Chapter 27 Traveling 3,000 Miles in One Body

Even if it is really invincible.

After all, he is only invincible below the ninth level.

It's very simple, and even the semantics seem a bit repetitive. If you put it in Zhiguai, you will inevitably get ridiculed to make up the word count of these two sentences. If you read it carefully, you can figure out a lot of profound meanings.

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

It also represents the 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 and landed next to him, hovering quietly beside him and standing side by side with him.

Purple lightning swam around on the sword, like the sword of an immortal.

Lieque was humming, seeming to express Lu Qingshan's dissatisfaction with only suppressing demons to face the enemy.

Lu Qingshan smiled and said: "It's indispensable for you."

Immediately, he stretched out his left hand and held Lieque.

Lieque, suppressing demons, one on the left hand and one on the right hand.

This is the first time Lu Qingshan holds a sword with both hands.

Holding two swords in hand, Lu Qingshan gently shook the sword flower.

This "shower" that is abused by countless swordsmen in the world can be put on by street acrobats, but Luo Qiantuo's face couldn't help but become more solemn.

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

Lu Qingshan's steps were strange. The distance covered by each step was twice that of the previous step. As he reached the back, his steps became bigger and bigger. They were like a long sweep in the sky, with unstoppable courage and momentum.

This is not unnecessary bluff.

It's not even a desperate fight.

Not yet to this point.

Although Lu Qingshan was injured, he was still a thousand miles away from running out of fuel.

He is still building momentum for himself.

As long as Lu Qingshan is not dead in this battle, no matter how weak he is, Lu Qingshan will not be considered a loser.

On the contrary, the more fights he had with Luo Qiantuo, the stronger his invincibility became.

Being able to fight fiercely with King Shura with the cultivation level of Seven Tribulations Realm, isn't it a kind of invincibility?

The sword energy has not yet bloomed, but the swords of Lie Que and Zhen Mo are already full of lingering and surging spirit.

Heroic, indignant, heroic, decisive.

I have great ambition in my heart, so the sword can be heard to be unfair!

Lu Qingshan held out his two swords with the momentum of lifting a mountain, pointing directly at Luo Qituo.

Without any escape route or flinching, he just hit Luo Qiantuo's body, as tall as a mountain and as ferocious as a demon god, with both men and swords in mind.

These two swords, Daojin Sword Cultivator has the spirit of death but no life.

First, he heard the sound of continuous explosions, and then the two swords separated into two sword energies, and then merged into one, tearing the sky apart with a single line, with a graceful arc.

Luo Qiantuo's face was changing, and he was as arrogant as he was. He didn't hide or evade, and the blood in his body surged instantly, and a faint dragon roar came out.

The Qiang Riding Demon Lord activates the Shura bloodline talent and can be blessed by the power of a heavenly dragon.

As the Shura King, Luo Qiantuo used all his strength to activate the Shura bloodline and could possess the power of three heavenly dragons.

What is ultimate power?

That's it!

With the addition of his bloodline, Luo Qiantuo was like a demon descending from the sky, like the Tai Sui God on earth, who forcibly tore off a piece of cloud energy from the sky, turned it into a spear, and threw it out with a wave of his arm.

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

With a bang, the sword energy first disintegrated, and then Lu Qingshan's body flew out, sliding three thousand feet in the air before stopping.

When Lu Qingshan stabilized his body, it was visible to the naked eye that his sword-holding arms were shaking slightly, and his chest was even more bloody, with a very deep wound appearing.

The spear made from the clouds in Luo Qiantuo's hand was still there, but its momentum was slightly reduced.

He sneered.

Even though Lu Qingshan has mastered all kinds of sword skills in the world, turned decay into magic, reached the pinnacle of his skills, and even transformed his will into sword energy, he is ultimately not strong enough and unable to stand on an equal footing with him.

If the skill is deep enough, four ounces can move a thousand pounds, then Luo Qiantuo can move ten thousand pounds, which cannot be moved by four ounces.

But before he could be proud for a moment, there was a rumble, and without warning, a purple thunderbolt appeared out of nowhere, pierced the sky, fell from the sky, and struck Luo Qituo.

Even though Luo Qiantuo was used to the world, he was shocked by this sudden thunder disaster.

Of course, I was just shocked.

In the state of the god-demonic body, demonic energy wanders around the body surface. When the calamity thunder strikes, a black snake with demonic energy immediately floats out, pounces on the calamity thunder, and dies with it.

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

Lu Qingshan still didn't answer, but the purple intention on the Lieque Sword in his left hand became a little stronger at this moment.

[Return to Disaster]: When the sword master is fighting with the sword between Lieque, he can attract thunder from the sky to assist the sword master in attacking the enemy.

The longer the battle lasts, the more frequently the Tribulation Thunder is triggered.

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

This is the seven-nine catastrophe caused by returning home.

The seven-nine tribulations of the Great Perfection.

Even King Shura cannot completely ignore its power.

This is just the beginning.

It's just a thunderbolt.

If the battle lasts long enough, it is not impossible to recreate the vast thunder sea when he passed through the seven or nine heavenly tribulations.

His mentality had changed from joking at the beginning to surprise later to seriousness now. Luo Qiantuo looked at Lu Qingshan carefully and said seriously: "Although I am very interested in what other tricks you have, my intuition tells me For me, killing you as soon as possible is the right choice."

"I'm not dead, not because you don't want to kill me, but because you can't." Lu Qingshan pursed his lips and replied for the first time, "Then I'll let you see enough."

After the words fell, in the purple-gold sword field, behind Lu Qingshan, a long sword quietly appeared.

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

Long swords, short swords, ancient swords and new swords, and 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 he had hidden in the sword domain, emerged one by one, swimming behind him.

There are two hundred thousand swords behind the sword cultivator. There is no bigger backer in the world, so how can he be afraid?

A smile appeared on Lu Qingshan's face and he whispered: "Let's go!"

Then, he took the lead and moved forward, charging towards Luo Qituo for an unknown number of times.

Behind him, the 200,000 swords were still emerging. The swords were connected end to end, and the swords were connected to each other. They converged into a long hanging sword that was thousands of feet long. In an instant, it shot out of the air. Lu Qingshan hit Luo Qiantuo first!

The long sword connects to the sky and the earth, one line at a time.

When the long sword was about to arrive, Luo Qiantuo jumped forward, stretched out a palm, and hit the tip of the suspended long sword composed of thousands of swords.

The heaven and earth shook.

The one hundred and eight swords that formed the long sword in the air were all shattered inch by inch under Luo Qituo's palm, and then scattered in all directions.

Just like a heavy rain falling from the sky, there was a violent crackling sound, and the remains of the famous sword hit the ground like soybean-sized raindrops, stirring up dust.

The ground beneath the two of them was suddenly filled with blade fragments, either straight or inclined, and they were buried three-thirds of the way into the earth.

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

This 109th sword is named Manjianghong.

The Manjianghong pierced Luo Qiantuo's palm, and then lost its strength and fell downwards. The tip of the sword penetrated the ground, diagonally inserted into the cracked earth.

Blood instantly flowed all over Luo Qiantuo's palms.

The famous sword in the sword-washing pool is full of river red, and is given to Luo Qiantuo full of red palms!

Seeing that he had gained a rare advantage, Lu Qingshan took another step forward and swung his sword.

In an instant, the columns in his left hand changed, purple electricity lingered, and the demon-suppressing force in his right hand exploded, and the demonic energy overflowed.

The sword energy bursts out, and the energy penetrates the rainbow.

The purple electricity intertwined with the demonic energy, turning into a green snake of sword energy as thick as a dragon, rushing straight into Luo Qiantuo's face.

The latter's eyes were about to burst, he opened his big blood-stained hands and slapped the menacing green snake with sword energy hard.

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

In an instant, Luo Qiantuo was blown backwards and an invisible shadow flashed towards Luo Qiantuo's eyebrows.

Fuyao!

One move after another, airtight and impossible to guard against!

Luo Qiantuo's five senses sensed the danger, but he had no time to react.

It was as if an unprecedented big explosion had occurred between his eyebrows, demonic energy overflowed, and a sunken hole appeared.

Then the blood bloomed, like a sad and beautiful lotus, flowing down the river, blurring his face, making it look extremely bloody.

The next moment, Luo Qiantuo stretched out his left hand, covered his face, wiped away the blood, and revealed an indifferent look.

He looked expressionlessly at Lu Qingshan, who had taken advantage of the troubled times and was destined to become the master of the Sword Sect.

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

At this moment, there was only the cold murderous intention in his heart.

Thousands of words turned into one sentence.

This child cannot be kept.

Therefore, Luo Qiantuo, who had been extremely talkative since the battle, stopped talking at this moment and just stepped out.

A tangible footwell actually appeared under Luo Qituo's feet in the void.

This is truly walking in the air.

The offense and defense switch, this time, Luo Qiantuo attacks and Lu Qingshan defends!

There are 200,000 swords behind him. After just losing 109 swords, there are still countless swords.

At the same time as Lu Qingshan's body flew by, a group of swords were like snakes biting their tails. There were more than a thousand swords surrounding Lu Qingshan's body, turning gently.

Luo Qiantuo arrived in an instant.

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

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

A Shura knife, a blood whip covered with poisonous stings, a heart-breaking diamond, and a heavy hammer.

At the same time, Luo Qiantuo's body was filled with bursts of heavenly dragon sounds, deafening.

He punched out quickly and violently.

The more than a thousand famous swords that were as fast as lightning were smashed into powder by the strange weapons transformed by Luo Qiantuo's four arms.

You must know that these long swords, which were smashed by Luo Qiantuo like toys, would be worth a lot of money in the outside world. They can be regarded as family inheritance treasures. Now in the battle between the two, they turned out to be more powerful than others. Consumables are not worth much yet.

Is this more than life-threatening?

What a waste of money!

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

Full of murderous intent and without any intention of holding back, Luo Qiantuo continued to charge forward with lightning speed.

Knives, whips, drills, and hammers struck at Lu Qingshan's neck, eyebrows, chest, and head, causing bursts of sonic booms that made one's scalp numb.

Lu Qingshan was awestruck.

Fighting against a being like King Shura, every fight is extremely dangerous, because with the power of King Shura, he cannot make even one mistake.

Even just once was enough to make Lu Qingshan die without a burial place.

He silently recited the word "Ju" in his heart.

Another thousand and two hundred swords appeared, stopped in the air, and formed a pool of swords. All sword tips pointed forward, pointing directly at Luo Qituo.

Another seven hundred swordsmen appeared behind Luo Qiantuo and crashed into his back.

Luo Qiantuo didn't care and kept punching from the beginning to the end.

The space between the two people was as noisy as a tsunami, like a landslide, gathering and dispersing in an unpredictable manner.

In the space of an inch, everything was turned upside down.

One thousand two hundred swords, like exquisite porcelain, are cracked and broken, which is extremely frightening.

During this period, the sharp tip of the Seven Hundred Sword kept hitting Luo Qiantuo's back.

The clanging sound of the flying swords was like a yellow bell, and the sound resounded throughout the world, followed by the sound of the famous sword breaking, the sound was as loud as a mountain collapsing and the earth cracking.

In just a few seconds, the two hundred thousand swords had already gone to three thousand swords.

From this point of view, two hundred thousand swords seemed to be nothing in this indescribable cross-border battle.

Luo Qiantuo smashed the incoming sword pool with one punch, and at the same time swept Lu Qingshan with a whip kick.

It couldn't be called a leg, it was more like a mountain pillar, smashing into Lu Qingshan.

Even though Lu Qingshan had 200,000 swords to rely on, he didn't dare to resist the whip kick completely. He silently recited the word "Gui" in his mouth, used the secret word "Gui", and in the blink of an eye, his figure had already moved sideways.

Luo Qiantuo's sharp edge was revealed, his Qi flowed hundreds of miles, and the blood whip, which was the longest among the four weapons transformed by his arms, was swung out, like a dazzling rainbow light, towards Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan's swords were spread horizontally.

The blood whip hit Lu Qingshan's swords, and the force was transmitted to Lu Qingshan through the sword body, causing his body to fly backwards in the air, his steps staggering, his lips moved slightly, and blood flowed out.

Luo Qiantuo had a sneer on his face, not giving Lu Qingshan another chance to breathe. He stepped forward, and the Shura knife was already slashing towards Lu Qingshan's Tianling Gai.

Lu Qingshan didn't take a breath, and the movement of his magic power temporarily stagnated - this breath is different from mortal breathing, but equally important.

Every breath is the biggest story in life.

Just like running, if you don't take a breath, you will fall to the ground from exhaustion within a few steps.

The same is true in combat. If you don't get a chance to breathe, your magic power won't work smoothly.

This was the most dangerous fight between Lu Qingshan and Luo Qiantuo so far.

Even if he parried Luo Qiantuo's attack with all his strength, Lu Qingshan would still be injured. Now that his breath is not smooth and his mana cannot be raised, how can he remain unharmed in the face of Luo Qiantuo's fierce offensive?

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

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

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

It was lightning, a divine punishment, a brilliance that was infinitely close to forty times the ninth-level combat power, shocking the past and present, and showing its utmost power.

Luo Qiantuo's combat power has not reached forty times the ninth level!

At this moment, his expression changed, and he felt an unprecedented sense of life and death.

Therefore, his inevitable winning attack suddenly stopped and turned into an all-out defensive posture.

The world seemed to be at a standstill.

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

It’s not a retreat of a hundred feet, nor a retreat of a thousand feet, but a retreat of ten thousand feet!

After retreating 20,000 feet in a row, Heavenly Punishment finally dissipated all its divine power.

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

His steps were light and shaky, and there were countless tiny wounds on the body of the god and demon, and drops of blood were slowly oozing out from them.

The ultimate power of Heaven's Punishment taught Luo Qiantuo a profound lesson.

Luo Qiantuo himself did not expect that the majestic Shura King, the embodiment of ultimate power, would be defeated by someone else.

He raised his head and looked at Lu Qingshan who was 20,000 feet away. He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but the result was that he stopped there.

Because, from the beginning to the end, Lu Qingshan, who had been determined to fight him to death, showed a strange smile on his face, and actually rose up with his sword, turned into a rainbow light, turned around and walked towards the depths of the wilderness.

Is this an escape? !

"Where are you running from!" Luo Qiantuo roared angrily and jumped to catch up without hesitation.

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

No.

It's a fight.

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

In the fierce battle just now, the power of the mountains and seas that Lu Qingshan had previously obtained through the Mountain and Sea Dao Technique had been exhausted, and his own mana had also been reduced by 10%.

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

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

However, this area has long been desolate after being devoured by the Mountain and Sea Dao Dharma, and can no longer provide Lu Qingshan with the power of the mountains and seas.

He must find another battlefield.

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

Traveled three thousand miles in one journey.