Enlightened Wang Hua placed the Mystic Wood Shield in front of him. Suddenly, a layer of earth energy appeared around him. It was Enlightened Wang Hua's defensive technique: Senluo Wall.
The defensive technique and the Mystic Wood Shield worked together to block the Golden Scale Sword's continuous attacks. However, Enlightened Wang Hua's Mystic Wood Shield kept trembling. It didn't dare to let the thousand sword rays land on the same spot.
Even so, Lu Ping's sword still pushed Enlightened Wang Hua back by a hundred feet. His defensive technique was on the verge of breaking.
Enlightened Master Wang Hua broke out in cold sweat from Lu Ping's attack. The Mystic Wood Shield shrunk to the size of a palm and fell into Enlightened Master Wang Hua's hand. The shield was riddled with holes, all caused by Lu Ping's attack.
Enlightened Wang Hua looked at his magic treasure and felt his heart ache. Even Luan Yu's "Wood Flame" didn't cause this much damage to the Mystic Wood Shield. After he returned, he didn't know how long it would take for him to restore the Mystic Wood Shield to its original power.
The Golden Scale Sword, which had already condensed its second seal, spun in the sky and was held by a pair of hands. A young cultivator in his twenties stood on a white cloud and slowly descended towards Enlightened Wang Hua. Who else could it be but Lu Ping!
Just when Lu Ping destroyed the sound transmission sword released by Enlightened Wang Hua, another sound transmission sword flew a few miles to the east and inexplicably disappeared from the sea.
Standing on the white cloud, Lu Ping looked to the east. A cold light flashed in his eyes. The corner of Lu Ping's mouth curled up, revealing a mocking smile.
"It's you!"
How could Enlightened Wang Hua not know Lu Ping? Not only did he defeat the Zhang and Wang Clan's pill refiners at the Northern Alliance Pill Gathering, but he also defeated the Blood Condensation pill refiners of the other three sects.
"I've long heard that Alchemy Master Lu Jiu's alchemy skills are brilliant, but I didn't expect your swordsmanship to be so sharp as well. You've cultivated the sword into complexity, and your sword light has reached the Great Completion of Psychic Sword. As long as you combine the Psychic Sword Light into one, and achieve the realm of Cultivation and Sword as One, the attack power of your swordsmanship will not be any weaker than ordinary supernatural power!"
Lu Ping smiled and said, "You flatter me, Perfected Wang Hua!"
"You've become an Alchemy Grandmaster after advancing to the Core Forging Stage. Master Lu, why are you making things difficult for the Wang Clan this time?"
When Daoist Wang Hua saw Lu Ping, he knew that this matter would not end well. It was not just because of Lu Ping's identity as an alchemist. After advancing to the Core Forging Stage, it was no longer a secret that Lu Ping had become an alchemist master. But what really made Daoist Wang Hua afraid was that when Master Lu appeared at the trade fair in Skyrend, he was accompanied by a late Core Forging Stage cultivator.
If the Crystal Palace did not stand up for a late Core Forging Stage cultivator, the Wang Clan would not offend him in any case.
"Didn't the owner of the Red Eagle Island say that when we establish our own sect, we must have a foundation? The Wang Clan is a big family. Why do you need to fight with us, a rogue cultivator, for this small territory?"
Daoist Wang Hua would not waste his breath on this matter with Lu Ping. Instead, he said, "I'm afraid that both the Zhang and Li Clans are involved in today's matter. Otherwise, you wouldn't have coincidentally stopped me here!"
Lu Ping secretly praised these monsters who had lived for hundreds of years. Each of them was smart and could figure out the cause and effect of the matter with a little thought. But Lu Ping would not be so stupid as to admit these things directly. Some things were like this. It was enough for everyone to know, but it could not be said in the open.
Daoist Wang Hua saw that Lu Ping smiled and did not say anything. He knew that today's matter would not end until one of them died, so he sneered and said, "If the Zhang and Li Clans did not intervene, do you have the confidence to keep me here? I admit that Your Excellency's swordsmanship is excellent, but you are only at the second level of the Core Forging Stage. I don't care. "
This was the reason why Lu Ping refused the help of the "boudoir". If an external force intervened in the dispute with the Wang Clan, the Crystal Palace would naturally have an excuse to intervene. At that time, the Northern Alliance would not be able to say anything, and the force that Lu Ping managed would become the vanguard, or cannon fodder, used by the "boudoir" to fight against the Crystal Palace.
In this way, in order to preserve his force under the oppression of the Crystal Palace, Lu Ping could not do without the help of the "boudoir". In this case, Lu Ping's force would eventually be manipulated by the "boudoir" and become a wedding dress.
However, Lu Ping completed the expulsion of the Wang Clan from the fallen secret land by himself, which was following the rules of the rise and fall of the forces under the jurisdiction of the Northern Alliance. Not only did the Crystal Palace have no excuse to intervene in the affairs of the Northern Alliance, but the Northern Alliance also hoped to use Lu Ping to erase the pawn of the Crystal Palace in the Northern Alliance, or to weaken its role. Even if the Crystal Palace wanted to deal with Lu Ping, the Northern Alliance had to protect him out of righteousness. Otherwise, the rules made by the Northern Alliance would be ineffective, and they would not be able to restrain other forces.
However, the foundation of all this was that Lu Ping could really expel the Wang Clan from the fallen secret land with his own efforts.
Looking at the arrogant Wang Hua, Lu Ping said with a smile, "How can you know if you don't try?"
"What?" Daoist Wang Hua couldn't believe his ears. "Do you really think you can keep me here? You're just a small cultivator who has advanced to the Core Forging Stage for less than five years?"
"What a joke! Well, today I will show you the real power of a cultivator who has smelted the Spirit Objects of Heaven and Earth! "
"Forest of Myriad Trees!"
The Mystic Wood Shield rose slowly and suddenly disappeared in the air. Beams of cyan light fell from the sky. When Chi Lianying and the others were surprised, they heard Lu Ping say seriously, "Watch out!"
The Golden Scale Sword produced five beams of sword light in a row and scattered to the sea under their feet.
At this moment, countless seaweeds emerged from the bottom of the sea and entangled under their feet. The Golden Scale Sword slashed horizontally and cut the seaweeds that emerged.
However, this was just the beginning. When the Golden Scale Sword flashed, more and more seaweeds and seaweeds emerged from the bottom of the sea and entangled the people.
Chi Lianying and the others quickly dodged, only to find that their bodies seemed to have been restricted. The Mystic Wood Shields around them, which had transformed into cyan light, were like walls, isolating them within a certain space. Left with no choice, they had no choice but to use their own means to block the seaweed that was swarming toward them.
Although it was easy to block the seaweeds, they seemed to be endless. When they destroyed a wave of seaweeds, more seaweeds emerged from the sea.
Wang Hua's complacent laughter could be heard. "You can't even resist one of my magical powers, and you still want to keep me here? What a joke! Maybe I'll leave all of you here to feed the fishes!"
Wang Hua slapped the Mystic Wood Ruler in his hand and shouted, "Go!"
Chi Lianying's facial expression changed abruptly when the Dark Wooden Ruler disappeared into the water. He waved his sleeves in front of him and formed a wall of sleeves. Along with a muffled sound, a huge piece of wood darted out from the swarming seaweed and smashed heavily on Chi Lianying's wall of sleeves.
Although Chi Lianying blocked the sudden attack of the huge piece of wood, his face turned pale. Obviously, this was an attack formed by the Mystic Wood Ruler. Chi Lianying obviously could not resist Wang Hua's attack alone.
"Bang!" Another muffled sound was heard. The pestle in Hong Ying's hand was knocked away by the huge piece of wood formed by the Mystic Wood Ruler. Hong Ying spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned golden purple. This attack had shaken Hong Ying's newly condensed Gold Core.
When Lu Ping saw that Hong Ying was seriously injured and his foundation was shaken, his expression immediately changed. A green light flickered in his eyes and penetrated the bottom of the sea. Then, as if he had seen something, the green light in his eyes disappeared and returned to normal.
Lu Ping coldly snorted. The Golden Scale Sword Will moved freely in the air and slapped away the huge piece of wood that was attacking Qiao Weiying. Then, he drew a circle in the air and 1296 Psychic Sword Lights flew out from the circle. The Golden Scale Sword was the first to be erected, and the rest of the sword lights followed suit. A single-horned sword dragon suddenly formed in the sky, shaking its head and tail in the air. It was very lifelike.
Lu Ping pointed to the bottom of the sea. The single-horned sword dragon opened its mouth and let out a long roar, then plunged into the sea.
As the sword dragon plunged into the bottom of the sea, the seawater immediately became turbulent. The seaweed that had extended out of the sea all retreated back to the bottom of the sea and wrapped around the sword dragon. In an instant, the sea was covered in a thick layer of broken branches and leaves.
At that moment, the calm Perfected Wang Hua's expression changed. He suddenly heard a clanging sound from the bottom of the sea. The sword serpent that had broken through the entanglement of seaweed easily found the Mystic Wood Ruler's body and directly attacked it.
Wang Hua's hand formed a few seals and the Mystic Wood Ruler broke out of the water. The protective light around his body had been torn apart by the sword dragon.
Wang Hua's heart ached, but he didn't have time to repair it. He saw a one-horned sword dragon that had lost its tail and more than a dozen sword scales rush out of the sea and collide with the Mystic Wood Ruler again.
Wang Hua didn't have time to take back the Mystic Wood Ruler and quickly shouted, "Split!"
The Mystic Wood Ruler transformed into eighteen huge logs in a row, smashing towards the Sword Dragon's head. However, the Sword Dragon's body suddenly disintegrated, turning back into the Psychic Sword Light. Hundreds of sword lights that had been shattered by the Mystic Wood Ruler separated from the Golden Scale Sword again. Then, with the Golden Scale Sword as the main body, the 1,296 Psychic Sword Lights attached to the Golden Scale Sword one after another. The Golden Scale Sword suddenly transformed into a giant sword that was nine hundred and ninety-nine feet wide in the sky.
Wang Hua cried out, "Sword as one!"
"Sword spell, how is this possible!" Zhang Feng and Li Maolin, who were a few miles away, looked at each other again. They could see the fear in each other's eyes.
Wang Hua quickly took back the Mystic Wood Ruler, but it was too late. Under the giant sword's horizontal slash, the 18 giant pieces of wood were all broken. The Mystic Wood Ruler let out a mournful cry. There was already a big gap on the ruler's body. Without years of nourishment and precious spirit materials to repair it, it would be difficult to recover.
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