Sixty years of blacksmithing, a single hammer blow forging a celestial being.

Zhang Lu was taken aback for a moment, then grinned maliciously:

"Alright, Li Ping'an, let's see just how much of a beating you can take!"

"Sword Transformation Technique!"

Zhang Lu let out a loud shout, his longsword trembled, and flew into the sky, leaving several afterimages in the air.

Then dozens of sword energies shot out like a barrage of bullets.

All of them bombarded Fat Thousand General's body.

Bang bang bang!

Smoke billowed, and the thousand generals were forced to retreat step by step.

Li Ping'an hid behind Qian Jiang and retreated step by step, feeling very uncertain about the situation.

It's unclear whether these thousand generals can withstand Zhang Lu's heavy barrage of attacks.

Although I had experimented with the Black Hammer before and found that this Thousand Generals was indeed very resilient, he was still a powerful figure in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage!

However, when the smoke cleared, Li Ping'an felt that he had not been injured at all.

Looking up, he saw that figure, not very tall but quite robust, still standing in front of him.

Qian Jiang still stood in front of him, protecting Li Ping'an with his obese body.

However, Qianjiang's condition was not as good as it seemed.

At this moment, Qian Jiang's chest had already been badly damaged by the sword energy, and it faintly emitted a burnt smell.

But he just stood there, completely unfazed, in front of Li Ping'an.

"That's pretty good defense!"

Li Ping'an's eyes lit up.

The Sword Transformation Technique that Zhang Lu just used could not be defended against even by a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator using all their strength.

His thousand generals actually blocked the attack without holding back and were still able to continue fighting.

This defense is truly amazing.

For a moment, I looked at the solid figure in front of me.

Li Pingan couldn't help but feel a strong sense of security.

It's as if Qianjiang is a thick and sturdy shield, capable of blocking any attack that comes his way.

Zhang Lu was also visibly surprised.

What? This puppet, which looks like it's just made of a few pieces of wood, actually has such strong defensive capabilities.

Even his own Sword Transformation Technique couldn't harm him!

"hateful!"

Zhang Lu couldn't help but feel annoyed.

He brandished his longsword, preparing to unleash an even more powerful spell to annihilate the thousand generals in one fell swoop.

Suddenly, a dark green ball of light flew in from the side.

He had been focusing his attention on the red general.

They didn't even notice the short, small soldier next to Qian Jiang.

Suddenly, a dark green light shot towards him from the thousand soldiers.

This caught Zhang Lu off guard.

However, I imagine this little soldier probably doesn't have much strength.

Zhang Lu merely gathered his spiritual energy slightly throughout his body to resist the incoming ball of light.

Bang! The ball of light suddenly exploded.

Zhang Lu's body was blasted away.

Its power was beyond his imagination.

Although he managed to protect his entire body with his spiritual power in time.

However, he was still injured by the fierce little ball of light, and even his clothes were torn.

"Damn it! My robes!"

Zhang Lu glanced at the light and saw that a section of his sleeve had been shattered by the ball of light, and he was immediately furious.

This is his favorite Taoist robe.

It was actually destroyed by that damned puppet Li Ping'an!

Enraged, Zhang Lu also decided not to stay behind.

Sword light flashed everywhere, and several sharp sword energies slashed down one after another.

With two loud bangs, Qianbing's frail body was instantly shattered by the sharp sword energy.

Fragmented and broken, the thousand soldiers were taken offline.

Li Ping'an was heartbroken; this was a thousand weapons that had taken a long time to create.

"How dare you, a mere lackey, hurt me!"

Zhang Lu snorted coldly, then turned his attention to Qian Jiang.

Without a thousand soldiers attacking from the flanks, a thousand generals are nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.

After being hit by dozens of extremely sharp sword energies from Zhang Lu in succession, bang bang bang.

The thousand generals also emitted a creaking sound like rotten wood.

Then his entire body exploded into pieces.

Thousands of soldiers and generals have gone offline just like that.

However, this successfully bought Li Ping'an a lot of time to escape, delaying him for a considerable period of time.

If it weren't for facing a powerful opponent like Zhang Lu, who was several levels below him...

Within the same level, basically a thousand soldiers and a thousand generals can deal with the enemy.

However, there was nothing they could do; they were facing Zhang Lu, the top disciple of the inner sect at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

The cycle of birth, death, and annihilation is a normal occurrence.

Li Ping'an didn't even have time to mourn for his thousands of soldiers and generals.

He used Wood Release again to escape, and had already put some distance between himself and Zhang Lu.

"If I, Li Ping'an, survive this ordeal, I will use the finest wood to recreate you two!"

Li Ping'an silently mourned twice in his heart, then took off running.

Seeing Li Ping'an disappear before his eyes, Zhang Lu couldn't help but feel a surge of hatred.

He cursed, "Damn it! This old man is really troublesome! He uses all sorts of tricks! Isn't he just a useless handyman? How does he have so many supernatural abilities?!"

He originally intended to thoroughly ridicule, humiliate, and torture Li Ping'an before killing him.

Unexpectedly, Li Ping'an caused him a lot of trouble.

He was left somewhat embarrassed.

Alright, the game is over, and Zhang Lu doesn't want to drag it out any longer.

At this moment, all the disciples of the four major sects were already engaged in battle with the two witches, Honglian and Hongling, in the sky.

The sky turned a dark red.

Countless magical spells and supernatural powers intertwined and swirled in the sky.

In the very center, Hongling held a harp and played it slowly.

Various spells and supernatural powers flew out from the zither, annihilating all the low-level cultivators who came to attack.

Crimson Lotus's attack methods are even simpler and more brutal.

Her figure flickered back and forth in the crowd.

Every time this happens, a disciple will instantly explode and die.

On the other side, the leaders of the four major sects faced off against Hong Ling's ancient zither, each holding a magical artifact.

This battle is unlikely to end anytime soon.

Li Pingan stared in astonishment at the scene in the sky.

This is a battle between the strong. Speaking of which, Honglian and Hongling are far too powerful.

It's absurd that just two people could fight against the entire four major sects.

I wonder what kind of existence this Canglan Holy Land really is.

As he was thinking, several sharp, piercing sounds came from afar.

Oh no! Zhang Lu is catching up again!

This guy doesn't go into direct combat, he just comes to bully me!

That damned bastard, he really is a despicable person!

Li Ping'an cursed inwardly as he pulled out a hammer from his pocket.

We can't keep running away. We might as well fight this guy to the death!

Just as he was preparing to fight Zhang Lu to the death.

Suddenly, a beautiful and ethereal figure flew in from the side.

This person was none other than his beloved senior sister, Qingyue!

Qingyue, sword in hand, charged straight at Li Ping'an.

His expression was solemn, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

In an instant, Li Ping'an felt a chill run down his spine.

No way? Qingyue isn't here to kill me?

If they attack from both sides now, Li Ping'an will surely die.

For a moment, Li Ping'an was filled with despair.

However, Qingyue rushed straight towards him but did not attack him.