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Chapter 30(2/2)

Occupation: Swordsman

Kung Fu: [Qi-Entraining Technique] Lv10 (max!)/[Soul-Living Sutra] Lv16 (2000/3600)

Level: Foundation Building

Attributes: Strength 22,???,???

HP:?(serious injury)

Spiritual power value:??

Skill:????,???,???......

talent:???

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This is a sword cultivator with a total level of 26 and has reached the late stage of foundation building.

The moment he saw the attributes on the Crying Soul Realm's panel, Lu Qingshan made up his mind.

He wants to kill this crying soul master.

One is for the huge experience given by the foundation-building monks.

Secondly, at this moment, the Soul-Crying Master actually appeared here. Lu Qingshan felt that if he left the Soul-Crying Master in front of him, he would definitely gain something great.

Three, and the most important point.

He wants to kill!

In Zi Ku Mansion, after seeing the many female cauldrons being raised by the Crying Soul Master in the small building, he aroused the intention to kill the Crying Soul Master.

Lu Qingshan warned King Xishu.

At the same time, he pretended to be an ordinary passerby and casually approached the crying soul master.

It's within attack range.

Lu Qingshan took out the peach wood sword from the storage bag.

Use all your strength to activate all the thunder power stored in the peach wood sword.

A thick purple-green sword light flew towards the crying soul master.

The crying soul master hurriedly changed his clothes, disguised himself as an ordinary monk, and was preparing to quietly go to a secret stronghold of the underworld in Yuanshan City.

Unexpectedly, I was walking fine on the road when I was suddenly attacked inexplicably.

Crying Soul Master felt a chill in his heart, thinking that he had been discovered.

But he still subconsciously used his natal sword to come out from his dantian and slash towards the oncoming sword light.

Effortlessly, the purple-green sword light was instantly defeated by the flying sword of the crying soul master.

Only then did Master Crying Soul notice that the person who attacked him was just an extremely young boy.

A monk at the eighth level of Qi refining?

The real person crying soul felt confused.

But when he saw Lu Qingshan holding a mahogany sword, he looked as if he was going to be reckless.

Although it seems a bit ridiculous - who gave you the courage?

But he didn't want to think too much about anything else. With a thought in his mind, after defeating the thunder sword light, Feijian then attacked Lu Qingshan.

Qi refining monk, he only needs the most common flying sword attack to kill him instantly.

Lu Qingshan's body shimmered with light.

The [golden light shield] of the golden ring magic weapon is triggered!

"Now!" Lu Qingshan shouted.

King West Rat understands.

[Lost Soul Technique]!

It's just a level 1 [Lost Soul Technique]. Even if the soul-crying master is unprepared, the effect is not strong.

Under the effect of the Lost Soul Technique, the Soul-Weeping Master was only stunned for an extremely short period of time, less than a breath.

But for Lu Qingshan, this time was enough.

Lu Qingshan let go of his hand, and the Taomu Sword left his hand, and then he grabbed the Weeping Soul Sword that was about to hit his face!

When Master Crying Soul came back to his soul, he felt a little ridiculous when he saw this situation.

The Weeping Soul Sword is his destiny sword. If Lu Qingshan wants to disarm him like this, the swordsman will repair a woolen sword!

Don't you see, in order to seize Qi Yuan's Tianji mirror, the underworld has to use soldiers and beasts to cut off the connection between Qi Yuan and the Tianji mirror, and thus seize the mirror.

As for sword cultivators, the relationship between cultivating one's own sword and one's own sword is countless times greater.

With a thought in his mind, the Crying Soul Master prepared to control the Crying Soul Sword to slash directly at Lu Qingshan.

but!

The crying soul master couldn't help but stiffen.

The Weeping Soul Sword, which has always been driven like an arm, is now like being stuck in a swamp, and it is extremely obscure to control!

The Crying Soul Master is preparing to intensify his efforts.

But it's too late.

The edge of the sword is sharp.

A dazzling cold light flashed in front of the eyes of the crying soul master.

Lu Qingshan held the Weeping Soul Sword and slashed the face of the Weeping Soul Master with one strike.
Chapter completed!
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