The two brothers spoke with great momentum, but Lu Ping'an didn't care.

The reason is simple. Both of them are Yuanyang Sixth Layer. With the strength of Yuanyang Nineth Layer, Lu Ping'an could easily defeat them.

Lu Pingan smiled and asked, "Don't you feel that I am Yuanyang Jiuzhong?"

The man in gray said: "So what?"

Lu Pingan said: "This tone is really not small, I am curious, where do you come from? Faced with such a big gap, why do you think you can beat me?"

The black-clothed man said: "You'll know if you try it."

Lu Pingan said: "Okay, then as you wish!"

After speaking, the long sword in Lu Pingan's hand made a clear buzzing sound.

The black magic energy swayed around.

Lin Chulan stepped back consciously. She believed that Lu Ping'an could easily suppress the other two, and all she had to do was to find a chance to rush over, without intervening in the battle.

Cang! Cang!

The two shook the golden cymbals in their hands at the same time, making a sharp and piercing sound.

The strength of the rhythmic power emanating from it is indeed only the level of Yuanyang Sixth Layer.

In Lu Ping'an's view, at most they could form a two-person formation to increase their attack power a little, but logically speaking, how could it be impossible to cross several realms and reach the strength of Yuanyang Ninth Layer.

"With this strength, you want to stop me?"

Lu Pingan said with a sneer, and then swept out with a sword.

The devilish energy surged, quickly condensed, turned into a black river-like offensive, and blasted towards the two.

The space they are in is fairly spacious, and the most important thing is that the surrounding stone walls contain the power of formations. If they are not specifically attacked, it is difficult to cause damage.

The two suddenly merged the golden cymbals at the same time, and the surging sound formed two golden rhythmic attacks, and then merged into one, becoming a single golden cymbal.

The black river rushed in, and the golden cymbal attack also rushed towards the past.

boom!

The explosion of the collision of the two offensives became louder in this underground space.

The offensive launched by the two together reached a strength close to Yuanyang Eighth.

But compared to Lu Pingan's sword power, it was still much weaker.

So it's no surprise that their offensive was destroyed by Lu Ping's sword power, severely beaten to pieces!

Lu Ping'an smiled indifferently, quickly swung his long sword, and continued to use that sword to attack.

But at this moment, the shattered power, like countless golden powder, spread out in the field, and soon filled most of the space.

锵锵锵...

The two brothers quickly beat up the golden cymbals in their hands and made a burst of noise.

The sharp sound waves resounded crazily in this space.

Lu Ping'an and Lin Chulan both controlled their hearing and were not affected by the sound.

But the power in that drove the golden powder, but it caused a violent shock!

In this underground area where they were, the whole shaking shook, like an earthquake.

But Lu Ping'an immediately perceives that this is not just as simple as the mountain shaking and the ground, its essence is a surging force that produces fluctuations!

That power comes from all directions, it is extremely strong, and it gives a sense of continuous flow!

Lu Ping'an realized what was happening now, and he immediately stared.

But the two of them didn't want to give Lu Ping'an time to react, and immediately launched an offensive in the sound of the sound of the sound!

All of a sudden, it seemed like a big mountain smashed down!

The sword power that Lu Ping'an sent was shattered before it rushed to the two of them.

But the offensive was not only there, but also fell over Lu Ping'an and Lin Chulan!

"Come to me!"

Lu Ping'an yelled, then raised the sword with both hands and thrust it upward.

Of course Lin Chulan understood what Lu Pingan meant, and ran to him without hesitation.

The pure and vigorous demon energy gushes out from the blade, and quickly condenses around it.

And just as the offensive was about to fall on top of their heads, those devilish energy condensed into a mountain-like form, covering the two of Lu Pingan.

Boom!

The offensive fell suddenly, and it collided strongly with Lu Ping's mountain-like sword power, like two big mountains colliding together, with great momentum and strong winds.

Violent vibration occurred again in the field. If there were more times, it is estimated that the tower above would be collapsed.

But the menacing attacks of the two brothers did not succeed in overwhelming Lu Ping's sword power.

After all, Lu Ping'an held on.

However, he also paid the price of his injuries for this, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

However, the offensive on both sides has not disappeared, and they are still confronting each other and stalemate.

Lu Ping'an said, "No wonder you are so confident. It turns out that you have the strength of the underground spiritual veins as your confidence!"

The two brothers used Yuanyang's sixth-layer cultivation as the realm, but they worked together to display an offensive that could match the power of the transcendent realm.

This is not because of how strong they are, but because of the spiritual power of Miao Le Palace!

To maintain or fully open the Sect Array, it must be necessary for the Spirit Vessel to provide a lot of spiritual power.

In the critical period, it was normal for the two monks who were responsible for guarding the great formations to temporarily use the power of the spiritual veins.

Lin Chulan was surprised just now. I didn't know where the two of them had such a strong power, but now listening to Lu Ping's words, she suddenly realized.

The gray-clothed man said: "You only realize this now, it's too late."

The black-clothed man said: "I asked you to go but didn't leave. Now it's too late to regret!"

Lu Ping'an said solemnly, "But your own strength is still too weak. Even if you give you strong strength, the role you can play is extremely limited."

The gray-clothed man smiled and said, "You are vomiting blood because of our attack, and you still have a hard mouth?"

Lu Pingan said: "But if your attack is strong enough, how can I still have a chance to speak?"

The black-clothed man's face sank and said: "Then we will let you die immediately!"

After that, the two of them played the golden cymbals again, and the fierce sound drove the offensive, making it even more powerful!

But at the same time, the power that Lu Pingan had accumulated also rushed out of the sword.

It was still a black magic energy, the color remained unchanged, but its essence was cold.

What Lu Pingan was running out of was definitely not ordinary cold energy, but a combination of extreme cold and clear water and Qingyou frost, plus some powerful aura of devil energy!

Moreover, Lu Pingan used the "extremely cold and frozen" sword technique to display it!

Not only can it freeze objects, but even power can freeze!

Where the black cold air passes, everything will be covered with thick ice, frozen from the inside to the outside.

In an instant, the offensive that the two brothers thought was extremely powerful was frozen for more than half!

The two of them looked at each other and were both surprised.

But they still slapped the cymbals frantically, wanting to mobilize more spiritual power and strengthen the offensive.

Lu Ping'an gave a low cry, the sound of swords rang, and the coldness surged!

Before the two brothers could transfer their spiritual power, the whole offensive was frozen and turned into a small floating iceberg.

"It should be you who regret it now, right?"

Lu Ping'an said, with a light swing of his sword, the entire iceberg Bi burst into pieces, breaking apart, turning into countless crystal ice slag, floating around.

The two brothers were hit hard immediately, spurting blood, and even the golden cymbals in their hands had several cracks.

Lu Pingan's offensive did not end there. He swung his long sword and the sword wind was strong. The ice fragments in the field were all swept up, and then turned into a violent snowstorm.

The grey-clothed man took a deep breath and said, "Even if you die, we won't let you pass by!"

The black-clothed man said: "We will defend this place to the death, and we will never let your evil cult traitors pass, and we will die with you in the big deal!"

While speaking, they played the golden cymbals again, and waves of sound rushed out, violently stirring the scene.

They still wanted to use the spiritual power from all directions, but soon discovered that they and those spiritual powers seemed to be blocked by something, and they couldn't be mobilized at all.

But what is it that can cut off the connection between them and the power of the spiritual vein?

You know, they have cultivated a special technique to mobilize those powers. How could it be easily blocked?

"This...what's going on?"

"Where did it go wrong? Why did it happen?"

The two looked at each other with great doubts.

They couldn't figure it out for a while, and Lu Pingan would not give them time to think.

The violent snow storm sword power, like an angry beast, has already rushed to a short distance in front of them!

"Ah! I fight with you!"

The gray-clothed man roared, slapped the cymbals, and ran forward.

"We must die gloriously!"

The man in black also made the same move.

Lu Ping'an could of course see that they just wanted to blew themselves up to kill them with Lu Ping'an.

But self-destruction is not something you can succeed if you risk it all.

With two loud bangs, Fengxue's sword power collided with those two!

And when they had lost the power of their spiritual veins, they were two Yuanyang sixth-layer monks, and they were sure to die if they were hit by Lu Ping's wind and snow sword power.

Both their bodies and the golden cymbals in their hands were torn to pieces in the icy wind and snow!

Before they died, they mobilized all the forces in the Dantian Qi Sea, and wanted to blew themselves.

But before the explosion broke out, those powers were crushed by the wind and snow sword power along with their bodies, and disappeared into the cold.

And they didn't want to understand the problem until they died. In fact, it was very simple. Lu Ping'an contained the power of the domain in the cold air, forming an extremely thin sword domain.

As a result, the connection between them and the power of spiritual veins was cut off.

If their strength is stronger, they might be able to break through that sword domain.

After all, with Lin Chulan, Lu Pingan didn't dare to use strong domain power.

But as Lu Ping'an said, their strength is still weak, even if they have a strong strength, they can't use it well, or they can't use it at all.