As he spoke, the entire field of light became brighter again, and countless light blades instantly pierced from all directions, making Ning Ping feel that there was no escape.
Ning Ping's mind moved, the Xuan Yue Sword flashed rapidly, and swords and shields were instantly generated densely on one side.
“Puff, puff, puff…”
There were sharp noises, and the sword and shield were pierced one after another, and continued to condense in front of Ning Ping.
Then he even summoned the Heaven-Sealing Mysterious Shield, which transformed into shield shadows in a flash, protecting his body.
Finally, the light blades were all used up, but the next wave continued to condense.
At this time, Hu Buwei outside the field was puzzled. Ning Ping and the big-headed monk disappeared in a burst of light.
At this time, there was a dazzling light left on the side where they had taken action before, illuminating the entire area.
Fortunately, I could vaguely sense Ning Ping's breath, otherwise I would have suspected that Ning Ping was in danger.
But the remaining few people also intensified their attacks on the three of them, and there was no chance for them to go forward and investigate.
Yun Jian and Hong Shi also sensed something unusual happening here, and they secretly moved closer, wanting to know whether Ning Ping was safe.
After experiencing several waves of light blade attacks, Ning Ping frowned secretly. This cannot go on.
Although the other party's method is probably also quite consuming.
But you have to know that the other party is a cultivator in the Mahayana stage, and I don’t think I can outlast him.
Moreover, a long time has passed until now, and its power has not weakened at all.
Ning Ping suddenly thought that this place was in a holy land, and the biggest problem was that the space here was a magic weapon space.
The other party is here, and under this ubiquitous light, he can probably recover continuously.
So while he was resisting, he thought hard for a while and then something suddenly came to his mind.
He secretly drew the array pattern in his hands, and when it was almost done, his own thunder domain quietly unfolded.
Just after the thunder domain expanded to its maximum range, with a thought, it erupted in full force in an instant.
In an instant, the entire area of 100 feet was filled with invisible lightning flowers, and even many of the incoming light blades were blocked.
At this moment, a few dozen feet away from him, there was a sudden burst of lightning.
"I got you!"
Ning Ping's eyes lit up involuntarily, and he used all his strength to activate his body movement skills. In a flash, he disappeared from the spot.
Just at this moment, the figure of a big-headed monk hidden in the light finally appeared.
The big-headed monk's body was covered with lightning flowers, and his whole body was crackling under the electric shock.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and in the corner of his eyes, he saw a fist shadow reflecting crystal light coming towards him.
The big-headed monk was shocked at first, but then he felt a little relieved when he thought that the other party was just a monk in the fusion stage.
As he retreated quickly, he waved his hand without hesitation, and a curtain of light appeared in front of him.
"Buzz..."
A strange wave flashed by, and the light curtain that the big-headed monk had thought was extremely solid was like a mirror, and it was shattered into pieces by the opponent's punch.
"Oh no!" Sensing the power of that punch, the big-headed monk was suddenly shocked.
It was too late to dodge, so he could only meet it with a palm.
"boom……"
Ning Ping's punch landed solidly on the opponent's palm.
The opponent's palm was hit so hard that the opponent's entire arm exploded.
Then, a terrifying fist force flashed and hit the opponent's chest firmly.
"boom……"
The unstoppable fist force directly slammed into the opponent's body like a hot knife through butter.
“Ah…Pfft…”
The big-headed monk screamed, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.
However, the terrifying force of the fist was wreaking havoc directly within the body, like a prehistoric monster rampaging around in the body.
Even if he wanted to suppress it with all his strength, he found that he couldn't do it at all. He could only barely restrain it and prevent it from erupting completely.
At this time, Ning Ping's figure also appeared, and he took advantage of his illness to kill him.
As soon as he flashed to the front, he punched out with both fists continuously, and small black arrows were mixed in the shadows of his fists.
“Boom boom boom…”
The opponent had no ability to resist at this moment, and all the fist shadows hit his body directly.
"ah……"
The big-headed monk let out a scream with a deathly pale face, suffering from the double damage to his soul and body.
The violent power in the body finally lost control and broke out completely, and his eyes suddenly turned black.
"boom……"
Under the superimposed terrifying fist force, the big-headed monk exploded completely.
The punch that just succeeded was a punch that integrated the array pattern, an extremely powerful punch.
You know, even Bashafeng, who had used secret techniques before, couldn't withstand this attack, let alone a half-baked monk from the holy land.
The reason why I was able to succeed was largely due to the fact that the other party’s actual combat ability was too poor.
Immediately, the sunlight appeared again around Ning Ping, but the big-headed monk was no longer there.
Seeing this, Hu Buwei and the others couldn't help but feel relieved. In joy, they flashed and grabbed out with a sharp claw.
As soon as he appeared on the battlefield, Ning Ping took a clear look at his surroundings and then flashed towards the target that Hu Buwei was attacking.
At the same time, he also activated the elixir magic formula.
The monk from the Holy Land, realizing that he was being attacked from both sides, was trying to react, but he was slightly distracted.
At this moment, Hu Buwei's claw and Ning Ping's punch also hit directly.
"ah……"
The monk from the holy land let out a miserable howl, and half of his head was actually grabbed off by Hu Buwei.
Ning Ping's punch also hit the opponent hard.
With a thought, a small black arrow shot directly into the opponent's soul.
At the same time, the huge suction force that was always hovering in the Soul Refining Mountain began to play its due role.
Another Mahayana monk from the holy land has fallen.
At this time, Yun Jian's eyes lit up, and he knew the key, and he started to activate the magic formula again.
Sure enough, as the magic formula was activated, his opponent also became dazed.
The next battle situation became the same as before, but much simpler.
After the Mahayana monks of the Holy Land fell one after another, there was still one Mahayana monk left. He knew that he could do nothing to the other party and had to flee in embarrassment.
As a result, the monks of the Holy Land suffered heavy casualties and were no longer able to maintain their offensive, and were defeated.
Then they scattered like a flood again.
As for the monks, Xie Sheng chased all the way and drove all the monks from the holy land off the altar.
"Finally, we managed to stop it!"
After all the monks from the holy land were driven away, Su Yijian also breathed a sigh of relief.
"They probably won't attack rashly now."
Ning Ping took a quick look with his spiritual sense and felt relieved. He then raised his head and looked up.
