Chapter 92 Kendo Is the Field of Genius

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There was silence all around.

Ying Jie narrowed his eyes and looked towards the opposite side.

Lu Qingshan held the Suppressing Demon in his hand, and the obsidian-like blade was shining with a dark purple luster.

His eyelids drooped slightly, so he couldn't see his eyes clearly for a moment.

Finally, Lu Qingshan raised his eyelids.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and neither of them missed.

Ying Jie laughed loudly, "You are a sixth grade, want to kill me?"

He actually smiled.

"In the wilderness, all energy is isolated, there is not much difference between the sixth rank and the eighth rank." Lu Qingshan was very calm.

They are now in the wilderness, anyone who dares to use energy will be attacked by the wilderness.

Huang, who could not even be resisted by Demon Killer Wu, for them, there was absolutely no other possibility except death under one blow.

No matter whether it is the eighth-rank demon master or the fifth-level alchemist, if you don't want to seek your own death in the wasteland, all living beings are equal, and you cannot use the spiritual power or demonic energy in your body.

"This is your strategy?" Ying Jie dismissed it, feeling outrageous, "The wasteland is so big, I want to leave, and you still have a way to stop me?"

Lu Qingshan nodded, "It really is."

It was impossible for him not to consider such an obvious flaw.

Ying Jie was taken aback, his heart full of doubts.

"Look back." Lu Qingshan never aimed aimlessly.

He hurriedly looked back, and then his pupils dilated suddenly.

Amidst the haze, a fiery red floating figure appeared.

With a beautiful face and a detached temperament, it makes people feel rippling.

Qin Yitian.

If you usually see such women, Ying Jie will find it pleasing to the eye.

But at this moment, an endless chill sprouted in his heart.

Because it is in the hands of Qin Yutian.

The two sword symbols were shining brightly.

"The lethality of the sword talisman is only rank seven, which is nothing to you as the demon master. You only need to run the god-devil body to block it easily." Lu Qingshan said calmly.

"But the premise of all this is that you can use the magic energy and have a way to activate the god and demon body."

"Otherwise, with your physical body alone, you won't be able to stop a sword talisman with seventh-rank lethality."

"So, either I didn't resist and died under the sword talisman, or I blocked the sword talisman, but because I used the magic energy, I died under Huang's attack." Lu Qingshan laughed.

The color of the Ying interface is cloudy and uncertain.

He didn't know how Yitian Qin appeared.

When he came in, he clearly observed the situation in the barren area carefully, and made sure that there was no one other than Lu Qingshan.

How did this woman hide from his sight?

Ying Jie didn't notice.

Among the randomly scattered weapons all over the ground, the Dragon Sparrow with a fiery red blade stood out.

Unleashing energy-containing attacks from outside the barren area into the barren area will not work.

These energies will be wiped out the moment they enter the wilderness.

This is also the reason why demon cultivators had to venture into the wilderness to attack the wilderness.

Therefore, Lu Qingshan chose to set a foreshadowing in the wilderness in advance.

"If you dare to let her release the sword talisman to attack me, this strong energy fluctuation will also cause Huang to attack, then she will die." Ying Jie gritted his teeth.

His eyes were red, his mood was extremely bitter, and he was very reluctant.

Because, if he were Lu Qingshan, sacrificing a woman to kill himself would definitely be worth it in his opinion.

"Well, you're right." Lu Qingshan nodded.

"So, I didn't intend to kill you with this trick."

"However, if you want to leave the wasteland, then I have no choice but to let her use the sword talisman."

"After all, I can't stop you." Lu Qingshan said helplessly.

Ying Jie breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that they just wanted to force him to stay in the wasteland.

Stupid, stupid!

Obviously there is a way to kill yourself, but you don't use it because you feel sorry for a woman's life?

He thought to himself.

Only a woman's life,

What is it?

But that's okay, if he wasn't so stupid, he would be doomed today.

"Then what do you want?" Ying Jie said.

Lu Qingshan gripped Zhenmo tightly, and pointed the tip of his sword obliquely at Yingjie.

"The sword divides life and death," he said.

"Have you ever thought about it, I am an eighth-rank demon master, and you are just a low-level demon general.

With such a huge gap in cultivation, this is a gap that you absolutely cannot cross.

My god-devil body has long been completed, and my physical body is extremely powerful.

Even if you can't use your cultivation, you still probably won't be able to cause me any harm. " he sneered.

Even if he couldn't use the God Demon Physique, the basic defense of his physical body was absolutely terrifying.

In his opinion, even if a low-level demon general is fully cultivated, he may not be able to break through his physical defense.

Not to mention, Lu Qingshan is still unable to use his cultivation.

"I thought about it." Lu Qingshan said.

Ying Jie's heart shuddered.

Even thinking about it means that Lu Qingshan must have come up with a solution.

Is there any means by which he can break through his physical defense?

In the wilderness, there are only a handful of methods that can be clearly used.

etc!

He suddenly came to his senses, and looked at the suppressing demon with a cold light in Lu Qingshan's hand.

"Is it the magic sword?" His voice became dry.

This is the only possibility.

People in the demon clan only know that the magic sword is extremely powerful, but they don't know what ability it has.

He was lucky enough to experience it today.

"Yes." Lu Qingshan didn't hide anything.

"You are better than the powerful physical body bestowed by the eighth-rank cultivation base, but I have one more sword than you." He said.

"That's fair."

When entering the wasteland, Ying Jie did not summon his own weapons.

And summoning the magic soldiers requires the use of a trace of magic energy.

Therefore, now he can only face Lu Qingshan with bare hands.

"We can talk again." Ying Jie tried to say something more.

"Fighting should look like fighting. It's all up to now, and it's boring to think about something." Lu Qingshan interrupted him.

He calculated so many, just to be able to pull Ying Jie into a fight under relatively fair conditions with him.

As for the intrigue in the battle.

Lu Qingshan didn't think so much.

Because he believed in his own sword and his swordsmanship.

The long sword pointed directly at Yingjie.

In the air, the fighting spirit is getting stronger.

There seems to be the sound of war drums and the smoke of beacons.

Ying Jie stared at Lu Qingshan, and his mind turned for countless times.

Finally, he smiled, "Qing Ge, you are too confident."

He said, "Your idea is very good, my cultivation is higher than yours, so you chose the wasteland as the battle site to restrict my cultivation.

My physical body is extremely powerful, you can rely on the magic sword to solve this problem, and even prevent me from using weapons, smoothing out my advantages. "

"However, you just missed one thing."

With a murderous look, he said, "You have only been born for a hundred years, and I am already nineteen hundred and twenty-seven years old this year."

"Not a hundred years," Qin Yitian, who was silent not far away, heard Ying Jie's words, and said in his heart: "Young master, he is only twenty-two years old this year."

Ying Jie was still going on, and he said seriously: "The time I spent fighting is even longer than your age."

"Why do you think that I, who have experienced many battles, will lose to you, a brat, in a confrontation where I can only use my body and moves to fight?"

His voice became more forceful, and his whole body rose violently.

Ling Lie's killing intent and high-spirited fighting intent rose from Ying Jie's body.

The Demon Race is originally a race that is good at fighting and has no fear of fighting.

"Since you want to fight, then come and fight."

Lu Qingshan stopped talking nonsense and walked with his sword.

The distance between the two was not too long, and at this moment, it shrunk sharply.

Ying Jie concentrated his mind and moved in response to the sound, his body was as light as a swallow, and he flew across the sky.

In terms of speed, he is faster than Lu Qingshan.

Physical defense is the most basic thing, but apart from that, even if he doesn't use magic energy and blood, his strength and speed are actually far superior to ordinary people.

At least it is much faster than Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan didn't panic about this.

He had expected it.

Although Ying Jie's strength and speed surpassed him, under the constraints of the barren domain, it still couldn't exceed a limit, which was within his tolerance range.

Strength and speed, as long as they have not reached the potential of crushing, they can be made up for through skills.

Ying Jie has turned into a ferocious afterimage, and in an instant, it has already rushed in front of Lu Qingshan.

Dozens of fist shadows swung out.

Lu Qingshan also went up with a sword.

The sword light flickered.

His sword is one step ahead of Jie's fist.

because.

The sword is longer.

In a very short time, Zhen Mo found a gap in the continuous shadow of the fist, and slashed at Ying Jie's face.

Ying Jie's heart skipped a beat, his face tensed up, trying to resist the attack.

Under normal circumstances, the thickness of his skin should be sufficient.

However, this time is an exception.

At this moment, the three-foot sword blade was shrouded in blue light, like a hot knife piercing butter, directly cutting into Ying Jie's face.

On his face, which was attacked by the Suppressing Demon Sword, a slanting red mark suddenly appeared.

That is the sword mark.

His physical body is indeed strong.

So under the blade, there was almost no injury, only a red mark appeared.

But after a while, fine drops of blood appeared in the red marks.

Supernatural powers: green steel.

"True damage" that absolutely cannot be completely exempted from.

Ying Jie's fist finally arrived one step behind.

Lu Qingshan blocked the shadow of the fist with his horizontal sword.

It not only draws the sword, but also plays a defensive role.

boom!

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing.

Even though Lu Qingshan blocked him with a horizontal sword, he still retreated backwards, with staggering steps and blood rolling.

Ying Jie's pure physical strength was too strong, and he still had a small upper hand against the demon with his fists.

However, Ying Jie was not feeling well either.

"This?!" He wiped off the blood dripping from his face, feeling a piercing pain on the wound.

Supernatural powers: breaking demons.

100% bonus to the damage done to the demons.

Therefore, the pain at the wound is also very strong.

Both Pomo and Qinggang are passive.

What is passive?

That is the effect that will always exist, even if the demon suppressor has restrained all his divine power at this time, it is the same.

Lu Qingshan didn't speak, and raised his sword again.

With a flick of the Demon Suppressing Sword, the long sword clanged.

It's the town demon expressing his emotions.

"Peel him a melon!"

The irritable little brother suffered a small loss and became even more irritable.

It obviously still remembers the Gua Wazi Ying Jie whom it despised just a few days ago.

"Okay, then cut him." Lu Qingshan comforted him.

Lu Qingshan struck again, three sword lights zigzagged and fell, like a thunderbolt under thick dark clouds, as fast as a thunderbolt in the sky.

Zhanfeng and Qijue.

Without spiritual power, it is impossible to display its power.

But Lu Qingshan has mastered these two moves, so he can use them freely in the moves.

Lu Qingshan hopped like a dragon, his magic suppressing power was overwhelming, and he walked between the shadows of his fists.

Ying Jie sprinted on the ground with his knees at 90 degrees, and his fists hit Lu Qingshan's forehead.

Zhenmo raised from the bottom to the top, and the sword trembled slightly under the blows of the sword and fist.

Woo!

A gust of wind came from Lu Qingshan's ear.

After taking half a step back, Ying Jie moved forward and punched out again.

Even though it had been a long time since he fought and fought only by moves, Ying Jie adapted very quickly.

After nearly 2,000 years of long-term training, his fighting consciousness has indeed reached a terrifying level, and it is definitely not just lip service.

Here, Lu Qingshan's calf twisted, his figure gave way to the shadow of the fist, and Zhenmo swept upwards, gently touching Yingjie's throat.

Ying Jie seemed to be aware of it, and he reached out to grab the sword like a soul, and grabbed the blade directly in his hand.

Lu Qingshan's eyes turned cold, and he swung his sword vigorously.

Blue light reappears.

Blood beads shot out from Ying Jie's hand.

But Ying Jie's trick is not completely meaningless.

Under the pain, although he had no choice but to let go of the left hand that was holding Jianfeng, the other hand had already clenched a fist and blasted at Lu Qingshan.

This punch was extremely powerful, and the wind was shaking, as if it was about to blast Lu Qingshan's head with a punch.

There was no time to dodge in a hurry, Lu Qingshan raised his brows, his Suppressing Demon hands were almost nonchalant, and he withdrew his sword to block.

This punch was extremely violent, with the momentum of collapsing mountains, it hit Lu Qingshan's sword.

First of all, Yingjie was uncomfortable.

How could he feel better about using his fist to forcibly shake the magic weapon to suppress the demon.

A bone-deep scar was clearly visible.

However, Lu Qingshan also suffered a small loss.

The astonishing strength of Yingjie's fist was fed back to his body along Zhenmo's sword, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

The two seemed to be in a tie, or Lu Qingshan had a small advantage.

But Ying Jie showed a sinister smile.

Because his resilience and endurance are still stronger than Lu Qingshan.

Such a swap that seems like a small loss is actually definitely his profit.

It was like two businesses engaged in vicious competition, he lost 1,000 yuan a day, and the other company only lost 800 yuan a day, but he had 10,000 yuan, and Lu Qingshan only had 5,000 yuan.

It is self-evident who will collapse first.

At this point, Ying Jie gradually relaxed.

"I was doubting your identity before, but now I can be sure that you are not Qing Ge, absolutely not." Ying Jie said suddenly.

"How did you see that?" Lu Qingshan was very calm, and even asked curiously.

"Your swordsmanship is at its peak, definitely not what Qing Ge should have at his age," he said.

"Swordsmanship is the most difficult and powerful method of warfare, and it requires the most time and energy."

Lu Qingshan shook his head.

He was not denying Yingjie's speculation about his identity, but regretting Yingjie's knowledge.

But he didn't say much to Ying Jie.

Although his wrists were slightly numb, he had already drawn his sword and struck again, and he took two steps forward with both feet.

Ying Jie's eyes blurred, and it felt like Lu Qingshan's sword was two points faster than before.

"An illusion?"

In the blink of an eye, he couldn't allow him to think too much.

With a tiger roar, he swung his fist out, raising gusts of wind.

Ying Jie is not used to punching, or it can be said that any soldier demon is not used to punching.

They like and are good at using the magic soldiers they bred.

Therefore, Ying Jie, who cannot summon weapons, only has this one move, which cannot be played well.

However, relying on strength and speed, it still forced Lu Qingshan into danger.

Faced with this turbulent attack, Lu Qingshan did not give in at all.

Zhenmo swung out one after another sword shadows, flickering in the fist shadows, like butterflies piercing flowers, looking for flaws and vital points.

However, Ying Jie is also very good at defending. If he is irresistible, he will cross his arms in front of him and use his arm injury to avoid a critical attack.

It is impossible to take advantage of this kind of thrilling fight, one must be willing to be injured.

Ying Jie saw it clearly.

He's really a formidable opponent.

The shadows of the sword and the fist overlap, turning into an impenetrable afterimage.

Lu Qingshan's face was cold and hard, feeling the wave after wave of strength from the Demon Suppressing Sword.

His arms gradually went numb.

There were more and more bloodstains on Ying Jie's arms, gradually turning into bloody hands, dripping with blood.

Although painful and serious, it is not fatal.

Qinggang's real injury, under the current situation, is more like scraping.

It can't be said that it's useless, but if you want to use this to kill Yingjie, who has a cultivation base of the eighth rank, it will definitely take a lot of hard work.

The question is, can Lu Qingshan survive until Ying Jie falls.

The battle seems to have turned into a protracted battle to see who can't hold it first.

But this is the domain of Yingjie.

Lu Qingshan has fallen into a disadvantage.

Ying Jie's eyes gradually brightened.

At this moment, the Demon-Suppressing Sword flicked and stabbed at his throat.

However, Ying Jie had long been used to it, and was about to throw his fist in front of him.

Totally in time.

At most, it's just a little injury.

he thinks.

The long sword flickered suddenly.

Ying Jie's eyes widened, his pupils dilated.

What a fast sword!

What a weird sword!

This sword is the same as before, but somewhat different.

This sword, going forward without hesitation, seemed to fold the space, suddenly crossed a few inches of space out of thin air, and stabbed at his throat.

It was the few inches of space that he crossed, which made him unable to catch up.

Blood flowed with a sword, and blood beads flew out from his throat.

It was his worst injury to date.

Because this time it hurt the vitals.

Qin Yitian stared fixedly at Lu Qingshan, couldn't help showing a smile, and a flash of light quietly flashed in his eyes.

She saw something.

Very strange.

She obviously inherited the talent of the sword master, Lu Qingshan.

The power will be the same as Lu Qingshan.

In other words, her fighting level should be on the same level as Lu Qingshan's.

But many times, watching Lu Qingshan fight, she still feels ashamed.

This is the son, my sword master.

she thinks.

"This is?" Ying Jie seemed to realize something.

In the air, the suffocating killing intent became stronger.

Lu Qingshan's long sword was like a cold light, and he branched out again and again.

One out is three.

This is a higher level of swordsmanship than before.

Lu Qingshan entered, and the three sword lights pressed down

Ying Jie's eyes were bloodshot, his fists flashed, and he blasted at Jian Guang continuously.

"Get out!" he yelled.

But something weird happened again.

The sword light condensed and turned into sword marks, which disappeared in vain.

Ying Jie hit with all his strength, but it didn't hit the ground, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

He staggered a step forward and lowered his fist.

But at this moment, the three scattered sword lights reappeared.

But this time, Ying Jie had no energy left to resist.

boom!

The three sword lights merged into one, turned into substance, showing the true form.

It is the main body of Zhenmo!

Soaring blood!

A sword pierces the heart.

Zhen Mo pierced two inches into the flesh, very close to Ying Jie's heart, and blood spots had already shot out from it.

No one dared to believe that this was a sword style performed entirely by skill without using any spiritual power.

Such sword skills should not exist in the world.

This is as contrary to harmony as the appearance of immortals in the world of martial arts.

But Ying Jie understood.

It was because he understood it that he was shocked to the extreme.

"Blood-stained warfare..." Ying Jie's voice trembled.

This move that Lu Qingshan used was based on the tactics written on the Bloodstained Tactics Tablet.

Because he also comprehended the blood-stained warfare tablet, he was very familiar with it, and he saw the mystery at a glance.

But how is this possible?

He also comprehended the blood-stained warfare tablet a few days earlier than Lu Qingshan.

However, in his opinion, the tactics of warfare are mysterious and unpredictable. According to his estimation, if he wants to gain some preliminary benefits from it and use the secrets of the vast tactics of warfare, it will take at least decades of research and pondering.

For those who can comprehend the vastness of warfare, even if there is a gap in the talent of warfare, it should not be too big.

He firmly believed in it.

However, Lu Qingshan clearly realized the Mangcang tactics three days ago, why is he able to display the moves in it?

In three days, you will be able to get started with Mang Cang's tactics.

Is this reasonable?

This is more than a gap, it is simply the difference between a chick and a swan.

Lu Qingshan ignored Ying Jie's shock.

The purple awn on Zhenmo is faint, the blue light is as bright as autumn water, and the sword shadow is like a silver bottle bursting into water, pouring out, and splashing towards Yingjie.

Ying Jie's heart was flustered. In his line of sight, the sky was full of sword shadows, like thousands of troops and horses, which made people's heart tremble.

In terms of technology, this is already the most gorgeous performance.

What is rare is that on the basis of gorgeousness, it also has unparalleled lethality.

This is the best swordsmanship.

It's beautiful, and it can kill.

Since ancient times, in the mundane arena, there has been a saying that swordsmen are the most romantic.

There has never been a martial art that can combine these two points so well like swordsmanship.

Ying Jie was dazzled and in a trance.

Relying on his instinct, he kept resisting Lu Qingshan's offensive.

But the danger of Lu Qingshan's offensive is increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This forced Ying Jie to accept an unbelievable fact.

Lu Qingshan was using him as a sharpening stone, and in the battle with him, he mastered the wild tactics on the spot.

This is a fact that makes people desperate and loses all fighting spirit.

At this time, Lu Qingshan withdrew his sword.

Ying Jie, who was tired of coping, breathed a sigh of relief.

"The spring breeze returns." Lu Qingshan slowly spit out the word from his mouth.

A gust of wind blows.

Ying Jie felt a coolness coming from his neck.

for a moment.

A head flew up.

Ying Jie was decapitated.

The coolness he sensed was actually Lu Qingshan's sword edge.

There was an expression of disbelief on the head's face.

Lu Qingshan obviously retracted his sword, how did the sword edge appear on his neck?

He couldn't figure it out, and his eyes widened.

This is an extremely sudden kill.

Of course, this is for Yingjie.

Lu Qingshan has been laying the groundwork for a long time in order to cut out this sword.

The vitality of the eighth-rank demon cultivator is too strong. Even if he can't use the god-devil body, he still hasn't died completely even if his head is in a different place.

However, it is only a matter of time.

Lu Qingshan looked cold.

He swung his sword.

Make up.

Long nights and many dreams.

He didn't want to wait any longer.

Facing the incoming sword light, Ying Jie knew that it was a doomsday situation.

Finally, a venomous light flashed in his eyes, and he laughed out loud.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, it's amazing!" Ying Jie was extremely crazy, "A low-level magic general actually killed me. I can't think of such a person in the world!"

Lu Qingshan frowned.

This line doesn't seem like anything good will happen.

really.

"However, you missed one point, that is, no matter what, I can pull you to death together!"

"You can win, but you will always only win miserably!"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Qingshan's sword had already arrived.

Zhenmo was extremely sharp, and the blue light flashed and turned into a frost line, which directly split Yingjie's head in two and exploded into blood mist.

Yingjie...

die!

In the next moment, Lu Qingshan's complexion changed.

Because in the blood mist, a blood arrow shot out.

At the same time, a huge bloody mouth appeared in the void at a speed invisible to the naked eye, swallowing the blood mist that Ying Jie's head had melted into.

Lu Qingshan's eyes blurred.

The blood mist has all disappeared.

This is Huang was alarmed!

This is Ying Jie's final plan.

At the moment when his life was dying, he used his demon energy and used blood as an arrow to attack Lu Qingshan for the last time.

Even if the attack from the eighth-rank demon lord was just on his last breath, it was definitely not something that Lu Qingshan could easily resist.

The problem he is facing now is just like what Ying Jie had to consider when facing the sword talisman.

If you don't use your spiritual power, you will definitely not be able to stop this attack, and you will die.

Using spiritual power, although it can block this attack, it will also startle Huang and die at Huang's hands.

Ten deaths and no life.

At this time, on the ground not far from Lu Qingshan, a mist like ice crystals emerged from a long blue sword.

Then, Gu Yiyi appeared.

She also held a sword talisman in her hand.

Gu Yiyi was ready to activate the sword talisman to stop this attack for Lu Qingshan.

Because, only she could use means in the wilderness without dying.

[Cleansing Soul]: No magical power can destroy the sword forged by the will of the world.

"Gu Yiyi, stop." Lu Qingshan stopped Gu Yiyi from moving.

Wang Chuan will never be destroyed, he can be sure of this.

But Wangchuan is Wangchuan, and Gu Yiyi is Gu Yiyi.

When casting the sword talisman, Gu Yiyi had to leave Wang Chuan's body.

Lu Qingshan is not sure, facing Huang's attack afterwards, whether Gu Yiyi can hide in Wangchuan in time, whether it will also be safe and sound.

He dared not take the risk.

It was also because of this that when he introduced Yingjie into the wasteland, he did not choose to let Gu Yiyi use sword symbols to bombard Yingjie, but dealt with Yingjie by fighting head-on.

Gu Yiyi was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously withdrew his hand.

Gu Yiyi, who is usually a sophomore and pushy, listens to Lu Qingshan most of the time.

Just in such a daze, the blood arrow has already approached Lu Qingshan, directly passing through his chest.

Lu Qingshan is a sword cultivator, not a demon cultivator, and his body is extremely weak.

Under this blow, he has no reason to live.

Gu Yiyi was suddenly dumbfounded.

There was mist in the big eyes, and I almost cried.

The next moment, a gentle voice sounded.

"I'm fine."

Gu Yiyi stared intently in disbelief.

The "Lu Qingshan" who was pierced by the blood arrow suddenly shrank, and finally turned into a small puppet with a blood hole in its heart, and fell from the air.

After falling to the ground, it shattered all of a sudden.

In the original position, Lu Qingshan was unscathed, with a gentle smile on his face.

It's over.

This battle is really dangerous.

he sighed.

This is his final calculation and preparation.

It was given by Taibai Sword Master, a sword puppet who can die once and release the power of teleportation.

Substitute death is passive and will not produce any fluctuations in spiritual power, but the power of teleportation will produce energy changes.

But choose not to send it.

He had already expected that Ying Jie would drag him into the water when he knew he was going to die.

Because if it were him, he would do the same.

Therefore, as long as Ying Jie is in a bad state when he sends out an attack, it will be fine if he cannot perform moves beyond the seven realms of attack.

After all, once the attack exceeds the seventh level, substitute death may not work.

Fortunately, everything is under control.

In this battle, he won a complete victory.

Lu Qingshan focused slightly.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, a bloody symbol has been lit up on the original divine script transformed by the Mangcang Battle Technique.

That is the word "return" in Mang Cang's six words, which is also the mystery of the method of warfare on the bloodstained method of warfare tablet.

When it lights up, it means that "Gui" said he has started.

Gale also has a way back.

The word "return" is actually a fast sword technique in the final analysis.

Its focus is to be fast, so fast that it even crosses space, allowing the impossible-to-hit sword style to forcibly hit.

Ying Jie said that the time he spent fighting was longer than Lu Qingshan's entire life.

This is a fact.

However, what Yingjie was wrong about was...

The improvement of swordsmanship does not necessarily require too much time.

Kendo has always been the domain of geniuses.

And even though there are eight wastes, there are thousands of years, in terms of swordsmanship talent, he is the peak.

His one year is better than others' hundred or thousand years.

Therefore, Lu Qingshan is the final winner.

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