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Chapter 128: People stay, swords return(2/2)

However, they didn't care.

In their opinion, this kind of escape technique is obviously a life-saving escape technique and cannot be sustained for too long.

Their eyes were cold, and they accelerated towards Lu Qingshan again, their voices full of murderous intent.

"Let's see how long you can escape today!"

The pursuit and escape broke out in an instant, heading towards the demon-occupied area far away from the spiritual sea tide.

On the other side, there was also a huge chase and escape.

The demon army is moving towards the spiritual sea tide far away from the demon-occupied area.

The distance between the two parties is quickly widening

The chase lasted for half an hour.

"He stopped!" The seven Third-Forged Demon Lords who were chasing them discovered that Lu Qingshan, who had been running away crazily in front of them, had made some strange movements.

His speed began to slow down, and finally stopped.

"Finally can't run anymore?" A three-cast demon master said with a ferocious look on his lips.

"The situation feels a bit strange. Could it be a scam?" There was a third-cast demon master who was cautious by nature.

"How can a combined sword cultivator be able to change the world?" The other three demon masters asked dissatisfiedly, full of confidence in themselves.

The three-cast demon master who was cautious by nature also smiled sarcastically when he heard this, and was too embarrassed to mention it again.

"Run, are you running again?" Lu Qingshan stopped, but the demon cultivator did not stop. Soon he was approaching Lu Qingshan. Looking at Lu Qingshan, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a cruel arc.

Lu Qingshan looked around at the seven Third-Forged Demon Lords, and the voice reached each of their ears.

"Blood debts must be paid with blood," he said coldly, "Since we can't take revenge immediately, according to the rules of the world, let's charge some interest first."

The seven Three-Forged Demon Lords were startled.

Charge some interest?

Interest refers to us?

The demon cultivators were silent for a few breaths, and then the expression of one of the three-cast demon masters suddenly turned gloomy.

He stared at Lu Qingshan's extremely young face, his voice full of anger.
Chapter completed!
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