If the trajectory of Lu Ping's previous Flying Sound Slash could still be seen, then this Flying Sound Slash had already reached Lu Chenfeng's face almost at the same time he waved his hand, as if the distance between them didn't exist at all.
The soul force that struck the target was silent, unlike the mighty sound of the previous strike. Lu Chenfeng's body didn't fly up, but the instant he was hit, he began to twitch. The place where his feet stood instantly became covered in spiderweb-like cracks.
This was Flying Sound Slash, and at the same time, it was a strike.
Lu Chenfeng's words were taken as a suggestion by Lu Ping. After experiencing two failures, he had already succeeded.
Even Lu Chenfeng didn't react to this attack. In the blink of an eye, the soul of Ming had already made a full circle in his body, going through all the places that could be transported.
"Hah!" Lu Chenfeng hastily shouted angrily. His voice contained the soul of Ming, and there was even a stream of air formed from the soul of Qi. It carried the trembling sound waves that surged in all directions. Huo Ying, who was the closest, was swept up by this stream of air. He flipped over twice and spat out a mouthful of blood. But at this time, he didn't care about his own injuries. He hastily looked at Lu Chenfeng and saw that there was a trace of blood at the corner of Lu Chenfeng's mouth. His throat sank as if he wanted to swallow something, but he didn't expect that he would immediately spit out a mouthful of blood. His expression immediately became much more dispirited.
Lu Chenfeng had finally been heavily injured by this attack. He hadn't expected that he would suddenly fall into such a terrible situation. He didn't fear Lu Ping's realm of connected six spirits because he had a considerable understanding of Lu Ping's situation. What he had to face was a connected six spirits bound by the Six Spirits Soul Lock. Even though Lu Ping had made some breakthroughs that no one could have imagined, it was still limited. But this attack was extremely sensitive, accurate, and locked on to the target. It was an extremely pure soul of Ming. The binding of the Six Spirits Soul Lock could no longer be seen on this attack. This was an attack that truly erupted with the power of connected six spirits.
Fortunately, Flying Sound Slash was only a rank three ability.
Fortunately, it was only a single Soul of Cry that caused damage.
Fortunately, Lu Chenfeng already had a sufficient understanding of how to deal with Lu Ping's Cry Soul's method of inflicting damage after receiving twenty-five consecutive Flying Sound Slashes.
In the end, he still managed to neutralize the attack, but he was also heavily injured. What frightened him the most was that Lu Ping in his line of sight had already waved his hand once again.
At such a distance, there was no way he could dodge the Flying Sound Slash, and with his current heavily injured state, it would be difficult for him to completely nullify it.
The Six Spirits Connected … this was the Six Spirits Connected, and it was only this small …
The panic in the eyes of Lu Chenfeng, who had already given up on resisting, only flashed for an instant. Very quickly, he regained his calmness. Then, he revealed a smile that was thirty percent smiling and seventy percent regretful.
"Isn't it a little too little …" He held the Deity Slaying Sword in his hand, but didn't move at all. He only muttered to himself. Lu Ping's hand had already reached its end.
A signal?
Flying Sound Slash?
Lu Chenfeng suddenly froze. He sensed the undulations of soul power, but it was only a little before it was interrupted.
Lu Ping, whose hand had reached its end, was unable to make any attacks. Instead, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He had heavily injured Lu Chenfeng, but he had also paid a great price. His excessively sharp Soul Listening perception was truly unsuitable for use in this environment. The great soul force that covered the heaven and earth was an endless burden of information to him, and he just had to desperately lock onto Lv Chenfeng amidst all these disturbances. Once a signal hit, twice a signal failed to use Flying Sound Slash, then a signal succeeded, and now he wanted to give Lu Chenfeng a fatal blow. Lu Ping finally could not bear the burden and impact of this sensitive perception, and he finally injured himself.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Lu Ping felt the world spin, and in his hazy state, he saw a cold light flash in front of him. Lu Chenfeng, who had already given up, did not lose this opportunity. He raised the God Punishing Sword in his hand, and a sword light flashed.
The dazzled Lu Ping could not see the attack's origin, but his body instinctively moved away from his original position, dodging the sword light with difficulty.
Lu Chenfeng, however, did not give up. Even though this attack made him feel short of breath, he saw Lu Ping's feet stagger, and knew that there was no need for him to use any powerful techniques, so he immediately followed up with another slash.
A cold light chased after Lu Ping's figure, followed by a bloody mist. The figure inside had already been cut into two.
Huo Ying, who had been lying on the ground after two somersaults, did not care about his own injuries to keep a close eye on the situation. When he saw this scene, he felt a sweetness in his throat again. His vision darkened, and he lost consciousness.
However, Lu Chenfeng, who had succeeded in one attack, did not reveal the slightest bit of happy expression. His gaze had already turned to the other side.
A large group of North Style Academy's disciples rushed over under the lead of Dubhe Peak's head disciple Xu Lixue. At an inconspicuous location in the crowd, a wisp of soul power had just dissipated.
Lu Chenfeng recognized this fluctuation. It was that guy who dared to challenge him despite his low cultivation level. He had used this method to save Guo Wu Shu and schemed against Lu Chenfeng. And this time, Lu Ping was similarly swapped out by this method. The one who was cut into two by his sword light was just a corpse that he had obtained from god knows where.
Lu Chenfeng was not an arrogant and hot-blooded person, but being manipulated by this kind of small character with only three connected souls really exceeded the limits of what he could tolerate. However, after seeing the North Star group rushing over and sensing his own injuries, Lu Chenfeng had no choice but to choose to retreat.
Even though his cultivation level was high, he did not have the strength to continue fighting with so many North Star elites under such heavy injuries. The God Punishing Sword slashed out a sword light to obstruct everyone's momentum. Then, Lu Chenfeng flew forward. The path that Huo Ying had paved for Lu Ping was used by him, and he quickly rushed towards the Sevenstar Tower.
Lu Chenfeng was fleeing?
Xu Lixue and the other members of the North Star Gate who had rushed over to provide support did not completely see the confrontation between Lu Chenfeng and Lu Ping. When they saw Lu Chenfeng's current posture, they could not help but be shocked and unprepared. When they tried to give chase, there was no one who could match Lu Chenfeng's speed.
In the end, the ripples of a soul suddenly blossomed from Lu Chenfeng's right foot. Lu Chenfeng staggered, almost falling to the ground. But he still stubbornly took this step, and stomped his right foot down heavily.
There was a muffled boom.
This stomp created a deep pit, reaching all the way to Lu Chenfeng's right knee. Those who were slightly closer felt the ground tremble. Then, they saw Lu Chenfeng's left foot stomp down, and he was already flying into the air. Half of his right leg that had been pulled out of the pit was drenched in blood, and his right leg was deformed, hanging powerlessly.
Lu Chenfeng only turned around now. On the empty ground below, he found Lu Ping. He was lying on the ground, staring at him, one hand waving to the end.
Similarly heavily injured, Lu Chenfeng had only used some attacks that would not burden him. As for Lu Ping, he risked his life to use an extreme technique that would aggravate his injuries.
At this moment, Lu Chenfeng felt the difference, or rather, the difference was not in cultivation, but in determination and endurance.
He looked at Lu Ping as he landed on the Seven Star Tower. This place had already left the area that Huo Ying had modified. The great customization had started again, sealing Lu Chenfeng within.
Wasn't this walking right into a trap?
The members of the North Star Gate who were chasing couldn't help but feel puzzled. But at this moment, flames suddenly shot to the sky from the Seven Star Tower, and several pillars of fire curled up.
"Nine Dragons Fire Seal!" many people cried out.
The Seven Star Tower, where Xu Lixue had personally led the disciples, had never relaxed their defenses for even a moment, had unexpectedly been planted with this customization. But now, the answer was not hard to guess. Since the start of the Seven Star Trials, Lu Chenfeng had never left the ground, and sat in a corner here, and no one had been on guard against him. Only someone of his cultivation had the ability to plant such a customization in the innermost circle of experts without anyone knowing.
Several pillars of fire gathered into one in the blink of an eye, surrounding the Seven Star Tower, and shot up to the Star Fate Diagram in the sky. Layers of heat waves rippled on the Star Fate Diagram.
"How is this possible?" Xu Lixue looked left and right.
It was one thing for Lu Chenfeng to secretly set up a customization. But the problem was that the Drawing Ground Confinement was currently in motion, and in the entire Seven Star Valley, it was impossible for anyone who was not a member of the North Star Gate to smoothly activate it, even if it was a customization that had been set up beforehand.
"Because … it's Lu Chenfeng?" someone said.
This name symbolized strength. The five spirits were connected, and even if he was locked up by the Drawing Ground Confinement, it could not completely restrain him.
This was the customization that this person had set up. Since the start of the Seven Star Trials, it was unknown how much time had passed, and what methods had been used to set it up.
This customization contained his strength, so it was not that the Drawing Ground Confinement was ineffective, but that the Drawing Ground Confinement could not completely suppress it.
Xu Lixue looked up, and realized that the customization was still working. From the sky to the ground, ray after ray of light continuously cut into the flames.
"It's a little too early." On the eaves of the Seven Star Tower, Lu Chenfeng, who was once again trapped in the customization, heard a sentence from the window behind him.
Lu Chenfeng looked at his completely unrecognizable left leg, and then looked at the wall of fire in front of him.
"Three minutes," he said.
Yan Ge turned around, and looked into the tower.
"Three minutes …" Chen Chu also heard it. He repeated it, and stared anxiously at the pillar in the center of the Seven Star Tower.
There was a gap in the soul force undulations in the pillar, and that was the path destroyed by Lu Ping's Flying Sound Slash. This path of destruction did not destroy the entire operation of the customization, but it left an unerasable scar in the operation.
This scar was very attractive to Chen Chu, and such a stable gap greatly sped up the progress of his work. He finally found the door that could enter the customization barrier, and what he needed next was the key that could open this door.
But now, they only had three minutes left, and they should have been able to take it even more leisurely. The customization that Lu Chenfeng had set up should not have been activated at this time.
But because of Lu Ping's various interference, there were all kinds of unexpected effects, and even Lu Chenfeng was forced into such a difficult situation. This somewhat messed up their plans.
Chen Chu was a little uneasy, but Yan Ge seemed to be much calmer, and he had a clearer understanding of such things than Chen Chu.
"Three minutes is enough," he said.
"Oh?" Chen Chu was surprised, and he had already realized something.
On the roof of the Seven Star Tower.
The guests trapped in the customization were all dead and injured, and those who were still alive had worried expressions.
At this moment, the eldest prince of the Qingfeng Empire, the future successor to the throne, Yan Ming, suddenly walked out of the customization barrier that imprisoned him.
"Huh?" Seeing this, Yan Xize immediately rushed out, but he ended up crashing into the soul force barrier. Although he did not feel much pain, he was still in a difficult situation.
"What's going on? How come you can suddenly come out?" he shouted.
The patriarch of the Changfeng Empire's Zhu Family did not move, and he squinted his old eyes and saw specks of light flowing under Yan Ming's clothes.
This was the Mirage Armor?
The patriarch of the Zhu Family already knew the answer, but he did not say it out loud.
Yan Ming, who had walked out of the customization barrier, raised his hand, and a cold light flashed. The head of the Precious Treasures Pavilion, Xie Shang, fell to the ground in a panic.
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