In the last few days before the decisive battle, Lu Pingan raised the peak stage of Zhenwu Seventh Layer to the extreme, but after all, he was still a step away.

In desperation, he could only use the last moment to break through the realm.

Before Lu Ping'an was talking to Zhao Shengrong, he had always maintained a one-handed back movement.

Everyone thought it was just a confident posture, but no one noticed that he was holding the spirit stone in his hand.

Lu Ping'an secretly used the palm swallow function to absorb and refine the opponent's spirit stone, and immediately replaced it with one after it was used up, silently.

Now that he has successfully broken the boundary, he naturally will not waste his tongue with Zhao Shengrong anymore and talk with the sword at all.

On the stage of the martial arts competition, violent winds and thunder and lightning rose together, following Lu Pingan's sword power, they flew towards Zhao Shengrong.

However, this lightning is only a normal blue and white color, not a purple thunder.

Lu Ping'an didn't want to use the power of the purple thunder lion to cause unnecessary trouble under everyone's eyes.

Zhao Shengrong snorted coldly, cut with two swords in anger, two sharp black streamers, splitting to the left and right.

boom! boom!

The wind and thunder exploded, but did not completely dissipate, but weakened a lot. Under Lu Ping's sword swing, he wanted to rise again.

But at this moment, Zhao Shengrong rushed out, breaking through the thunder and lightning obstacles in front, and instead came to Lu Pingan first.

"dead!"

Zhao Shengrong shouted, raised the knife in his hand, and smashed it head-on with an extremely violent power!

Without fear, Lu Pingan quickly gathered thunder and lightning, bursting with dazzling light, with a sword ahead.

锃!

Two machetes split the lightning and landed on the blade, making a buzzing sound.

The surrounding air waves rolled, mixed with the remaining power of swords, as if countless sharp blades flew out, leaving many sharp marks on the ground.

The spectators standing on the edge of the martial arts stage had to defend themselves.

Lu Ping's body sank downward, the stone slab under his feet shattered, and the whole person seemed to be firmly suppressed by the fierce sword force.

But Lu Ping'an still looked calm, just because the lightning on the sword was still there, and immediately, his arm shook slightly, and the lightning surged and made a roar!

Zhao Shengrong was startled, and hurriedly turned and retreated, but the lightning sword power was still like a few long snakes, carrying violent might, chasing after him.

Zhao Shengrong kept retreating, and all the stone slabs he had stepped on along the way were destroyed. If he took a step slower, the consequences would be disastrous.

When he retreated to the edge of the martial arts stage, the power of lightning finally decayed, and he cut it down with a knife, breaking the large patches of thunder and lightning.

But before Zhao Shengrong could relax, a strong wind rose suddenly, which contained a sharp meaning of terror, and surrounded him from all around!

Zhao Shengrong was surprised at this. He did not expect that Lu Pingan could use the two swords of wind and thunder so well that he could switch freely.

Coupled with the previous incident, Zhao Shengrong also had to admit that he had encountered a genius!

But... it's just a genius who has not yet become a real strong!

Zhao Shengrong has the first level of Yuan Wu, even if the real combat power can only be compared with the nine levels of Zhen Wu, he also firmly believes that a thin camel is bigger than a horse and will definitely kill Lu Pingan!

Zhao Shengrong let out a sharp scream in the masterpiece of the knife shadow, frantically brandishing the double knives, and slashing black slashes!

The terrifying and dense knives spread arbitrarily on the stage, and almost everyone could feel the anger and murderous in it.

This was obviously an attack that contained Zhao Shengrong's strongest revenge, and the momentum was surging, and it seemed that he had recovered his original strength.

Lu Pingan could not help but frowned slightly, but did not retreat, and pointed out with a sword that the gale rushed forward like billowing waves!

Bang bang bang...

A series of explosions came out, and the dense black slashes were constantly splitting in the gust of wind, and in a flash, it broke into pieces!

Lu Ping'an trembled slightly, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Shengrong shouted: "This time, you really must die!"

After saying that, those slashes swarmed up, like locusts crossing the border, rendering most of the competition stage into sharp black!

"Last time in the forest, you kept trying to kill me and kill me. What happened? Of course, you can't have another time."

Lu Ping'an said, running the sword, and the broken wind and waves just now reacted again.

call!

The wind is soaring, and with its rapid rotation, a towering and huge whirlwind of sword power is formed!

Its scope is so wide that it occupies almost half of the field, and those swordsmen who have not rushed to Lu Ping'an are involved without suspense.

Zhao Shengrong's arms were tight, no matter how powerful he was, his sword became more powerful, and suddenly a large number of slashes flew out, one after another slashing towards the whirlwind from the outside, which had a strong impact on him, and he kept shaking from side to side.

"Your wind system swordsmanship is very strong, but after all, it is no match for the sharpness of my sword!"

When the wind and shadow were swaying, just as he was about to collapse, Lu Ping's sword light turned, spiritual power poured in, and the wind and waves seemed to become muddy and heavy.

Lu Pingan held up the long sword with both hands, and suddenly cut it off.

In an instant, in the whirlwind, countless water droplets were born.

Then, driven by the wind, with the force of pouring rain, blasted at those black slashes!

In the eyes of everyone, this offensive is like a rain of arrows, but in Lu Ping'an's perception, it is more like countless transparent bullets!

With the difference between the realms of the two sides, Lu Ping'an's sword style is indeed difficult to break through Zhao Shengrong's sword.

But if you add this dense rain of sword power, you can penetrate it one by one until it is completely destroyed!

The most important thing is that the power of this violent storm is even more violent and amazing!

Lu Ping'an also realized not long ago why the starting style of the sword eighteen would be Fengqi.

Just because everything can generate wind, a wave of a sword and a clap, it is the wind.

And the wind can help everything, make the fire soar, and make the heavy rain more terrible...

This is intangible and indefinite in the true sense, with numerous changes. After Lu Ping's proficiency, he will mix and match them at will, swaying freely.

The eighteenth sword is profound and profound. Although Lu Ping'an can only comprehend one or two, he has been deeply convinced.

At the same time, there were successive explosions in the air, and the black knives continued to shatter, like the black roof tiles shot through by a large rain of arrows.

Under the influence of Zhao Shengrong, his body shook wildly, and he vomited several mouthfuls of blood, but his eyes were completely round, and he felt incredible.

"It's wind and thunder again, there is still water this time! You kid, after all, you have cultivated several different types of spells!"

If ordinary people do this, it often results in too much but not so good, but Zhao Shengrong and everyone really feel that Lu Ping'an is not the case.

No matter what kind of attribute, he can use it with ease. Such a talent is really beyond the reach!

Lu Pingan said: "How many kinds? You haven't even heard of the "Ten Thousand Fas and One Sword"? No matter, I opened your eyes today, and you are not unjustly dead."

As the voice fell, those raindrops fell with the strong wind.

Moreover, this time the rain has become more condensed and sharp, more like countless small flying swords, overwhelming the sky, shooting away at Zhao Shengrong!

Zhao Shengrong was shocked, and opened his mouth and shouted, "Farewell! Grandpa Lu, spare my life!"

No matter how fierce and domineering people are, they will show the weak side of human nature when they are about to die.

In order to survive, Zhao Shengrong didn't even care about being a grandson.

"I don't have a grandson like you, die!"

Lu Pingan was merciless, and with a wave of his sword, the shower rained violently.

First, the two machetes used by Zhao Shengrong to resist were shot into rotten iron with countless holes.

Then he pierced Zhao Shengrong's body like a hornet's nest, with blood holes all over his body.

With a bang, Zhao Shengrong fell to the ground and died, and this life and death duel ended!

But the audience went around, but there was no sound. People looked at Lu's safety in a daze, a little disbelief of the result.

"Good kill!"

A voice rang out from nowhere. It sounded like calling the person very happy.

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the talents gradually reacted.

Someone had been bullied by the iron knife gang, and felt so happy, so they shouted.

Some people simply applauded and applauded Lu Pingan's amazing performance.

The momentum swept the audience like waves.

Lu Ping'an can be said to have become famous in this battle. Although he is not as good as the top powerhouse in the city, he is no one among the younger generation.

Many people think that with Lu Pingan's development like this, Ouyang Xia will be a strong backer, and the future achievements in Tongning City will be limitless!

But Lu Ping's expression was a bit complicated. Killing Zhao Shengrong certainly made him feel comfortable, but after the matter was over, it meant that he was leaving.

After the battle, Lu Pingan didn't stop much, and didn't care about the reaction of others. He walked off the Wudoutai and returned to the Yanxia Villa.

Guo Lanying and Shi Hao were very happy at first, thinking that they should go back to celebrate, but they probably guessed something when they saw Lu Pingan's appearance.

The two of them already knew that Lu Ping'an was leaving, but before they knew it, the day came after all, and they couldn't help feeling a little sad.

However, Lu Pingan did not set off immediately, because Guo Lanying had a very important thing that was about to be completed, and I hope he will be there.

That night, Guo Lanying defeated a formidable opponent extremely thrillingly in the Doufang, and therefore created a brand new record of the highest winning streak-31 games!

Like Lu Pingan during the day, she received the cheers and applause from the audience, and she was greatly honored.

And most importantly, Guo Lanying finally got Ouyang Xia's approval and agreed to accept her as a disciple.

Lu Pingan felt very happy about this. In his opinion, this was the best farewell gift Guo Lanying gave him.

Shi Hao will stay for another month, and then leave, go to the Western Red Kingdom to participate in the entrance examination of the Vajra Gate.

Yan Laoba and Ouyang Xia each gave Lu Pingan some things, as well as various instructions and explanations.

The next day, before dawn, Lu Pingan quietly left the city by himself.

Everyone had said goodbye last night, and he didn't want to create a scene of reluctantly saying goodbye.

However, when Lu Pingan had just walked out of the city gate, there was a heavy rain in Tongning City without warning.

There is not even half a cloud in the sky, which is very strange.

After a while, Lu Ping'an smelled the rain a bit strange, so he took a taste and was stunned.

This is actually wine!

After thinking about it, Lu Ping'an knew that this must have been caused by Master, and it was estimated that only his Vientiane Pot could make such a huge momentum.

It’s just not clear, is Yan Laoba saying goodbye to Lu Pingan, or is he asking his best friend for a late drink?

Or maybe both, because Yan Laoba was too lazy, so they did it together.

Lu Ping'an smiled bitterly, stopped turning his head, and released his spiritual power to surround him, riding his horse farther and farther on the road where the wine was like rain.

A few days later, Lu Pingan entered Cangwu Country, and a few days later, he came to the royal capital Luotian City...