Zichu suddenly shook off the three of them, and sped towards the direction where Lu Ping was hiding.
"Not good, he's trying to escape!"
"Abandoning his companions, Zhenling is nothing more than this!"
"Can he escape? He must have expended a lot of transcendence energy in those two swords. He won't be able to get far before his transcendence energy runs out."
The three cultivators from the Overturned Sea Gang chased after him as they cursed.
Yin Zichu ran for a few dozen feet, and as expected, his speed slowed down. It was as if he really had run out of energy.
The three of them were overjoyed. They shouted as they raised their magic treasures and smashed them towards Yin Zichu's back.
Yin Zichu had no choice but to turn around and use his two swords to defend himself. However, he could only barely block two of the magic treasures.
Seeing that the third magic treasure was about to shatter Yin Zichu's protective Qi barrier and severely injure him, the cultivators from the Overturned Sea Gang were overjoyed. However, they did not notice the mocking expression in Yin Zichu's eyes.
A cyan-coloured sword beam suddenly shot out from behind a large tree behind Yin Zichu to knock the third Magic artefact flying. Next, the sword beam, which had yet to dissipate its power, continued charging towards one of the cultivators.
The cultivator was suddenly ambushed, and he cried out in alarm. He hurriedly raised his protective magic treasure in front of him, but a series of metallic clangs struck the high-grade magic treasure in an instant, shattering it into pieces.
The cultivator's two magic treasures were heavily damaged, and his chest felt heavy. He could not care less about spitting out the blood in his mouth, and hurriedly retreated in the direction of the other two cultivators, intending to seek support.
However, it was too late. The cultivator suddenly felt a chill on his chest. When he looked down, he saw that there were two needle holes in the front of his shirt, and two drops of bright red were expanding on his shirt.
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