Volume 7: The Strongest Four Realms Chapter 95: It is better to move forward than to stop
Sword Sect.
The old god Xixiang sat comfortably in the temple.
He has been in a very good mood lately.
Suddenly, the old swordsman's expression changed and his eyes swept towards the gate.
A monk was coming in hurriedly from the outer door.
"Li Zixu, could it be that you have gained something important during the interrogation that makes you so hurried?" Xi Xiang quickly stood up and looked at the young monk who walked in. He realized something and frowned.
The young man who came in was the monk from Zhishou Tower, the prison warden Li Zixu, who was sent by Daxia to assist the Sword Sect in interrogating the monks from the underworld.
This person is proficient in interrogation, and his "performance" in recent decades has been impressive. He has pried out a lot of intelligence from those stubborn monks in the underworld, and thus became famous, and is deeply valued by the guards of the building.
Li Zixu cupped his hands and said anxiously, "Where is your sect's Lu Qingshan now? The news I just received is that this time the underworld cultivators sent out two groups of cultivators to kill him, and the Void Refining cultivators captured by your sect this time are just one of them!"
"What? Thirty-two Void Refining cultivators are just one of the Underworld cultivators?!" Xi Xiang's face suddenly changed, and he instantly realized the seriousness of the matter. "Have you found out when, where, and how the second group of Underworld cultivators are going to take action?"
Li Zixu looked embarrassed. "Master, you also know that the monks in the underworld are very good at keeping secrets. I also used some special means to get this news from the leader Yindu. As for the details, this person also doesn't know. As for the remaining 31 monks in the underworld, I don't even know that there are two groups of monks on their side..."
One of the important reasons why the monks in the underworld have been unable to eliminate the accumulated problems for so many years is that the intelligence and confidentiality work is done well.
When it comes to keeping intelligence confidential, the underworld has a double insurance policy.
First, he set up various means for his subordinates to make their souls gather and disperse once they revealed the information about the underworld.
But you have a plan and I have a ladder to climb over the wall. No matter how powerful the means are, it is inevitable that human cultivators will find a way to crack them.
Therefore, the underworld set up a second line of security, which is to keep the information confidential within a strict hierarchy - as long as their subordinates know nothing, even if they want to leak the information, what can they leak?
For example, this time, two groups of underworld cultivators were responsible for the same task, but except for the leading Yin Du and Yuan Cang who knew some inside information, the remaining 31 Void Refining cultivators were completely clueless.
Xi Xiang paced in the hall for a few steps and responded immediately.
He immediately sent a sword letter to Lu Qingshan, informing him of this shocking news.
As a result, Jian Xin's letter fell into oblivion.
A bad premonition came over me.
Xi Xiang did not hesitate. He apologized to Li Zixu and quickly left the peak to find Lu Qingshan in person.
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A quarter of an hour later, Jian Zong arrived at Yichuan Peak, which was responsible for the circulation of spiritual messages.
"What? Lu Qingshan left the sect a day ago?!" Xi Xiang's face suddenly darkened. "Do you know why he left the sect?"
"A spiritual letter was sent from Senior Brother Qingshan's family in the Southern Region. I don't know the details. But after receiving the spiritual letter, Senior Brother Qingshan left the sect in a hurry. I guess something must have happened in his family? That's why he was in a hurry to go back..." The disciple of Yichuan Peak noticed that his uncle's expression was not right, so he hurriedly recalled the details and gave his own judgment.
"Under such circumstances, a spiritual message came from the family..." Xi Xiang's face became increasingly gloomy.
He was 90% sure that this must have been done by the second group of cultivators from the underworld.
To be honest, he really couldn't understand why the cultivators from the underworld valued Lu Qingshan so much?
Even though Lu Qingshan was a disciple of his sect whom he valued very much, he still felt that it was too exaggerated for the underworld to dispatch thirty-two Void Refining cultivators just to surround and kill Lu Qingshan.
But who could have thought that such a large battle was only supported by half of the manpower mobilized by the underworld?
If thirty-two Void Refining Monks come again, how will Lu Qingshan survive without him?
Due to the Sword Sect’s own “sect culture” and number of people, there has never been any so-called protection of the sect.
After all, a young eagle will never learn to fly under the protection of an eagle.
But the situation that Lu Qingshan encountered was obviously beyond his control, and as a senior of the Sword Sect, he had to step in to rescue him.
Xi Xiang didn't dare to think any more, and immediately sent a message to gather nearly ten monks from Dingxin Peak to rush to the Southern Region together.
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Finally, under Yuan Cang's cold gaze, Lu Qingshan moved.
With twenty-four bloody sword wounds, he persevered and launched his twenty-fifth attack.
Lu Qingshan strode forward, and his steps were even a little staggering due to excessive blood loss.
The Wangchuan River in his hand was cold, but the blood in his body was burning hotter and hotter, and the murderous intent in his chest was boiling and ready to burst out.
Lu Qingshan's footsteps became faster and faster, and the gully-filled ground sounded like the sound of a war drum.
The power of one person is like a steel torrent charging forward with thousands of troops.
Lu Qingshan's eyes were like swords, shooting towards Yuan Cang, who was standing there, motionless as a mountain, waiting for his attack leisurely.
After the first twenty-four sword exchanges, Lu Qingshan was seriously injured and was hanging on to his life with one breath, but Yuan Cang was completely unharmed and did not even move an inch.
He does have the confidence and capital to ignore Lu Qingshan.
Yuan Cang is already in sight.
Lu Qingshan had a blank expression on his face, and his Qi was flowing to its peak state.
His mind quickly aroused the green snake spirit in his sea of consciousness.
A sword energy swam above the Wangchuan River and then exploded.
The sword was filled with green energy, and the sword energy was layered.
A green snake appeared out of nowhere.
This was not enough. The murderous intent that had been accumulating in Lu Qingshan's body for a long time rushed out like a wild horse, unable to wait.
One qi covers another qi, and murderous qi covers calm qi.
One intention stacked on top of another, twenty-four layers of murderous intent stacked on top of each other.
This time, the name of this killing intent is...
The true meaning of destruction!
Between life and death, the killing sword intent that was only one step away from promotion finally advanced to the true intent of destruction at this moment.
The true meaning of destruction is the ultimate "increase in damage", which is instantly integrated into the green snake sword energy that surges against the wind.
The green snake's aura suddenly increased, and scales actually formed on its body.
Yuan Cang, who had been sitting on the mountain of Tai, could not help but frown when he saw this scene, and said to himself: "This is really beyond my expectation..."
For the first time, he felt a hint of threat in this green snake sword energy that combined sword energy, living beings, the true meaning of destruction, and the power of mountains and seas.
This feeling made him lose the sense of superiority of the cat playing with the mouse, and also made him lose his patience.
He was not going to continue playing like this with Lu Qingshan.
Anyway, he had enough fun.
This time, it will be the last offensive launched by Lu Qingshan.
He had made up his mind to put an end to this child's play.
However, for now, let's stop this green snake sword energy first.
Yuan Cang's heart moved, and he swung the black sword in his hand down with great force. A huge sword energy burst out like a rainbow of light.
The sword energy formed by the Yuanli has an irresistible breaking force. Even when facing the Green Snake Sword Qi released by Lu Qingshan, which is a superb skill, it is not afraid at all.
It is still the simplest method of using force to defeat skill.
Wangchuan's sword and the green snake are approaching.
The green gas covered the sky and the earth. Its power might not be earth-shattering, but its spirit was rare in the world.
When the two sword energies were about to clash, a graceful red figure appeared in the corner of Lu Qingshan's eye.
Lu Qingshan curled the corners of his mouth.
Since the first confrontation, when the Dragon Bird slipped out of his hand, Lu Qingshan changed his sword to Wangchuan, but he never took back the Dragon Bird.
That's because the dragon bird is spiritual, and he needs the dragon bird's help at the critical moment.
To deal with Yuan Cang, Qin Yitian didn't need to think about communicating with him, because his mind had to be fully focused on his sword moves and he dared not be distracted in the slightest, so that he would have a slight chance of turning the tables.
However, he believed that Qin Yitian would appear at the right time when he needed him.
This is the trust and tacit understanding that the Sword Master and his natal sword have developed through countless times of fighting side by side.
Yitian...
We are in tune with each other, aren't we?
Qin Yitian waved the dragon bird in his hand.
Break the law!
The sword energy formed by Yuan Cang's Yuan force dissipated out of thin air under Qin Yitian's sword.
There was no more obstacle in front of the green snake, and its sword tongue could not wait to lick Yuan Cang's face.
Yuan Cang's face suddenly changed. He was caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the stunningly beautiful woman with a sword and the collapse of his own sword energy.
But even so, Yuan Cang was still confident.
Because he is a cultivator who has reached the state of Divine Transformation.
For the first time, a serious look flashed in his eyes.
He really took it seriously.
whoosh!
A second sword appeared in Yuan Cang's left hand, which had been empty all this time.
He actually has two natal swords!
Yuan Cang raised his left hand slightly, and a strong murderous sword intent was added to the sword in his left hand, which stabbed at the head of the oncoming green snake.
The ferocious green snake had its forehead pressed against the tip of Yuan Cang's sword. It kept shaking all over, trying to move forward and swallow Yuan Cang into its stomach.
Compared with the huge green snake sword energy, Yuan Cang's sword seems extremely small.
But such a tiny sword was like a magic needle that stabilized the sea, stopping the green snake three feet in front of it.
At the same time, a layer of energy shield surged out of Yuan Cang's body, protecting himself inside.
This is to prevent Qin Yitian from appearing suddenly.
The Yuanli shield is not a sophisticated defensive method. It is of the same nature as the spiritual power shield. It is just the most basic way of using magic power and the simplest means of protection.
However, due to the crushing power of Yuanli over Lingli, even the simplest Yuanli shield cannot be broken by a Nascent Soul cultivator who has not yet cultivated Yuanli.
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There was a violent storm in front of Yuan Cang, and the strong wind brought by the green snake stirred up dust all over the sky.
The tremendous force of the Green Snake Sword forced Yuan Cang back several feet. His legs were deeply embedded in the ground, and mud and gravel flew under his feet.
But even so, the Green Snake sword energy still couldn't break through Yuan Cang's left-hand sword.
Moreover, the sword energy that constitutes the shape of the green snake is constantly dissipating, and its power is constantly weakening.
Finally, Yuan Cang's left-hand sword tore the green snake apart.
But at the moment when the green snake collapsed, Lu Qingshan, without even taking a breath, rushed forward again and stabbed him straight in the middle of his eyebrows with a sharp sword.
"Where does he get the strength?!" Yuan Cang felt a little panic for the first time.
He clearly felt that Lu Qingshan had exhausted all his strength in the previous sword strike.
The power of the sword that was thrust out again seemed to come out of nowhere, which was completely unreasonable.
Yuan Cang was terrified and surprised, wondering how many cards Lu Qingshan still had.
Lu Qingshan's face was almost dead calm.
At this moment, his body was burning like a volcano and the pain was unspeakable.
Secret Sword: Heaven-Suppressing Sword!
In such a bad physical condition, he chose to strike out the Secret Sword of Heaven.
This behavior is tantamount to seeking death.
But Lu Qingshan is no longer able to care about these things now.
If you use the Secret Sword of Heaven, you may die.
If you don't come out... you will definitely die.
He had no choice.
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The son of a wealthy family should not sit in the hall. Even in this situation, Yuan Cang still retains the sense of superiority and pride of a spiritual cultivator.
Lu Qingshan was fighting for his life, but he was not prepared to take risks .
He could see that Lu Qingshan's sword was his last struggle.
If that's the case, why should I fight him?
If you are not careful, you might get hurt. Why bother?
Just stop it.
As long as he could block his attack, Lu Qingshan, who was holding on for a breath, would collapse and he wouldn't need to take any more action.
Yuan Cang thought so in his heart and did so.
The two swords in his hands could have been used to block or attack, but in the end he chose to cross the swords in front of his body, defending with all his strength.
The other side.
Fight hard?
Lu Qingshan was not just fighting for his life, he was swinging the sword with his life.
Back then, when he was in the Chicken Soup Temple, after practicing the Dragon Elephant Mysterious Art and opening the 360 Yuan Acupoints, even though he was still at the Qi Refining level, he could already vaguely feel the life wheel hidden deep in his body.
Now, his cultivation has reached the perfection of Nascent Soul stage, and his perception of the Wheel of Destiny must be far better than when he was refining Qi, and it is extremely clear.
What is the wheel of life? It is actually the wheel of human lifespan.
The wheel of life keeps turning, and so do people.
But if the wheel of fate stops turning one day, this person will die.
Yuan Cang didn't understand where Lu Qingshan got such a powerful force from after exhausting all his strength.
This power did not come out of thin air. It was because Lu Qingshan used the magical power of the Dragon Elephant Profound Art, which made him indestructible to all gods!
Breaking the 360 Yuan Acupoints to become indestructible allowed Lu Qingshan to dominate the power in his body and see everything clearly.
This time, he mobilized the power of the Wheel of Destiny that he had understood.
That invisible, deeply hidden, golden wheel of fate began to spin rapidly.
It looks like a fast-forwarding clock, or a rapidly rotating millstone.
As the Wheel of Fate rotated, streams of blood and energy suddenly overflowed from it, transforming into an extremely powerful force that supported him in slashing out with the sword.
The First Sword of the Sky was obtained by Lu Qingshan in exchange for one hundred years of his own lifespan.
clang!
Under Lu Qingshan's sword, one of the two swords in Yuan Cang's hands was immediately knocked away.
A mouthful of blood spurted out of both of their mouths at the same time.
Yuan Cang looked like a madman. He smiled grimly as he looked at Lu Qingshan's face, which was pale even though it was covered in blood.
No matter how cruel you are, so what?
Didn't I still block it?
Lu Qingshan curled the corners of his mouth, as if he understood the sarcasm in Yuan Cang's eyes.
Then, he thrust forward again with his right hand holding the sword.
Zhentian, the second sword.
This time, he exchanged 200 years of life for the second sword.
This sword caused the only sword left in Yuan Cang's hand to fly away.
But this is not the end yet. Zhentian’s second sword moved forward unstoppably, stabbing at the last means of defense on Yuan Cang’s body, the Yuanli protection.
A concave point appeared at the intersection of the tip of the Wangchuan sword in Lu Qingshan's hand and Yuan Cang's eyebrows.
On the Yuanli shield, the Yuanli spread out around with the tip of the sword as the center, and became thinner and thinner.
At the same time, the power in Lu Qingshan's sword was also disappearing rapidly.
After a moment of confrontation, Wangchuan finally ran out of strength three inches away from Yuan Cang's eyebrows.
At this life-or-death moment, with only blood left on his face, Lu Qingshan, who was already pale, slowly closed his eyes and swung his sword again.
Zhentian, the third sword.
He traded his three hundred years of life for the third sword.
From the moment he swung his first sword...
Lu Qingshan only thought about moving forward, not staying, and even less about retreating.
If the first sword fails, then the second sword, the third sword, and even the fourth sword, the fifth sword...
The lifespan of a Nascent Soul is a thousand years. Lu Qingshan is twenty-one this year, so he has nine hundred and seventy-nine years of life left to him.
When you are on the line between life and death, you no longer think about life and death.
Today, either I, Lu Qingshan, will die of my old age, or you will be killed by me.
It is better to think about moving forward than to think about stopping!
