Volume 11: The First Law Chapter 56 Who can stop me, who dares to stop me?
The Lanting Sword Master's eyes were red with anger, and he was so angry that he could no longer maintain a serious attitude.
His expression was ferocious and his eyes were red.
No wonder he was so angry.
The 200,000 swords in Tianchi are both the symbol and the foundation of their Sword Washing Pond.
If these two hundred thousand swords were gone, could they still call it the Sword Washing Pool?
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One sword after another, head and tail followed each other, leaving the pool, gliding in an exquisite arc in the air, and flying towards Lu Qingshan.
Just like a moth flying into a flame, Lu Qingshan is the torch.
The number of long swords continued to increase, surrounding Lu Qingshan, forming one rotating circle after another, like a forest of swords.
The sword energy is rustling.
"Young Master, there are so many people." At this time, Qin Yitian's voice sounded in Lu Qingshan's ears.
Lu Qingshan raised his eyes slightly, and his gaze penetrated through the gap between the swords.
Countless monks from the Sword Washing Pool were flying out from the Sword Washing Pool's protective formation, densely filling the sky.
These Sword Washing Pool monks have one characteristic in mind, they are basically all old - at that time, the Sword Washing Pool monks were responsible for guarding the border, and most of them were not in the sect.
These old monks in the Sword Washing Pool are all very old.
Therefore, they know better than anyone else how powerful the Sword Sect is.
The existence of the Sword Sect is like a dark cloud hanging over the heads of all the sword-cultivating sects in the world, making it impossible for them to see the sun.
The Sword Sect was so prosperous that no matter how powerful other sword-cultivating sects were, they could only take second place.
Over time, almost all sword cultivators in the world have never thought that one day the most powerful sword cultivation sect will weaken and be replaced.
The same is true for the sword cultivators in the Sword Washing Pool. They have never thought about it.
But no one expected that the Sword Sect, the most powerful sword-cultivating sect in the world, would make the crazy move of sending half of the sect to march west to control an area.
The Sword Immortal Sect leader Xie Qingyun was killed in battle because of this action.
When they received the news, their first reaction was surprise.
Then came the joy of relief.
It was as if the dark clouds had dispersed and a ray of sunshine had shone down.
As a result, their leader, the White Frost Sword Master, came up with the idea of replacing the Sword Sect and put it into action.
They had an instinctive hesitation about the sect leader's decision, but they were more eager to bring the Sword Sect down from the altar.
No one likes to be second.
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These old monks all enjoyed a certain reputation in the world of cultivation when they were young and had made some achievements.
Even though he has been "retired" for many years, as long as his energy is still there, he should not be underestimated if he really takes action.
After all, Xijianchi is the second-ranked sword-cultivating sect in the world, and the cultivators in the sect must be genuine masters.
Originally, these old monks were looking forward to receiving the news that their sect had been promoted to a Taoist sect before they passed away.
As a result, before the good news came, the leader of their "rival" clan, Lu Qingshan, came to their door and robbed them of the sword from the Sword Washing Pool.
There are 200,000 swords hidden at the bottom of Tianchi Lake, among which is the sword they had dreamed of when they entered the lake to choose their natal sword.
It’s a pity that the famous swords they loved did not fancy them and could only become their youthful dreams.
But now, these swords that they once longed for broke through the water, flew towards Lu Qingshan , circled around Lu Qingshan, and made a joyful buzzing sound.
This is a rare grand spectacle, grand atmosphere, and great style in the world, and it is destined to be passed down for thousands of years.
But for Xijianchi, this is a humiliation to the sect, which will bring shame to the sect and make them unable to raise their heads.
To put it simply, the Sword Washing Pond is like a sect full of beautiful women, and the sword cultivators in the Sword Washing Pond are the male disciples in the sect.
Every male disciple in the sect has a "goddess" they like and yearn for, but the goddesses ignore them and they cannot get them.
There is nothing wrong with this. If a goddess is so easy to pursue, can she still be called a goddess?
But suddenly one day, a person from an outside sect who had a rift with our sect came, and then he was sought after by all the "goddesses". This person from the outside sect was also too excessive, and he was actually planning to abduct all these beauties, regardless of their quality, without leaving any behind?
How can the male disciples who have been desperately pursuing the "goddess" but have never succeeded tolerate this?
Everyone looked at Lu Qingshan with eager eyes.
Of course, what’s more important for such performance is that the old sword practitioners in the Sword Washing Pool know that the new Sword Sect’s leader in front of them is not very skilled - if it was Xie Qingyun standing there at this moment, how could they dare to look at him straight in the eye?
However, although they were eager to take action, they did not take any action.
Because no matter how low Lu Qingshan's cultivation is, he is still the leader of the Dao Sect, and he has the Sword Sect behind him.
A lean camel is bigger than a horse.
If they act rashly and trigger a war between the two sects, they would not be able to take the responsibility.
No one dares to act rashly without the order from the person in charge.
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"Lu Qingshan, stop it!" Lanting Sword Master, the deputy leader of Xijian Pond, could no longer hold back, and stepped forward first, shouting.
Now, he had no intention to figure out why the swords of his sect moved at Lu Qingshan's command.
For him, the most important thing at the moment is to stop Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan turned a deaf ear to the scolding from the Lanting Sword Master.
"If you don't accept my toast, then I'll drink for you!" Seeing this, the Lanting Sword Master no longer hesitated and took decisive action.
As soon as he thought about it, the Lanting Sword flew out of his body, bringing up a bright sword light and shooting towards Lu Qingshan.
The Lanting Sword Master is a swordsman in the sixth calamity realm.
There are only a few monks in the world who can withstand his flying sword attack.
At least in his eyes, there was no way Lu Qingshan could catch this sword.
So there is anger in this sword, but no killing intent.
However, facing the fierce flying sword attack from the Sixth Tribulation Realm cultivator, Lu Qingshan seemed too calm.
His eyes were fixed on the flying Lanting Sword.
This is the ninth famous sword in the Sword Washing Pool.
It is precisely because of the sword's great reputation that the Master of Lanting Sword was named after the sword.
"Yu Lin Ling!" Lu Qingshan said softly.
Then, a long sword flew out from the forest of swords circling around him.
The long sword was extraordinary, releasing a brilliant sword light. It flew in the air and found the Lanting Sword and flew towards it.
clang!
The speed of the two flying swords was so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye. In an instant, they collided in the air and clashed with each other, making a crisp and exciting sound of metal colliding.
After the collision, the Lanting Sword actually fell vertically.
Although the master of Lanting Sword reacted quickly and regained control of the Lanting Sword to float into the air.
But everyone can see that Lu Qingshan has the upper hand in the previous collision.
Yu Linling, the eighth-ranked famous sword in the Sword Washing Pool!
"It's just right to suppress you." Lu Qingshan smiled very calmly.
"How is this possible?!" Lanting Sword Master looked at the extremely young Lu Qingshan in disbelief.
In a duel between sword cultivators, the sword is important, but the sword master is more important.
The reason why Lu Qingshan was able to defeat him was definitely not because Yu Linling was stronger than Lanting. After all, although there was a gap between the eighth and the ninth, it was definitely not that big.
The real reason can only be... Lu Qingshan is stronger than him.
But isn’t this new Sword Sect leader just at the peak of the Fusion Realm?
Hmm? It's not the Fusion Realm, but the Three Tribulations Realm!
Lu Qingshan did not hide his cultivation from beginning to end.
However, assuming that Lu Qingshan's cultivation was at the peak of the seventh realm, Lanting Sword Master never released his spiritual sense to investigate Lu Qingshan's realm.
It was not until after this fight that he realized something was wrong. He released his spiritual sense to investigate and realized that Lu Qingshan's cultivation was not the peak of the fusion realm as rumored, but... the three calamities realm!
Such a young monk in the third calamity realm? ! !
Lanting Sword Master subconsciously went over Lu Qingshan's age in his mind and came to the conclusion...
Thirty-two years old?
Since when did cultivators in the Tribulation Realm become so worthless?
Also, even if he is in the third calamity realm, I am in the sixth calamity realm. How can he fight against me?
In the outside world, it was just a moment, but countless thoughts and questions flashed through the mind of Lanting Sword Master.
The sword hidden in the Tianchi was rushing towards Lu Qingshan at an increasingly faster speed, leaving the Master of the Lanting Sword no time to think.
"Stop him!" he shouted angrily and gave the order.
With someone taking the lead, the old monks in the Sword Washing Pool seemed to have found a backbone and drew their swords one after another.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
One after another, the natal swords flew out from these old sword cultivators, circled in the air, and then slashed towards Lu Qingshan with amazing power and fierce momentum.
For a moment, sword lights flickered in the sky.
Thousands of flying swords came with great force and attacked Lu Qingshan directly.
“Man Jiang Hong, Yu Meiren, Die Lian Hua, Xi Jiang Yue, Cai Sang Zi.” Lu Qingshan’s eyes flashed slightly and he nodded softly.
Every time he paused, a flying sword would shoot out from the sword forest surrounding Lu Qingshan.
"Frosty leaves flying, night-blooming jasmine, clouds crossing the river, Jiuquanzi, heartbroken, pale yellow willows, dream lotus..."
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The already very exciting sound of swords reached its climax at this moment.
Each sword was releasing unique vibrations, conveying its name to Lu Qingshan, and... a request for battle.
They seemed to be vying for favor and couldn't wait to show themselves in front of Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan fulfilled his wish.
"Tianxiang, Liuchou, Yaohua, Qiuji, Wumen..."
One sword after another was shot out and joined the team.
The most top-notch and famous sword masters from the Sword Washing Pool kept flying out.
They flew with the force of thunder, heading straight for... the monks in the Sword Washing Pool!
"Chaotianque!" The brightest sword light flashed up.
These famous swords are all spiritual swords with their own spirits. Some hover at low altitudes, some sway up and down, and some strike across the sky, looking for an "enemy sword" and crashing into it.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The sound of swords clashing one after another echoed over the sword washing pool.
Those old swordsmen in the Sword Washing Pool who once had some reputation thought they had a sure win and were very arrogant. They never expected that Lu Qingshan alone could be so powerful as to take on an entire sect.
Their flying swords fell one after another in the collision.
An old swordsman in a gray robe had the worst luck. When he encountered the Chaotianque, not only did his natal sword fall, but it was also damaged, causing backlash to him, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
However, when the Lanting Sword Master faced Yu Linling again, he was able to compete with her and fight to a balance.
But, that’s all.
“Riding thousands of swords…” Lanting Sword Master only felt that his eyes were darkening at this moment.
The thousands of flying swords swaying like dragons before their eyes are all famous swords from their Sword Washing Pool, and are all top-grade magical weapons.
Ordinary cultivators can usually only operate about three magical instruments at the same time. If they have more, they will be unable to handle it.
At that time, Li Qiubai took a different approach. He did not use his soul to control the weapon, but instead used his sword intent to control the weapon. He was able to perform the astonishing feat of controlling millions of swords, shocking the world and showing the world the skills of a sword immortal.
Although Li Qiubai's ability to control millions of swords was miraculous, they had never heard of it before and even dared not to imagine it, but at least they could barely understand it.
Who is Li Qiubai?
One of the three great sword masters of Chang'an and one of the most talented cultivators in the history of the Cangqiongtian.
For such an existence, it is acceptable for the means to be outrageous.
But what about Lu Qingshan? How could he control thousands of swords?
He is not a sword immortal, nor does he have supreme sword intent...
Master Lanting Sword couldn't understand.
There are many things that Master Lanting Sword cannot understand.
"I have been sharpening the sword for ten years, but I have never tested its frosty blade." Lu Qingshan smiled.
Are you really willing to let the sword be hidden at the bottom of Tianchi Lake for thousands or even tens of thousands of years as a killing weapon?
Unwilling.
They want to show off their talents.
This is the will of the sword.
"Gentlemen, please!" he said to the sword.
After the words fell, the thousands of long swords that were originally circling around Lu Qingshan suddenly stopped.
Then, they bloomed with infinite brilliance.
Sword light.
All the remaining hidden swords in Tianchi also broke out of the water at this moment.
The sword light also burst out.
The sky is filled with sword lights.
The sword-washing pool is filled with ancient sword energy.
The spirit is as strong as that of a bull, and the glory shines across the nine provinces.
Both heaven and earth will be moved by this sword intent.
After the sword light.
Two hundred thousand swords, divided into two waves.
A wave of them lined up in front of Lu Qingshan, with the tips of their swords pointing directly at the monks in the Sword Washing Pool.
A wave just broke out of the Tianchi Lake and appeared behind the monks in the Sword Washing Pool, with the tips of their swords also pointing at them.
Two waves of flying swords trapped the monks in the Sword Washing Pool. The sharp power they gushed out made them dare not move at all.
"Who can stop me, who dares to stop me?" Lu Qingshan asked.
At this moment, Lu Qingshan seemed to have thousands of troops at his command.
Invincible.
