Luo Ping's ferocious attack had once again shocked Luo Haoyu. Not only that, the surrounding people who were fighting were also stunned. One by one, they stopped fighting and quietly observed the changes in the battlefield.
Even the last Martial Lord who was surrounded by Luo Minglei and Luo Mingshuang also saw the changes in the battlefield. Both sides seemed to have a tacit understanding. At the same time, they stopped fighting and took several steps back. As they were on guard, they looked in Luo Ping's direction.
"Release of True Energy? Compression of True Energy? I didn't expect you to be able to use the methods of a Martial King. It seems that my loss is not unjustified. "
The peak Martial Lord who was paralyzed on the ground slowly said. There was both surprise and helplessness in his tone.
Even if he still had the power to resist, he would not be able to gain any advantage.
"It's good that you know yourself. Do you want to end it yourself, or do you want me to do it?"
Luo Ping took a step forward and coldly asked.
"Hahaha, this is truly 'every generation has a genius, the young rise and the old lose'. But sadly, I cannot succeed in this mission. I have failed the king's great trust! Hahaha … "
As he laughed towards the sky, he suddenly slapped his own head. Instantly, he breathed his last and died. A Martial Lord of a generation came to an end.
"Ah! Big Brother, you little brat! I will kill you and avenge my big brother!"
When the last Martial Lord saw his big brother die, his blood immediately surged and he lost his rationality. He completely forgot the fierceness of Luo Ping's attack before.
"Hundred Steps Flying Kick!"
It was a martial skill that combined body and leg techniques. As the Martial Lord's trump card, it was also used right now. He wanted to kick the head of the young man in front of him.
After taking two quick steps, he leaped off the ground. After leaving the ground, the Martial Lord's body started spinning parallel to the ground and quickly rushed forward.
His legs were like propellers. Halfway there, he was already kicking left and right. He gathered enough aura. With the high-speed impact, in addition to the power of the kicks, if an attack landed on his body, he would definitely be heavily injured.
Luo Ping looked at the rapidly approaching 'human spiral bullet' without panicking. He still had a cold expression.
"'Bright Nether Heart Sutra' automatically protects the body."
"Void Rending Finger."
He circulated his True Qi according to the circulation route of the Bright Serene Heart Sutra, automatically supporting his body and forming a protective Qi wall outside his body.
Immediately after, Luo Ping used the ultimate finger skill from the 'Chen Yang Scripture', the 'Sky Splitting Finger', to counterattack.
The Martial Lord's feet arrived, and heavily stepped onto Luo Ping's protective wall of air. A rebounding force immediately flowed from his feet to his entire body, and he was unable to advance in the slightest.
Although his body was floating in the air, the movement of the Martial Lord's body was not affected. Seeing that his attacks were blocked, he immediately stamped his feet and circulated his True Energy into his palms. In a situation where his continuous attacks were unable to break through the air wall protecting his body, he suddenly spun around and faced Luo Ping head-on.
He gathered his Zhen Qi in both of his palms, and used all of his strength to push forward. His target was Luo Ping's chest.
Luo Ping, who had already prepared himself, was waiting for this moment. Seeing the two palms coming at him, he unhurriedly extended his right index finger and pointed at the center of the two palms.
A transparent disc of air immediately vertically blocked between the two palms and his finger. Once again, it blocked the Martial Lord's attack, preventing it from advancing in the slightest.
The two sides were in a deadlock for a moment. After a while, the transparent disc of air instantly shattered. A ray of azure light suddenly shot out from Luo Ping's index finger. It directly passed through one of the palms, then struck the Martial Lord's heart. It passed through his body, and a ray of light instantly pierced through his chest.
Due to inertia, the Martial Lord's palms continued to strike Luo Ping's protective wall of air. However, there was not the slightest trace of threat, as if it was a massage.
With both of his hands pressed on the wall of air, the Martial Lord stood there in a daze. Feeling the intense pain coming from his heart, he widened his eyes in disbelief. They were filled with the light of hatred, as well as unwillingness and despair.
"Brat, I curse you to die a horrible death."
The Martial Lord left behind his final words in this world. Then, his head tilted, and his soul returned to the nine heavens.
"Even when you're about to die, you still have such a foul mouth. You deserve to die without a complete corpse."
Luo Ping retracted his protective true energy, then slammed his palm onto the Martial Lord's body. Immediately, he exploded into pieces. Broken limbs and rotten flesh flew everywhere. The cultivators on both sides who were close had bits of flesh stuck to their bodies.
However, they didn't care, nor did they plan to clean it up. They only blankly stared at Luo Ping in the middle, not even breathing heavily.
Luo Ping's methods were very ruthless. He did not hold back at all. It deeply stimulated the nerves of the surrounding soldiers. They did not dare to imagine how such a young man could have strength comparable to a Martial King. Moreover, he was so cold-blooded and heartless.
Even Luo Haoyu and Luo Mingshuang, as well as Luo Minglei who was standing on the side with a huge change in expression, felt that the Luo Ping in front of them made them feel very unfamiliar. He was no longer as innocent as before.
Luo Ping took in the reactions of the surrounding people. Seeing that he had achieved his goal and that he had thoroughly shaken the scene, he faintly smiled, then turned around and swept his gaze over everyone.
However, when the surrounding people saw his smile, they all felt a chill run down their spines and goosebumps rose all over their bodies.
Especially the cultivators of the five countries alliance. Their legs trembled and they almost knelt down.
"You dare to invade the Luo family, invade the Fengyuan Country. This is your end. You will die without a complete corpse."
Luo Ping coldly said as he looked at the remaining enemies of the five countries alliance.
"Yes, die without a complete corpse. Die without a complete corpse …"
A soldier from the Nandan Province was a bit more quick-witted and immediately echoed.
The other soldiers also reacted and they all joined in. Instantly, their shouts shook the sky and their morale soared.
The soldiers of the five countries alliance were already trembling with fear. Now that they saw the other side's imposing manner, several of their legs went soft and they knelt down.
"I surrender. Please don't kill me."
"I also surrender. I hope you can be merciful and spare my life."
"I have an eighty-year-old mother that needs to be taken care of, a wife that needs to be supported, and a grandson that needs to be fed. I beg you to let me go."
"I'm the most miserable. I've been single for forty years. I haven't even touched a woman's hand. Please take pity on me."
… …
The sounds of begging for mercy rose one after another, incessant.
Luo Ping hesitated for a moment before pointing at the people kneeling on the ground and ordering the soldiers of the county government.
"Tie up those begging for mercy and kill the rest. Don't leave a single one alive."
There were no enemy cultivators begging for mercy. They were either alone or dead loyal to their country. Once they were released, there would be endless trouble in the future. Luo Ping couldn't let them live.
"Yes, Young Master Ping."
The soldiers of the county government were already convinced by Luo Ping. Now that they heard the order, they immediately acted. Some of them tied people up, some killed people. The city gate tower was busy again.
Luo Ping walked to Luo Haoyu and Luo Mingshuang's side.
"Grandfather, Father, there are no more threats here. Let's go down and talk."
"Good, it seems that Ping 'er has been reborn and is no longer the same as before. It's really gratifying! Mingshuang, you have a good son. "
Luo Haoyu couldn't help but sigh.
"Father, look at what you're saying. Isn't Ping 'er your grandson? He should be the pride of our Luo family. "
Luo Mingshuang answered with a smile. After that, both father and son burst into laughter.
Luo Minglei's face was black and purple. His eyes kept rolling around. No one knew what he was thinking.
"What? The alliance of the five countries has launched a general attack on the Monarch? Grandfather, when did this happen? "
In the county government's meeting hall, Luo Ping asked anxiously.
"It happened a day ago. They're probably still at the stage where the soldiers are confronting each other. The real battle between martial artists is probably about to begin."
"No, Big Brother Zong must still be at the border. I have to go save him. We can't let the alliance of the five countries succeed."
Luo Ping stood up and was about to walk out.
"Ping 'er, the border is too dangerous. You can't go."
Luo Mingshuang immediately stopped him.
Although Luo Ping's current strength was extraordinary and far surpassed his, a father's concern for his son was unconditional.
"Ping 'er, what level are you now? Grandfather can see that although you can compress your internal energy and release it, you shouldn't have reached the martial king level. "
Luo Haoyu also asked with concern.
"Father, Grandfather, don't worry. I'll be careful and won't put myself in danger. As for my realm, I'm only at the early stage of martial general. However, my arm strength is about the same as that of a peak great martial general, about five thousand jin. My overall strength is at the peak of great martial general."
"However, with Master's help, I coincidentally opened all the meridians and acupoints in my body and practiced the cultivation technique he taught me. That's why I can compress my internal energy and release it. Although I haven't fought with my full strength, I should be able to defeat martial artists below the martial king level."
Luo Ping gave a simple explanation. Not only did he show his strength, but he also told his grandfather and father that they didn't need to worry about him.
"Defeat those below the martial king level? How many people dream of that? I didn't expect you to do it at such a young age. It's really not easy. "
Luo Haoyu sighed again.
"Grandfather, Father, can I go to the border now? I promise that I'll come back safely. "
Luo Haoyu and Luo Mingshuang looked at each other and nodded slightly. Luo Mingshuang then spoke.
"Alright, but be careful. Do what you can and don't make us worry. Do you want to send a group of soldiers to go with you? "
"Father, the soldiers are too slow. It's better for me to go by myself. However, I can let them take the captives and follow behind. That's right, bring the corpses of the three Martial Lords. I want their minced meat too."
Luo Ping had a naughty smile on his face. No one could tell what he was thinking.
"Alright, no problem. Ping 'er, when are you leaving?"
"Since the county office is fine, I'll leave now. After all, the earlier I go, the less danger Big Brother Zong will face."
Luo Haoyu and Luo Mingshuang didn't delay. They each gave a few words of advice and left the meeting room with Luo Ping.
"Hmph, I hope you die at the border so that you don't threaten my position."
"I really didn't expect that in a short three years, this brat would grow to this stage. It seems that I need to plan again …"
Sitting on a chair in the meeting room, Luo Minglei looked at Luo Ping's back as he left. He coldly snorted and revealed a malicious smile.
After leaving the county office, Luo Ping didn't stop. He used his body technique to the limit and directly rushed to the neighboring Qushui County.
"Zong Lie, I advise you to surrender. At least, you can leave your corpse intact. Or else, once the high-end fighting forces enter the battlefield, not even your bones will remain."
Across the battlefield, the king of the Elephant Country loudly yelled, as if the outcome was already decided and victory was within his grasp.
"Ba Tianhai, don't try to win with words. Speak after you've truly defeated me. You want me to surrender? Wait for your next life."
Zong Lie pointed at Ba Tianhai's nose and unrestrainedly scolded.
"Hmph, you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. I see that you're tired of living. Then, I'll send you straight to hell."
"All cultivators, immediately attack and destroy the enemy. Leave no one alive."
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