This Sword Cultivator Is Too Steady

When Power of Mountains and Seas was set off, Qing Ge squinted his eyes subconsciously, just like an ordinary person looks directly at the sun.

His Royal Highness Qing Ge, who was conscious of winning, finally felt a hint of threat in Lu Qingshan.

The dragon bird is in hand, Wangchuan and Peach Blossom are swaying and circling around Lu Qingshan.

Start!

Lu Qingshan thoughts move.

The two swords of Forget River and Peach Blossom, with a swish sound, turned into two sword lights, one blue as ice and the other jade green as jade, rushing out.

Two flying swords, swimming in the air like a snake like a fish.

Lu Qingshan did not say a word, spit out a clear breath, his whole sword qi rolled, followed along.

"such insignificant ability." Qing Ge sneered, but his heart was awe-inspiring.

He had already felt the formidable power of Lu Qingshan Flying Sword in the previous chasing battle, so he naturally didn't dare to underestimate it.

In this aspect of combat, his quality is still very high.

Qing Ge twisted his sword to accumulate strength, raised his hand with a wave, the speed was as fast as a ghost, and forcibly blocked two Flying Swords.

With two clangs, there were waves of ripples, and the peach blossoms in the Forgotten Chuan came back in vain.

At this time, Lu Qingshan was already bullying his body to keep up.

He is distracted and dual-purposed, holding the sword at once and controlling the sword at the same time.

The offensive of swords and people are connected together, like a continuous tide, one wave after another.

The dragon bird was shining with flames, and slashed in front of Qing Ge's head, with a terrifying explosive force.

The sword qi violently rises on the dragonfinch and is mingled in the flames, just like adding fuel to the fire, so fierce as unimaginable.

Qing Ge complexion slightly changed, I was shocked.

Immediately, a few dark golden hairsprings came out from the black blood in his hand, turning into strands of golden light, connected into a tic-tac-toe, and stopped in front of Lu Qingshan's sword.

chi!

The "Tic Tac Toe" is shaking, and ripples continue.

The sword qi on the dragon bird is constantly spilling behind Lu Qingshan, and the dazzling aura shines against Lu Qingshan's face.

"Cut the wind." Lu Qingshan whispered.

There is no need to use the second sword again, this sword is directly a second sword, and the offensive resumes, and the ground is thundered.

Dazzling.

The two horizontal lines of the "Tic Tac Toe" are finally difficult to overcome the terrifying power of the three swords overlapping each other, turning into little golden light and dispersing.

Following this gap, Lu Qingshan took advantage of the victory and pursued, pressing the Dragon Sparrow Sword forward.

Caught off guard, Qing Ge, who is not mentally prepared, can only raise his empty left hand in a hurry to block the sword with his palm.

Boom!

The palm of the flesh and the blade of the sword clash, but there is no one-sided situation as imagined, but a strange stalemate.

This is the power of Demon Race fleshy body.

Regardless of the palm of his hand, Qing Ge took advantage of the situation and raised his leg.

There is a strong black light flashing out of his legs. He swept his legs towards Lu Qingshan's body, next moment, with a bang. Even if the sword armor body protection was summoned in time, Lu Qingshan's figure was still inverted. Fly out.

He is agile, so even if he is knocked back, he is not recoiled in a straight line, but quickly adjusts his position in the air, and stabilizes his figure after sliding out an elegant half arc. , The attitude is unspeakable and elegant.

The two qi reproduced each other. Here, his figure just retreated, Wangchuan and Taohua immediately relayed, the speed increased sharply, a swallow returned, rounded out a semicircle, and straightly tattooed Qing Ge. Back of head.

The situation is extremely dangerous, at the crucial moment.

I noticed the strange Qing Ge, and can no longer take care of chasing Lu Qingshan.

At this time, on his left hand, a red line suddenly appeared, and blood was leaking from it.

In front of the sharpness of the dragon sparrow, he resisted with his palms. Even though the fleshy body was strong, but after all, he did not reach the Demon Body this realm, so he was inevitably injured.

"Recruit soldiers." Qing Ge, with a pale face, sharpened his eyes, not looking at the horrible to see wound on the palm of his hand, and the whole body was shining with dark golden secret lines.

There are intangibles, the ripples that are invisible to naked eye and divine consciousness are scattered, wrapped on the Wangchuan peach blossom, and immediately turned into an inexplicable force, interfering with the Wangchuan peach blossom Action.

In front of this power, the raging Flying Sword suddenly stiffened, as if being constantly played with by a pair of invisible hands and overturned between applause, the offensive came to an abrupt end.

Seeing this, Qing Ge cried open the mouth and said: "You are indeed much better than the average sword cultivator, and you are also very cunning. Even if you put it in our Demon Race, They are both shocking and stunning generations.

It’s just that you ran into me!"

"an innocent man treasuring a jade ring becomes a criminal, if it weren’t for you Treasure sword, and provoke me several times before, otherwise I might not be able to spare your life today and take you as a slave." Qing Ge lowered his head and glanced at the left palm of drenched with blood, biting his teeth." If I don’t kill you, I swear not to be a man!"

Qing Ge’s cruel words, Lu Qingshan didn’t take seriously at all.

Actually, Qing Ge's "recruiting" divine ability to imprison Peach Blossom and Wangchuan is by no means so easy on the surface.

After all, the connection between the sword cultivator and the Life Source sword has always been intimate and cannot accommodate a third party.

Qing Ge also occupies his Grade 6 realm. With the help of his strength, he can barely suppress Lu Qingshan's Flying Sword.

But even so, I can clearly see that Wang Chuan and Taohua are under the grip of Qing Ge, and they are clamoring in chi chi, trying to get rid of the shackles of Qing Ge, but they are so different. Strength.

"Wake up, wake up." Lu Qingshan in the heart said silently.

"Hey," In the next moment, a slightly confused and sleepy voice suddenly sounded, "Why do you call me..."

Forget Chuan sword intent Chi, Gu Yiyi.

Since entering the Mogao Desert, Gu Yiyi fell into a deep sleep because he did not like Mogao. Even after Lu Qingshan left, he still did not wake up.

Lu Qingshan simply let Gu Yiyi go. After all, Gu Yiyi who was awake was really noisy.

But now, it's time for her to show off.

Bewildered, Gu Yiyi, who just woke up from a deep sleep, felt that there was a big hand who didn't know where it came from, trying to control and play with her.

Gu Yiyi who has not figured out the situation, regardless of the actual situation, directly blows up her hair - except for the sword master Lu Qingshan, she can't accept other people to move her!

The triumphant Qing Ge, complexion greatly changed.

He suddenly realized that Wangchuan, who was originally controlled by his "recruitment" divine ability, had risen suddenly, bursting with a huge force.

Qing Ge sank, and tried his best to promote the divine ability, but he was still unable to suppress Wangchuan's resistance.

The latter just got out of the trap after a short while, squeezing in the air, exposing a vigorous momentum, squeezing the air, bursting thunder, and rushing straight to Qing Ge's eyebrows.

Qing Ge turned pale in fright, too late to escape, so he can only raise his hand again to fight with his palm.

"Can you stop it?" Qing Ge was not sure.

Lu Qingshan's endless methods have made him feel no bottom.

The truth is, it can't be stopped!

Wang Chuan's sword, after an instant, a withered aura lingered.

This is the power of the undead collected and stored by Wangchuan.

The sword of Yellow Springs!

The lifelessness wiped away Qing Ge's flesh and blood, and he kept moving forward, and finally penetrated his entire left palm, and then took advantage of the trend, and the strikes were on Qing Ge's chest.

The huge formidable power directly knocked Qing Ge's figure out of the air.

At this time, Wangchuan's attack came to an abrupt end, circled a semicircle, and turned back.

Qing Ge fell to the ground very embarrassedly, still stumbling after landing.

His feet went an inch deep into the ground, and he slid backward several ten zhang all the way, before stopping his momentum and stabilizing his figure.

Qing Ge, whose face turned pale, couldn't help it until this moment. A mouthful of blood couldn't hold back anyhow, it gushed out of his throat, spurted out, little by little.

At this moment, he found a shadow appeared, covering his body completely.

Qing Ge quickly raised his eyelids slightly, only to see Lu Qingshan holding the dragonfinch, rushing from in midair, using the momentum of the height, to cut his head down at him.

At the same time, Lu Qingshan's extremely indifferent voice came from Qing Ge's ear.

"I wanted to tell you earlier, swords are not what you use!"

Everyone in the world can use swords as soldiers, even Demon Race, the same is true.

But it’s never a sword or something that can be called a sword cultivator.