"Come."
Lu Ping'an stood tall, gesturing with his hand.
His bronze-colored body emitted a faint treasure light, making his physique seem momentarily more powerful and robust, as if cast from refined iron, giving off an impression of being indestructible.
"Hiss!"
A platinum sword light tore through the sky, sharp and fierce, like a sudden long rainbow from outer heaven, slashing through the firmament.
"Clang!!!"
Lu Ping'an remained motionless, his treasure-light-flowing palm struck the sword light, emitting a piercing sound of metal clashing, sparks flying, and then shattered the sword light.
Seeing this, Lu Qingshan's magical sword in his hand vibrated, sword light shooting in all directions, as if within several feet, all was his sword light.
At the same time, he lightly tapped his storage bag, and a flying sword, appearing both golden and like bamboo, emerged, darting towards Lu Ping'an like a swimming dragon.
