This Swordsman is Too Steady

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The old vulture flew all the way with his two men.

When approaching the Great Bear City.

"Boss, Jusao, Zedu." A tall middle-aged male repairer appeared.

He didn't use a turban to wrap his head, so he almost exposed his bare scalp, Buddha robe covering his body, and beard all over his face.

It is Shahai evil monk Qiluo.

As for the two men of the old vulture, they are also good players in the line of sand bandits.

The "Netherworld Sword" is home to the sword, and the "Blood Soul" is crossing.

They are all physical training in the late Yuan Ying.

It can be seen that the body poison is indeed very high in the line of sand bandits.

His death turned out to be that the old vulture and three of the eight chiefs came in person.

The old vulture said with a dumb voice, "What is the situation with that sword repairer now?"

"I entered the Giant Bear City half a day ago, and haven't left the city until now." Qiluo respectfully reported: "Boss, what should we do now? Just go into the city and kill him on the spot?"

"No," the old vulture's eyes were full of gloom, shook his head, and said to the three men: "Although we are not afraid of the giant bear tribe, we can't do too much.

If you do it directly in the city, I am afraid that the Nine Clan will no longer tolerate us, continue to keep an eye on the sword repairer, and once he leaves the city, he will immediately kill him! "

"Yes, boss!" The three Nascent Souls, the leader of the sand bandit who killed countless people, did not dare to look directly at the gloomy eyes of the old vulture.

.........

Just as the old vulture rushed to a place a few miles outside of the Great Bear City with his monks, Lu Qingshan in the Great Bear City walked out of a magical tool shop called Wanbao Pavilion.

This time, he almost bought the high-end lightning arrester that was placed on the bright side in the giant bear city.

"The purpose of this trip has almost been achieved, and a long time has passed. At the speed of the sand bandits, it should be almost waiting nearby at this time." Lu Qingshan muttered.

It has been almost a day since he entered the city.

This group of sand bandits are desperadoes, with an extraordinary cultivation base and familiar with the terrain of the Mogao Desert. One day is enough for them to prepare everything.

Lu Qingshan's killing intent was awe-inspiring, and he stopped thinking about it, and went straight out of the city.

Just after he left the city, in the core of the giant bear city, the great monk who belonged to the giant bear tribe whispered: "That sword repair is out of the city."

"The old man vulture should have been waiting outside the city at this time?"

"It should be."

"Patriarch, if this sword repairer meets the old vulture, should we help, maybe we can take the opportunity to kill the old vulture..."

"Your head is in the water, isn't it? The old vulture is known as the first person in Mogao, and the patriarchs of the nine races work together to besieged and killed.

This is just a Nascent Soul monk, you let the patriarch take action? By then, the old vulture will offend our giant bear tribe. Can you afford it? ! "Someone scolded.

"Look at the situation first," the majestic voice from the patriarch of the giant bear sounded, "This swordsman is so confident, maybe there is really some hole card that can threaten the old vulture.

If there is a chance to get rid of the old vulture, I will not hesitate to take a shot, to eradicate this great scourge for the tribes of Mogao! "

"Patriarch Gao Yi!" the monk of the giant bear tribe shouted.

.........

Not long after Lu Qingshan came out of the city, three terrifying auras rose from the desert, rushed frantically, swiftly approached, and made waves after waves.

Hoo-boom-

From far to near, the sound gradually turned into a roar, the howling like wind and thunder.

"The fish bit the hook." Lu Qingshan finally looked a little serious, and sneered at the distant horizon.

There was a strong pressure surging from there, and in the sky, three **** figures showed their bodies.

"It's so courageous." Seeing Lu Qingshan facing the impact of the three of them, Shahai evil monk Qiluo shouted, a huge palm print fell directly from the sky.

The palm print is bloody.

But in the palm of his palm, there was a faintly flickering Sanskrit, with heavy pressure, it seemed to be pressing towards Lu Qingshan with the power of the whole world.

Lu Qingshan's heart moved, and the peach blossom flashed out of him, like a thunder, rushing to greet the **** palm prints.

boom---

The green sword light collided with the **** palm print that fell from the sky.

Compared with the two, in terms of size, it is like a piece of embroidery aimed at the palm of the upper hand.

But even the seemingly disparate contrast made the blood-colored palm prints tremble violently, and then disintegrated into the sky.

The ‘shahai evil monk’ Qiluo and the ‘nether evil sword’ are home to the sword, and the ‘blood soul’ has appeared one after another.

"There really are some tricks." Qiluo looked at Lu Qingshan with a bit of dread.

"Just your little trick, but I can't help it." Lu Qingshan looked at the three leaders of the sand bandits, his eyes flickering.

"Why, the old vulture's personal disciple was killed by me, and the old vulture refused to come to avenge the disciple in person. Did you just send the three of you trash to death?"

"Sword repair, just blocked my casual blow, don't be too arrogant," Qiluo shouted, with a sinister look, "To deal with you, a Nascent Soul cultivator, wherever the boss needs to do it himself, the three of us do it. I can look down on you!"

Being able to establish such a powerful force as a sand bandit out of thin air in the Mogao Desert, this old vulture was indeed extremely cautious.

The thoughts flashed in Lu Qingshan's mind.

He knew in his heart that the reason why the old vulture didn't show up was definitely not because he didn't come. It was estimated that he was hiding in the dark to observe the battle.

After all, he is so upright, this suspicious old vulture is also afraid of being a trap, and deliberately led him to show up to besiege him, so he didn't show up first, let his subordinates test the truth first.

As soon as Qiluo's words fell, he waved his palms, and in an instant there were seven blood-colored palm prints, which whizzed out from the sky and covered the sun, driving a strong and fierce aura.

Lu Qingshan's thoughts flashed, and the peach blossom hovered, about to shoot out again.

But at this moment, he felt something, so he slightly pressed the flying sword that was about to move.

Following the same huge palm print, there is also a Sanskrit flash in the palm print.

The only difference is that this palm print is golden.

Behind this golden palm print, is a little novice monk in a light red robes.

Feeling really little monk.

After listening to Lu Qingshan's suggestion, he who followed to the Giant Bear City really waited for the evil monk in the sand sea.

So the little monk did not hesitate, and immediately assisted Lu Qingshan.

The palm prints are in the front, and the little monk is in the back, soaring up like a King Kong.

One palm to seven palms.

Rumble!

The golden palm prints and the **** palm prints blasted against each other, and the power seemed to be able to destroy the world.

The terrifying Yuwei fled away, forming a halo of blood and gold in the air.

The golden palm prints that the little monk Juezhen hit was like a broken bamboo, soaring upward, breaking the seven blood-colored palm prints layer by layer, and finally blasted towards the Qiluo whose face suddenly changed.

Qiluo quickly raised his palm to greet him, Sanskrit flashing, and his palm glowed with blood, like a ghostly evil claw.

Two palms touch.

boom!

The little monk Juezhen stood still, but Qiluo had his arms cramped, almost deformed.

Inside the city, the monks of the giant bear tribe who were releasing their consciousness to watch the battle, as well as the monks of many other tribes lurking in the giant bear city, all had their eyes gleaming.

"Why is there another little monk?"

"This monk is not easy, as one palm can interrupt Qiluo's arm!"

........

The old vulture lurking in the dark, watching all this, at the moment Jue Zhen appeared, his brows were slightly frowned, "Could it be that this is the card of the sword repair..."

If only this is the case, it will not pose much threat to him...

However, the information is uncertain, and the old vulture is still not ready to act rashly. He plans to continue to observe the changes in the situation and stay still.

As for the safety of his men...

How would he care about such things?

........

"It's you..." Qiluo murmured while watching Juezhen with a serious face.

"I taught you the Great Compassion Seal that day, but I didn't want to be cultivated into this Great Blood Seal by you," the little monk Juezhen looked at Qiluo, and slowly said, "It's just that the Great Mercy Seal loses the meaning of compassion, but its power is Very weak."

"You teach me magical powers, I remember it in my heart, don't want to do anything to you, don't force me." Facing Juezhen, Qi Luo said every word.

"I was softened for a while, but it created Mogao's disaster," the little monk Juezhen clasped his hands together, and said solemnly: "This disaster is caused by me, so naturally I should end it with my own hands."

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Qiluo said hoarsely.

In this case, no amount of nonsense is meaningless!

With a bang, Qiluo's body seemed to be burning, and countless black blood qi rose up, like evil spirits, launching a powerful attack on Juezhen.

boom!

He slammed his fist, and the blood mark reappeared, but there were countless black blood on it.

These black blood auras are the evil powers he cultivated by collecting human essence and blood. They can contaminate various magical instruments and spells, and have incomparable corrosive power. Together with the original strong and fierce mark of compassion, they can be called yin in the middle. .

Juezhen, the young monk Baoxiang solemnly, gave a soft drink and performed Buddhist techniques.

A dazzling sunrise appeared behind him, wrapping him in the brilliant golden light, like a **** ring guard.

Chi Chi Chi Chi----

The countless black blood gas touched the golden light, just like ice and snow hit the oven, and instantly evaporated and disappeared.

The sun behind the little monk Juezhen is radiant, holy, like a holy Buddha.

His hand was densely covered in Sanskrit, and in an instant a monstrous light burst out, hitting Qiluo, the golden aura was vast and terrifying.

"Qiluo, let's help you!" Netherworld Xiedao Judao and Blood Soul screamed, and at the same time they made moves and quickly joined the battle.

A huge machete appeared in Ju Dao's hand, and resentful souls appeared on it.

The Resentful Soul Knife, an evil magic weapon, is a horror magic weapon refined by cutting off the head of an innocent person and imprisoning his soul as a resentful soul.

Cut out with a single knife, countless souls, fangs and claws.

On Zedu's side, there was a terrifying blood soul fascination behind him, melting into his body.

His body suddenly swelled, and scary blood lines appeared.

The trio besieged Juezhen fiercely.

The knife slashed out with a single knife, and the sound was like a lightning strike, deafening.

Zedu turned into a ferocious beast, with a huge body, with the potential to sweep thousands of troops, punching punch after punch, each punch is violent, enough to shake a mountain.

However, the little monk Juezhen relied on the treasure to protect him, and he actually took it all down, smashing the three major sand bandit leaders, without any weakness.

The Buddhism practice is so capable of resisting and being able to wear out. If it is really a shortcoming, there is only one obvious one. It is not good at attacking and lacks explosive power.

Coincidentally, there happened to be a sword repairman on the field who was famous for his explosions.

"These three people seem to have forgotten who they are here..." Lu Qingshan murmured.

In the next moment, his heart moved, and the killing sword intent and the extinguishment penetrating sword intent were blessed on the peach blossom at the same time.

With a swish, the peach blossom shot out.

"Using the flying sword through the peach blossom is far less powerful than the dragon bird, but even so, with the blessing of the sword intent, it is definitely enough to deal with these Yuan Ying's later physical training!" Lu Qingshan secretly said in his heart.

When the sword repair reaches the Yuan Ying level, the power of the flying sword largely depends on the sword intent it is attached to.

Regardless of whether it is the killing sword intent or the death penetrating sword intent, the increase in the power of the flying sword is like a carrot with mutton, which is a perfect match!

boom!

When the peach blossoms suddenly rose, the speed directly soared to thirty-five times the speed of sound.

When Feijian exploded, the surrounding space seemed to be roaring.

A dazzling sword light rushed straight to the Netherworld Sword that swung the sword, Ju Sword.

"What?" Feeling the terrifying momentum of Peach Blossom, Ju Dao's face changed drastically, and he quickly swung his knife to block the flying sword.

clang!

A sound of metal collision exploded in the sky.

"No!" Ju Dao shouted in horror, unbelievable.

Because the power of this flying sword was too powerful, even though he tried his best to resist, the resentful soul knife in his hand was shaking and throwing out under the terrifying strength.

"Block it!" Ju Dao's eyes were red, and a ray of light flashed above his body.

He is physically cultivated, how could he not even be able to stop a flying sword!

Ju Dao thought so in his heart.

brush!

Above the flying sword, a bit of cold light suddenly flashed.

Lurking in it, the piercing sword intent of silent death burst suddenly at this moment.

Following the dazzling cold light that surpassed the Buddha's light on the little monk Juezhen, he carried a flying sword through the abdomen of Judao.

The mighty power and the murderous intent is that being a Nascent Soul Body Cultivation is not an enemy of one.

This flying sword entered the body, and the sword suddenly trembled like chaff.

After a breath, with a boom, the giant knife burst into a cloud of blood, no longer able to return to the sky.

It turned out that when Peach Blossom entered the body of Judao, it directly released countless sword qi, breaking its essence and breaking its original infant.

Nether evil knife, home knife, death!

Until now, Lu Qingshan had only made a sword, and a breath of time passed!

"That's the two upper-level moods?!" At this time, all the monks who were watching the battle in the dark were dumbfounded.

Lu Qingshan has two meanings with one sword, UU reads www.uukanshu. The two moods of com are both upper-level moods.

What a terrible thing is this?

Able to comprehend a high-level artistic conception, a monk can go out with joy, and condense the high-level Dao seeds through this. At that time, even among the cultivating monks, they can be considered strong.

But the sword repair in front of him actually comprehended the two upper-level artistic realms, and judging from their power, the realm of the two artistic realms was definitely not low.

What kind of power has this state of mind, with Feijian, achieved?

"It must be the sword repairer from Xijianchi!" someone murmured.

Such a powerful sword repair can only come from a famous school!

The monks who watched the battle soon discovered that their shock seemed to come too early.

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