Even if he is truly invincible.

After all, he is only invincible below the ninth level.

It's very simple, and even the semantics seem a bit repetitive. It's a two-sentence sentence that would inevitably be complained about in a fantasy novel. However, if you read it carefully, you can get a lot of deep meaning.

It represents Luo Qiantuo's strong self-confidence as the Shura King, looking down upon the world.

It also represents the one-sided situation at this time.

Lu Qingshan stood up straight, wiped the blood from his eyes with his hands, and his vision returned to clarity.

Lie Que drew an arc straight down and landed next to him, hovering quietly beside him and standing side by side with him.

Purple lightning swam around on the sword, just like the sword of an immortal.

Lieque was humming, seeming to express Lu Qingshan's dissatisfaction with only suppressing demons to face the enemy.

Lu Qingshan smiled and said: "You are indispensable."

Immediately, he stretched out his left hand and held Lie Que.

Lieque, Zhenmo, one on the left hand and one on the right hand.

This is the first time Lu Qingshan holds a sword with both hands.

Holding two swords in hand, Lu Qingshan gently shook a sword flower.

This "flower display", which is abused by countless swordsmen in the world, can even be put on by street acrobats, but Luo Qiantuo's face couldn't help but become more solemn.

Immediately, Lu Qingshan stepped forward and walked out towards Luo Qiantuo.

Lu Qingshan's steps were strange. The distance covered by each step was twice that of the previous step. Later, his steps became larger and larger, as if they were flying in the sky, and he had the courage and momentum that could not be stopped by ten thousand people.

It's not a pointless bluff.

It's not even a fight to the death.

Not yet to this point.

Although Lu Qingshan was injured, he was still a thousand miles away from running out of fuel.

He is still building momentum for himself.

As long as Lu Qingshan is not dead in this battle, no matter how weak he is, Lu Qingshan will not lose.

On the contrary, the more fights he had with Luo Qiantuo, the stronger his invincibility became.

Being able to fight fiercely with King Shura with the cultivation level of Seven Tribulations Realm, isn't it a kind of invincibility?

The sword energy has not yet bloomed, but the swords of Lie Que and Zhen Mo are already full of lingering and surging spirit.

Heroic, indignant, heroic, decisive.

I have great ambition in my heart, so the sword can be heard unjustly!

Lu Qingshan held out his two swords with the momentum of lifting a mountain, pointing directly at Luo Qituo.

Without any escape route or flinching, he just hit Luo Qiantuo's body, as tall as a mountain and as ferocious as a demon god, with both men and swords in mind.

These two swords, Daojin Sword Cultivation has the spirit of death but no life.

First, I heard the sound of continuous explosions, then the two swords separated into two sword energies, and then merged into one, tearing the sky apart with a linear force, with a graceful arc.

Luo Qiantuo's face was changing, and he was as arrogant as he was. He didn't hide or evade. The blood in his body surged instantly, and a faint dragon roar came out.

The Qiang Riding Demon Lord activates the Shura bloodline talent and can be blessed by the power of a heavenly dragon.

As the Shura King, Luo Qiantuo used all his strength to activate the Shura bloodline and could possess the power of three heavenly dragons.

What is ultimate power?

That's it!

With the addition of his bloodline, Luo Qiantuo was like a demon descending from the sky, like the Tai Sui God on earth, who forcibly tore a piece of cloud energy from the sky, turned it into a spear, and threw it out with a wave of his arm.

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His shot was so fast that even with Lu Qingshan's eyesight, he could only see the lingering shadow of the spear.

With a bang, the sword energy first disintegrated, and then Lu Qingshan's body flew out, sliding three thousand feet in the air before stopping.

When Lu Qingshan stabilized his body, it was visible to the naked eye that his sword-holding arms were trembling slightly, and his chest was covered in flesh and blood, with a very deep wound appearing.

The spear made of clouds from the sky was still there in Luo Qiantuo's hand, but its momentum was slightly reduced.

He sneered.

Even though Lu Qingshan has mastered all kinds of sword skills in the world, turned decay into magic, reached the pinnacle of his skills, and even transformed his spirit into sword energy, he is still not strong enough and unable to stand on an equal footing with him.

If the skill is deep enough, four ounces can move a thousand pounds, then Luo Qiantuo can move ten thousand pounds, which cannot be moved by four ounces.

But before he could be proud for a moment, there was a rumble, and without any warning, a purple thunderbolt appeared out of nowhere, pierced the sky, fell from the sky, and crashed towards Luo Qiantuo.

Even though Luo Qiantuo was used to the world, he was shocked by this sudden thunder disaster.

Of course, I was just shocked.

In the state of the god-demonic body, demonic energy swims around the body surface, and when the calamity thunder strikes, a black snake with demonic energy immediately floats out, pounces on the calamity thunder, and dies with it.

"What is this?" Luo Qiantuo frowned, surprised.

Lu Qingshan still didn't answer, but the purple intention on the Lieque Sword in his left hand became a little stronger at this moment.

[Return to Disaster]: When the sword master is fighting with the sword between Lieque, he can attract thunder from the sky to assist the sword master in attacking the enemy.

The longer the battle lasts, the higher the frequency of Tribulation Thunder triggers.

The power of the tribulation thunder depends on the tribulation the sword master has overcome.

This is the seventy-nine catastrophes caused by returning home.

The seven-nine tribulations of the Great Perfection.

Even King Shura cannot completely ignore its power.

This is just the beginning.

It's just a catastrophic thunder.

If the battle lasts long enough, it is not impossible to recreate the vast thunder sea when he passed through the seven or nine heavenly tribulations.

His mentality had changed from joking at the beginning to surprise later to seriousness now. Luo Qiantuo looked at Lu Qingshan carefully and said seriously: "Although I am very interested in what other tricks you have, my intuition tells me

For me, killing you as soon as possible is the right choice."

"I'm not dead, not because you don't want to kill me, but because you can't..." Lu Qingshan pursed his lips and replied for the first time, "Then I'll let you see enough."

After the words fell, in the purple-gold sword field, behind Lu Qingshan, a long sword quietly appeared.

Then, the second handle, the third handle, the fourth handle...

Long swords and short swords, ancient swords and new swords, and all kinds of famous swords all emerged from the void, trembling happily.

The 200,000 swords in the Sword Washing Pool, and the 200,000 swords he had hidden in the sword domain, emerged one by one, swimming behind him.

There are two hundred thousand swords behind the sword cultivator. There is no bigger backer in the world, so how can he be afraid?

A smile appeared on Lu Qingshan's face and he whispered: "Let's go!"

Then, he took the lead and moved forward, charging towards Luo Qituo for an unknown number of times.

Behind him, the 200,000 swords were still emerging continuously. The swords were connected end to end, and the swords were connected to each other. They converged into a long hanging sword that was thousands of feet long. In an instant, it shot out of the air.

Lu Qingshan hit Luo Qituo first!

The long sword connects to the sky and the earth, one line at a time.

When the long sword was about to arrive, Luo Qiantuo jumped forward, stretched out a palm, and hit the tip of the suspended long sword composed of thousands of swords.

The heaven and earth shook.

The one hundred and eight swords that formed the long sword in the air were all shattered inch by inch under Luo Qituo's palm, and then scattered in all directions.

Just like a heavy rain falling from the sky, there was a violent crackling sound, and the remains of the famous sword hit the ground like raindrops the size of soybeans, causing dust to fly.

The ground beneath the two of them was suddenly filled with sword blade fragments, either vertically or tiltedly, three-thirds of them buried in the earth.

But when Luo Qiantuo's palm reached the 109th sword, he finally encountered an obstacle.

This 109th sword is named Manjianghong.

The Manjianghong pierced the palm of Luo Qiantuo's hand, and then lost its power and fell downwards. The tip of the sword was inserted into the ground, diagonally inserted into the cracked earth.

Blood instantly flowed all over Luo Qiantuo's palms.

The famous sword in the sword-washing pool is full of river red, and is given to Luo Qiantuo full of red palms!

Seeing that he had gained a rare advantage, Lu Qingshan took another step forward and swung his sword.

In an instant, the columns in his left hand changed, purple lightning lingered, and the demon-suppressing power in his right hand erupted, and the demonic energy overflowed.

The sword energy bursts out, and the energy penetrates the rainbow.

The purple electricity intertwined with the demonic energy, turning into a green snake of sword energy as thick as a dragon, and rushed straight into Luo Qiantuo's face.

The latter's eyes were about to burst, he opened his big blood-stained hands and slapped the menacing green snake with sword energy hard.

The powerful and sharp sword energy of the green snake exploded, extremely gorgeous.

In an instant, Luo Qiantuo was blown backwards and an invisible shadow flashed towards Luo Qiantuo's eyebrows.
To be continued...