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

Touching the faint scratches on his belly, Li Ping'an felt his heart pound with fear.

This is terrifying. Even a fraction of a second later, I would have been disemboweled.

It seems that his black hammer is indeed powerful and extremely potent.

However, it is too bulky.

He can fight against cultivators of the same level with ease.

However, if they encounter a cultivator whose cultivation level far surpasses their own, they pale in comparison and are no match for them at all.

The shortcomings are magnified infinitely.

However, thanks to Li Ping'an's two moves, Qingyue was given a lot of breathing room.

Qingyue also calmed herself down and went up again.

And so, whenever Qingyue was about to give up...

Li Ping'an rushed forward and started smashing things wildly with the black hammer.

Zhang Lu was completely stunned.

Just as Zhang Lu was furious and about to retaliate, Qingyue turned around and confronted him head-on.

For a moment, the three of them were locked in a fierce battle.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Lu became increasingly anxious as the game progressed.

I didn't expect these two guys to be so troublesome; I can't seem to handle them in a short time.

If he waits until the battle above ends, he will have no chance of killing Li Ping'an.

No, it seems we have to use our trump card.

Zhang Lu made a tough decision, never expecting that killing these two small fry would force him to use his trump card.

With a single sword strike, Zhang Lu cleaved Qingyue in two, and his figure retreated several steps.

Suddenly, he threw the longsword in his hand into the sky.

The longsword emitted a scorching light in the air, and its blade suddenly grew several times larger.

In an instant, a giant sword as thick as an ancient tree lay horizontally above Li Ping'an and Qingyue.

"Transform into a divine weapon! Swordplay Technique!"

Zhang Lu muttered to himself.

The divine soldiers in the sky began to dance, stirring up gusts of evil wind.

"My God! That's a huge sword!"

Li Pingan and Qingyue were both stunned.

"You managed to force me to reveal my trump card, that's quite an achievement! Today, I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"

Zhang Lu's figure had already transformed into a phantom, as if he had merged into the giant sword in the sky.

The giant sword swept across the sky, slashing towards Li Ping'an and Qingyue simultaneously.

"Little brother! You'd better run! You can't block this sword!"

Qingyue knew the power of this sword; even he couldn't withstand it.

So he urged Li Ping'an to leave quickly.

How could Li Ping'an abandon Qingyue?

He silently pulled the black hammer from his pocket and muttered something.

"I don't know if I can handle it!"

Seeing this, Qingyue's eyes widened.

"No! What do you want to do? You're not going to stand up to Zhang Lu like this!"

Li Ping'an was seen wielding a black hammer, moving his body with incredible agility.

The black hammer began to slowly rotate.

He spun faster and faster.

His body seemed to be out of control, with all his weight concentrated on the tip of the hammer.

A fierce gust of wind swept around them.

Qingyue was stunned by what she saw.

"What kind of weird move is that?"

"The Heavenly Spinning Hammer Technique!"

Li Ping'an roared and swung his hammer.

Just then, the giant sword came crashing down.

He saw that Li Ping'an actually wanted to use his black hammer to catch his giant sword.

A cold smile crept onto Zhang Lu's lips.

A mere ant dares to withstand my giant sword?

The giant sword slashed down with unparalleled ferocity.

It collided with Li Ping'an's black hammer.

A loud clang!

The resulting vibrations were extremely terrifying.

Even the four sect leaders and Hong Ling and Hong Lian, who were fighting each other above, noticed the commotion over there.

"What terrifying power! Are the cultivators from Li Ping'an's Tongtian Sword Sect fighting below?"

Hongling noticed the battle below and couldn't help but feel worried.

After all, Li Ping'an was implicated because of him.

Despite being a disciple of the Tongtian Sword Sect, he was identified as a traitor to the demon race.

They were also attacked by righteous cultivators.

Meanwhile, the four sect leaders were now convinced that Li Ping'an was definitely a remnant of the demon race.

Otherwise, how could a mere Qi Refining stage cultivator possibly withstand a full-force attack from a mid-Foundation Establishment stage cultivator?

Boom!

A loud bang followed, and the dust settled.

The spot where Li Ping'an and Qingyue were located was actually cleaved into a huge crater.

This was Zhang Lu's all-out attack, and its power was extraordinary.

However, what shocked Zhang Lu was...

Li Ping'an and Qingyue were still standing there unharmed.

However, Li Ping'an looked extremely disheveled at this moment.

His tiger's mouth was shattered, his hands were covered in blood, and his face was pale.

If Qingyue hadn't been supporting her, she would have fainted long ago.

There was no way around it; Zhang Lu's sword strike was simply too powerful.

Even though his black hammer was extremely powerful, far surpassing that of cultivators of the same level.

However, when facing Zhang Lu, he was still somewhat outmatched.

Fortunately, the attack was blocked.

"You scoundrel! You actually blocked my full-force attack!"

Seeing this, Zhang Lu could no longer hold back.

He had always thought that Li Ping'an was nothing more than a useless servant.

Now, after these several encounters, he finally understood why he had sent Steward Wang to kill Li Ping'an.

Manager Wang has mysteriously disappeared.

With that kind of strength, how could Manager Wang possibly be a match for Li Ping'an?

"You're strong! But you're about to die! Can you withstand my first attack, and my second?"

Zhang Lu's face was ferocious, and his tone was somewhat insane.

He swung the greatsword again, about to bring it down.

At that moment, even Qingyue felt a sense of despair.

He was only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, and there was still a gap between him and Zhang Lu.

After all, Zhang Lu also possessed a Heavenly Spiritual Root and was the chief senior disciple of the inner sect.

His strength actually far surpasses that of other cultivators of the same level.

Qingyue is already incredibly powerful for being able to fight him for so long.

And now, once again, they face that colossal sword that blots out the sky and cleaves down upon them.

Qingyue was truly helpless and had no way to avoid it.

Just when Zhang Luman thought he was about to completely kill Li Ping'an and Qingyue.

Above the sky, the four sect leaders and the two witches are locked in a fierce battle.

Suddenly, a melodious string fell straight down.

It drifted over Zhang Lu's body and entered his ears.

Upon hearing the melodious tune, Zhang Lu froze on the spot like a zombie.

The giant sword in the sky also froze, completely unable to move.

It turned out that it was Hong Ling from the sky who made the move.

He had just been drawn to the tremendous impact of the fight between Zhang Lu and Li Ping'an below.

Only then did they realize that Li Ping'an was fighting a tough battle.

So, at this critical moment, Hongling actually managed to free her hand and casually plucked a string.

It points directly to Zhang Lu.

Zhang Lu was merely a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Even if he is a top disciple of the inner sect or a prodigy.

But how can it compare to a cultivator like Hong Ling, who has already reached the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage?

This was a simple musical note, and Zhang Lu was instantly controlled.

Moreover, this music is not the same as the string music that Hong Ling played when she appeared before.

This piece of music was specially played by Hongling for Zhang Lu.

Its power is extraordinary; even a late-stage Golden Core cultivator would find it difficult to withstand.

Not to mention him, a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Zhang Lu seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.