I can infinitely synthesize more advanced items

Facing Song Ping's indifferent attitude, senior brother Ma didn't take it seriously, and said with a bright smile on his face, "Brother Song, you didn't let Kuangdaomen know before you came, did you?"

"The cooperation between us this time needs to be kept extremely secret. It must not be known by the Crazy Sword Sect or the Blood Shadow Sect. Otherwise, not only will we not be able to share those treasures, but even our own lives will be lost." Security is also at stake."

Song Ping nodded coldly again, but this time he spoke: "Don't worry, Mad Saber Sect doesn't know yet."

Junior brother surnamed Zhou cursed a fool in his heart.

Brother Ma continued to say enthusiastically: "This is not a place to talk, Brother Song, come with me, let's discuss important matters in another place."

Song Ping said: "No need, I have other things to do, when I want to come to the Blood Shadow Gate, I will naturally come."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

The smile on Senior Brother Ma's face froze suddenly.

Junior brother surnamed Zhou stepped forward, blocked Song Ping's way, and said coldly: "Stop, where are you going?"

Song Ping sneered, "What are you? It's none of your business where I go?"

"You bastard, what are you talking about..."

Junior brother surnamed Zhou suddenly became angry and was about to explode.

According to the information they got, Song Ping was just a martial artist with the sixth level of Acquired Heaven.

And seeing them now, they could even feel that Song Ping's aura of cultivation was obviously not as deep as theirs.

How dare a mere Acquired sixth-level martial artist dare to act presumptuously in front of them?He is really used to being domineering at Mad Saber Gate, to the point where he doesn't know how to live or die.

Senior brother surnamed Ma stared at him, and stopped junior brother surnamed Zhou from attacking.

Then he continued to laugh and said: "Brother Song, don't blame me. My junior brother has a bad temper and his words are not very pleasant. But you really shouldn't walk around now. There may be eyes and ears of Mad Saber Sect everywhere here. It's better to walk with us." Safety."

"Then what if I don't agree?"

Song Ping sneered and said, "Don't you think you two can keep me?"

Again and again, no matter how calm senior brother surnamed Ma was, he finally couldn't help it at this moment, with a flash of anger in his eyes, and said, "Brother Song, don't make things difficult for us."

A powerful aura of cultivation emanates from the senior brother surnamed Ma, and also from the senior brother surnamed Zhou.

The two Houtian Eighth Layer powerhouses, one behind the other, clamped Song Pingbao.

"Looking for death!" Song Ping's face turned cold, he pulled out his long knife in an instant, and slashed at the junior brother surnamed Zhou.

The junior brother surnamed Zhou looked shocked and hurriedly dodged.

But who knew that Song Ping's saber had changed, turned in mid-air, and continued to slash in the direction that the junior brother surnamed Zhou was dodging.

"Ah..." With a scream, even if the disciple surnamed Zhou tried his best to dodge, Song Ping's knife cut off a section of his shoulder, and blood spurted from the wound.

Song Ping was so powerful that he didn't forgive anyone, he continued to bully him, and once again slashed at his junior brother surnamed Zhou.

"You're looking for death!" Brother Ma roared, drew out his long sword, and stabbed at Song Ping, trying to force Song Ping back.

But after all, he didn't have time to save his junior brother surnamed Zhou.

He could only watch helplessly as his junior brother surnamed Zhou was beheaded by Song Ping.

At the same time, with a flash of Song Ping's figure, he easily dodged the sword stabbed from behind by Senior Brother Ma.

Junior brother surnamed Zhou deserves to be a strong person in the eighth stage of the day after tomorrow. With the death of junior brother surnamed Zhou, a huge power of different demons emerged from his corpse, and was instantly sucked into Song Ping's body.

Immediately, Song Ping only felt that the zhenqi in the dantian increased greatly, and the vigorous zhenqi flowed along the meridians in his body, which made his cultivation base improve rapidly.

Senior brother Ma stared angrily, and continued to kill Song Ping with a sword.

Song Ping's figure was erratic, like a piece of willow catkins, light and effortless, flashing back and forth between senior brother Ma's swordsmanship, causing senior brother Ma to miss several swords in succession.

"It's just a mere Houtian Bazhong, so it's nothing more than that." Song Ping sneered, and started the 36-style sword technique of Kuangfeng Tiangang.

Kuangfeng Tiangang's 36-style saber techniques require thousands of changes. According to the different situations of each warrior, countless styles of saber techniques can be formed.

Perhaps because of the black tiger saber technique, Song Ping used the 36-style saber technique of Kuangfeng Tiangang in his hands.

Coupled with the sharpness of the fish-scale gold-backed knife, it basically rubbed the wound, and blood and flesh flew everywhere when it was cut, and life was hard to save.

But at the same time, it is also weird, under Song Ping's prediction, every move can become unexpected, making thousands of changes according to the battle situation, not sticking to rigidity.

As Song Ping launched a counterattack, the senior brother surnamed Ma immediately knew how powerful Song Ping was. For a moment, he only felt that a knife, two hands, and two feet were not enough for him, and he wished he had three heads and six arms.

Because Song Ping's sword skills can find his loopholes every time, and kill him from the unexpected place.

With the first cut, Senior Brother Ma was so startled that he hurriedly retreated, panicked.

The second knife made Senior Brother Ma get stabbed in the arm. In fact, if Senior Brother Ma hadn't dodged in time, this knife could have cut off Senior Brother Ma's arm.

But brother Ma's good luck only ends here.

Successively, Song Ping fell for the third time.

"Stop, I..." Brother Ma was shocked and shouted hastily.

It's just that before he could finish his words, Song Ping swept his knife across and wiped his neck.

The long sword in the hand of senior fellow surnamed Ma fell to the ground, slipped from the grass on the bank, and fell into the river with a "plop".

And senior brother Ma covered his neck with his hands, blood overflowing from between his fingers unstoppably.

He stared at Song Ping unwillingly and resentfully, opened his mouth, but could only make a "hoo hoo" sound, and then with a "plop", he also fell into the river with his long sword.

The blood stained some river water red and attracted many fish and shrimp.

Song Ping stood by the river bank and waited for a few seconds.

Only then came a huge burst of strange magic power from the river.

The strength of senior brother surnamed Ma is obviously stronger than that of senior brother surnamed Zhou, but the power of strange magic from senior brother surnamed Ma is not as good as that of senior brother surnamed Zhou.

Only because of the increase in distance, the power of strange magic is lost in the transmission process.

But even so, the entry of this huge strange magic power into the body also increased the true energy in Song Ping's body again.

The powerful zhenqi followed the meridians in the body like a bamboo, and finally stopped advancing until the third last acupoint pass.

Only two warriors of the eighth level of acquired heaven allowed Song Ping to penetrate more than 80.00% of the eighth meridian route of Xuanyuan Gong in his body.

Let Song Ping jump from a warrior who has just stepped into the acquired seventh level, to a late-stage acquired seventh level, and a strong man who is close to the peak of the seventh level.