This Swordsman is Too Steady

Even if it is truly invincible.

After all, it is only invincible below the nine realms.

It's very simple, and even the semantics seem to be a bit repetitive. If you put it in the phantom, you will inevitably be complained about the number of words. If you taste it carefully, you can figure out a lot of deep meaning.

It represents Luo Qiantuo's strong self-confidence as the Shura king looking down on the world.

It also represents a one-sided situation at this time.

Lu Qingshan stood up straight, wiped the blood from his eyes with his hands, and his vision returned to clarity.

Lie Que drew an arc straight down, landed on his side, hovered quietly beside him, and stood side by side with him.

The purple electricity roams on the sword, like the sword of a fairy.

Lie Que was buzzing, as if to express Lu Qingshan's dissatisfaction that he only met the enemy by suppressing demons.

Lu Qingshan smiled and said, "It's your part."

Immediately, he stretched out his left hand and held Lie Que.

Lie Que, Zhen Mo, one on the left and one on the right.

This was the first time that Lu Qingshan held a sword with both hands.

Holding two swords, Lu Qingshan shook a sword flower gently.

This "flower frame" that has been abused by countless swordsmen in the world can even be displayed by street acrobats, but Luo Qiantuo's face can't help but be solemn.

Immediately, Lu Qingshan stepped forward and walked towards Luo Qiantuo.

Lu Qingshan's steps are strange, the distance covered by each step is double the distance of the previous step, and when he reaches the back, his steps are getting bigger and bigger, and he is already swept in the air, with unstoppable courage and momentum.

Not a senseless bravado.

Not even a desperate fight.

Not yet to this point.

Although Lu Qingshan was injured, he was still 108,000 miles away from the situation where he ran out of fuel.

He's still gaining momentum for himself.

As long as Lu Qingshan hadn't died in this battle, no matter how weaker he was, Lu Qingshan wouldn't be considered a loser.

On the contrary, the more he fought with Luo Qian, the stronger his invincibility became.

To be able to fight with King Asura with the cultivation of the Seven Tribulations Realm, isn't it a kind of invincibility?

The sword energy has not yet bloomed, but Lie Que and Zhenmo are full of surging energy lingering on their swords at this moment.

Brave, indignant, heroic, decisive.

I have a big heart, so the sword may not be fair!

With the momentum of lifting the mountain, Lu Qingshan handed out two swords, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Luo Qiantuo.

There was no back way or retreat, so he even took his sword and slammed into Luo Qian with a burly as a mountain and a ghastly body like a demon god.

These two swords, Dao Jin Jianxiu has the spirit of death and not life.

First hear the sound of continuous explosions, goodbye, the two swords split into two swords, and then merge into one, tearing the sky with a single line, and the arc is beautiful.

Luo Qiantuo's complexion changed and he was as conceited as he was. He couldn't hide or avoid it. The blood in his body surged instantly, and a dragon roar could be heard faintly.

The Qiang Rider Demon Venerable urged the Shura bloodline talent to obtain the blessing of a dragon's power.

As the Shura King, Luo Qiantuo tried his best to stimulate the Shura bloodline, and he could possess the power of three heavenly dragons.

What is ultimate power?

That's it!

With the addition of blood, Luo Qiantuo is like a demon descending from the sky, as if the human Tai Sui God forcibly tore off a piece of cloud energy from the sky, turned it into a spear, and waved his arm and threw it out.

His shot was so fast that even with Lu Qingshan's eyesight, he could only see the afterimage of the spear.

With a bang, the sword energy first disintegrated, and then Lu Qingshan flew out backwards, slipping three thousand feet in the air before stopping.

When Lu Qingshan stabilized his body, he could see with the naked eye that his arms holding the sword were shaking slightly, his chest was even more bloody, and there was a very deep wound.

The spear cast by the clouds in the sky in Luo Qian's hands was still there, but the momentum was slightly reduced.

He sneered.

Even though Lu Qingshan has integrated all kinds of sword tricks in the world, turning corruption into magic, reaching the pinnacle of his skills, and turning spirit into sword spirit, after all, his cultivation base is not enough, his strength is not enough, and he cannot stand on an equal position with him.

If the skill is deep enough to move a thousand jins in four taels, then Luo Qiantuo is a ten thousand jins, an existence that cannot be moved by four taels.

It's just that before he could be proud for a moment, there was a rumbling sound, and without warning, a purple robbery thunder came out of nowhere, cut through the sky, fell from the sky, and slashed towards Luo Qiantuo.

Even Luo Qiantuo, who was used to seeing the world, was taken aback by this sudden thunder tribulation.

Of course, it was only a shock.

In the state of the **** and demon body, the demonic energy roams the dragon and snake on the surface of the body. When the tribulation thunder strikes, a demonic black snake floats out immediately, pounces on the tribulation thunder, and perishes with it.

"What is this?" Luo Qiantuo frowned, surprised.

Lu Qingshan still didn't answer, but the purple meaning on Lie Quejian in his left hand became stronger at this moment.

[Return to Difficulty]: When the sword master is fighting with the sword between the columns, he can attract tribulation thunder from the sky to assist the sword master to attack the enemy.

The longer the battle time, the higher the trigger frequency of tribulation mines.

The power of the tribulation thunder depends on the calamity that the sword master has overcome.

This is the seven-ninth calamity caused by the calamity.

The Seven-Nine Heavenly Tribulation of the Great Perfection.

Its power, even King Shura cannot completely ignore it.

This is just the beginning.

But it was a robbery.

If the fighting time is long enough, it is not impossible to reproduce the vast sea of ​​thunder when he crossed the seven or nine calamities.

The mentality has changed from joking at the beginning to the surprise later to the solemnity now, Luo Qiantuo carefully looked at Lu Qingshan, and said very seriously: "Although this king is very interested in what tricks you have, my intuition tells me Me, killing you as soon as possible is the right choice."

"I didn't die, not because you didn't want to kill me, but because you couldn't do it." Lu Qingshan pursed his lips and replied for the first time, "Then let you see enough."

The voice fell, and in the purple-gold sword field, behind Lu Qingshan, a long sword quietly emerged.

Then, the second handle, the third handle, the fourth handle

Long swords and short swords, ancient swords and new swords, all kinds of famous swords, all emerged from the void, trembling happily.

The 200,000 swords in the Sword Washing Pool, the 200,000 swords hidden in the Sword Domain by him, emerged one by one and swam behind him.

Behind Jian Xiu, there are 200,000 swords, and there is no bigger backer in the world, so how can you be afraid?

A smile appeared on Lu Qingshan's face, and he said softly, "Go!"

Then, he took the lead in moving forward, not knowing how many times he took the initiative to charge Luo Qiantuo.

And behind him, the 200,000 swords that are still emerging uninterruptedly, the swords are connected with the ends of the swords, the swords and the swords are connected, and they converge into a long sword in the sky that is thousands of feet long. First Lu Qingshan rammed into Luo Qiantuo!

The long swords are connected to the ground, one line after another.

When Luo Qian was about to approach the long sword, Luo Qian took the initiative to pounce forward, stretched out a palm, and hit the tip of the suspended long sword composed of thousands of swords.

Earth shakes.

The one hundred and eight swords that made up the hanging long sword were all shattered under Luo Qiantuo's palm, and then splashed out in all directions.

Like a heavy rain falling from the sky, there was a loud crackling sound, and the wreckage of the famous sword hit the ground like a soybean-sized raindrop, causing dust to fly.

The ground under the two of them was suddenly filled with those blade fragments, either straight or slanted, and three points fell into the ground.

But when Luo Qian Tuo's palm reached the 109th sword, he finally encountered an obstacle.

This one hundred and ninth sword is named Man Jianghong.

Man Jianghong pierced Luo Qiantuo's palm straight, and then lost his strength and fell down, the tip of the sword inserted into the ground and slanted into the cracked earth.

Blood and water flowed all over Luo Qiantuo's palm in an instant.

The Sword Washing Pond's famous sword is full of Jianghong, and it is given to Luo Qian, who is full of palm red!

Seeing that he had gained a rare upper hand, Lu Qingshan went a step further and waved his sword out.

In an instant, the column of his left hand changed, purple electricity lingered, and the demon in his right hand erupted, overflowing with magical energy.

The sword qi burst out, and the qi penetrated Changhong.

Zidian intertwined with demonic energy, turning into a green snake of sword energy as thick as a dragon, rushing straight to Luo Qiantuo's face.

The latter's eyes were split open, and he opened his blood-stained big hand, and slapped the menacing green snake with sword energy.

The majestic and sharp sword energy green snake exploded, extremely gorgeous.

In an instant, Luo Qiantuo was bombed to the point of falling backwards, and an invisible shadow flashed towards Luo Qiantuo's eyebrows at this moment.

Swing!

One move after another, airtight and hard to prevent!

Luo Qian's five senses sensed the danger, but it was too late to react.

Between his eyebrows, it was as if an unprecedented explosion had occurred, with demonic energy overflowing, and a concave hole appeared.

Then the blood bloomed, like a poignant lotus flower, flowing downstream, blurring his face, making it extremely bloody.

The next moment, Luo Qiantuo stretched out his left hand, put it on his face, wiped away the blood and showed indifferent eyes.

He stared blankly at this Lu Qingshan, who rose to the occasion in troubled times and became the Sect Master of Sword Sect.

The Shura King was neither angry because of his injury, nor surprised by Lu Qingshan's endless methods.

At this moment, he only had a cold killing intent in his heart.

A thousand words into one sentence.

This child cannot stay.

Therefore, Luo Qiantuo, who has been very talkative since the battle, stopped talking at this moment, just stepped out.

In the void, a visible foot pit appeared under Luo Qiantuo's feet.

It's a real walk in the air.

Offense and defense switch, this time, it's Luo Qian's pack attacking, Lu Qingshan defending!

The 200,000 swords behind him are still countless after the 109 swords have just been damaged.

At the same time as Lu Qingshan's body flies, a cluster of swords is like a snake biting its tail, a total of more than a thousand swords surround Lu Qingshan's body, turning gently.

Luo Qian arrived in an instant.

The sword ring, which was as high as Lu Qingshan's waist, shook violently and spread.

Luo Qiantuo just took a breath, the blood in the body was boiling rapidly, the four arms turned black and blue, wriggled and twisted, and turned into four different weapons.

A Shura knife, a blood whip full of poisonous thorns, a heart-breaking drill, and a heavy hammer.

At the same time, Luo Qiantuo's body was filled with the sound of the Heavenly Dragon, which was deafening.

He smashed out with a "fist and fist", both fast and violent.

The more than a thousand famous swords, which were as fast as electric lights, were smashed into pieces by the strange weapons that Luo Qian carried with the four arms.

You must know that these long swords, which were smashed by Luo Qiantuo as toys, were replaced by the outside world, and each of them was a famous sword of great value, which could be regarded as a treasure of family inheritance. Consumables are not worth the money.

Is this more than a life-threatening game?

It's a waste of money!

The sword ring composed of more than a thousand swords was blasted away by Luo Qiantuo with the ultimate power of three heavenly dragons.

Full of killing intent, Luo Qiantuo, who had no intention of keeping his hand, continued to charge forward with the momentum of running towards the thunder.

Knives, whips, drills, and hammers attacked Lu Qingshan's neck, eyebrows, chest, and head, causing bursts of sonic booms that made his scalp tingle.

Lu Qingshan was stunned.

With such existences as King Asura, every combination is dangerous and unusual, because with the power of King Asura, he cannot make even one mistake.

Even if it was just once, it was enough to make Lu Qingshan die without a place to be buried.

He silently recited a word in his mind.

Another 1,200 swords appeared and stopped in the air, forming a sword pool, all the sword tips pointed forward, pointing directly at Luo Qiantuo.

Another seven hundred swords appeared from behind Luo Qiantuo and rammed into his back.

Luo Qian Tuo didn't care, he kept throwing "fists" from start to finish.

The space between the two is as noisy as a tsunami, like a landslide.

Between square inches, the world turned upside down.

Thousands of two hundred swords, like exquisite porcelain pieces, were torn apart, extremely terrifying.

During this time, the sharp tips of the Seven Hundred Swords kept hitting Luo Qiantuo's back.

Dangdangdang's flying sword slammed like Huang Zhong Dalu, and the sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, followed by the sound of the famous sword shattering, the sound was as loud as a landslide.

In just a few days, 200,000 swords have gone to 3,000 swords.

In this way, 200,000 swords seem to be nothing in this indescribable cross-border battle.

Luo Qiantuo smashed the sword pond that was coming towards him with a punch, and at the same time swept Lu Qingshan with a whip leg.

It can't be said to be a leg, it is more like a mountain pillar, hitting Lu Qingshan.

Rao is that Lu Qingshan has 200,000 swords to rely on, and he doesn't dare to completely resist this blow.

Luo Qian's brilliance was clearly visible, and the Qi machine circulated for hundreds of miles. Among the weapons transformed by the four arms, the blood whip with the largest length in the single theory swung out, like a dazzling rainbow light, hitting Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan's double swords are crossed.

The blood whip smashed on Lu Qingshan's double swords, and the force was transmitted to Lu Qingshan through the sword body, causing his body to swirl in the air, his feet staggered, his lips moved slightly, and bloodstains flowed out.

Luo Qiantuo had a sneer on his face, where would he give Lu Qingshan another chance to catch his breath, and stepped forward, the Shura Sword was already slashing towards Lu Qingshan's Tianling Gai.

Lu Qingshan did not change in one breath, and the operation of mana was temporarily stagnant - this qi was different from the breath of mortals, but the importance was equal.

One breath and one breath is the biggest article in life.

Just like running, if you don't take a few steps, you will fall to the ground exhausted.

The same is true in combat, if you don't get a chance to breathe, your mana won't run smoothly.

This is the most dangerous battle between Lu Qingshan and Luo Qiantuo.

Even if he resisted Luo Qiantuo's attack with all his strength, Lu Qingshan would be injured. Now that his breath is poor and his mana cannot be raised, how could he be safe in the face of Luo Qiantuo's vicious attack?

Seeing that the duckweed was about to disappear with the wind, Lu Qingshan stood up straight.

"God's punishment!" The next moment, he whispered.

For no reason, Lu Qingshan's left-hand sword, above the column, burst out with a strong light, and rushed out in an instant.

That is thunder light, it is divine punishment, it is the brilliance that is infinitely close to forty times the combat power of the ninth-rank, shaking ancient and modern, and exerting its might.

Luo Qiantuo has not reached forty times the combat power of the ninth-rank!

At this moment, his face changed, and he felt an unprecedented taste of life and death.

Therefore, his lore attack that was bound to be won suddenly stopped and turned into a defensive posture with all his strength.

The world seemed to stand still.

It was followed by a series of explosions, and then Luo Qiantuo's footsteps retreated again and again.

It is not a retreat of a hundred zhang, nor a retreat of a thousand zhang, but a thousand zhang!

After retreating 20,000 feet in a row, the divine punishment dissipated all the divine might.

But even if he blocked this heavenly punishment, Luo Qiantuo didn't feel well at all.

His steps were frivolous and shaky, and there were countless tiny wounds on the body of the **** and demon, from which droplets of blood were slowly seeping out.

Heaven Punishment taught Luo Qiantuo a profound lesson with its ultimate power.

Luo Qiantuo himself did not expect that the dignified King Shura, the incarnation of the ultimate power, would be defeated by others.

He raised his head and looked at Lu Qingshan twenty thousand feet away. He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but the result was frozen.

Because, from the beginning to the end, Lu Qingshan, who had been determined to be with him forever, had a strange smile on his face. He even rose up with his sword, turned into a rainbow light, and turned towards the depths of the wilderness.

Is this to escape? !

"Where are you escaping!" Luo Qian Tuo roared angrily and jumped to catch up without hesitation.

"Escape?" Lu Qingshan pursed his lips slightly when he heard Luo Qiantuo's roar.

Do not.

is to fight.

The gap in cultivation between him and Luo Qiantuo was not only qualitative, but also quantitative.

In the fierce battle just now, Lu Qingshan's previous power of mountains and seas obtained through the Shanhai Dao method has been used up, and his own mana has also lost 10%.

If this continues, sooner or later, he will be defeated due to the exhaustion of mana.

If you want to break the game, the only way out is to continuously replenish your own strength through the Shanhaidao method.

However, the area here has long since been desolate after being devoured by the previous Shanhai Dao Law, and can no longer provide Lu Qingshan with the power of mountains and seas.

He must find another battlefield.

The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields.

Traveled three thousand miles in one body.

(End of this chapter)