Just like a martial artist who can hit a thousand punches with one punch, if he can only fight one against ten, but once his punch power is doubled, the final result will not be one against twenty, but one against twenty.

One against a hundred!

Therefore, the "Bing" tactic is also known as the number one secret method for attacking demons.

Therefore, today's Qing Ge is not even a little bit stronger than before. Even though he is seriously injured and his magic power is exhausted, he still has the ability to crush Lu Qingshan.

Compared with Lu Qingshan's Tian Zhen, the "Bing" formula is more comprehensive, more practical, and more powerful.

Because, Zhentian only enhances the power of the sword style, and has no gain in other aspects, and it only lasts for three swords.

"Today, any other demon general would have died under your sword," Qing Ge stood there with a sneer on his face and said: "Fortunately, my highness is extremely talented. He is only at the sixth level, but he has mastered this skill."

The clan’s supreme “soldier” formula.”

The "Bing" formula, as the supreme secret technique of the Soldier Demon clan, is extremely difficult to practice.

Although he is domineering and reckless, he is born extraordinary. When he first entered the sixth level, he mastered the Yiyinhui of "Bing".

It was also because of this incident that he was highly favored by his father, the Demon Lord, and wanted to help him take off.

Regarding Qing Ge's sarcasm, although Lu Qingshan was shuddering in his heart, he burst out laughing, "If you didn't have any real ability, I would be embarrassed to die here."

"Then you die!" Qing Ge stopped being polite and shouted angrily, looking like a madman.

The blessing of the "Bing" tactic also has a duration.

He was ready to end this battle that shouldn't have been so brutal.

Qing Ge's whole body suddenly glowed with golden light.

This is the dark golden secret pattern on his body shining.

He was fully activating his "recruiting" magical power, preparing to snatch Lu Qingshan's flying sword.

Qing Ge had tried to do this before, but unfortunately Lu Qingshan's connection with the natal sword was too close, and the sword itself had a strong will to resist, so he suffered the consequences instead. Not only did he fail to make any achievements, but he fell into a trap.

In crisis. Fastest update on PC::/

Of course he won't fall down twice in the same pit.

The reason why he is "repeating his old skills" now is because after using the "bing" tactic, his "recruiting" magical power has also become twice as powerful.

Now, Qingge is the king of soldiers.

Any magical weapon must obey his will unconditionally.

An irresistible force spread out and enveloped Lu Qingshan's flying sword.

The Wangchuan and Peach Blossoms hovering in the air began to shake violently, and even the dragon bird in Lu Qingshan's hand was about to leave his hand.

Lu Qingshan suppressed his smile, looked solemn, controlled the sword with all his strength, and wanted to wrestle with Qing Ge.

The two were fighting for control of the flying sword.

"Lu Qingshan, he is so strong, I can't hold it anymore!" A buzzing sound came from the Wangchuan sword, and there was a trace of panic in Gu Yiyi's voice.

Gu Yiyi has reached his limit.

Although Wangchuan is a Taoist weapon, it has lost all its divine power after all.

Lu Qingshan gritted his teeth, veins popped up on his face, he had tried his best.

"Here comes the sword!"

Qing Ge didn't want to stand in a stalemate with Lu Qingshan anymore, took a deep breath, and then yelled.

The light emitted by the dark golden secret patterns on his body became a little stronger at this moment.

Buzz!

The huge force increased to an unimaginable level of terror. Wangchuan and Taohua broke away from Lu Qingshan's control first and flew towards Qingge.

Not only that, even the dragon bird he held tightly in his hand finally came out after rubbing his palm until it was bloody.

The three flying swords went towards Qing Ge one after another.

He wasn't attacking, but his sword was taken away from him.

"If a swordsman loses his sword, what else will he have?" Qing Ge laughed wildly, and the laughter spread throughout the world, "It's just a fallen phoenix, not as good as a pheasant!"

The three flying swords were summoned to his side by Qingge. He quickly counterattacked and controlled the three flying swords, trying to gain control.

With a thought in his mind, he stretched out his hand to grab the dragon bird, preparing to use Lu Qingshan's natal sword as a weapon to kill Lu Qingshan, "If you die by your own sword, you deserve to die!"

Qing Ge kept laughing wildly, but his smile immediately froze.

A woman in a red dress, with graceful figure and peerless appearance suddenly appeared next to the dragon bird.

The woman's dress is fluttering, her green hair is like running water, and she exudes an indescribable aura.

Dragon Bird Sword Spirit, Qin Yitian.

"Is this?" Qing Ge couldn't help but be stunned.

Qin Yitian's unique and independent temperament gave Qing Ge an indescribable feeling.

Qin Yitian suddenly appeared, stretched out his slender hand and grasped the hilt of the Dragon Bird sword.

"This sword can't come." With a hint of anger on her face, she scolded, swung out the dragon bird in her hand, and slashed at Qing Ge.

"I am the master's sword," Qin Yitian murmured softly, "I have always been, and will always be."

She, except Lu Qingshan, would not obey anyone's orders, let alone attack her own sword master.

Even if Qing Ge used "recruiting troops", he could not change Qin Yitian's will.

Sword energy bloomed all over the sky above the dragon bird.

Zhentian!

Zhentian is exactly the same as Lu Qingshan.

But in terms of power, it was much different from what Lu Qingshan could kill.

After all, not everyone is Lu Qingshan.

Although Qin Yitian's sword strike was sudden, Qing Ge's power at this time was powerful enough to ignore any accident.

clang!

The sword hit Qing Ge's body and bounced away with a clang.

"Sword Spirit?!" Qing Ge, who had been slashed by Qin Yitian, looked at Qin Yitian with shock and greed in his eyes.

He couldn't believe it.

Lu Qingshan's natal sword turned out to be a divine sword with a sword spirit.

"Your sword is not a false Taoist weapon," Qingge reacted and exclaimed, "but a Taoist weapon!"

Only Tao tools can possess sword spirits.

You must know that as a soldier demon, he is in the sixth-level realm, and the "black blood" he was born with is far different from Taoist weapons. It is not an exaggeration to even call him garbage.

A five-level sword cultivator actually possesses a Taoist weapon?

Qingge couldn't help but lick his lips.

If his black blood could be exchanged for the sword in front of him, then his status in the First Army of Soldiers and Demons would be a direct victory.

It's a pity that it can't be replaced.

But it's not a big problem.

"Since you are so disobedient," the next moment, Qing Ge showed a cruel smile, stretched out his two fingers directly, sandwiched the edge of Longque's sword, and the rich demonic energy rolled out, quickly covering the entire Dragonque sword, "Then

Don’t blame me for training you.”

After the demonic energy covered the dragon bird, Qin Yitian shouted softly, and it turned into a red light involuntarily and merged into the dragon bird sword again.

Then, Qingge grabbed the sharp-edged dragon bird and threw it directly into his mouth.

The Longque sword is three feet long and the sword has a sonorous sound.

But Qing Ge's mouth turned into a black hole at this moment. It was bottomless and had strong devouring power. He swallowed the dragon bird completely into his belly easily.

This is another innate magical power of the Soldier Demon, "Refining Furnace"!

Qingge plans to use the "furnace" magical power to forcibly refine Longque, thereby improving the quality of his "black blood"!

Seeing this scene, Lu Qingshan's eyes were about to burst.

The moment Qingge swallowed the dragon bird into his belly, he discovered that he had lost his sense of the dragon bird!

Immediately afterwards, even though he had not suffered any attack, a mouthful of blood surged up his throat unconsciously and spurted out uncontrollably.

There were specks of blood, and the smell of blood was pervasive.

This is the force of counterattack.

The natal sword, under the cultivation of the sword cultivator, has become a part of the sword cultivator's life.

Once the natal sword is damaged, the sword cultivator will also suffer the corresponding backlash.
Chapter completed!