This Swordsman is Too Steady

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in the snow.

The Shura King of the Black Armor Region and the new master of the Sword Sect lay motionless.

"The last sword...how did it come about?" Luo Qian, who was almost invisible in human form, looked like a corpse eaten by vultures, and said hoarsely.

Even the peerless sword, which can be called truly invincible in the world, still failed to directly put Luo Qian to death.

Of course, the only difference between Luo Qiantuo and the dead man at this time is that he can still speak.

Lu Qingshan was not surprised.

Because when he found out that he didn't receive experience points to get a reminder, he knew that Luo Qiantuo was still alive.

Lu Qingshan, whose consciousness had already begun to twitch, did not reply to Luo Qiantuo's question.

One is not wanting to, and the other is not being able to.

His situation is not much better than that of Luo Qiantu.

Lu Qingshan didn't intend to use the remaining strength to argue with Luo Qian.

How did this sword come about?

This sword, the peerless sword in the world, burns unimaginably the source of life in an instant. Lu Qingshan, who has grasped the indestructibility of gods, weighed it a little, and with just one sword, he lost about 30% of the source of life.

Whether it is the short time of an instant or the large number of 30%, it represents an absolute price.

If it weren't for Lu Qingshan's youth, his life source was extremely vigorous, and he might even die on the spot—just like an adult who donates blood in batches of 1,000 milliliters within a year may be painless, but if he takes away 1,000 milliliters of blood in one breath It will definitely be life-threatening.

And you must know that blood can regenerate anyway... the loss of the source of life is irreversible.

It cost so much, so...how can you not die?

Lu Qingshan grinned.

"I'll leave the rest to you." He said in his heart.

"Okay." A muffled voice responded.

The next moment, the red light was dense.

A woman in a red dress and a red sword appeared in the snow, like a fire lotus blooming in the snow and ice.

Luo Qiantuo suddenly raised his eyelids, stunned, and then suddenly realized, and then his face was full of bitterness.

The reason why he spoke was not because he was really curious about how Lu Qingshan got that sword, although he was indeed a little curious.

The main purpose is just to test and delay time.

Undoubtedly, Luo Qiantuo's injury was much more serious than that of Lu Qingshan, and he just took a breath.

Even if he managed to escape the catastrophe and returned to the Futu King City with a supply of resources, it would take at least a hundred years to heal his injuries.

But he is King Shura, a demon who is famous for his physical strength. No matter how serious the injury is, as long as he is given half an hour, he can recover a little strength, barely stand up, and then clean up the young man.

Luo Qiantuo couldn't help but sigh.

Because, no more.

Not a quarter of an hour.

Let alone half a quarter of an hour, Lu Qingshan wouldn't even give Luo Qian a load for half a breath.

Having experienced so many life and death dangers, Lu Qingshan's greatest experience is that he must never give the enemy any time to breathe.

In fact, every strong enemy defeated by him lost at this point.

The same is true for Luo Qiantuo.

During the 20-day fierce battle, Fan Luo Qiantuo was willing to pay the price of burning his origin and suffering serious injuries. During the cooling time of Lu Qingshan's breaking spell, he forcibly fought with him under the power of heaven's punishment to exchange injuries for injuries. , the one who died was Lu Qingshan.

But he was reluctant.

Luo Qiantuo thought that he was a top Demon Lord, the King of Shura, and if he had to pay such a high price to kill a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm, would it be worth it?

Make sense?

Seems to make sense too.

But the truth is always only in the hands of the final winner.

"King Shura is amazing? You can think of not paying any price? You can risk your life for this sword. If you don't die, who will die?" Qin Yitian, who suddenly appeared, gritted his silver teeth and muttered.

In fact, Lu Qingshan's current situation is a little better than when he died on the spot.

How could Qin Yitian not hate this?

Qin Yutian's combat power is too insignificant in this invincible battle, but it happens that Qin Yutian, who is insignificant, is about to put an end to everything.

At this moment, Luo Qiantuo thought of the suggestion made by the subordinates to inform Luo Jia before leaving, and let Luo Jia bring people to come.

If he had followed this suggestion at that time, the one who died at this moment should be Lu Qingshan, right?

It's a pity that there is no if.

Do you regret it?

A little, but not too much.

The gap in combat power between him and Lu Qingshan could almost be called crushing, but in the end he fell into this situation where he needed to place his hopes on others. Luo Qiantuo felt more aggrieved and ashamed in his heart.

Luo Qiantuo closed his eyes, waiting for the arrival of death.

Qin Yitian didn't hesitate at all, the sparrow shot out suddenly, cutting through the snowy night, and shot at Luo Qian's forehead covered in black blood.

Sudden.

A tall figure appeared in front of Luo Qiantuo, stretched out two fingers, and easily clamped the dragon sparrow.

Trapped in the hands of others, the sparrow hummed and struggled, but could not break free.

The man's fingers were like a pair of iron tongs.

Lying in the snow, Lu Qingshan, who retained the last trace of consciousness, looked at the person with difficulty.

With four eyes and four arms, his complexion is dark and ugly, and there are many dense traces of evil on his face.

Rahu...incarnation.

A familiar yet unfamiliar enemy.

Familiarity is because the incarnation of Luo Hu was the first powerful enemy Lu Qingshan encountered after he came to this world.

Strange because it was already a long time ago.

In the last years of Chang'an, there was turmoil at the beginning of Yin.

The first meeting with the incarnation of Luo Hu can be traced back to the year of Chang'an, and the last meeting was in the barren land of the first year of Tianyuan.

After that, Luo Hu's incarnation completely disappeared from the sky, and his cultivation base grew so fast that Lu Qingshan had already forgotten about this once formidable enemy.

Thirty years later, he showed up again.

As soon as he appeared, what brought Lu Qingshan was a deeper despair than the one in the last years of Chang'an.

Although Qin Yutian's combat power is not comparable to his, but his cultivation level is equal to his.

The flying sword sacrificed with the cultivation base of the Seven Tribulations was so easily trapped between the fingers by the incarnation of Rahu... The combat power of this incarnation of Rahu can be seen, not to mention that he is seriously injured now, Even in his prime, Lu Qingshan dare not say he can handle it.

Luo Hu's avatar looked at Lu Qingshan with a smile.

I don't know if it's because his face is too ferocious or for other reasons, but it's clearly a smile, but it gives off a strange chill.

"I haven't seen you for many years, you've grown up really fast." Luo Hu turned into a familiar gesture with Lu Qingshan for many years, and even exchanged pleasantries.

If Lu Qingshan hadn't been lying down on the snow, this scene would have looked tepid and harmonious.

"Speaking of which, I have some credit for your achievements today," Luo Hu's incarnation continued, "I didn't want to show up so soon, but who made you so heaven-defying? It is about to be folded in your hands."

Although he praised Lu Qingshan without hesitation on his lips, Luo Hu's avatar showed no mercy in his hands. After lightly flicking his fingers to snap off the dragon sparrow, he moved his fingers together, and a spear of demonic energy visible to the naked eye pierced through it. sky.

Where the spear of magic energy arrived, the vacuum ripples were distorted.

It passed by like a comet, directly hitting Lu Qingshan's chest, and it was about to blow Lu Qingshan to pieces.

Lu Qingshan didn't have time to think about how Luo Hu's incarnation could become so strong, he forced his chest to resist, but he couldn't raise any strength, let alone draw a sword.

Out of cards.

Facing a Shura king, until now, all his cards have been played out, except for the remaining half of his life, there is nothing left.

Qin Yitian almost instinctively stood in front of Lu Qingshan, blocking the path of the devilish spear, trying to protect Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan's lips moved slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

This time it's really over.

A group of demons surrounded the isolated and helpless foreign land, and they had no strength left. In their heyday, they might not be able to fight against powerful enemies. Even if the will is as strong as Lu Qingshan, they can't find any vitality.

The already twitchy consciousness became even more twitchy.

With no energy or strength left, he should have died lying down, probably because he was unwilling to do so, and probably wanted to die standing up, so he took an inexplicable breath, and stood up staggeringly while leaning on the demon suppressor.

Looking at the red dress in front of him, his eyes gradually blurred, and his mind wandered in an instant, inexplicably thinking of many things.

He thought of Xu Hao who stood in front of him in the stone room in Zhenjiang City, he remembered the hand holding his son in the small world, and lived with him, he remembered the days on the Qingyaping of Jianzong, and he remembered his fight against ancient Yiyi on Mount Dai. The promise I made reminded me of the sword opening the gate of heaven in Chang'an City, the old suzerain's sword coming here, sword going elsewhere, and the hardships in the Daoyuan world...

His life is very short, but he has experienced too many people, too many things, and too many magnificence, all of which are flashing in his mind now.

Now that it is here, looking back at everything ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ seems to be considered complete, except for Xie Qingyun who handed Fuyao to him, and Jianzong...

Jianzong, although there is no Lu Qingshan in Jianzong, but there are still Yu Canghai, Xue Wuxie, and...

Finally, Lu Qingshan thought of that woman, that woman who was extremely special to him.

Yue Mo is really a sword cultivator, Weijian. He has met many strange women, and he can't say that he doesn't care about them, but they seem to be inferior to Jian, only she is different.

The astonishment of seeing Jianlai Peak for the first time, the guardian of the demon king who wiped out Yuan Yao with one sword, the firmness of "I will win him if you want me to win" twice, and the willingness to admit the intention of sending him to become a teacher... For a long time The tacit understanding between them and the long-term mutual contact have long been beyond the simple words "teacher and apprentice".

In the end, Lu Qingshan thought of the words she said when he met her for the last time.

Time flies so fast, some things need to be said earlier.

Thinking of her mountain-like features, Lu Qingshan suddenly felt deep regret.

"That sentence should have been told to you at that time." He murmured.

Luo Hu's incarnation still maintained a strange smile, looking at Lu Qingshan's crumbling body, with an unusual indifference, "Finally died by my hands, you Lu Qingshan's life is a worthy death."

However, in the next breath, he couldn't laugh anymore.

A flash of sword light shattered the devilish spear that was about to shoot through Qin Yitian's chest.

A woman stood on a long sword, fell from the sky, and landed in front of Lu Qingshan who was in a certain death situation.

Then, Lu Qingshan heard two sentences.

A word to myself.

"It's not too late now."

One sentence is about the incarnation of Rahu.

"With me, Xia Daoyun, no one can kill him!"

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