An Ordinary Path to Immortality

The moment they saw Shi Dongyan's body, the two of them clearly understood that the intensity of the attack they had just received had weakened. In fact, it was not because the power of the formation was insufficient to sustain a high-intensity attack.

Instead, most of the attacks were transferred to Shi Dongyan, so the pressure on the two of them would be reduced.

Now that Shi Dongyan has fallen, the pressure shared by three people has suddenly become two, and the other party may have free hands to trap one person and kill another.

No matter who comes first, it is only a matter of time before he is killed.

Because as time went by, the trump cards in their storage bags became less and less, and they no longer had the confidence to continue spending them with Fang Ping.

"Don't talk? Then you will die together!"

Fang Ping said this, but controlled more mist to attack Zhen Ming.

The reason why Zhen Ming was chosen was not because Zhen Ming was weak, but because Na Lu Yingxiang was stronger than Zhen Ming in terms of strength and will to fight.

In addition, he is a sword cultivator. If he cultivates a sword that would rather break than bend, his counterattack at the moment of death may cause unexpected damage to the formation.

Therefore, Zhen Ming became Fang Ping's first choice.

The two men, surrounded by thick fog, had no idea about Fang Ping's choice.

I thought Fang Ping was really arrogant and wanted to attack and kill them both at the same time.

Zhen Ming was holding a blue long sword with a solemn expression. Facing Fang Ping's condensed fog attack, he maintained his protective aura from being completely eroded while drawing out his sword to block the incoming fog.

He uses the sword cleanly and without any sloppiness. Every blow can consume the fog attack to the maximum, without wasting almost any energy.

Seeing Zhen Ming's performance, even Fang Ping and the others couldn't help but sigh. He was indeed a genius from the Yuanling Continent. Just looking at his understanding of sword techniques and his control over the spiritual weapons in his hands and his own power, he was worthy of being a genius. It is enough to make all the foundation-building monks of Qiyun Sect feel ashamed.

"This Zhen Ming seems to be much stronger than Shi Dongyan!" Zhang Ping sighed: "Even with the help of formations, I may not be his opponent."

Luo Yun nodded and said: "In a one-on-one match, it should be difficult for me to win."

She was not being modest. Although she had Tianling Roots and was taking Thunder Tribulation Mist Drops, she had just reached the ninth level of Foundation Establishment in a short period of time, and her performance in various techniques could not keep up.

If he really encounters Zhen Ming, he will be inferior to him in terms of combat experience and understanding of techniques.

Even the spiritual weapons are not as good as the other party.

Because the long sword in Zhen Ming's hand was clearly a medium-grade spiritual weapon of good quality.

Not only him, the long sword used by Nalu Yingxiang is also a middle-grade spiritual weapon.

"They are indeed strong, but they are going to die!" Fang Ping comforted the two of them.

"Yes, every monk has different destiny and opportunities, so just work hard to be yourself." Luo Yun said firmly, "Maybe given time, we can reach their level, and it is not impossible to even surpass them."

Fang Ping glanced at Luo Yun and saw that Luo Yun not only did not belittle himself, but was full of confidence, he felt relieved.

However, he was also very curious. Zhen Ming and Lu Yingxiang were already very strong. In the Qiyun Mountains, they were definitely geniuses among geniuses.

But according to Luo Yun, they were not even ranked among the geniuses from the major forces in Yuanling Continent.

I don’t know how strong those geniuses from Yuanling Continent are.

Shaking his head to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, Fang Ping continued to attack Zhen Ming.

The Five Elements Killing Formation that Zhang Ping realized in a short period of time can use the mist to consume the power of the Five Elements and corrode and decompose all the Five Elements energy.

But it can only perform this move, and cannot use the formation to carry out other attacks.

So they could only watch Fang Ping use the fog to attack, and it was basically impossible to join the formation to help.

Because if they enter the formation, they will also be affected by the fog.

Various attacks appeared in the fog like a tidal wave. Even though Zhen Ming was so powerful, he gradually began to show signs of weakness.

Now, when facing the successive mist attacks, he has begun to struggle and is exhausted to cope with it. It is obvious that he is running out of energy.

"Stop, stop. I have learned your methods today. We were too domineering before. I apologize to you. How about we just stop here?"

Zhen Ming suddenly spoke, which surprised Fang Ping, but Fang Ping ignored it and continued to control the stone tablet to attack without saying a word.

When you wanted to kill someone and seize the treasure before, you were totally unreasonable and didn't care about other people's lives at all.圏圏仦哾蛧

Now that you are dying, you know you were wrong and want to ask for peace?

It's too late!

Without waiting for Fang Ping's response, Zhen Ming continued: "I know that what we did before was somewhat inappropriate. Please draw a clear line. If you have any requests, feel free to ask for them. I am willing to provide you with compensation that satisfies you.

As long as you can let me out of the battle, I will agree to any request. "

Fang Ping sneered, let you go out of the battle?

Do you really think we are out of our minds?

With the strength of Zhen Ming and the others, without the support of the formation, the three of them might not be able to defeat each other together.

If you let them go, the safety of the three of you cannot be guaranteed at all.

Fang Ping didn't bother to pay attention, but his attack became even more fierce.

Zhen Ming was in a hurry again, finally blocking this wave of attacks, and he also understood what Fang Ping meant.

His breath was unstable, his eyes were cold and he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you have to fight to the death? You know, we are all geniuses of the sect, and we are protected by the marks left by our elders. If you kill us, you will be hunted down endlessly."

Fang Ping and the other two changed their expressions slightly, and Zhang Ping looked at Fang Ping with hesitation.

Even Luo Yun hesitated and shook his head. His side was weak and was at a disadvantage when facing them. If he stopped and let them escape, the fate of the three of them could be imagined.

Fang Ping also frowned slightly. He must leave the lives of these two people here. All he thought about was how to minimize the crisis brought by the death of the two.

He discussed it with Luo Yun, but there was no good solution.

With the current strength of the two, it is very likely that the one who left the mark on them is the Jindan ancestor, or even the Yuanying old monster.

Once the mark is triggered, Fang Ping and his strength will not be able to avoid it at all.

As far as Fang Ping and his friends know, this kind of mark is usually left in the soul of the sect genius by a Jindan or Yuanying strongman who has spent a wisp of his soul.

Usually, this wisp of soul is in an unconscious dormant state. Once the disciple encounters a life-and-death crisis or is triggered by the disciple, the mark will wake up.

Although it is only a wisp of mark, after being activated, it can indeed briefly burst out the corresponding soul cultivation of the person who left the mark.

Moreover, after the mark disappears on its own or is defeated, if it is not completely erased by a powerful person, no matter how far away, the owner of the mark will feel it.

Looking at the two people in the formation, as well as some cultivators outside the formation who have not left and are still waiting for the result, Fang Ping's eyes suddenly brightened and a plan came to his mind.

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