Chapter 133 Sword Sect, I Am There, so I Am Here

Lu Qingshan once again embarked on the journey back east.

But compared to the last time, this time he was more determined and had a clear goal.

Although this area is already in a precarious situation, like a ship in the ocean, it may be destroyed by the waves at any time.

But now, Lu Qingshan has seen the coastline that represents hope.

He believed that both the human race and the Sword Sect would definitely win the final victory.

After a journey that was not considered a trek, Lu Qingshan finally arrived outside Niujiao City again.

Niujiao City, which originally had a tidal wave of demonic armies, has long since been emptied of demons.

Lu Qingshan stood quietly outside the city.

It was here that Ning Fengchen led the Sword Sect's most elite 739 sword cultivators to die generously.

Not only Lu Qingshan, but also in the memory of many monks in the world, this is the first time that the so-called invincible swordsman of the Sword Sect has suffered such a heavy blow.

Qin Yitian glanced at Lu Qingshan worriedly.

There was nothing strange about the expression on his face.

But Qin Yitian noticed that Lu Qingshan's hand was clenched for no reason.

He held it very tightly, his knuckles turned white, revealing his more depressed and tense mood than anyone else.

"I'm going to take a trip south."

Finally, Lu Qingshan could no longer control his emotions and proposed to go south.

He used a discussion tone, as if he would not go as long as Qin Yitian disagreed.

Qin Yitian knew where Lu Qingshan was going.

Horseshoe City, and Hutou City.

As Lu Qingshan said, by now, these two cities have been destroyed no matter what.

And one month is a lot less time, but not a lot more time. It should be a race against time.

Therefore, Lu Qingshan rushed over at this time and could not save anything. Apart from wasting precious time, there would be no meaning.

But sometimes, just because something is meaningless doesn't mean it's not worth doing.

For many things, even if you already know the answer in your heart, you always have to see the answer with your own eyes before you can give up completely.

Because I care, that's why.

The young master is very unusual, but in this regard, he is not much different from ordinary people.

Qin Yitian understood Lu Qingshan, so she said: "Then let's go, young master."

........

Hutou City is right in front of you.

In the desolate wilderness, there is a majestic but scarred city.

Lu Qingshan's sword stopped outside the city and he didn't dare to approach.

Before that, he had already been to Horseshoe City.

The answer was just as Lu Qingshan thought, without much difference.

Lu Qingshan was silent outside the city for a long time.

"Sir, let's go in and take a look. I'll wait for you outside." Qin Yitian had some complicated emotions on his face.

Lu Qingshan finally nodded slowly, turned into a stream of light again, and entered Hutou City.

The city is very quiet.

A gust of wind blew by.

Ash fell on the city wall.

Lu Qingshan's eyes subconsciously scanned the city wall, and then paused.

Immediately, his figure fell to the side.

The city wall was covered with dense sword marks, like a messy painting.

Lu Qingshan stretched out his hand and pressed it against the city wall.

His fingers gently stroked the mottled sword marks on the city wall.

Three points into the stone, but the city wall was not destroyed. The sword energy was no longer there, but the sharpness could still be felt, as if what he was touching was not the sword mark, but the cold blade.

Lu Qingshan sighed softly in his heart.

The battle site was thousands of feet high in the sky, but the sword energy traveled such a long distance, leaving such sword marks on the city wall.

The only person in Hutou City who can display such sword energy is Gu Qiu.

Lu Qingshan's eyes lingered on these dense sword marks for a long time, as if he could see what kind of fierce battle had happened here before.

His eyes and mind followed the sword marks, and the mottled sword marks gradually separated and changed in Lu Qingshan's eyes.

The sword marks glowing with a faint cold light were broken down into dense filaments, which were constantly rotating according to a certain pattern in Lu Qingshan's field of vision.

Lu Qingshan's mind began to wander.

Those sword marks were not only reflected in his eyes, they were even gradually imprinted in his sea of ​​consciousness, turning into some kind of substantial existence.

Finally, the sword mark turned into a black blooming lotus.

The flower did not bloom in his eyes.

A flower bloomed in Lu Qingshan's heart.

At this moment, Lu Qingshan had some strange feeling.

This feeling is very vague. He can feel that he has clearly undergone some transformation, but it is difficult to figure out where this transformation occurred.

No matter what happened, Lu Qingshan could sense that there was a Qi growing in his heart at this moment.

"Ancient Peak Master..." Lu Qingshan's hand still rested on one of the sword marks.

The sword intent contained in those sword marks was so proud, how could he be allowed to just be dull?

So, Lu Qingshan walked to the city gate a few steps away, stretched out his hand and pushed it.

The already dilapidated city gate responded and smoke and dust dispersed.

He stepped out, walked out of Hutou City, and walked out of the cocoon he had made.

Lu Qingshan's expression was still calm, but his clenched hands finally loosened.

"Sir," Qin Yitian descended from the sky and landed next to Lu Qingshan. He hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask, "What's going on inside?"

She knew Lu Qingshan too well, so she could immediately see that although Lu Qingshan remained unchanged on the surface, his spirit and spirit were completely different from before.

"There's nothing inside." Lu Qingshan whispered.

“I don’t know how many sword cultivators from the Sword Sect were buried here.

Maybe just like Oxhorn City, the entire army was wiped out.

It might be better than Niujiao City. In the end, the ancient peak master led his people to successfully break through, and many people saved their lives. "

"That young master..." Qin Yitian wanted to ask why Lu Qingshan suddenly changed.

Whoosh!

With a thought in his mind, Lu Qingshan summoned the dragon bird and stood up with his sword.

"Yitian."

With every step he took upward, his momentum increased.

"No matter how beautiful the building is, it will eventually turn into ruins. The same is true for everything in the world."

"The same goes for Sword Sect."

"But so what?"

"As long as I am alive for one day, Sword Sect will never be reduced to ruins." Lu Qingshan said sincerely.

Qin Yitian was stunned for a moment, looked up at the slender young figure, then laughed and followed quickly.

.........

Lu Qingshan was flying in the air as fast as lightning, moving forward.

One city after another appeared in front of his eyes and disappeared behind him.

These cities, like Horse Shoe, Niujiao and Hutou City, have completely turned into empty cities without a single person.

The horrific destruction caused by the demon army appeared one after another before Lu Qingshan's eyes, making his heart grow colder.

Another half day passed.

The Dome City appeared in front of Lu Qingshan.

Dome City, once the capital of Youzhou and later the "wartime command center", was also the goal of Lu Qingshan's trip.

The Dome City, which was once crowded with people, is now empty.

The city gate was wide open, and there was no one in the huge city.

Lu Qingshan had already foreseen this scene, his heart was still cold, but his movements were very fast, and he flew straight into a mansion in the dome city.