This Swordsman Is Too Steady

Lu Qingshan’s body was filled with the power of the mountains and seas that were horrifyingly plentiful, and his aura skyrocketed.

As a price, thousands of miles were withered.

With the improvement of his cultivation, the range of the power of mountains and seas has also become more and more terrifying and wider.

If he had to, Lu Qingshan really didn’t want to use this magical power.

But now he can’t manage that much.

“He!” Taking the power of the mountains and the sea as the source of strength, Lu Qingshan raised an arm and controlled the flying sword.

Wang Chuan, the demon, and the peach blossom trembling happily, forming a straight line in front of him, and the sword and the sword are connected end to end, lined up one by one, forming a larger long sword.

“Go!” Lu Qingshan said solemnly.

The long sword rushed forward, and in an instant, it shot towards the sky on the sky.

Seeing this scene, Tianman frowned.

With a buzzing sound, a terrifying wave shook open. In his law domain, in the black ocean, endless black water rolled over his body.

Afterwards, a fierce bird that was huge enough to cover the sky emerged from Tianmang’s body, emerged from his back, and with a majestic breath, it went to Lu Qingshan to suppress it.

His breath rose to a terrifying level at this moment.

“Small bugs!” Tianmang snorted coldly.

What if Lu Qingshan’s methods continue to emerge one after another, in the face of absolute strength crushing, everything is empty talk.

The next moment, he stretched out a palm and slammed into Lu Qingshan’s long sword.

laugh!

It was completely different from the palm slap he had imagined, a sharp pain came from the palm of his hand, making the confident sky dark, and he looked down subconsciously.

I saw that the tip of a long sword with a strong magical energy pierced a blood hole in the palm of his hand, dripping with blood.

A long sword composed of three natal swords, the spearhead is to suppress demons.

The Qinggang magical power of the Suppression Demon broke Tianmang’s physical defenses abruptly.

Seeing Lu Qingshan who succeeded in a move, his mind moved, and the sword changed endlessly. When the magical power of the town was exhausted, Peach Blossom followed closely, and in a flash, he changed to the head position.

A mysterious wave dispersed, causing the blood flow in Tianmang’s body to stagnate.

Afterwards, the peach blossom exploded with power, with a terrible meaning of penetration, and the wounds opened along the suppressor continued to drive straight into the palm of Tianmang’s palm.

The true meaning of death!

In just an instant, Tianmang’s palm was completely penetrated, blood splashing, very crystal clear, like blood diamonds.

“What?!” Tianmang exclaimed, his face slightly changed.

Because after penetrating his palm, this long sword changed again, turning to Wang Chuan in front, with undiminished power, and continued to move forward, pointing directly at his chest.

Tianmang fights fate to turn mana, and urges the jurisdiction.

Under his full exertion, the space within the legal domain seemed to solidify into substance, and the three-in-one long sword seemed to sink into a swamp, and its speed dropped sharply.

“Give me back!” Tianmang seized the opportunity, spreading his five fingers, slapped on the menacing sword.

Melted into one, the flying swords that were made from nature all fell under his palm.

Tianmang just breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a flash of light and shadow in his eyes.

A thunderous roar followed.

In his line of sight, the sword qi burst into Changhong.

It turned out that at the moment when Lu Qingshan made the three natal swords fly out, he quickly lifted the dragonfinch from the ground.

The dragon bird sword is surrounded by sword aura, flame glow entangled, converging into a billowing ground dragon, pointing directly at the sky glow.

Its strength and strength are far from comparable to those previously available.

Lu Qingshan moved horizontally, and the speed was incredible, turning into a light and shadow, and the sword aura rose to the sky, straight through the sky.

“Very strong, but you still can’t help me.” Tian Mang said.

Huh!

His animal pet that struck the sky, the ancient ferocious bird, raised to the sky with a long cry, flapped his wings, rippling countless ripples, forming a thin film, and blocking Lu Qingshan’s path forward.

“Just a little bit, you dare to say that you beat me?” Tianmang grinned, his body was even more golden. He pulled out a mighty frame of a celestial being throwing a big cauldron, and punched in the air. The wind was violent and hit Lu Qingshan. On the sword.

Hum!

The dragon sparrow was smashed upright.

As a Taoist tool, the dragon bird will naturally not be damaged.

But the fierce and strong force in Tianmang’s fist was transmitted to Lu Qingshan through the sword.

That strength was unstoppable, making Lu Qingshan’s body bend like a bow.

The corner of Lu Qingshan’s mouth suddenly seeped black blood.

Tianmang did not let Lu Qingshan go, and launched a rolling offensive relentlessly.

He was so arrogant that he kept punching out.

Lu Qingshan raised his sword to stop him, even with the power of mountains and seas, he was still invincible.

His body shape was constantly knocked back, and he had been beaten for dozens of miles above the sky.

The two clashed fiercely.

A piece of flesh and blood was torn off Lu Qingshan’s shoulder, leaving behind a string of scarlet blood.

Shocking blood was flowing from his ears, nose and mouth.

Tianmang’s methods became more and more brutal.

A wave of terror shook his body, and the heavenly feathers shot out and turned into golden rain, which looked splendid and beautiful, but its lethality was extremely terrifying.

The dense golden feathers cut off the world.

At the same time, the real Primordial Fierce Bird moved with the sky light, and in an instant, it took off its entire body of divine feathers and shot out suddenly.

The divine feather composed of energy and the real entity divine feather are mixed together to form a golden frenzy and shoot towards Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan fully used the dust in the small room to stop these golden feathers.

The dragon bird kept waving in his hand, and the three natal swords hovered around him.

But even if all these methods were used together, he just blocked most of the golden feathers.

Puff puff!

Three golden entities, Shenyu, broke through the encirclement, and also broke through the dust-free area of ​​the small room where Lu Qingshan could isolate the world, and penetrated Lu Qingshan’s body.

Three translucent blood holes appeared on Lu Qingshan.

The blood came out from the blood hole.

The only good news is that none of the three injuries involved the vital points.

“Can you move?” Tianmang looked at the scarred Lu Qingshan with a smile.

His men are merciful.

Because they had taken a fancy to Lu Qingshan’s body, these three gods didn’t hit the mark.

Lu Qingshan spit out a gulp of black blood from his mouth again, but his face was very calm.

“The son!” Qin Yitian has never seen his son ever be so miserable as this time.

“Don’t worry, it’s okay.” He comforted Qin Yitian, then stretched out his left hand and shook it in the void.

Whoosh!

Wangchuan, who was wandering in the sky, swam quickly and was held by Lu Qingshan.

Afterwards, Lu Qingshan slashed towards the void.

The dazzling sword light flashed, covering his body.

Wangchuan: Blue sky.

The sword of the master.

The rich vitality flowed into his limbs, healing his wounds.

“Come again.” Lu Qingshan grinned and looked at Tianmang with piercing eyes.

Tianmang glanced at Wang Chuan in Lu Qingshan’s hand in surprise, and then suddenly smiled.

“I thought that my biggest gain was you, but it seemed more than just.”

“There are four swords in total, all of which are divine swords. How could there be such a monk in the human race? Who are you?” He sighed again and was curious.

Lu Qingshan did not answer Tianmang’s question, and continued to attack with his sword.

Tianmang’s eyes shrank suddenly, and he didn’t dodge anymore.

He had already figured out the details of Lu Qingshan, and knew that although his strength was far superior to that of the sixth-level monks, and even the seventh-level monks were far inferior to Lu Qingshan, he could never be better than him.

With the cold light shining in the sky, the whole body’s cultivation base suddenly revolved, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

The ancient fierce bird summoned by him once again merged with him, blessing the flesh.

He bullied himself forward and fisted against Lu Qingshan’s dragon bird.

The tip of the needle is to the awn.

Between the two, the sword energy was violent, the gods were in groups, and the gang wind roared.

Hey!

At this time, Tianmang let out a long roar, and the sound wave rolled, rushing to Lu Qingshan, shaking him dizzy and bleeding from his seven orifices.

But this is just a sign

Immediately, there was an indescribable pain in Lu Qingshan’s body, and **** veins appeared on his face, trembling as if to tear his body.

His body shook suddenly, and another big mouthful of blood came out of his mouth.

Tianmang was floating in the air, looking at Lu Qingshan covered in blood, grinning, grinning gloomy, with a strong greed, as if Lu Qingshan was his food, making the scalp numb.

At the same time Lu Qingshan felt cold, the Demon Suppression was held in his hand.

He unreservedly released the Suppressing Demon’s supernatural power, and slashed the strongest sword at Tianmang.

“This sword is really familiar…” Tianmang’s eyes flashed and his expression was solemn, “I must have seen or heard of it somewhere.”

In deep thought, Tianmang raised his right hand, his five fingers shining with golden light, and he shook it fiercely.

In the law domain, the wind was surging suddenly, and a red moon rose in the ocean.

As soon as the red moon appeared, the flames filled it, turning into a fireball and heading towards the town demon landing on Qingshan.

At the moment they collided with each other, the Suppression Demon was unscathed, but the surging divine power erupting from the sword body immediately dissipated.

Of course, the red moon was also extinguished at this moment, became dim and irrelevant, and collapsed.

“The methods are endless. If your cultivation level can be higher, maybe I really can’t do anything to you today, but now…if you can’t, you can’t!” Tianmang was extremely proud.

Lu Qingshan gritted his teeth.

The magical power of Suppressing Demons is more than that.

However, Tianmang is now the body of the human race.

Therefore, Suppression’s most powerful ability to restrain the demons has no effect on Tianmang.

This is the most difficult part of this battle.

His most powerful hole card against the demons was restricted.

boom!

Tianmang came out of the void, stomping on Lu Qingshan, fierce and fierce, like a golden sole, tyrannical and mysterious.

Lu Qingshan moved horizontally like a dragon, avoiding its sharp edge.

But under the law domain, even if there is a small room and dust-free immune to most of the pressure, his speed is still a lot slower than normal.

So he couldn’t completely dodge this kick in a hurry, he could only stop him with a sword.

There was a boom.

His figure was like a cannonball. He was shot down from mid-air, and a deep hole was smashed into the ground. The corner of his mouth was bleeding and he was hit again.

“Are you still here?” Tianmang asked sarcastically, looking at Lu Qingshan, who was swaying and staggering up again.

Lu Qingshan looked cold.

Another dazzling sword light flashed, and the vitality in Wangchuan poured out like a liquid, enveloping his body, accompanied by a scent of orchid like musk.

His scars are fading, and his injuries are getting better.

“It’s resistant to fighting.” Tianmang’s expression was indifferent.

He has mastered the initiative. He can defeat Lu Qingshan once, and naturally he can defeat the second, third, fourth…

Tianmang is not in a hurry, like a cat catching a mouse, testing Lu Qingshan’s bottom line step by step.

He wanted to determine how many abilities Lu Qingshan had, and whether it was worth using a soul-separation to occupy the magpie’s nest by himself.

Lu Qingshan let out a soft cry and lifted off again.

The two rushed together to start another fierce battle.

In the void, the golden light collided with the sword light, dazzling.

The shock caused by the collision between Lu Qingshan and Tianmang smashed the surrounding clouds into terror.

boom!

Lu Qingshan flew out again, with blood stains on his chest, his bones already shattered, and he lost to the power of the sky.

Tianmang was not in a hurry, and slowly attacked Lu Qingshan with his fist, waiting for the next surprise.

He believes that this young sword repairer will definitely have some last tricks to save his life.

“Let me see where your potential will reach.” Tian Mang said in his heart.

…………

This is the most tragic battle that Lu Qingshan has experienced.

As time went on, his whole body was bruised.

Even with Wangchuan’s blue power, his meridians, bones, and five internal organs are still damaged.

The difference in strength between the two sides is too large to be overcome, and Lu Qingshan is worried about his life. If this continues, he will undoubtedly die.

An opponent of Tianmang’s level really made him feel powerless.

The most difficult part of turning defeat into victory is that he doesn’t have enough powerful tricks to bring Tianmang a lore.

Secret Sword: See you tomorrow?

It is indeed effective for the Tianmang Society, but it is definitely not a lore.

After all, Tianmang has eight realms cultivation base.

In addition, he seems to have no tricks that can threaten Tianmang across two levels.

The two spend another thirty strokes.

No matter how bad Lu Qingshan was injured, his life was hanging by a thread.

Wang Chuan’s vitality had already been cut to death by him.

At this time, Tianmang finally didn’t plan to consume it anymore.

“It’s almost time to end,” he said.

“Yeah, it’s almost time to end.” A faint voice sounded.

Lu Qingshan, who had never responded to a word, actually took the call at this moment.

Tianmang frowned and cast his gaze at Lu Qingshan uncertainly.

Lu Qingshan, who was bleeding from Qiqiao and dying, was actually smiling at this moment.

This smile was particularly hideous against the background of blood stains.

Yes, Lu Qingshan does not have any tricks that can cut the enemy across two tiers.

Since there is no one, then create a sword.

Lu Qingshan has seen many swords in this life.

In the end, most of the things that left a deep impression on him were cuts out by god-like figures in Kendo.

Such as Xia Daoyun’s sword, such as Li Qiubai’s sword…

But only not long ago, from an ordinary, ordinary, and even inferior to his cultivation base, Lu Qingshan also saw the original sword that made him amazing.

Sword to nourish qi.

Each sword does not emit sword energy, and it is embedded in the sword body.

In this way, the swords and swords are overlapped, and the more swords are drawn, the more powerful the sword aura in the sword body, until it can no longer support.

Those who know kendo learn from it.

Not only did he learn, Lu Qingshan had to find another way to turn it into his own sword.

Nurturing qi with qi, nurturing momentum with power.

Raise the power of the sword with the power of the sword, and continuously improve the power of his sword style, until Yun gives birth to the power of rushing to the sea and never returning.

Lu Qingshan knew that facing Tianmang, he had only one chance.

Yijian gathers his strongest power and directly destroys Tianmang’s chance.

Because if this sword could not kill Tianmang, Tianmang would never give him a second chance to raise a sword that would kill him.

Before Lu Qingshan decided to fight with his fate, he saw a glimmer of victory.

This opportunity came from Tianmang’s sudden retention of hands.

He could see that Tianmang had lost his intent to kill him.

Lu Qingshan didn’t know what Tianmang thought.

But he knew that this was his only possibility of victory.

He wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of Tianmang’s retention of hands to cultivate a sword that not only surpassed the six levels, but even far surpassed the seven levels.

For this sure-killing sword, Lu Qingshan has been patience and has been accumulating strength.

Even if the situation is always critical, even if he is severely injured, even in the face of Tianman’s ridicule, he has not rushed out, until now.

Up to this moment, the sword power has filled the lake like a flood.

Lu Qingshan laughed loudly, his mind was extremely cheerful, and his thoughts were clear.

He said:

“I have a sword in Lu Qingshan, I learned from the spirit sword to repair Li Si.”

Lu Qingshan held the dragonfinch tightly and swung the dragonfinch sword with the wind blowing at Tianmang.

“This sword, please go to death.”