To the northwest and further west, there is a mountain range that spans three thousand miles. It is indescribably dangerous and stands thousands of feet high. The vegetation is not lush and the wild animals are even rarer.

The sudden roar of thunder broke the silence of this mountain range.

The few wild beasts in the mountains raised their heads one after another out of awe of the thunder.

But before the thunderclouds in the sky could be seen clearly, a more violent roar sounded, the sound was so loud that it almost shattered them alive.

The entire mountain range, the airtight mountain range, was cut into a huge crack by a rainbow light, forming a canyon that can be called a line of sky.

It was like a divine sword descending from heaven, cutting one of them into two.

The beasts who were originally in the same mountain range, but now separated by a line of sky canyon, looked at each other in confusion and fear, and then at the same time saw clearly the "guy" who cut open the mountain range.

An unusually thin guy.

Holding two swords, an electric snake slithers around in his left hand, and demonic energy billows from his right arm, which is strange and powerful.

Another unusually burly figure followed, slamming into the man holding the sword with unparalleled strength.

The man holding the sword smiled slightly.

There is a sword across the chest, and there is a sword flying in the wind.

The surge came invisibly.

After the continuous battle, Luo Qiantuo, who was already familiar with Lu Qingshan's methods, was not surprised. With a just-in-time roll of blood whip, he knocked down Fuyao who was coming towards him. At the same time, the heavy hammer fell down to prevent Fuyao from rising again.

At the same time, the Shura sword cut through the sky.

Lu Qingshan's expression didn't change. At this moment, thunder and lightning leaped and whirled around the body of Lieque Sword, causing thunder to spread across a small area.

Lie Que came closer, and the Shura Sword fell from the sky.

All are sharp-edged.

The blades of the sword and the blade made a continuous loud sound, and the energy splashed out, shattering the boulders on the cliff, and falling like a blade.

Luo Qiantuo narrowed his eyes, and one of the four arms turned into weapons was turned into a heart-breaking diamond.

Broken Heart Diamond, Broken Heart!

Luo Qiantuo had one hand free, as did Lu Qingshan.

The right hand suppresses the demon, and the demonic energy rolls up layers of sword energy, like a tornado.

Another head-to-head confrontation, Lu Qingshan was like a kite with its string cut off.

From the beginning to the end, King Shura had the advantage of overpowering others in the situation of lion fighting rabbit.

When Lu Qingshan's figure flew out again, Luo Qiantuo, who was filled with murderous intent, had no intention of playing around. The four arms that had turned into strange weapons returned to iron fists, splitting the world and punching Lu Qingshan's chest.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Sword lights appeared one after another, and the famous swords of the Sword Washing Pool appeared. Their spirituality blossomed and stood in front of Lu Qingshan. They formed a sky net that was not leaking, surrounding King Shura tightly and greatly restricting his power.

Punch.

King Shura, who was jealous of the killing, then wore the strength of his black armor and the strength of his divine and demonic body, and continued to swing his fists forward, blasting the handles of those famous swords into pieces.

Just seeing Lu Qingshan's unchanging expression, Luo Qiantuo knew that this guy must have another agenda.

It doesn't matter!

Luo Qiantuo, who firmly believed in defeating ten guilds with one force, did not believe that Lu Qingshan, who was at an absolute disadvantage and had more defense but less offense, could use such a deadly trick.

The sword network formed by thousands of swords seems to be shaky and unbearable, but in fact it contains hidden dangers.

Just when Luo Qituo smashed a sword wall again and was only a hundred feet away from Lu Qingshan, an unparalleled stream of brilliant light flew above his head.

The famous sword of Xijiangchi, Xijiang Moon!

Qi flows through the world.

Luo Qiantuo, who had no time to dodge, tilted his head, and the flying sword Xi Jiangyue drew a blood mark on his face.

Threatened by Xijiang Yue, Luo Qiantuo's figure finally stagnated, but in that moment, he also changed his palm into a grasp, clamped the edge of Xijiang Yue's sword in the tiger's mouth, his blood vessels bulged, and the sound of the heavenly dragon stirred, Xijiang Yue was pulled away.

Cut it off alive.

Seizing King Shura's rare moment of rest, Lu Qingshan stood firm, exhaled the old energy to replace his inner energy, and the magic power in his body began to flow again.

Luo Qiantuo wiped away the blood on his face nonchalantly, looked at the young man who had regained his breath again, and looked at this young man whose various methods seemed to have no end, and said coldly: "Continue."

From the beginning to the end, Luo Qiantuo carefully counted the number of flying swords and determined that Lu Qingshan should have produced nearly 30,000 swords one after another, and seven famous swords that could pose a threat to him.

The unsheathing of each of these seven famous swords can buy him a moment of stagnation, but the price is the damage of the famous sword.

It just seemed like this kind of loss was nothing more than a drop in the bucket to Lu Qingshan.

Is this the Jianzong's method? Luo Qiantuo asked, "Have you emptied your Jianzong family's fortune?"

In his opinion, these endless famous swords must undoubtedly belong to the Sword Sect's family, and are now being squandered unscrupulously by Lu Qingshan, the prodigal sect leader.

Lu Qingshan shook his head sincerely, stopped looking, and then stood up straight. The famous sword poppy in the sword-washing pool had been freshly baked, and it pierced Luo Qiantuo's forehead.

Even if he is as cold-hearted as Luo Qiantuo, there are veins sprouting on his forehead at this moment.

He formed a hook with his five fingers, looked up to the sky and roared, stretched out his four arms, grabbed the poppy with his bare hands, and used force together to break it into four pieces. The price he paid was not enough for the four bloody marks on his palm.

The beauty bends her waist.

But when Luo Qiantuo finished all this, Lu Qingshan rose up with his sword and turned to fight again.

Luo Qiantuo looked at the direction in which Lu Qingshan was leaving with an expressionless face. A powerful aura was released from his body, and dust and gravel danced wildly, forming a tornado in the restless world.

Then the void where Luo Qiantuo's feet were standing suddenly sank, forming two huge tangible collapses. Then the power of heaven and earth quickly came in to repair, causing the collapse and healing of the space that Luo Qiantuo stepped out with great force.

With the terrifying backlash brought about by space healing, Luo Qiantuo's body ejected and disappeared into the world, leaving only a faint sound in the sky and falling gravel.

Luo Qiantuo left this world and started "running" in the direction of Lu Qingshan.

His feet stepped heavily on the sky, and each foot would cause a few inconspicuous cracks to appear in the space that should be stable. Although it would heal instantly under the power of the heaven and earth itself, the heaven and earth still became vibrating and made a dull sound.

And a weird thumping sound.

Just like in the heaven and earth, there are invisible giants beating war drums.

Heaven and earth are drums, and Luo Qiantuo's feet are drumsticks.

He didn't hit the war drum very frequently, but every stroke was so powerful.

The king of the Asura tribe possesses the power of three heavenly dragons and is unparalleled in the world.

When he transforms this extreme power into speed, it's hard to describe in words.

Even if he has a lead of twenty thousand feet, even if he is the fastest swordsman in escape skills, even if he has the Fuyao bonus, it is still useless in the face of this speed.

Luo Qiantuo pursued in tandem, gradually closing the distance. However, whenever the distance was less than 3,000 swords and within sight, a cluster of thousands of swords would shoot from the front.

Among the swords, sometimes there is a real famous sword that can pose a threat to Luo Qiantuo, and sometimes there is not.

But Luo Qiantuo didn't dare to try his luck, so he had to choose to resist every time.

The sky is filled with wind and sand, and there is not a trace of green in sight.

A figure swept low in the desert, as small as a mustard seed.

Lu Qingshan, enveloped by the sword domain, suddenly stopped, took a deep breath, and hesitated for a moment.

Since their encounter with Luo Qiantuo the day before yesterday, after three days of fighting and retreating, the two of them have traveled countless thousands of miles. At the beginning, they could occasionally see some small tribes, but now they are completely deserted.

And another day passed, and Lu Qingshan's power of mountains and seas returned to usable state for the third time.

Looking up, a black spot is rapidly expanding.

Lu Qingshan knew that it was Luo Qiantuo.

Without any further hesitation, the next moment, golden light shone in Lu Qingshan's palm, and then the golden light turned into lines, and dragons and snakes swam around, instantly outlining a pattern.

The Dao patterns are then intertwined with each other to form a Dao seal.

The power of mountains and seas.

Suddenly, the violent sand rolled up, growing in size.

A desert made of quicksand will not crack like the earth, but it will be rolled up.

Lu Qingshan created a massive sandstorm using Shanhaidao method.

The sandstorm completely submerged his figure.

Even in the barren desert, there is still a strong power of mountains and seas, which is no weaker than other regions.

The power of mountains and seas flows through the desert veins, and merges into Lu Qingshan's body like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.

It was like a stream of clear water, filling his slightly dry meridians with strength and beginning to surge back to life.

The yellow sand rolled wildly, and it was so yellow that it was impossible to see anything outside.

Above the center of the sandstorm, there was a sudden fluctuation, and the atmosphere of the world was suddenly chaotic.

It was like a loud thunder exploded, and the violent gravel fled in all directions.

Luo Qiantuo fell from a high altitude and hit the ground heavily, hitting Lu Qingshan in the center of the sandstorm.

Because of the continuous fighting, Luo Qiantuo's fighting spirit had reached its peak, and there seemed to be fire burning in his eyes.

Taking advantage of less than a breath of time before Lu Qingshan performed the Taoist Technique of Mountains and Seas, King Shura launched his killer move - from the initial joking to the current compulsion, Luo Qiantuo used his actions to show how much pressure he was under, and how great his pressure was.

The reason why this battle lasted so long was not because he was arrogant, but because Lu Qingshan was really difficult to kill.

Like a mountain falling, like a collapse of the sky.
To be continued...