Boom boom boom boom boom!

It seemed like a continuous sound, and it seemed to be repeated one after another. In short, the sound rang continuously, and it was Lu Ping's sound, rushing forward, left, backward, and right, and the last punch that hit the ground began to spread in all directions as the surface spreads.

Snow Mountain? Volcano? Magnetic Mountain?

After giving up the road, Su Tang's three mountains with difficulty were swept by the Soul of Song at the first time. There was no need to delve into whether the mountain was true or false, and it was instantly lost.

Sheluo.net, thousands of knots, heaven on earth, heaven seems to sweep... These lower-level customized superpowers are also covered with large areas of the streets. When Lu Ping punched the ground with a punch, the ubiquitous soul power that formed them was already impacted. In an instant, the Sheluo.net was broken, and the thousand knots were broken, heaven on earth became a thing of the past. Heaven seemed to sweep away itself, and it was hard to distinguish it from the Three Mountains Island.

Then two fists to the left and right hit the walls on the left and right of the street one after another. The Soul of the Ming invaded and spread as the walls. These ordinary houses were not Qisha Hall, so how could Lu Ping's Soul of the Ming was shuttled through it. The passing through it was broken, and the left and right streets began to break from Lu Ping's fist, and then quickly spread to both sides. However, the collapse speed was far inferior to the transmission of the Soul of the Ming. In just a moment, it had been transmitted from both sides to the end of the street. The walls and houses slowly collapsed, but the people standing on the top died very quickly. Almost no one was spared where Ming's Soul passed. Most of them were still scheduling the power of the Soul to destroy Lu Ping, but in a blink of an eye they were killed by Lu Ping's Soul.

Lu Ping's two punches forward and backwards were transmitted along with the left and right walls.

He punched backwards to the earth wall, destroying the superpowers in an instant, and the earth wall collapsed and Lu Ping didn't even look at it. He swung that punch forward, wherever he passed, he would break the superpowers and kill anyone he met, and finally rushed to Xing Wen who was standing in front of him.

This is the 170% singing spirit that was strengthened by the horns of the storm. Without the change of Feiyin Slash, its speed is not fast enough, but this is not fast enough compared to Lu Chenfeng. Xing Wen is not Lu Chenfeng. Not to mention the speed of Feiyin Slash, even a simple singing spirit like Lu Ping, he will not be able to keep up after 170% sturdy spirit. He can dodge Lu Ping's attack, which is only predictable, and is an attack that infers Lu Ping's in advance from Lu Ping's not concealed enough body movements.

But this time he didn't have time to pay attention to Lu Ping's actions. Like other monks who had already been at ease in protecting the country, he was more focused on how to launch his own attack.

He is the head of the Protective Congress and the strongest person in the Protective Congress. Emperor Xuan called him to ask for Lu Ping's head. This final blow was completed by him. Of course, it is the most suitable and safest.

One of his hands had already buttoned the inconspicuous waist drop of the divine weapon hanging around his waist. It was his fifth-level divine weapon drop. Few people knew this. Except for Xuanhuang and a few confidants, everyone else was dead.

So Xing Wen really did not relax. When the overall situation was settled, he even planned to use his confidential divine weapon to display the level 6 supernatural power that matched this divine weapon, Red Qianye.

But he didn't expect Lu Ping to suddenly let go of the counterattack at this time, and he wouldn't expect that Lu Ping didn't actually feel that he was in desperate situation. He was not forced to retreat by the offensive of the Protective Congress starting from the sand puppet, but he wanted to retreat by himself. If he wanted to, he could move forward at that time, throw all the attacks behind him, and rush to Xing Wen to experience it.

He didn't, just because he didn't think about capturing the thief and capturing the king first. He just thought that if everyone didn't move, it would be the best thing to let him leave like this.

So he made suggestions, but no one paid attention to it. The National Protection Association's offensive was launched, so Lu Ping could only kill it together. Because he had found Su Tang, he didn't have to save the power of retention. He thought about how to solve these obstacles quickly and efficiently, so that he could take Su Tang away safely and safely.

Xing Wen, who was blocking the front, was an obstacle with the six masters, and the country-protecting monks who were ambushing on both sides of the left and right were also an obstacle. Lu Ping did not carefully distinguish which obstacle was big and which obstacle was small and was a obstacle, so he cleared it together. Lu Ping treated everyone more equally.

So he retreated not to avoid the threats in front, but to let those who were in the back, who were far away from him, approached quickly. So to be precise, he was not running away, but meeting him.

However, the National Protection Council was afraid that Lu Ping would escape. They thought Lu Ping had been restricted, so they began to gather to launch a joint attack, which was exactly what Lu Ping expected. Then all kinds of customizations were also launched, and Sanshan Island was also completed. Sanshan Island did have a certain impact on Lu Ping, but that was mainly because Lu Ping had to take care of the injured Su Tang. It was not good to wait for the national protection monks to gather in this situation, so Lu Ping punched, put on the horns and punched the camp, and spread his soul forward, backward, left and right, and fully affected his soul.

So all the customizations and all the offensives collapsed.

All the monks who were passed down by the Soul of the Sword fell down.

Then there was Xing Wen. The punch forward was not specifically targeting him, but because he happened to be standing in front of him, the Mingzhipo of this punch rushed towards him. Then, without stopping too much on him, Mingzhipo passed through him as if he was passing by, followed by Cheng Huan, who was standing behind him, was still immersed in the shock that Sanshan Island was instantly eliminated, and then he was removed. Then, the stone tablet of the Weiyu of the National Guardian Congress was passed by and cracked in an instant. Then, the somewhat dispersed Mingzhipo swept into the National Guardian Congress, penetrated and swept through it.

Lu Ping didn't care about these.

All the offensives on Qilichang Street have been disintegrated, and those who were not killed by the Soul of the Protectors were only half dead. Some of them were not affected, or some of them had less damage, but Lu Ping didn't care. His perceptions were not stopped, and he had not stopped, and he had not taken off the horns. If there was any obstacle, it was just a matter of more punches.

"Let's go." He said to Su Tang. All he really cares about is the people around him.

"Oh." Su Tang responded, a little surprised. Five fists, the Grand Xuanjun Protecting Congress had become like this. The cold, strong and ruling president Xing Wen, who was standing on the street, was probably dead, right? The number one master of the Protecting Congress, was killed without even the chance to take action?

Su Tang was stunned for a while, but he was relieved immediately.

"That's right!" She smiled happily.

If the six souls are connected, wouldn’t we have such strength? What’s so surprising about this?

"It's really much more at ease than before." Lu Ping smiled.

Su Tang understood the meaning of this steadiness. When he just escaped from the snow field, Lu Ping's soul power could no longer be used, and Su Tang had never practiced seriously. The two were taken back to Zhaifeng Academy by Guo Youdao. They seemed to be studying like others, but in fact they were hiding. They seemed to have gained freedom, but the shadow in their hearts was an lingering shackle. Their hearts were still trapped in the cell with only one air hole, for fear that one day they would be found by the organization and take them back there.

They were cautious and nervous and alert. The first time they gained a relaxation was when Lu Ping first found the flaw of ecstasy.

Now, Lu Ping has finally reached the point of sweeping the Xuanjun Academy Supervisory Commission with his own strength. The tranquility and relaxation in his heart are naturally better than the past.

"By the way." Lu Ping suddenly said, "I met people from the organization at Beidou Academy."

"In Beidou Academy?" Su Tang was surprised.

"Yes, but the other party is from the Qingfeng Lin family." Lu Ping said.

"Qingfeng Lin Family..." Su Tang had the common sense that these ordinary people should have, so naturally they knew about Qingfeng Lin Family.

"It's a long story, let's go out and talk about it in detail." Lu Ping said.

"Okay." Su Tang nodded.

The two of them chatted and left, and the surviving monks of the country guarding were just staring blankly. The painless people did not dare to make a moan. After Lu Ping and Su Tang were not talking, the only sound of their rustling footsteps were left in the Qili Long Street.

They walked out of the street and were Xing Wen in front of them. The strongest man in the Protective Congress was still standing, with a little in a hurry in his expression, but he still looked quite majestic. Lu Ping didn't even look at him. He had already sensed that the man had disappeared. His eyes fell on Ji Guang, who was standing left behind Xing Wen, and only had a pair of underwear.

"How to get out of the city?" Lu Ping asked.

Ji Guang looked at him blankly, stunned for three seconds, and his stiff body turned around. His right hand stretched out, but no longer gathered the power of the soul to form a bow, but pointed to an intersection over there.

"Walk from there?" Lu Ping asked.

Ji Guang nodded foolishly.

Lu Ping and Su Tang immediately walked past him, and he heard the two chatting behind him.

"Is this person who almost shot you to death just now?"

"Um."

"Kill?"

"Forget it."

A few simple words did not explain any reason at all. Ji Guang, who was most likely to kill Su Tang, survived. He should have been glad, but for some reason, deep fear arose in his heart.

The conversation between the two revealed that they didn't care about him, even if he almost killed Su Tang. They were not afraid that keeping Ji Guang would become a problem, it seemed that they had the absolute confidence to control Ji Guang's life and death at any time.

So if you want to kill, then kill; if you don’t want to, then forget it.

Who would take things seriously in mind when you think of them?

In other people's eyes, one's own life and death are just like this without seriousness, a matter of thought.

Ji Guang suddenly felt dark in front of him and fainted.

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Chapter completed!