Volume 1: Baiyujing of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 89: If you want to kill me, do it in half a move (3r
"I'm quite capable."
Yang Liehu's pupils shrank suddenly, his body shook, and his bones crackled. The wind around him danced, and the light and darkness intertwined, making a "clang clang" sound.
Two young men of the same age, with two equally strong fighting spirits, collided with each other with a bang.
After a breath, the figures of the two were entangled in the moonlight and disappeared at the same time.
The figures disappeared without even a residual image. The speed of the two people's movements has reached a point that ordinary people can hardly capture with the naked eye. Even many disciples of the main peak could only see a faint white line from time to time in the black night, as if flour accidentally fell on the black cloth and was quickly blown away.
The cold and chilly air force spread out, pushing the disciples of the inner and outer gates to gradually retreat in all directions. From time to time, muffled sounds came from the air, like thunder and drums. Not long after, a thirty-foot square unmanned area was vacated in the Yandao Arena. The moonlight shone down, and occasionally one could see the shadows entangled like lightning, and the splashing blood, describing how tragic the secret battle between the two was.
But soon, in less than half an incense stick, the two shadows in the no-man's land gradually became real.
Yang Liehu was the first to show up, and Fang Jie and Wang Cheng's hearts "snapped".
Yang Liehu was seen holding a gun in one hand, his black robe had been torn into strips, and there were exposed bloody wounds everywhere, his hair was disheveled, his nose and face were swollen, and he was panting.
As if sensing the crisis, Yang Liehu's face changed drastically, and he changed from holding the gun in one hand to holding the gun in both hands. He shouted loudly and laid a layer of fine gun curtain in front of him.
Another shadow gradually appeared in the air.
Puff!
Like ice meeting boiling water, the gun curtain melted and disintegrated under Lu Ping's fist.
Looking at the embarrassed Yang Liehu, and then looking at the neatly dressed Lu Ping, the crowd burst into exclamations.
Everyone thought that this would at least be a battle of equal strength.
But unexpectedly, it was a one-sided situation!
This outer disciple who came out of nowhere, overwhelmed Yang Liehu with an overwhelming advantage! Even though Yang Liehu had already used the seventh-grade method of his family, the "Yang Family Mysterious Ice Spear", he was unable to gain an advantage.
Yang Liehu obviously had not given up. Seeing that Lu Ping's fist was about to hit his chest, he roared, pinched his left hand and clenched his palm, and the five-colored light overflowed from his fingers, and he went to meet it brazenly.
"A thousand troops cannot defeat me!"
This move is the most domineering palm in the "Yang Family Tyrant Palm" of the seventh-grade lower talent. It is a combination of hardness and softness, with the momentum of thousands of troops, and can also take advantage of the five elements. In addition, Yang Liehu's desperate decision has pushed this palm to an incredible realm.
As soon as this palm was hit, it made a crackling sound, and the five elements flowed in the air, which was absorbed into the true essence of Yang Liehu's palm. Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, as well as the unique true essence of the Taoist temple of the Great Zhou Immortal Family, the power of this palm is so great that even many of the top 20 main peak disciples are moved!
"So weak."
Lv Ping was expressionless, opened his mouth and breathed, and two streams of black and gold gas spurted out of his nose.
The ancient black lines were reflected in Lv Ping's eyes, his temperament changed instantly, and the strength of his arm suddenly increased sharply, and a lightning-like punch hit Yang Liehu's palm.
Bang!
The air was torn apart, and the five elements were broken!
After Yang Liehu retreated thirty steps, he finally fell to the ground with a plop! Black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his left arm was loose, his bones were broken, the light in his eyes was peeled off, and his face was pale.
The whole audience was silent, leaving only Yang Liehu's heavy breathing, and his voice revealed despair and unwillingness.
Elder Duan and Master Dangmo looked at each other and showed surprise.
"Boy, how long have you been in the mountain gate?" Elder Duan asked with a light cough.
"Half a month." Lu Ping said as he walked forward.
"Half a month?" Elder Duan frowned slightly: "What's the surname of the elder who taught you the method?"
"Luo." Lu Ping said.
Surname Luo?
The elders frowned and thought hard. The disciples also whispered to each other, discussing whether there was an elder named Luo in the Kongxu Mountain Realm.
You know, Yang Liehu is not a person who has a false reputation. The descendant of the Yang family of the Great Zhou Immortal Family Daofu, he brought his art into the mountains and mastered two seventh-grade lower-level methods of the Yang family. Since a year ago, Yang Liehu has challenged the bottom three disciples of the main peak every month, fighting against the great perfection of the foundation building with the realm of the third stage of foundation building, and has never lost.
The seven main peaks have been paying attention to Yang Liehu for a long time. It goes without saying that once Yang Liehu breaks through the fourth stage of foundation building and has the qualification to be promoted to the main peak, it will definitely cause competition among the seven peaks.
Such a genius was defeated by an unknown outer disciple!
After only half a month of entering the mountain gate, he surpassed more than a thousand people and defeated the number one inner disciple in one fell swoop! His methods were very ruthless, his temperament was extraordinary, and he was not very old. This Lv Ping is definitely a talent worth cultivating!
What made Elder Duan and others even more curious was the elder who discovered Lv Ping and taught him skills. He had vision and courage, and he quietly cultivated a genius who could be on par with the four leading figures in the future. This elder was also extraordinary.
But no one in the outer gate had heard of such a person.
The moonlight was like water, like dense mercury, covering the Yandao fighting field.
Lv Ping stopped at the bottom of the steps.
Buzz!
The crowd was boiling.
On the steps, Luo Chuan smiled. Lv Ping stood at the bottom of the steps and looked directly at Luo Chuan.
"Crazy! Really crazy! Could it be that he wants to challenge the main peak disciples!"
"The last one in the outer sect defeated the top three in the inner sect and still wants to challenge the main peak disciples... Could it be that my Kongxu Mountain Realm is going to produce another genius of the level of the Ten Little Young Masters?"
"Fight, fight! Really, what kind of main peak disciple is Luo Chuan! I don't think he is a match for Fang Jie and Wang Cheng! How can he beat Senior Brother Lu."
"Wow, Senior Brother Lu is so handsome..."
Tonight's Empty Mountain Realm is destined to be a sleepless night.
Lu Ping, an unknown outer disciple before tonight, made a stunning debut and became the most popular. Even the leader of the first peak, Xiang Shaoyu, was inferior to him. He was infinitely close to the four leading disciples, Luo Fei, Huo Jun, Yan Daoming and Lu Boya.
It was not because Lu Ping's strength in defeating Yang Liehu and the other two was not inferior to Luo Fei and others, but because of Lu Ping's unpretentious and transcendent temperament. Such temperament, only Luo Fei and Huo Jun have such temperament in the younger generation of Empty Mountain Realm.
Not ostentatious, not arrogant, but really superior.
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
...
The crowd began to boil, and the inner and outer disciples in the Yandao fighting field shouted wildly, looking at Lu Ping's back with admiration and respect, as if they were looking at a new leader who was rising.
Yang Liehu, supported by Fang Jie and Wang Cheng, staggered to his feet, silent, with a dim look full of loss.
Elder Duan glanced at Master Dangmo and smiled bitterly. Dangmo glanced at Luo Chuan, then at Lu Ping, frowned, and vaguely recalled something.
In the crowd, Wang Xiazi stood with his arms folded, his mouth curled up, complacent, and full of superiority. Only he guessed what might happen next.
The cheers of the disciples of Kongxu Mountain echoed in his ears, and Lu Ping's heart was surging.
In just one year, he embarked on the immortal path that was once out of reach.
The immortal disciples who only existed in legends were defeated effortlessly and conquered by him so easily.
But he will never forget who gave him all this.
Raising his head, Lv Ping looked up at Luo Chuan with a face full of enthusiasm.
The cheers burst to the extreme! But in an instant, they stopped abruptly!
In the dull eyes of everyone, the handsome boy bent down, knelt on one knee, bowed his head deeply, and looked extremely pious.
"Young Master."
The sound of "Young Master" echoed in everyone's heart like a stone breaking the sky and a wave hitting the shore.
All the sounds disappeared instantly.
Luo Fei and Yan Daoming's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the linen-robed boy standing quietly in the darkness of the steps.
Xiang Shaoyu opened his mouth wide, unbelievable.
Yang Liehu and the other two were even paler, looking at Luo Chuan in shock and surprise. They suddenly understood why Lv Ping would be so cruel.
"It turns out that it was this 'Elder Luo'." Elder Duan sighed lightly, examining Luo Chuan with a new look.
The elders next to him also showed a look of astonishment, and smiled bitterly at each other.
Nun Dangmo glanced at Luo Chuan and said coldly: "Continue to divide into groups. Inner and outer disciples, all disperse."
This young man was clearly the little servant beside Luo Chuan in Wuhua City that year. A little servant swept through the top three inner disciples in Kongxu Mountain. What kind of mysterious inheritance does Luo Chuan have that is so terrifying!
After Nun Dangmo spoke, the inner and outer disciples were reluctant to leave and walked out of the Yandao Arena, looking back every three steps.
Lv Ping stood up, looked at Luo Chuan, turned around and was about to leave. Yang Liehu and the other two appeared in front of him.
Without looking away, Lu Ping just raised his footsteps and heard Yang Liehu's voice in his ears.
"Are all your skills really taught by Luo Chuan?" Yang Liehu coughed violently while looking into Lu Ping's eyes.
"Nonsense." Lu Ping kept walking forward.
"How much have you learned?" Yang Liehu stared at Lu Ping's back and asked loudly.
Everyone, whether it was the main peak disciples or the elders, listened attentively and quietly.
Lu Ping slowed down his pace, turned around, looked deeply at Yang Liehu, and suddenly smiled: "If you want to kill me, you can do it in half a move."
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(This week's tickets have not arrived yet, but everyone is so enthusiastic, so I will update in advance. I can't be so lazy next week, I must arrive first. I will announce the group number: 271639730. Many friends have joined the Empty Mountain Realm. The Empty Mountain Realm is just the beginning. Let's wait together for the Nine Dragons Immortal Court in Tianchenbuzhou and so on in the near future...)