This Swordsman Is Too Steady

Chapter 91 This Sword, Please Die (Part 2)

Lu Qingshan's body was filled with the power of mountains and seas, which was abundant to a frightening level, and his aura soared.

As a price, thousands of miles are dry.

With the improvement of his cultivation base, the scope of the power of mountains and seas to seize the bite has also become more and more terrifying and wider.

If it is not a last resort, Lu Qingshan is really unwilling to use this supernatural power.

But now he can't control that much.

"Combined!" With the power of mountains and seas as the source of power, Lu Qingshan raised an arm to control the flying sword.

Wang Chuan, Zhen Mo, and Peach Blossoms trembled joyfully, forming a straight line in front of him. The swords were connected end to end, and lined up one by one to form a larger long sword.

"Go!" Lu Qingshan said in a deep voice.

The long sword rushed forward in a single line, and in an instant, it shot at Tianmang on the sky.

Seeing this scene, Tianmang frowned.

With a buzzing sound, a terrifying fluctuation shook, and in his legal domain, in the black ocean, endless black water rolled and enveloped him.

Afterwards, a huge ominous bird emerged from Tianmang's body, manifested from behind him, and suppressed Lu Qingshan with a majestic aura.

At this moment, his aura climbed to a terrifying level.

"Small tricks!" Tianmang snorted coldly.

No matter how endless Lu Qingshan's tricks are, in the face of absolute strength crushing, everything is empty talk.

The next moment, he stretched out his palm and bumped into Lu Qingshan's long sword.

laugh!

Contrary to the slapping palm he had imagined, a heart-piercing pain came from his palm, making the confident Tianmang turn dark and subconsciously looked down.

He saw a long sword lingering with strong demonic energy, and the tip of the sword forced a bloody hole in his palm, dripping with blood.

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

The blue steel supernatural power of suppressing demons forcibly broke through Tianmang's physical defense.

Seeing Lu Qingshan who succeeded in one move, with a thought, the long sword can change infinitely. When the power of suppressing magic is exhausted, Taohua followed closely, and changed to the leading position in an instant.

A mysterious wave spread out, causing the Qi and blood in Tianmang's body to flow stagnantly,

Afterwards, Peach Blossom erupted with power, with a terrifying intention of penetrating, and continued to drive straight into Tianmang's palm along the wound made by Zhenmo.

True meaning of silence!

In just an instant, Tianmang's palm was completely pierced, and the blood spattered, very crystal clear, like blood diamonds.

"What?!" Tianmang exclaimed, his face changed slightly.

Because after piercing through his palm, the long sword changed again, turning to Wang Chuan in front, with undiminished power, it continued to move forward, pointing directly at his chest.

Tianmang fights his fate to transfer mana and activate the legal domain.

Under his full force, the space within the legal domain turned into substance as if solidified, and it also made the three-in-one long sword sink into a swamp, and its speed dropped sharply.

"Go back!" Tianmang seized the opportunity, spread his five fingers, and slapped on the menacing long sword.

Melting into one, the natural flying sword immediately scattered in all directions under his palm.

Tianmang just breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately a light and shadow flashed away in his eyes.

A thunderous roar followed.

In his sight, sword energy burst out, and the energy pierced Changhong.

It turned out that the moment Lu Qingshan controlled the three natal swords to fly out, he quickly lifted up from the ground with a dragon sparrow.

The sword energy around Longquejian's body, and the flames entrenched, gathered to form a billowing earth dragon, pointing directly at Tianmang.

Its rigidity and vigor are far beyond what it was able to match before.

Lu Qingshan moved horizontally at an unbelievably fast speed, turning into a beam of light and shadow, and the sword energy soared up into the sky, piercing the sky.

"Very strong, but you still can't do anything to me." Tianmang said.

Hey!

His animal pet that crossed the sky, the ancient ferocious bird, raised its head to the sky and let out a long cry, flapping its wings, rippling countless ripples, forming a thin film, blocking Lu Qingshan's way forward.

"How dare you say you beat me with just this weight?" Tianmang said with a smirk, his body was even more golden, and he pulled out a mighty frame that was thrown by heaven and man,

With a punch in the air, the strong wind hit Lu Qingshan's sword swiftly and violently.

hum!

Longque was hit right on the head.

As a Taoist weapon, 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 blade of the sword.

The force was unstoppable, making Lu Qingshan's body bend like a bow as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.

Black blood oozes from the corner of Lu Qingshan's mouth.

Tianmang did not let Lu Qingshan go, and launched a crushing attack without mercy.

He was full of arrogance and kept punching out.

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

His figure was constantly being knocked back, and he had been shot dozens of kilometers 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 flowed from his ears, nose and mouth.

Tianmang's methods became more and more brutal.

There was a terrifying wave shaking from his body, and the divine feathers shot out from the sky, turning into golden rain all over the sky. It seemed gorgeous and beautiful, but its lethality was extremely terrifying.

The densely packed golden divine feathers cut off the sky and the earth.

At the same time, with the same movement as Tianmang, the real ancient fierce bird took off its divine feathers in an instant and shot out suddenly.

The god feathers made of energy and the real god feathers are mixed together, forming a golden wave and shooting towards Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan used all his strength to block these golden divine feathers.

The dragon sparrow kept waving in his hand, and the three natal swords circled around his body.

But even with all the means, he only blocked most of the golden divine feathers.

Puff puff!

The three golden solid feathers broke through the encirclement, and also broke through Lu Qingshan's dust-free domain where Lu Qingshan can isolate all magic, and pierced Lu Qingshan's body.

Three translucent blood holes appeared on Lu Qingshan's body.

Blood gushed out of the blood hole.

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

"Can you still move?" Tianmang looked at the scarred Lu Qingshan with a half-smile.

He showed mercy.

Because he took a fancy to Lu Qingshan's body, the three divine feathers missed the point.

Lu Qingshan spat out a mouthful of black blood from his mouth again, but his expression was very calm.

"Young master!" Qin Yutian has never seen his son so miserable like this time.

"Don't worry, it's okay." He comforted Qin Yitian, then stretched out his left hand and held it empty.

Whoosh!

Wang Chuan, who was wandering in the sky, quickly swam over and was held in Lu Qingshan's hands.

Afterwards, Lu Qingshan slashed towards the void.

A dazzling sword light flashed, covering his body.

Wang Chuan: Bi Luo.

Master Sword.

Rich vitality flowed into his limbs and bones, 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, then suddenly smiled.

"I thought that my biggest achievement was you, but it seems not only."

"A total of four swords were produced, and all four are divine swords. How could there be such a monk in the human race? Who are you?" He sighed and was curious.

Lu Qingshan didn't answer Tianmang's question, and continued to attack with his sword.

Tianmang's eyes shrank suddenly, and he didn't dodge any more.

He has already figured out the details of Lu Qingshan, knowing that although his strength is far superior to that of the monks of the sixth realm, even the monks of the seventh realm are far inferior to Lu Qingshan, but it is absolutely impossible to surpass him.

With the cold light shining in Tianmang's eyes, the cultivation base of his whole body suddenly moved, with momentum like a rainbow.

The ancient ferocious bird summoned by him once again merged with him, blessing his body.

He leaned forward and used his fists to fight against Lu Qingshan's Dragon Sparrow.

Needle tip to wheat awn.

Between the two, the sword energy was stirring, the gods were clustered, and the wind howled.

Huh!

At this time, Tianmang let out a long howl, and the sound waves rolled towards Lu Qingshan, making him dizzy and bleeding from his seven orifices.

But it's just a sign

Immediately, an indescribable pain came from Lu Qingshan's body, and veins of blood appeared on his face, trembling, as if to tear his body apart.

His body shook violently, and another mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth.

Tianmang floated in mid-air, looked at Lu Qingshan who was covered in blood, and grinned sinisterly, with a strong sense of greed, as if Lu Qingshan was his food, making one's scalp tingle.

While Lu Qingshan felt a chill in his heart, Zhenmo was held in his hands.

He unleashed his demon-suppressing divine power without reservation, and slashed a powerful sword at Tianmang.

"This sword really looks more and more familiar..." Tianmang's eyes flashed, his expression serious, "I must have seen or heard of it somewhere."

While contemplating, Tianmang raised his right hand, his five fingers shone with golden light, and he squeezed it hard.

There was a sudden storm in the legal domain, and a red moon rose in the ocean.

As soon as the red moon appeared, flames filled the air, turning into a fireball and heading towards Lu Qingshan's demon suppressor.

The moment they collided with each other, Zhenmo was unscathed, but the surging divine power erupted from the sword body dissipated immediately.

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

"There are endless means. If your cultivation can reach a higher level, maybe I really can't do anything to you today, but now... If you can't do it, you can't do it!" Tianmang was extremely proud.

Lu Qingshan clenched his teeth.

The magical power of suppressing demons is more than that.

However, Tianmang is now a human being.

Therefore, the most powerful ability to restrain demons in suppressing demons has no effect on Tianmang.

This is where the battle is most difficult.

His most powerful hole card against the demons was limited.

boom!

Tianmang came from the void, and stepped down on Lu Qingshan, extremely fierce, like a golden sole, powerful and magical.

Lu Qingshan moved sideways, like a dragon, avoiding its edge.

But under the legal domain, even though Dushi Wuchen was immune to most of the pressure, his speed was still much slower than normal.

So he couldn't completely dodge this kick in a hurry, he could only block it with his sword.

bang.

His figure was like a cannonball, he was shot down from mid-air, and a deep hole was smashed on the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he was severely injured again.

"Are you still coming?" Tianmang asked sarcastically, looking at Lu Qingshan who was shaking and getting up again.

Lu Qingshan looked indifferent.

Another dazzling sword light flashed, and the vitality of Wangchuan flowed out like a liquid, enveloping his body, accompanied by a fragrance like orchid and musk deer.

His scars are fading and his injuries are getting better.

"It's durable." Tianmang looked indifferent.

He has already grasped the initiative, if he can defeat Lu Qingshan once, he will naturally be able to defeat him the second time, the third time, the fourth time...

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

He wanted to determine how much ability Lu Qingshan had, and whether it was worth using a split soul to occupy the magpie's nest.

Lu Qingshan yelled softly and lifted off again.

The two rushed together and once again started a fierce battle.

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

The vibrations released by the collision between Lu Qingshan and Tianmang smashed the surrounding clouds, creating a scene of horror.

boom!

Lu Qingshan flew out again, his chest was stained with blood, his bones were broken, and he lost to Tianmang's divine power.

Tianmang was not in a hurry, and slowly punched Lu Qingshan, waiting for the next surprise.

He believes that this young swordsman will definitely have some back moves to press the box to save his life after reaching the end.

"Let me see how far your potential will reach." Tianmang said in his heart.

.........

This was the most tragic battle that Lu Qingshan had ever experienced.

As time went by, he was covered in dark wounds all over his body.

Even with Wang Chuan's Bi Luo power, his meridians, bones, and internal organs were still damaged.

The strength gap between the two sides is too large, it is difficult to overcome, Lu Qingshan's life is in danger, if this continues, he will definitely 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 moves to bring Tianmang a lore.

Secret Sword: See you soon?

It is true that it will be effective against Tianmang, but it will definitely not be a lore.

After all, Tianmang possessed the eight realms of cultivation.

Besides, he didn't seem to have any tricks to threaten Tianmang across two levels.

The two exchanged another thirty moves.

No matter how serious Lu Qingshan's injuries were, his life was already hanging by a thread.

Wang Chuan's vitality had already been cut off by him.

At this time, Tianmang finally didn't plan to spend any more.

"It's almost over," he said.

"Yeah, it's almost time to end." A faint voice sounded.

Lu Qingshan, who had been silent all this time, actually answered at this moment.

Tianmang frowned, and looked at Lu Qingshan in surprise.

Lu Qingshan, who was bleeding from seven orifices and dying, was smiling all over his face at this moment.

Against the backdrop of the bloodstains, this smile looked particularly ferocious.

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

Since there is no one, create a sword.

Lu Qingshan has seen many, many swords in his life.

In the end, most of the things that left a deep impression on him were those cut by god-like figures in the way of swordsmanship.

Like Xia Daoyun's sword, like Li Qiubai's sword...

But not long ago, from an ordinary, mediocre, even inferior to his spiritual sword cultivator, Lu Qingshan also saw an original sword that made him amazed.

Use your sword to nourish your spirit.

Every sword comes out without sending out sword energy, which is contained in the sword body.

In this way, the swords are stacked, the more swords are drawn, the stronger the sword energy in the sword body will be, until there is nothing left to raise.

Those who know the way of swordsmanship should learn it.

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

Raise Qi with Qi, and raise momentum with momentum.

Use the momentum of the sword to cultivate the momentum in the sword, and constantly improve the power of your sword style until you have the momentum of rushing to the sea and never returning.

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

Gathering his strongest strength with one sword, he could directly kill Tianmang's chance.

Because, if this sword can't kill Tianmang, Tianmang will never give him a second chance to raise the sword that will kill him.

Before Lu Qingshan decided to fight with his life, he saw a chance of victory.

This opportunity came from Tianmang's sudden hold back.

He could see that Tianmang seemed to have lost his killing intent towards him.

Lu Qingshan didn't know what Tianmang was thinking.

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

He wanted to take advantage of Tianmang's keeping his hand to cultivate a sword that not only surpassed the level of the sixth realm, but even far surpassed the level of the seventh realm.

For this sure-killing sword, Lu Qingshan has been enduring and accumulating energy.

Even if the situation is often critical, even if he is severely injured, even if he faces all kinds of ridicule from Tianmang, he has not rushed out, until now.

Until now, the sword power has filled the lake like a flood.

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

He said:

"I, Lu Qingshan, have a sword. I learned from the spirit sword and cultivated Li Si."

Lu Qingshan held the Dragon Sparrow tightly, and swung the Dragon Sparrow Sword with the wind-like aura at Tianmang.

"This sword, please die."

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