Luo Gao felt bitter in his heart. According to his father's information, the power of Lu Qingshan after he used the Heaven-Suppressing Secret Sword could only reach the late stage of Void Refining.

As a practitioner of the same realm, how could he not be able to withstand attacks at the late stages of refining the void?

My father harmed me!

"You lost." Lu Qingshan said, looking at Luo Gao who was covered in blood.

These words fell into Luo Yi's ears, making him feel extremely humiliated.

No matter what, he will fight.

Luo Gao was angry and unwilling. He shouted loudly and his whole body glowed with silver light again.

"I, Luo Gao, don't accept it!"

His left hand was still bleeding, so this time, he could only attack with his right hand, struggling to kill Lu Qingshan.

"Let's finish it." Lu Qingshan said softly, looking at Luo Gao who was already at the end of his strength but still charging towards him.

The meridians all over his body were already a little burning at this time.

With fifteen times the power of the Heaven-Suppressing Secret Sword, Luo Gao felt very uncomfortable, and Lu Qingshan himself didn't feel particularly comfortable either.

Although he only slashed with one sword, the fierce spiritual power boiled in his meridians.

If it weren't for the recasting of the flawless Taoist foundation, which made his meridians much stronger, he might have suffered some internal injuries.

One sword was enough. If he used a second sword to suppress the sky, in his current state, he would probably injure the enemy a thousand times and injure himself two hundred.

His two hundred were exchanged for Luo's one thousand.

This is not cost effective.

Lu Qingshan's heart moved and he swung out his sword.

When he raised his sword, there was a thunderous sound.

Thunder breaks out from the ground.

The power is much inferior to that of Zhentian, but it is completely enough to deal with Luo Gao who is in a sluggish state and can only rely on one breath to support him.

Huge pressure arises.

With a snap, Luo Gao couldn't bear the pressure, and flew out again like a kite with its string cut off.

But this time, he didn't have the strength to get up again.

The physical cultivation in the late stage of Lianxu was defeated by Lu Qingshan's sword.

And he still lost in a real battle of tricks.

Everyone fell into a brief silence, like wood, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

What is internal and external dual perfection?

That's not something you, a fellow practitioner of Inner Sword and Outer Sword, can have such a title.

Only a swordsman like Lu Qingshan, whose realm of flying swords is close to the ability of swords to generate thunder and fire, close and external swordsmanship, and can overpower the physical training of the "King of Melee Combat", can be regarded as "excellent".

Immediately, the voices of people flooded out like a tide.

"This Lu Qingshan is too fierce. He can compete with his master when he was young..." A series of surprised eyes couldn't help but focus on the small area of ​​​​the arena, standing in the air.

On Lu Qingshan.

"He is extremely talented, backed by the Sword Sect, and his master is the legendary 'Xia Daoyun' from the previous generation.

This Lu Qingshan may have a chance to touch the elusive realm of Sword Immortal." Someone murmured.

They seemed to have been able to foresee Lu Qingshan's rise. Of course, this was still too far away for Lu Qingshan now, and they were just sighing for a moment.

After all, the Sword Immortal realm is still far behind even for Xia Daoyun, who is already an eighth-level monk.

Otherwise, in the 20,000 years of Chang'an, there would not have been only three sword immortals born in the countless sword cultivators.

In the first year of Tianyuan, they are also very curious about how many sword immortals will be born and who the first sword immortal in Tianyuan is.

The news of Lu Qingshan's victory quickly spread throughout the world through the hands of these monks who were watching the battle.

Not all the Bagua monks who pay attention to this battle can come to Tiansui Martial Palace to watch this battle in person.

Now that the outcome was decided, they quickly received the news of the outcome.

"Luo Gao, the Void Body Refiner, lost to the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator in a close combat?" Some forces were shocked.

"This generation of Jian Zong is incredible. Ji Chuan and Lu Qingshan are two proud men of one family." Some powerful people are bitter and jealous.

The strongest force will occasionally have periods of failure.

Just like Tianji Temple, as a dignified Taoist sect, the death of the previous temple leader, Dao, was too sudden. Their successors had not yet fully grown up and were unable to shoulder the heavy responsibility of being the leader of the Taoist sect. They had no choice but to rush to the top.

If it weren't for the close relationship between Tianji Guan and Daxia and the guarantee of Daxia, Tianji Guan would actually embark on a long road of decline until the current leader of Tianji Guan has the strength to carry the cauldron.

But what is the situation of Sword Sect today?

At the top is the Qingyun Sword Immortal, who spans the seven realms and controls one clan per person.

Among the middle-level monks, there is Xia Daoyun, the strongest of the Seventh Realm, and the Taibai Sword Master, who is number one on the Heavenly Ranking, carries the cauldron and looks down upon the world.

Among the low-level monks, there is the first Jichuan Aoshidai in the Yellow List, and now there is Lu Qingshan.

You know, Jian Zong is just a sect with three thousand people.

Why are there so many talented people?

Sour sour!

...

In the small arena.

The figure of the Lord of Heavenly Sin Palace flashed and appeared in the sky above the small domain.

"This battle has been decided, Sword Sect Lu Qingshan wins!"

The Lord of Heavenly Sin Hall was suspended high, and he announced with a cold expression.

But there was a hint of fear hidden in the way he looked at Lu Qingshan.

It's not that he has any evil intentions towards Lu Qingshan, but there is always competition among the Seven Dao Sects.

Seeing how powerful and outstanding the disciples of the Sword Sect were, as a member of the Lunwu Hall, he could not help but have some strange thoughts in his heart.

In the small area shrouded in golden light, Lu Qingshan stood quietly, circulating his spiritual power that was close to drying up, and silently adjusting his breath.

Nowadays, the powerful secret sword that controls the sky and the true meaning of cause and effect that predicts the miraculous are simply two big players in swallowing spiritual power.

Even if he practices the four Taoist methods, he will soon be unable to afford such consumption.

Of course, he also has many easier methods that can help him win Luo Pi.

For example, the pupil technique Xie Zhi, such as the soul that has reached the imperial realm and has the ability to attack.

However, Lu Qingshan knew in his heart that in the next period of time, due to the elusiveness of his artistic conception, his cultivation would most likely be stagnant in the Nascent Soul stage for a period of time.

In this case, it is extremely necessary to keep some trump cards on your side to deal with enemies that attack you because you think you "know yourself and the enemy", especially the underworld monks.

Therefore, in this duel, he only used his obvious methods and nothing else.

It was also like this that he pushed himself to the point of near exhaustion.

Fortunately, his recovery power was astonishing. Soon, the spiritual power in his meridians was flowing like a river, and his momentum was restored.

...

In the audience seat, Marquis Luo Tang said nothing, looking at Luo Gao who was covered in blood with a gloomy expression.

"Marquis Luo Tang, what's the cost of the hundred spiritual crystals you promised my disciple when you invited me to fight?" A clear and cold voice suddenly came.

I can only see his voice, but not his person.

It's Xia Daoyun's voice!

Marquis Luo Tang's expression changed.

Many monks in the spectator seats began to boil when they heard this news.

Everyone had different expressions and talked a lot.

Because even for people of their status, Luo Shen Fairy Xia Daoyun is just a legend, a powerful monk who is out of reach.

Unexpectedly, this time she would be paying attention to her disciple's duel and come to the scene in person.

Although Marquis Luotang was on the opposite side of Xia Daoyun, he did not have the courage to act disrespectfully under Xia Daoyun's pressure.

He snorted coldly, and a ball of spiritual light flickered, flew out, and finally hovered in front of Lu Qingshan.

Within the spiritual light are hundreds of crystal clear spiritual crystals.

"Thank you, Marquis Luo Tang, for your kindness!" Lu Qingshan laughed loudly and put all the spiritual crystals into the storage ring.

This behavior, which was called thanks but was actually a mockery, made Marquis Luo Tang's complexion turn livid again.

"The apology and compensation for 90% of the Luo family's property that you promised earlier, I, the Sword Sect, will send someone to hand over to you later." Xia Daoyun's voice came out again.
To be continued...