Section 967

Tao Jizhong looked at Lu Pingan who was approaching, his face was a little ugly, knowing that he had met a tough opponent today.

"Purple Lightning Yin Fire Blade!"

He immediately let out a long roar, pinched his hands, and the six purple-red flying knives in front of him turned into a huge purple-red long sword.

"Swish!"

A layer of terrifying dark red flames permeated the long sword, and purple arcs jumped, killing Lu Pingan.

"Wind and Thunder, Cut!"

Lu Pingan looked at this attack, and the black dragon halberd in his hand was entangled with strands of wind and thunder, filled with a terrifying atmosphere.

Then the long halberd slashed forward like a resurrected dragon, and the wind and thunder rolled.

"Boom boom boom!"

The halberd and the long sword collided with each other, a series of sparks splashed, and the thunder arcs swam, dazzling and dazzling, making everyone in the field feel a strong current and horrified.

Then, the purple lightning Yin fire knife trembled, and the arc flames on the blade dimmed and dissipated, and it dispersed into six purple-red flying knives again, flying backwards.

"Boom!"

Facing the aftermath of the Black Dragon Spear, Tao Jizhong immediately used the bronze mirror to block it.

But he was unable to resist in such a hurry, and was thrown out, spitting blood.

A foundation-building cultivator next to him quickly soared into the sky, caught Tao Jizhong with his magic power, and said to Lu Pingan with a fearful look: "Daoyou, we admit defeat, we will leave now!"

"Daoyou, do you want to fight again?"

Lu Pingan looked at Tao Jizhong and said.

"Daoyou is very powerful, I admit defeat, as Daoyou said, this matter is over."

Tao Jizhong said with a pale and weak face.

As a well-known foundation-building cultivator, he felt ashamed to lose to a junior in the early stage of foundation-building so easily.

However, he also saw Lu Ping'an's strength in the simple fight just now.

With his physical strength and two exquisite spiritual weapons, he was overbearing and impeccable in the face of the opponent.

Unless he did not confront the opponent head-on at the beginning, and continued to consume and fight, he would have the hope of winning.

But he was a cultivator at the peak of the middle stage of foundation-building, and he was still fighting with a cultivator in the early stage of foundation-building, even if he won, it would be embarrassing.

"But it is enough to test out such a piece of news."

Tao Jizhong comforted himself in his heart.

"Thank you."

Hearing this, Lu Ping'an put away the black dragon halberd and said with a fist.

"Hiss, I won like this!"

"It turns out that the eldest son is so powerful!"

"Bihu Mountain, Lu Ping'an"

"Fortunately, I didn't dare to have second thoughts in these years."

The cultivators of Baihu Mountain were all shocked when they saw this scene, and looked at Lu Ping'an in disbelief.

Especially the cultivators of the Zhao family, Ning, and Mo families in the early years of Baihu Mountain.

I didn't expect Lu Changsheng to hide so deeply.

He actually arranged such a son to sit in Baihu Mountain.

If any of them had malicious intentions and wanted to take action against Baihu Mountain, they would all be in trouble.

"Brother Qi, look at this."

At this moment, Lu Qingsong saw the situation outside, and immediately handed the formation disk to Lu Xianzhi, held the Vermilion Bird Ring Talisman in his hand, and flew out of Baihu Mountain.

He looked at Tao Jizhong and the other three who were about to leave, and said with an indifferent expression: "Is Elder Tao planning to leave like this?"

"Um?"

Everyone looked at Lu Qingsong, wondering what he was going to do.

Even Lu Ping'an looked at his younger brother with some doubts.

"Brother, if we let them go so easily, if word spreads, others will think that we at Baihu Mountain are easy to mess with."

"And my aunt has told me that if it's the Jin family, the Longguang Chamber of Commerce will come, so you're welcome."

Lu Qingsong immediately explained to his elder brother through a message.

He knew that his eldest brother was a generous man, so he did not want to make the matter bigger.

But now that he has the advantage, how could he let the three of them leave so easily!

"Master Lu Shan, what else can you do?"

Tao Jizhong looked at Lu Qingsong and said in a deep voice.

"Now that Liu Yan's matter has been settled, you three came to Baihu Mountain to cause trouble. You should give an explanation, right?"

"Otherwise, if this matter spreads, others will think that I, Baihushan, can come and leave whenever I want."

Although Lu Qingsong was only a Qi-refining monk, he was not afraid of the three Foundation-building monks.

His eldest brother is here, he has the Nine Nether Mastiff, the family formation, and he also has the life-saving talisman and talisman. He doesn't believe what the three of them can do to him.

This was said not only by Tao Jizhong and the other two.

Even Baihushan and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

I didn't expect that the master of their own mountain would be so domineering.

A Qi-refining cultivator asked three foundation-building cultivators to give an explanation.

"Xuanyu, Xiaoxiao"

Seeing this, Lu Xianzhi immediately activated the mountain protection formation and asked his son and the family guards to prepare.

In addition to Lu Ping'an sitting in Baihushan, Lu Xianzhi also had two second-level puppets and a guard team.

Each member of this guard team was equipped with a first-level top puppet, and its combat power should not be underestimated!

"Explain, what does Master Lu want to explain?"

Tao Jizhong was immediately furious, his face gloomy, and he said forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart.

If Lu Ping'an said this to him, he would not be so angry.

But a mere Qi-refining cultivator dared to talk to him like this!

"Cut off one arm, and forget about it."

Lu Qingsong said with a cold look.

"You're looking for death!"

Tao Jizhong was immediately furious, his spiritual power surged all over his body, and he was about to attack Lu Qingsong.

Not only him, but also the two foundation-building monks beside him also surged with their magic power.

"Hmph!"

Lu Pingan snorted coldly, holding the black dragon halberd, and stood in front of his brother with a tall figure wearing silver armor, looking at the three people.

Although he didn't want things to get out of hand.

But in this situation, he couldn't just watch.

"Boom!"

The White Tiger Mountain formation surged, like a tiger squatting, overlooking the three people.

"What, do you want to take action? This is my White Tiger Mountain territory!"

"Since you dare to come to my White Tiger Mountain to make trouble, you must think about the consequences!"

"If you don't give me an explanation for White Tiger Mountain today, I will report this to my father and go to your Longguang Chamber of Commerce to ask for an explanation!"

"By then, it won't be as simple as cutting off one arm!"

Lu Qingsong injected spiritual power into the Suzaku Ring of the talisman in his hand, released the aura of the talisman, and said coldly.

"Ah!"

The Nine Nether Mastiff not far away also looked at the three people, with cold fangs and a low roar, which was breathtaking.

Hearing this, the three people looked at the situation in front of them, and their faces were extremely ugly.

I didn't expect that such a small matter today would make the three of them so passive.

If it weren't for Lu Ping'an, Lu Qingsong, a small Qi-refining cultivator, would have slapped them directly if he dared to talk to them like this.

But the current situation really put them in a dilemma.

"These spirit stones will be used as an apology for this matter."

Finally, one of the foundation-building cultivators took a deep breath, took out a storage bag, and threw it to Lu Qingsong.