"You" The two fused monks turned pale and looked at Lu Qingshan with great fear. Then their eyes fell on the dragon bird in his hand, and their hearts trembled.

The power of the Taoist weapon made the two people's eyes reveal despair and give rise to a deep sense of fear.

At this time, Lu Qingshan's eyes just glanced at the two fused monks indifferently. They suddenly felt that their minds were rumbling, and their spirits seemed to be about to collapse.

The two combined monks have determined that even with the legal domain, they are definitely no match for Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan, who has just become a god, has the combat power of a combined monk!

It is an anecdote through the ages, and can even be said to be unheard of.

They were in a dilemma for a while.

"No, I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in! I have been practicing for thousands of years, how can I be willing to die today!" At this time, Beifeng, the only surviving fused monk with Nascent Soul, let out a sad roar.

Amid the roar, he did not hesitate. The Nascent Soul flashed through a stream of light, turned into a rainbow, and fled into the distance.

Flee in despair.

He is afraid!

He doesn't want to die!

Beifeng's movement suddenly woke up the others.

This battle was a complete hopeless defeat!

None of the three combined monks are the enemy of Lu Qingshan, and they, the god-transforming monks, are even worse.

Now that this is the case, why not hurry up and save your life?

Where there is life, there is hope.

Staying here in Qingshan is a life-threatening situation.

After thinking about it like this, some of the monks present quickly reacted first.

They are the two remaining fused monks, Fang Mu and Gan Meng.

They immediately used escape techniques without hesitation.

The speed was so fast that they dispersed in an instant and ran in different directions.

After the three combined monks all chose to escape, the more than a hundred god-transforming monks also quickly reacted, followed closely behind, and fled in all directions.

For a time, various kinds of escaping lights flashed around the Blade Island.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a brilliant meteor shower suddenly erupting over the Blade Island.

Lu Qingshan watched this scene calmly, raised his right hand and whispered softly: "Get up!"

In an instant, three sword lights flew out.

Peach Blossom, Forgotten River, and Dragon Bird.

Three natal swords, one green, one deep blue, one blazing red, and three sword lights were chosen from each of the three escaping monks. The speed was indescribable, and they quickly chased after him.

Boom boom boom!

The sound of thunderstorms filled the sky.

The target of Taohua's pursuit is Beifeng, who has only Nascent Soul left.

Beifeng, who was the first to escape, sensed the flying swords that were chasing him from behind. His heart skipped a beat and fear spread.

The distance between them is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As a combined monk, Beifeng had never been so desperate. He frantically squeezed Nascent Soul's power, but he still couldn't change the situation of being overtaken by the flying sword.

too fast!

In the world of cultivation, the fastest spell among the same level has always been the sword cultivator's flying sword.

Over the years, this has never changed.

In Beifeng's heart palpitations, Taohua gets closer and closer to his Nascent Soul.

The sound of swords roared.

Even Beifeng immediately used the legal domain to protect himself.

His whole body was surrounded by purple thunder, forming a two-foot purple thunder field. The entire Nascent Soul was shining with light, but the peach blossom was already suppressed with a roar.

A chilling sword intent seeped out from the peach blossom sword body.

It was an unparalleled sharpness and coldness.

The true meaning of Nirvana!

Above the clouds, the blue sword roared, and the powerful sword light flashed.

The Purple Thunder Domain sacrificed by Beifeng was scattered with one blow and collapsed.

The energy radiated caused the surrounding space to become slightly distorted.

Although after defeating the Purple Thunder Realm, the peach blossoms were blown away by the counterattack, Bei Feng felt his heart tightening, his Yuan Ying was shaken, his mind was faint, and he was about to collapse.

"Cheer up, cheer up, hold on!" Beifeng secretly thought in his heart.

Because he discovered that Lu Qingshan seemed to be frozen in place because he had too many targets to chase, and did not choose a direction to pursue.

That’ll be easy!

Although the sword cultivator's flying sword is fast, it has a distance limit after all.

Generally speaking, the attack range of the flying sword of the Transformation God Sword Cultivator is thirty to fifty miles away from the sword cultivator.

Lu Qingshan's combat prowess is extraordinary, which obviously cannot be generalized.

Then double it, a hundred miles.

At most two hundred miles.

Two hundred miles, for a monk of his level, is almost only a few breaths of time.

As long as you survive these few breaths, the sea and the sky will be brighter.

He is now racing against death.

Thinking like this, Beifeng's desire to survive became even stronger.

Above the sky.

A green sword light, like a sharp arrow, kept roaring towards the escape light in front, piercing into the purple thunder domain that was constantly surrounding the escape light's surface.

In the light, Beifeng's face became increasingly pale, and the divine light above Nascent Soul began to dim, becoming extremely weak.

Continuously using his magic domain to resist Lu Qingshan's flying sword made him almost overdrawn.

However, hope is just around the corner.

A glimmer of hope arose in his heart.

Now, he is more than 160 miles away from Lu Qingshan, and he should be out of Lu Qingshan's attack range soon.

Thinking like this, Beifeng cheered up again. The dimmed Nascent Soul's surface suddenly became brighter at this moment, its speed suddenly increased a few points, and a faint afterimage was drawn in the sky. It was like teleporting.

Just like that, in just one breath, he suddenly jumped out to a distance of fifty miles.

"It's safe." Seeing that he had put so far away from Lu Qingshan, Beifeng, who was highly nervous, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Two hundred and ten miles, an absolutely safe distance.

But at this moment, his eyes suddenly widened, showing disbelief and shock.

Because behind him, the nightmare-like thunderous sound of flying swords resounded again.

When Beifeng looked back, a green sword light was clearly revealed and it was speeding towards him.

"How is this possible?" He was horrified.

"Could it be that Lu Qingshan chose my direction to pursue?"

But now the sea was cloudless and clear of obstacles. When he looked around, he couldn't see any trace of Lu Qingshan.

"Fight!" But now is not the time to think too much about the reasons. The crisis has been clearly revealed. He feels bitter in his heart, and the spiritual light above Nascent Soul blooms again.

Beifeng used his secret technique to escape for the second time!

If the first time was almost overdraft, the use of his secret technique this time was equivalent to a loss of his original energy.

But he had no choice.

Compared with losing one's origin and harming one's own Dao foundation, compared with life, the former is obviously more acceptable.

Under such sacrifice, Beifeng was nearly thirty miles away from Lu Qingshan's peach blossom for the second time.

"It should be really safe this time." Beifeng sighed extremely.

This damage to his origin made it even more difficult for him to advance to the mid-stage integration stage, which he originally had little hope for.

boom!

What's sad is that Beifeng couldn't even take a breath, and the nightmare started again.

He turned his head again and looked at the gangrene attached to the bone behind him. The green sword light that followed him again seemed like he had seen a ghost.

"How is this possible?" This fusion monk who has been practicing for thousands of years is used to seeing strong winds and waves, but now he is almost going crazy because of the flying sword.

He is now nearly three hundred miles away from Blade Island. Why can Lu Qingshan's flying sword follow him at such a distance?

Beifeng was trembling, his heart had long been occupied by fear, he was extremely scared.

He panicked, roared, tried his best, and used the forbidden secret technique for the third time to escape fifty miles away.

But when he appeared in a new position and immediately looked back nervously, the shadow of Peach Blossom's sword came into view again, roaring towards him.

"Where are you, Lu Qingshan?" Beifeng laughed sadly and finally stopped struggling.

Because he had used secret techniques several times, his Nascent Soul had already languished and was unable to expand his magic domain to resist the flying sword's attack.

He believed that he was doomed and was unable to resist. The only thing he wanted to know now was where Lu Qingshan was!
To be continued...