Chapter 95

Jianzong.

Xixiang the old god sat comfortably in the temple.

Recently, he has been in a very good mood.

Suddenly, the old sword cultivator's expression changed, and his eyes flicked to the gate.

A monk was hurrying in through the outer door.

"Li Zixu, could it be that the interrogation has yielded some important results, and you are in such a hurry?" Xi Xiang got up quickly, looked at the young monk who walked in, and realized something, and frowned.

The young man who came in was Li Zixu, the Prison Director Li Zixu, the monk Zhishoulou sent by Daxia to assist Jianzong in interrogating the monks in the underworld.

This person is proficient in interrogation, and his "performance" has been strong in recent decades. He has pried out a lot of information from those monks in the underworld who are not allowed to enter the world.

Li Zixu cupped his hands and said anxiously: "I don't know where your noble sect Lu Qingshan is now?

The news I just got here is that this time the underworld cultivators dispatched a total of two groups of cultivators to trap and kill him, and the cultivators who were captured by Guizong this time are just one of them! "

"What, the thirty-two cultivators from the underworld are just one of the group of underworld monks?!" Xi Xiang's face changed suddenly, and he realized the seriousness of the matter in an instant, "Ask when and where will the second batch of underworld monks plan to attack?" Let's do it, how do we do it?"

Li Zixu showed embarrassment, "Really, you also know that the monks in the underworld do a good job of keeping secrets. I also used some special means to get this news from the leader of Yindu. As for the details, This person also does not know.

As for the remaining 31 underworld monks, they don’t even know that there are two batches of monks on their side..."

One of the important reasons why the underworld monks have been accumulating for so many years is that they have done a good job in keeping information secret.

In terms of information confidentiality, the underworld is a double insurance method.

First of all, set up various methods for his subordinates, so that once they reveal the information of the underworld, they will be fascinated.

But you have a plan and I have a wall ladder, no matter how powerful the method is, it is inevitable that human monks will find a way to break it.

Therefore, the underworld has set up a second insurance method, which is to keep the information that can be regarded as strictly hierarchical in the country confidential-as long as one's subordinates don't know anything, even if they want to leak the secret, what can they leak?

For example, this time, two batches of underworld monks were in charge of the same task, but except for Yindu and Yuan Cang, who were the leaders, who knew a little about the inside story, the remaining thirty-one Xuxu cultivators were all ignorant.

Xixiang paced a few steps in the hall and responded immediately.

He hurriedly sent a sword letter to Lu Qingshan, telling him the shocking news.

As a result, Jianxin was lost forever.

A bad premonition welled up in my heart.

Without hesitation, Xi Xiang hugged Li Zixu and apologized, then quickly left the peak to find Lu Qingshan in person.

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A quarter of an hour later, Jianzong was in charge of Yichuan Peak, where spiritual letters were transferred.

"What, Lu Qingshan left the sect a day ago?!" Xi Xiang's face darkened immediately, "Do you know why he left the sect?"

"It was a spiritual letter from Brother Qingshan Nanyu's family, I don't know the specifics.

But after receiving the spiritual letter, Senior Brother Qingshan left the sect in a hurry, presumably something happened to his family? That's why he hurried back..." The disciple of Yi Chuanfeng saw that his uncle's expression was not right, so he quickly recalled the specific situation and gave his own judgment.

"In this case, a spiritual letter came from the family..." Xi Xiang's face became more and more gloomy.

He was 90% certain in his heart that this must be the second batch of monks from the underworld.

To be honest, he really couldn't understand why the monks in the underworld valued Lu Qingshan so much?

Even though Lu Qingshan is a disciple of his sect that he valued very much, he already felt that it was too exaggerated for the underworld to send out thirty-two cultivators of refining the void just to besiege and kill Lu Qingshan.

But who would have thought that such a big battle would be only half of the manpower dispatched by the underworld?

Thirty-two cultivators who practiced virtual reality come again,

Without him, how would Lu Qingshan survive?

Due to Jianzong's own "Zongmen culture" and the number of people, there has never been a so-called protection theory.

After all, the young eagle will never learn to fly under the protection of the eagle.

However, the situation that Lu Qingshan encountered was obviously beyond the control range, and as a senior of the Sword Sect, he had to rescue him.

Xi Xiang didn't dare to think any more, and immediately sent a message to summon nearly ten Dingxin Peak monks to rush to the southern region together.

 …

 …

Finally, under Yuan Cang's indifferent eyes, Lu Qingshan moved.

With twenty-four bloody sword wounds, he unrelentingly launched the twenty-fifth attack.

Lu Qingshan strode forward, and even staggered a little due to excessive blood loss.

Wangchuan was cold in his hands, but the blood in his body was getting hotter and hotter, and the killing intent in his chest was boiling, ready to burst out.

Lu Qingshan's footsteps became faster and faster, stepping on the ground full of ravines, it sounded like a war drum.

The power of one person is like a torrent of steel with thousands of horses charging.

Lu Qingshan's gaze was like a sword, and he shot at Yuan Cang who was standing still, motionless as a mountain, waiting for his attack.

In the twenty-four previous sword fights, Lu Qingshan's injuries were so serious that he could hang his life in one breath, but Yuan Cang was not injured at all, and he didn't even move an inch.

He did have the confidence and capital not to put Lu Qingshan in his eyes.

Yuan Cang was already in sight.

Lu Qingshan was expressionless, and his aura was at its peak.

His mind quickly moved the green snake true spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness.

A stream of sword energy swam above the Forgotten River, and then exploded.

The green energy of the sword is born, and the sword energy is layered.

A green snake was born out of nowhere.

This is not enough, the killing intent accumulated in Lu Qingshan's body for a long time rushed out like wild horses.

One gas over one gas, murderous gas over static gas.

One intention overlaps another intention, twenty-four layers of killing intentions overlap.

This time, the name of this killing intent is...

Destroy the true meaning!

Between life and death, the Sword Intent of Slaughter, who was only a short step away from being promoted, finally advanced to the True Intent of Destruction at this very moment.

The true meaning of destruction is the ultimate "increasing damage", and it is instantly integrated into the green snake sword energy that is rising against the storm.

The charm of the green snake soared, and scales formed on the snake's body.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Cang, who had been sitting firmly on Mount Tai, couldn't help but frowned, and said to himself: "It's really beyond my expectation..."

For the first time, he felt a slight threat in this Green Snake Sword Qi that merged with sword energy, living beings, the true meaning of destruction, and the power of mountains and seas.

This feeling made him lose his sense of superiority as a cat playing with a mouse, and it also made him lose his patience.

He is not going to play with Lu Qingshan like this anymore.

Anyway, he had enough of it.

This time, it will be Lu Qingshan's last offensive.

He has made up his mind to end this child's play.

However, for now, let's stop this green snake sword energy first.

Yuan Cang's heart moved, and the black sword in his hand suddenly slashed down, and a huge sword gang rushed out like a rainbow.

The sword gang formed by Yuanli has an irresistible power to break the momentum. Even if it faces the green snake sword energy released by Shanglu Qingshan, this green snake sword energy, which can be called divine in skill, is not afraid at all.

It is still the simplest way to drop ten meetings with one force.

Wang Chuan's sword, the Green Snake, was approaching.

The green energy is overwhelming, and it may not be earth-shattering in terms of power, but the courage in it is rare in the world.

When the two sword qi were about to clash, a red figure of Miaoman appeared in the corner of Lu Qingshan's eyes.

Lu Qingshan twitched the corner of his mouth.

Since the first confrontation, when Longque was released, Lu Qingshan changed his sword to Wang Chuan, but he never took back Longque.

That's because Longque has a spirit, and he needs Longque's help at critical times.

To deal with Yuan Cang, there is no need to think about distracting Qin Yitian, because he has to concentrate on his sword moves and dare not be distracted, so that he has a chance to make a comeback.

However, he believed that Yitian Qin would definitely show up when he needed it.

This is the trust and tacit understanding cultivated by the sword master and the natal sword in countless battles side by side.

Yitian...

We have a heart-to-heart connection, don't we?

Qin Yitian waved the sparrow in his hand.

Break the law!

The sword gang formed by Yuan Cang's Yuan force dissipated out of thin air under Qin Yitian's sword.

There was no obstacle in front of the green snake, its sword tongue could not wait to lick Yuan Cang's face.

Yuan Cang's complexion changed suddenly, and he was caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the stunning sword-wielding woman and the collapse of his sword gang.

But even so, Yuan Cang was still confident.

Because, he is a cultivator who transforms gods.

For the first time, a solemn expression flashed in his eyes.

He's really serious.

Whoosh!

A second sword appeared in Yuan Cang's left hand, which had been left empty all along.

His natal sword is actually two!

Yuan Cang raised his left hand slightly, and a strong sword intent of killing was blessed on his left sword, stabbing at the head of the oncoming green snake.

The ferocious green snake was pressed against the forehead by the sword point stabbed by Yuan Cang, shaking all over, trying to move forward, and swallowed Yuan Cang into its belly in one gulp.

Compared with the gigantic Green Snake Sword Qi, Yuan Cang's sword seemed extremely small.

But it was such a small sword, but it happened to be like a sea needle, stopping the green snake three feet in front of him.

At the same time, Yuan Cang poured out a shield of Yuanli all over his body, protecting himself in it.

This is to prevent Yitian from appearing suddenly.

The Yuanli Shield is not a clever defensive method, it is the same thing as the Spiritual Power Shield, it is just the most basic method of using mana, and it is the simplest means of protection.

However, due to the crushing force of Yuanli on spiritual power, even the simplest Yuanli shield cannot be broken by Yuanying monks who have not yet cultivated Yuanli.

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The place in front of Yuan Cang was violently stormy, and the wind brought by the green snake stirred up dust all over the sky.

The huge force above the Green Snake Sword Qi pushed Yuan Cang's figure back a few feet, his legs sank deep into the ground, and the soil and gravel splashed under his feet.

But even so, the Green Snake Sword Qi was still unable to break through Yuan Cang's left-handed sword.

Moreover, the sword energy forming the green snake body is constantly dissipating, and its power is also constantly weakening.

Finally, Yuan Cang's left-handed sword tore the green snake apart.

But at the moment when the green snake disintegrated, Lu Qingshan didn't let out a breath, and actually jumped up again, piercing his forehead with a sharp sword.

"Where did he get the power?!" Yuan Cang felt a little panicked for the first time.

He clearly sensed that Lu Qingshan had exhausted all his strength in the last strike.

This sword that was handed out again, the power in it seems to have been born out of thin air, which is completely unreasonable.

Yuan Cang was terrified and surprised, but Lu Qingshan's face was almost dead calm.

At this moment, his body was burning like a volcano, and the pain was unspeakable.

Secret Sword · Zhentian!

Because, in such a poor state, he chose to overload and cut out the Heaven Suppressing Secret Sword.

Such behavior is tantamount to suicidal.

But Lu Qingshan can no longer care about these things.

If you use the Heaven Suppressing Secret Sword, you may die.

If you don't come out...you will definitely die.

He had no choice.

 …

The son of a daughter does not sit in the hall. In this situation, Yuan Cang still retains the sense of superiority and pride of a cultivator of transformation.

Lu Qingshan is desperate, he is not prepared to put himself in danger.

He could see that Lu Qingshan's sword was the last struggle.

That being the case, why did I fight against him?

If one move is not careful, maybe he will suffer a little injury, why bother?

Just stop it.

As long as he stopped his attack, and Lu Qingshan held his breath, he would collapse, and there was no need for him to make another move.

Yuan Cang thought so, and did so.

The two swords in his hand could have blocked with one sword and attacked with the other, but in the end he chose to cross the two swords in front of him in a full defense.

the other side.

Desperately?

Lu Qingshan was more than desperate, he was swinging his sword with all his might.

Back then in Jitang Temple, after he practiced the Dragon Elephant Mysterious Kung Fu and opened the three hundred and sixty yuan orifice, even though he was only practicing Qi at that time, he had already vaguely felt the life wheel hidden deep in his body.

Now, his cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul Consummation, and his perception of the Life Wheel must be far better than when he was refining Qi, and it is extremely clear.

What is the wheel of life is actually the wheel of human life.

The wheel of life keeps turning, and people are born endlessly.

But one day, once the life wheel stops working, this person will disappear.

Yuan Cang didn't understand where Lu Qingshan's extremely powerful divine power came from when he exhausted all his strength.

This power was not born out of thin air, it was because Lu Qingshan used the supernatural power of the Dragon Elephant Mysterious Art, it is not bad to see a god!

Breaking through the three hundred and sixty Dao Origin Apertures is not bad, allowing Lu Qingshan to dominate the power in his body and gain insight into the subtleties.

This time, what he used was the power of the life wheel that he had seen through.

The invisible, deeply hidden, golden life wheel began to spin rapidly.

Its appearance is like a fast-forwarding clock, and it is also like a fast-rotating millstone.

As the life wheel rotated, streams of blood suddenly overflowed from it, turning into an incomparably powerful force, supporting him to slash this sword.

The first sword to suppress the sky was obtained by Lu Qingshan with his own hundred years of life.

clang!

The two swords in Yuan Cang's hands were immediately bounced off by Lu Qingshan's sword.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from both mouths at the same time.

Yuan Cang looked crazy, looking at Lu Qingshan's pale face even though it was covered with blood, he smiled ferociously.

No matter how ruthless you are, so what?

Didn't I still block it?

Lu Qingshan twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he understood the sarcasm in Yuan Cang's eyes.

So, he stabbed forward again with his right hand holding the sword.

Zhentian, the second sword.

This time, he exchanged two hundred years of life for the second sword.

This sword made the only sword left in Yuan Cang's hand fly away.

But it's not over yet, Zhentian's second sword went forward without hesitation, piercing Yuan Cang's body's last defensive means, Yuanli Protection.

A sunken spot appeared at the junction of the tip of Wangchuan sword in Lu Qingshan's hand and the center of Yuan Cang's eyebrows.

On the shield of Yuanli, Yuanli overflows around the sword tip and keeps thinning.

At the same time, the power in Lu Qingshan's sword was also disappearing rapidly.

After a breath of confrontation, Wang Chuan finally exhausted three inches away from Yuan Cang's eyebrows.

At this moment of life and death, with only blood left on his face, the bloodless Lu Qingshan slowly closed his eyes and swung his sword again.

Zhentian, the third sword.

He exchanged three hundred years of life for the third sword.

Since the first sword was swung...

In Lu Qingshan's heart, he only thought of progress, but no thought of existence, let alone retreat.

If one strike fails, the second strike, the third strike, even the fourth strike, the fifth strike...

Yuanying lives a thousand years, Lu Qingshan is twenty-one this year, he has nine hundred and seventy-nine years of life.

Between life and death, no longer think about life and death.

Today, either I, Lu Qingshan, will die by beheading my lifespan, or you will be beheaded to death by me.

It is better to think about progress than to stop!