The low-level monk Lu Qingshan calls is actually not low at all compared to his cultivation level.

The lowest among the formation monks is the Jindan cultivation level, and the highest is even seven Nascent Soul monks.

But Lu Qingshan had the confidence to say this.

Because if there is another person in the Three Realms list under the yellow list, he will definitely be at the top of the list.

He has the strength to rise above the ranks and defeat ordinary weaklings.

After making those bold words, Lu Qingshan's eyes turned cold, and a bit of blue light shot out of his body.

It is the peach blossom, a middle-grade heavenly artifact.

The moment the flying sword was released, Lu Qingshan activated Peach Blossom's immortal magical power, converting Peach Blossom's default wood attribute into water attribute.

The flames on the dragon bird, a Taoist weapon, surged.

Generally speaking, defensive spells that restrain fire spells will be restrained when faced with water attacks, and vice versa.

Dragon Bird Fire, Peach Blossom Water, perfect restraint covers most of the monk's defense methods.

With the two flying swords, supported by the prototype of the immortal true meaning and the killing sword intention, the dragon bird squinted at twenty-five times the speed of sound, and Taohua was also invincible with the force of the sword's thunderous sound.

There was a cold light flashing on both flying swords.

That is the power that comes from the penetrating sword intention of Nirvana.

The Nirvana Penetrating Sword Intent is not as direct as the Killing Sword Intent in increasing the power of the flying sword. Its power is more reflected in its sharpness.

The sharpness that destroys all defenses.

It has great restraint against all defensive spells.

The two flying swords were like ghosts and phantoms, constantly moving through the group of monks, sweeping back and forth.

"The leader of the Seven Realms Discourse, Lu Qingshan!" The master of Jiuyou Palace glanced at Lu Qingshan from the corner of his eye.

When Lu Qingshan's two flying swords came out at the same time, he realized Lu Qingshan's true identity.

A single peach blossom handle is fine, but the Dragon Bird Sword is so magnificent that it is a rare sword in the world.

Ever since Lu Qingshan sacrificed the dragon bird in the final battle of the Seven Realms Discourse, this sword of supreme power has been deeply imprinted in the hearts of the monks and has become Lu Qingshan's symbol.

As a person from the underworld, how could he not know this information?

Who would have thought that just one willing fishermen would catch two big fish.

Lu Qingshan and Ji Chuan might as well regard these two as the two future peak masters of the Sword Sect.

If these two proud men of heaven could be killed in this small burial ridge today, what a great achievement it would be!

"Big harvest, big harvest!" The voice of the master of Jiuyou Palace became more and more vicious, and he kept muttering.

"You dare to be distracted?" Ji Chuanyao saw the master of Jiuyou Hall show a dazed posture for a moment, and sneered, already bullying him.

He waved the green waist in his hand, and the sword energy was hundreds of feet long. Nearly a hundred sword energy were like dragons, whizzing back and forth, resisting the attacks of Jiuyou Palace Master and Hei Luo.

Wherever the sword energy passes, the five elements evolve,

call out!

At this time, Ji Chuan's mind moved, and a water-colored sword light streaked across the sky, leaving a trace in the void that lingered for a long time. The twisted sword marks slashed towards Heiro, whose body size skyrocketed, like a giant.

Feeling the fatal threat, Hei Luo felt terrified in his heart. Endless blood energy surged up in his hands and he blocked it in front of him.

But the mighty water-colored sword, as if it had the power to cut off a river, fiercely broke through his hands that were trying to block him, wiped out the overwhelming blood, and stabbed him in the chest.

boom!

Heiro's huge body flew backwards directly under the impact of the sword.

He first flew backwards for tens of feet, then paused and stepped on the ground continuously for several feet, leaving ravines and causing dust all over the sky before stopping.

On Hei Luo's blood demon incarnation, the originally scarlet and rich blood energy had long since dissipated, and a huge gap was cut in the chest, with a large amount of blood flowing out, which was ferocious and terrifying.

Hei Luo's expression darkened slightly, and within his body, blood surged up again, covering the wound.

Under the influence of the power of Tao Seed, the frightening gap quickly grew new flesh and healed in a trend visible to the naked eye.

The power of the blood energy artistic conception uses blood energy to restore one's own injuries.

Ji Chuan here didn't take it seriously. After knocking back Heiluo with one sword, he struck out again with a sword in the air, and a ray of flame appeared out of thin air in the water-colored sword light.

Water and fire are compatible, and the sword blooms like a lotus.

At the tip of the sword, a gorgeous water and fire lotus blossoms. The sword light is the petals and the sword energy is the core, blooming with the power of the water and fire artistic conception.

In mid-air, the sword style was as tight and seamless as water, without leakage, and there was the bursting noise of fire, and the lotus waved by.

The master of Jiuyou Palace, who faced Ji Chuan's offensive, had already sacrificed his magical weapon.

A black whip filled with the poison of the netherworld.

Facing this water and fire lotus, the master of Jiuyou Hall fell silent, and the black whip, filled with a bone-deep chill, swept towards the water and fire lotus.

Wow!

After the water and fire lotus was swept by the black whip of the Master of Jiuyou Palace, frost suddenly rose and it froze, turning into an ice sculpture.

The master of Jiuyou Hall was just relieved when he saw the flame part of the lotus among the ice sculptures and above the lotus suddenly flashing a dense red light, as if something was brewing.

But only after one breath.

boom!

There was an earth-shattering explosion, red light burst out from the sky with scorching meaning, and the entire ice sculpture suddenly exploded into pieces.

Hundreds of tiny flaming sword lights shot towards the Lord of Jiuyou Palace.

The Master of Jiuyou Hall was shocked. He swung the black whip again, as fast as thunder, and turned into countless afterimages, blocking all the flaming sword light.

Ji Chuan's eyes were cold and stern, and he moved forward again with his sword.

A thick earth-colored sword light flashed past, with a bit of green light in it.

Native wood, two green lotuses bloomed again.

Two rays of sword light attacked the master of Jiuyou Palace and Hei Luo respectively.

Blood Qi, Sword Qi Lotus, and Black Whip collided directly. The space shook for a moment, the power was terrifying, and the spiritual power fluctuations continued to rage.

Ji Chuan, who was in the Nascent Soul Realm, used a sword to fight head-on with two Lianxu Zhenzun, and they were evenly matched.

Ji Chuan fought fiercely with the two Great Masters of Lianxu, but on Lu Qingshan's side, it was like a massacre.

The dragon bird burst out with brilliant sword light and fought with the Yuanying monks, while Peach Blossom turned into a big killing weapon and kept wandering among the golden elixir monks in the underworld.

The power of the flying sword reaches the level of Nascent Soul, killing these Jindan monks in the underworld is like chopping melons and vegetables.

In just a few short breaths, seven or eight Jindan monks were pierced by Taohua's sword and turned into a ball of blood mist.

At this moment, almost all the underworld monks on the field had the same thought as the previous Master of Jiuyou Hall.

Why is Heaven so unfair, concentrating all such high talents into one person?

As long as one of them can share 10% of Lu Qingshan's talents, they will not be reduced to joining the underworld.

"Kill!" The seven Nascent Soul monks from the underworld looked at each other and communicated through sound transmission, completing a wave of excellent cooperation in a short period of time.

The four people temporarily stopped Lu Qingshan's dragon bird, while the remaining three monks rushed towards Lu Qingshan like thunder.

He attacked Lu Qingshan, who was out killing enemies with his two natal swords and could not circle back in a short time.

A sword cultivator without a natal sword is the weakest sword cultivator.

This is common knowledge in the world of cultivation.

Seeing this, Lu Qingshan just sneered.

"What I'm waiting for is that you are seeking death!" His body suddenly glowed, and his killing sword intent blossomed.

Clang Clang Clang!

There was a clanging sound, and the sound of vibrating metal continued to sound.

From his body, from every pore of his body, six hundred and fifty sword energy threads spurted out, bloomed, and exploded.

In the void, there was a fierce and horizontal sword energy, turning into a heavy rain and shooting towards the three Nascent Soul monks.

The solidified space left a harsh hissing sound after the sword energy hairspring passed through it.

In an instant, the sword energy was flowing through the air, and the wind and clouds were majestic. Looking from a distance, one after another sword energy was flowing across the sky, rising and falling one after another.
Chapter completed!