Boom boom boom boom!
It seemed like the sound was unceasing, but it also seemed like it was repeated unceasingly. In short, the sound echoed continuously. Lu Ping's Soul of Cry rushed forward, to the left, to the back, and to the right. As for the last punch, it struck the ground, and it started spreading in all directions along with the ground.
Snow mountain? Volcano? Magnetic mountain?
The three mountains that made it difficult for Lu Ping and Su Tang to walk were immediately swept up by the Soul Cry. There was no need to investigate whether the mountains were real or fake, and they instantly became bubbles.
Shura Net, Thousand Knots, Heaven on Earth, Heaven Sweep... These low-level custom-made abilities also covered a large area of the street. When Lu Ping's fist struck the ground, the omnipresent soul force that formed them was already affected. In an instant, the Shura Net broke, the Thousand Knots broke, and the Heaven on Earth became a thing of the past. The sky seemed to sweep away itself, and it was hard to tell which one was first or second.
Then, there were two punches to the left and right, one after another, hitting the walls on the left and right of the street. The Soul Cry invaded and spread along the walls. These ordinary houses weren't the Hall of Seven Sins, so how could they withstand Lu Ping's Soul Cry passing through them? The left and right sides of the street began to crack from the point where Lu Ping's fist struck, and then it rapidly spread to both sides and collapsed. However, the speed of the collapse was far slower than the transmission of the Soul Cry. In just an instant, it had already spread from both sides to the end of the street. The walls and houses slowly collapsed, but the people standing on top of them died extremely quickly. Wherever the Soul Cry passed, almost no one was spared. Most of them were still controlling the power of their souls to destroy Lu Ping, but in the blink of an eye, they were killed by Lu Ping's Soul Cry.
Along with the left and right walls, Lu Ping's two punches were sent forward and backward.
The punch behind him smashed into the earth wall, instantly destroying the ability. The earth wall collapsed, and Lu Ping didn't even look at it. He punched forward, and wherever he went, he broke any ability he encountered and killed anyone he touched. Finally, he rushed to Xing Wen who was standing at the front.
This was the Soul of Crying that had been strengthened by the Blowing Horn Chain Camp by 170%. Without the transformation of the Flying Sound Slash, its speed wasn't fast enough. However, this was not fast enough for Lu Chenfeng. Xing Wen wasn't Lu Chenfeng. Not to mention the speed of the Flying Sound Chop, he couldn't even keep up with Lu Ping's simple Soul of Cry, which had been strengthened to 170%. He was able to dodge Lu Ping's attack by relying on his prediction. He had deduced Lu Ping's attack from Lu Ping's body movements, which were not hidden enough.
But this time, he didn't have time to notice Lu Ping's movements. Like the other Guardian Cultivators, he was more focused on how to launch his attack at this moment.
He was the chief of the Protector Nation and the strongest martial artist in the Protector Nation. The Profound Sovereign had specifically asked him for Lu Ping's head, and he would be the one to deal the final blow. That was the most suitable and safest choice.
One of his hands was already holding onto the Divine Weapon hanging on his waist. That inconspicuous waist pendant was his Level 5 Divine Weapon, the Human Head Pendant. There were very few people who knew about this. Other than the Profound Sovereign and a few of his trusted subordinates, the rest were all dead people.
Thus, Xing Wen didn't relax at all. In this situation, he was even ready to use his secret divine weapon. He was ready to use the level 6 supernatural ability, Falling Crimson Thousand Leaves, which was compatible with this divine weapon.
However, he didn't expect that Lu Ping would suddenly counterattack at this moment. He didn't think that Lu Ping didn't think that he was in a desperate situation. He wasn't forced to retreat by the Protector Nation's attack from Sha Zhao. He wanted to retreat. If he wanted to, he could have moved forward and left all the attacks behind him. He could have rushed to Xing Wen and asked him for advice.
However, he didn't do that because he didn't want to capture the leader first. He just thought that if everyone didn't move and let him leave, it would be the best situation.
Thus, he made a suggestion, but no one paid attention to it. The Protector Nation's attack was about to start. To Lu Ping, he could only kill them all. Because he had found Su Tang, he didn't need to conserve his soul power. He was thinking about how to quickly and efficiently get rid of all these obstacles so that he could leave safely with Su Tang.
Xing Wen and the six experts in front of him were obstacles. The Protector Nation cultivators lying in ambush on the left and right were also obstacles. Lu Ping didn't carefully distinguish which obstacles were big and which were small. If they were obstacles, he would just get rid of them all. Lu Ping treated them all equally.
Thus, he retreated, not to hide from the threats in front of him, but to let those behind him, who were a little further away, come closer. Thus, to be more accurate, he wasn't fleeing. He was going to meet them.
However, the Protector Nation was afraid that Lu Ping would escape. They thought that Lu Ping had been restrained, so they started to gather and attack together. This was what Lu Ping wanted. At this time, all kinds of customizations were launched, and the Three Mountain Islands were also completed. The Three Mountain Islands did affect Lu Ping to a certain extent, but that was mainly because Lu Ping had to take care of the injured Su Tang. Seeing that it wasn't good to wait for the Protector Nation cultivators to gather in such a situation, Lu Ping punched out. Dai Qiujiao punched out, front, back, left, right, and all of his Soul of Crying spread out.
Thus, all the customizations and attacks collapsed.
All the Protector Nation cultivators that were sent by the Soul of Crying fell.
Then, it was Xing Wen. The punch wasn't aimed at him, but because he happened to be standing right in front of him, the Ming Soul of the punch just happened to rush towards him. Then, it didn't stay too long on him. The Soul of Crying passed through him as if it was passing by. Cheng Huan, who was standing behind him, was still immersed in the shock of the Three Mountain Islands being eliminated in an instant. Then, he was eliminated. Then, the crooked stone tablet of the Protector Nation was passed by and instantly cracked. Then, some of the Soul of Crying swept into the Protector Nation, penetrating and sweeping through it.
Lu Ping didn't care about any of this.
All the attacks on the seven-kilometer long street had been disintegrated. Those Protector Nation cultivators that had been sent by the Soul of Crying only had a small amount of life left. There were a few who hadn't been affected, or who hadn't been affected, but Lu Ping didn't care. His perception hadn't stopped, and Dai Qiujiao hadn't been removed. If there were any more obstacles, it would only be a matter of a few more punches.
"Let's go," he said to Su Tang. What he really cared about was the person beside him.
"Oh," Su Tang responded, a little stunned. Five punches, and the dignified Protector Nation of the Black Army had actually been reduced to such a state. Could that cold, powerful, and principled Protector Nation Chief Xing Wen, who was standing on the street have already died? The number one expert of the Protector Nation had actually been killed without even a chance to attack?
Su Tang was stunned for a moment, but she immediately felt relieved.
"That's more like it!" She smiled happily.
Shouldn't one have such strength after connecting all six souls? What was there to be surprised about?
"Compared to before, I'm indeed much more grounded." Lu Ping smiled.
Su Tang understood what he meant by grounded. When they had just escaped from the snowy plains, Lu Ping was no longer able to use the power of his soul, and Su Tang had never properly cultivated. The two of them had been brought back to Zhenfeng College by Guo Youdao. It looked like they were there to study like everyone else, but they were actually in hiding. They seemed to have regained their freedom, but the shadow in their hearts was a shackle that they could not get rid of. Their hearts were still trapped in that cell with only one air hole, afraid that one day they would be found by the organization and brought back to that place.
They were cautious, nervous, and on guard. The first time they felt relaxed was when Lu Ping first found a flaw in the Soul of Ecstasy Lock.
And now, Lu Ping had finally reached the point where he could sweep away the Black Army Council's supervisory board with his own strength. The sense of grounded and relaxed in his heart was naturally greater than before.
"Oh right." Lu Ping suddenly said, "I met someone from the organization at North Style Academy."
"At North Style Academy?" Su Tang was surprised.
"Yes, but the other party was from the Green Peak Lin Clan." Lu Ping said.
"Green Peak Lin Clan … …" Su Tang had all the common sense that a normal person should have, so he naturally knew about the Green Peak Lin Clan.
"It's a long story. Let's go out and talk about it in detail." Lu Ping said.
"Okay." Su Tang nodded.
The two chatted as they walked. The surviving Protector Nation only stared blankly. Those who were still breathing in pain didn't even dare to make a sound. After Lu Ping and Su Tang stopped talking, only the rustling sound of their footsteps could be heard.
They walked out of the street, and in front of them was Xing Wen. This Protector Nation's strongest expert was still standing. His expression was a little panicked, but he still looked quite awe-inspiring. Lu Ping didn't even look at him. He had already sensed that this person was no longer breathing. His gaze fell on Ji Guang, who was standing motionless to the left of Xing Wen, with only his underwear left.
"How do we get out of the city?" Lu Ping asked.
Ji Guang stared blankly at him for three seconds before his stiff body turned around. He stretched out his right hand, but he no longer condensed his soul power into a bow. Instead, he pointed at an intersection.
"Which way?" Lu Ping asked.
Ji Guang nodded dumbly.
Lu Ping and Su Tang walked past him, and he heard the two chatting behind him.
"Is this the person who almost shot you to death?"
"Yes."
"Should I kill him?"
"Forget it."
With a few simple words, without any explanation, Ji Guang, who was most likely to kill Su Tang, had survived. He should have been rejoicing, but for some reason, a deep fear rose in his heart.
The conversation between the two revealed that they didn't care about him, even though he had almost killed Su Tang. They weren't afraid that leaving Ji Guang alive would cause trouble in the future. That seemed to be because they had absolute confidence in controlling Ji Guang's life and death at any time.
So if they wanted to kill him, they would kill him. If they didn't want to, then forget it.
Who would take a matter that could be decided in a moment's time?
His own life, his own life and death, in the eyes of others, didn't need to be taken seriously. It was a matter that could be decided in a moment's time.
Ji Guang suddenly felt his vision go black as he fainted.
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