This Swordsman is Too Steady

At the sacrifice of the two cultivators, the "urn" was shattered and an exit emerged.

Without any hesitation, the remaining underworld monks fled one after another.

Nearly a thousand black shadows flew out from all sides of the island.

The netherworld monk chose a way to break through.

There are pros and cons to this approach.

The advantage is that the more scattered, the greater the chance of escape.

Although the Zhishoulou monks are stronger than them, it is impossible to bring some Jindan monks and foundation-building monks to participate in such an important task, so the number is far fewer than them.

In this case, they do not intend to resist, are not afraid of sacrifice, and just run for their lives, there must be someone who can escape.

As an island, this place is surrounded by the sea. As long as they stay a little far away, and then dive into the depths of the sea, the chance of escape is not small.

The disadvantage is that they were not as strong as the guards. Once they chose to break into pieces, it would be equivalent to giving up resistance and fleeing purely by luck.

If you don't chase me, then I'm lucky.

If you chase me, I will die.

As long as Zhi Shou Lou is not stupid, he will inevitably catch the high-ranking monks of the underworld and chase after him.

The high-ranking monks were killed, and even if a few Jindan monks and foundation-building monks escaped from the underworld, what's the point?

Zhi Shou Lou is here.

The situation is clear, it is impossible to completely intercept all the underworld monks.

Soon, Brother Zhishoulou made their choice, which was the most reasonable choice.

Fight the tiger!

The underground monks who built the foundation and the golden core can let go, but they are just a little bit. Forgive them for not being able to stir up too much wind and waves.

But the underground monks above Yuan Ying would never allow anyone to escape.

On the side of Zhishoulou, two cultivators got up and chased the last cultivator of the underworld.

And because the barrier was broken and there was no need to maintain the barrier, the cultivator Zhishoulou Huashen on the flying boat quickly got up and joined the battlefield.

He and another monk who transformed into gods went to intercept and kill those who fleeing from the underground palace to make the virtual monks.

The rest of the Zhishoulou monks also performed their duties, chasing and killing the high-level monks of the underworld.

...

All the Zhishoulou monks here have accepted the possibility that the underground monks will be able to escape.

Only Lu Qingshan didn't think so.

For the underworld monks, it is definitely the safest to escape into the sea.

But the problem is that, except for things with unusual talents such as the sea monster, most cultivators are slow to escape in the sea.

"Aircraft" is faster than "submarine", this is common sense.

For them, the most important thing now is to leave quickly.

So they have to fly a certain distance first, and then escape into the sea.

This is what Lu Qingshan likes to see most.

With the assistance of Xinyan, his flying sword now has a range of one hundred and twenty miles.

A total of three flying swords are equivalent to three "missiles" with precision guidance cruising in an area of ​​120 miles.

The speed of his flying sword, without using the double-amplification ability of Immortal True Intention: Dragon Bird and Wang Chuan are all 100 times the speed of sound, reaching the realm of swords and thunder and fire, and Peach Blossom is also 80 times the speed of sound.

A sword repairer's extremely commendable ability to chase and kill was completely carried forward to the extreme in Lu Qingshan's hands.

The inability of others does not mean that Lu Qingshan cannot.

He is fully capable of taking care of these low-level monks who fled in embarrassment-as long as they are all intercepted and killed before they run 120 miles away.

"Hands, help," Lu Qingshan whispered to Tantai Qingrun beside him: "High-level monks can be handed over to Zhishoulou. We will focus on intercepting these low-level monks. They..."

"Ghost!" He paused, and said loudly.

Tantai Qingrun was shocked.

She didn't know where Lu Qingshan's ghost talk came from, but she must have believed in Lu Qingshan.

This was formed after a lot of experiences together, unconditional trust in Lu Qingshan.

During the encirclement and suppression, the two of them were afraid of disrupting the cooperation of the monks Zhishoulou, so it was difficult to interfere.

There are not too many restrictions in the current situation of fighting separately.

Tantai Qingrun made a sword.

Two sword lights struck across the sky.

When the low-level monks of the local palace rushed out of the island under the cover of the high-level monks, they were greeted by several fierce flying swords.

Among them are three flying swords, so fast that only the traces of thunder and fire left in the air can be seen. As for the sword body, it is not true at all.

These cultivators who are no better than Golden Core, how can He De be worthy of swords and thunder and fire level flying swords against them?

Missiles hit sparrows, are you funny?

This was the last thought that most of the low-level monks of the underground palace had before they died.

The flying sword is constantly blocking, and the underground monk can't wait to have six more pairs of wings, and the mission flees.

Finally, there was a golden core monk who was very lucky. After a reckless rush, he looked back and found that the figure behind him had turned into black spots, and it was almost impossible to see clearly.

Even the small island has become small.

"I escaped?" The Jindan monk was still a little surprised, and finally turned his surprise into surprise, "I escaped!"

Even people can't see it anymore, it's not escaped, what else can it be?

Not daring to be overwhelmed, the Jindan monk from the underworld immediately leaped into the sea below according to the strategy he had planned.

The next step is to use the cover of the sea to avoid the follow-up pursuit of Zhishou Tower.

He thought so.

He dived into the endless ocean in a diving position, and his head could already feel the moist breath from the sea.

Immediately, the sea is wide and the fish leap, and the sky is high and the birds fly!

Whoosh!

I don't know when, a thunderfire arrives quietly.

The underworld monk who is about to escape into the sea really "fly"!

Under the thunder and fire, his body exploded without any resistance and turned into a mist of blood.

In the blood mist, a storage ring fell and was then picked up by thunder and fire.

I don't see him, but see his sword.

This is the flying sword sent by Lu Qingshan, which is seventy miles away.

On the frontal battlefield, his other two flying swords were still looking at them like tracer bullets.

Lu Qingshan was comfortable enough, even when the imperial envoy Feijian harvested the lives of these cultivators who had sacrificed their lives for righteousness, and the lives of the underworld cultivators who were scattered and fleeing, some unrelated thoughts flashed in his mind.

It's time to add a new natal sword...

After advancing the Void Refining, his natal sword slot already had one more slot.

What, there are too many natal swords to support?

Raising three natal swords is raising, isn’t raising four natal swords also?

With his ability, he is completely capable of taking care of four natal swords.

If it weren't for the ability, how could there be too many "wives" in sword repair?

.......

Here, the one-sided pursuit has basically ended.

The last cultivator of God in the underworld was blasted into a cloud of blood mist under the joint efforts of the two cultivators of Zhishoulou who were already much better than him. It did not last long. Death is extremely miserable.

Obviously, for this accident, Zhishoulou's overhaulers were shocked and angry. This was discouraging this monk.

Ning De, the **** transformation monk who was originally responsible for maintaining the operation of the enchantment, had been chasing down the cultivating monks in the underworld, but he was vaguely aware of the movement on Lu Qingshan's side.

After dealing with the underworld monks within his field of vision, Ningde approached Lu Qingshan and asked: "Just now fellow Taoists sent flying swords to hunt down those underworld monks?"

Lu Qingshan nodded.

"How many low-rank cultivators of the underground palace have escaped from birth?" Ning De rubbed his eyebrows, and said with a headache: "This time, I'm embarrassed..."

If nothing else, the monks who went out in the fourteen groups this time should have made mistakes about their group.

Everyone has completed the task well, and you have made a mistake.

Even if the omission is not great, even if it is due to the strange performance of the monks in the underworld, no matter what, a mistake is a mistake, and it cannot be covered by many excuses.

Ning De frowned even thinking about the embarrassing scene.

"No one should escape." Lu Qingshan said openly.

"No one, not a lot, then it's okay..." Ningde said subconsciously.

then.

"No one escaped?!" Ning De's voice suddenly increased.

"Yes, no one has escaped." Lu Qingshan smiled, his white teeth dazzling.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three whistling sounds of flying swords sounded at the right time.

The three flying swords, from three completely different directions, appeared one after the other, constantly growing in everyone's field of vision.

That is Lu Qingshan's flying sword.

"This kid's flying sword has such a long range?" Another cultivator who was surrounded by the gods watched Feijian return from their field of vision in amazement. This thought came to his mind.

When the three flying swords got close enough, Ning De was the first to discover the anomaly, and the surprise in his eyes suddenly solidified.

Soon, others also discovered unusual places.

The audience was silent.

It can be seen that on every flying sword that returned, amidst the raging sword aura, hundreds of storage rings were being held, shook and sounded.

Three flying swords, add up, that is a few hundred storage rings.

It also represents the lives of hundreds of lower-level monks.

Even if it's just a low-level monk.

This scene calmed the audience.

Those with a low level of cultivation may not see anything yet-cultivating cultivators, killing hundreds of low-level cultivators, what is commendable? Who can't do it?

But the problem is that the Zhishoulou monks present are all people with extraordinary vision, and they know the key...

This is a few hundred low-level monks who fled in all directions.

It's not that you can't kill, it's that you can't kill!

It's like a litter of hundreds of rabbits, fleeing in all directions, no matter how good hunters can catch them all.

Ningde looked at Lu Qingshan~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and took a breath.

Three swords.

Only three flying swords were used!

Lu Qingshan did what a team of at least ten people could do.

The omission that made him feel headache was blocked by Lu Qingshan.

incredible!

"This is Jian Jue, this is the strongest Four Realms?"

There was a weird silence in the audience, silently watching the three flying swords rush towards Lu Qingshan with joy, happily shaking off the hundred storage rings that he was carrying.

This scene is like a kindergarten kid who just finished school, rushing to his father, showing off the little toy he just made in class today, "I'm doing great, and quickly praise me!"

Outrageous.

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