It was silent all around.
Ying Jie narrowed his eyes and looked towards the opposite side.
Lu Qingshan held the Demon-Suppressing Sword in his hand, and the obsidian-like sword was shining with a deep purple luster.
His eyelids drooped slightly, so I couldn't see his eyes clearly for a moment.
Finally, Lu Qingshan raised his eyelids.
The two men's eyes met in the air, neither of them looking away.
Yingjie laughed loudly, "You are a sixth-rank person, and you want to kill me?"
He actually laughed.
"In the wilderness, isolated from all energy, there is not much difference between the sixth and eighth grades." Lu Qingshan was very calm.
They are now in the wilderness, and anyone who dares to use energy will be attacked by the wilderness.
Even the Demon Lord Shi Wu could not resist Huang. For them, one blow from him would leave no possibility except death.
Whether it is an eighth-grade demon lord or a fifth-level refiner, within the wilderness, if they do not want to seek death, all living beings are equal and cannot use the spiritual power or demonic energy in their bodies.
"Is this your plan?" Ying Jie looked at him with disdain, thinking it was outrageous. "The Desolate Territory is so small. I want to leave. Do you have any way to stop me?"
Lu Qingshan nodded, "Yes, it is."
There was no way he would not consider such an obvious flaw.
Ying Jie was stunned, his heart full of doubts.
"Look back." Lu Qingshan never speaks without purpose.
He quickly looked back, and then his pupils suddenly dilated.
Amidst the light mist, a fiery red figure appeared.
She has a beautiful face and a transcendent temperament, which can make people's hearts ripple.
Qin Yitian.
If Ying Jie saw such a woman under normal circumstances, he would find it pleasing to the eye.
But at this moment, he felt an endless chill in his heart.
Because it is in Qin Yitian's hands.
The two sword symbols sparkled brightly.
"The sword talisman's lethality is only of the seventh grade. It is nothing to you as a demon lord. You only need to activate your divine and demonic body to easily block it." Lu Qingshan said calmly.
"But the premise of all this is that you can use the magic energy and have a way to activate the divine and demonic body."
"Otherwise, with just your physical body, you won't be able to block the seventh-grade lethal sword talisman."
“So, either you die under the sword talisman without resistance, or you block the sword talisman but die under Huang’s attack because of the use of demonic energy.” Lu Qingshan said with a smile.
Yingjie's expression was uncertain.
He didn't know how Qin Yitian appeared.
When he came in, he clearly observed the situation in the wilderness carefully first to make sure that there was no one there except Lu Qingshan.
How did this woman hide from his sight?
Yingjie didn't notice it.
Among the weapons scattered randomly on the ground, the dragon bird sword with a blazing red blade was prominently listed.
Attacks containing energy released from outside the wilderness into the wilderness will not be effective.
These energies will be destroyed the moment they enter the wilderness.
This is also the reason why the demon cultivators have to risk entering the wilderness to attack it.
Therefore, Lu Qingshan chose to set up a foreshadowing in the wilderness early.
"If you dare to let her release the sword talisman to attack me, the strong energy fluctuation will also cause Huang to take action, and she will die." Ying Jie gritted his teeth.
His eyes were red, and he felt extremely bitter and reluctant.
Because, if he were Lu Qingshan, sacrificing a woman to kill himself would definitely be worth it in his opinion.
"Well, you're right." Lu Qingshan nodded.
"So, I didn't mean to kill you with this trick."
"But if you want to leave the wilderness, then I will have no choice but to let her use the sword talisman."
"After all, I can't stop you." Lu Qingshan said helplessly.
Yingjie breathed a sigh of relief.
It turned out that they just wanted to force him to stay in the wilderness.
Stupid, stupid!
There was a way to kill you right in front of you, but you didn't use it because you felt sorry for a woman's life?
He thought to himself.
It's just a woman's life, what does it matter?
But it’s also a good thing. If he hadn’t been so stupid, I would have been dead today.
"Then what do you want?" Ying Jie said.
Lu Qingshan held the Demon-Suppressing Sword tightly, with the tip of the sword pointing diagonally at Yingjie.
"The sword determines life and death," he said.
"Have you ever thought about this? I'm an eighth-grade Demon Lord, and you're just a primary Demon General. There's such a huge gap in cultivation, this is a chasm that you can never cross. My divine and demonic body has already been perfected, and my physical body is extremely strong. Even if I can't use my cultivation, you will most likely not be able to cause any harm to me." He sneered.
Even if he is unable to use the divine and demonic body, the basic defense of his physical body is absolutely terrifying.
In his opinion, a primary demon general, even if he had all his skills, might not be able to break through his physical defense.
Not to mention, Lu Qingshan is unable to use his cultivation now.
"I've thought about it." Lu Qingshan said.
Ying Jie's heart trembled.
Since he actually thought about it, it means that Lu Qingshan must have also come up with a solution.
Is there any way that he can break through his physical defense?
In the wilderness, there are clearly only a handful of means that can be used.
etc!
He suddenly reacted and looked at the demon-suppressing sword in Lu Qingshan's hand that was flashing with cold light.
"Is it the magic sword?" His voice became dry.
This is the only possibility.
The demons only knew that the magic sword was extremely powerful, but they had no idea what its capabilities were.
He was lucky enough to experience it today.
"Yes." Lu Qingshan did not hide it.
"You have the advantage of a strong body given by the eighth-grade cultivation, while I have one more sword than you." He said.
“That’s fair.”
When entering the wilderness, Ying Jie did not summon his weapons.
In order to summon the demon soldiers, one needs to use a trace of demonic energy.
Therefore, he can only face Lu Qingshan with his bare hands now.
"We can talk about it again." Ying Jie tried to say something else.
"A battle should be fought like a battle. It would be meaningless if you are still thinking about something at this point." Lu Qingshan interrupted him.
He planned so much just to bring Ying Jie to a relatively fair condition to have a battle with him.
As for the conspiracy in the battle.
Lu Qingshan didn't think too much about it.
Because he believed in his sword and his swordsmanship.
The long sword pointed directly at Yingjie.
The fighting spirit grew stronger in the air.
It seemed like there were war drums beating and beacon smoke rising.
Ying Jie stared at Lu Qingshan, his mind turning countless times.
Finally, he smiled, "Qingge, you are too confident."
He said, "Your idea is good. My cultivation is higher than yours, so you chose the wasteland as the battle site to restrict me from using my cultivation. My body is extremely strong, and you can rely on the magic sword to solve this problem, or even make me unable to use weapons and eliminate my advantage."
"But you missed one thing."
He said murderously, "You have only been born for a hundred years, and I am already one thousand nine hundred and twenty-seven years old."
"Not a hundred years," Qin Yitian, who was silent not far away, heard Ying Jie's words and said in his heart: "Young Master is only twenty-two years old this year."
Yingjie continued, and he said seriously: "The time I have spent fighting is even longer than your age."
"Why do you think that I, who have been through hundreds of battles, would lose to a young boy like you in a fight where I can only use my body and skills?"
His voice became powerful and his aura suddenly increased.
A sharp murderous intent and a high fighting spirit rose from Ying Jie's body.
The demons are a race that is good at fighting and has no fear of fighting.
"Since you want to fight, then come and fight."
Lu Qingshan stopped talking nonsense and walked away with the sword in hand.
The distance between the two people was not very long to begin with, and at this moment it shrank rapidly.
Ying Jie concentrated his mind, moved in response, and flew across the sky as light as a swallow.
In terms of speed, he is faster than Lu Qingshan.
Physical defense is the most basic thing, but apart from that, even without using demonic energy and blood, his strength and speed are actually far superior to those of ordinary people.
At least it's much faster than Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan was not panicked about this.
He had expected this.
Although Ying Jie's strength and speed surpassed his, due to the restrictions of the Wilderness, he could not exceed a limit after all, which was within his tolerance.
As long as strength and speed are not enough to crush the opponent, they can be compensated by skills.
Ying Jie had turned into a ferocious afterimage, and in an instant, he had pounced in front of Lu Qingshan.
Dozens of fists were thrown out.
Lu Qingshan also went forward with a sword in hand.
The sword shines brightly.
His sword is one step faster than his fist.
because.
The sword is longer.
In a very short time, Zhenmo found a gap from the continuous fist shadows and slashed towards Ying Jie's face.
Ying Jie's heart skipped a beat and his face tensed as he tried to withstand the attack.
Normally, his skin should be thick enough.
However, this time is an exception.
At this moment, the three-foot sword blade was surrounded by green light, like a hot knife into butter, cutting directly into Ying Jie's face.
A slanting red mark suddenly appeared on his face where he was attacked by the Demon-Slaying Sword.
That's a sword mark.
His body is indeed very strong.
Therefore, under the sword blade, the injury was still almost non-existent, only a red mark appeared.
But a moment later, tiny beads of blood appeared among the red marks.
Magical power: Blue steel.
There is absolutely no way to completely avoid "true damage".
Yingjie's fist finally arrived a step later.
Lu Qingshan took advantage of the situation and held his sword horizontally to block the fist shadow.
It not only retracts the sword, but also serves a defensive purpose.
Bang!
There was a sound of metal colliding.
Even though Lu Qingshan held his sword horizontally to block the attack, he still retreated backwards, his steps staggering, and his blood boiling.
Ying Jie's pure physical strength was too strong. He could even gain a slight advantage against Zhenmo with his fists.
However, Yingjie is not feeling well either.
"This?!" He wiped the blood off his face and felt a piercing pain in the wound.
Supernatural power: destroy demons.
The damage caused to demons is increased by 100%.
Therefore, the pain in the wound is particularly intense.
Demon Breaker and Blue Steel are both passive.
What is passive?
That is an effect that will last forever, and it will remain the same even if Zhenmo has already gathered all his divine power.
Lu Qingshan said nothing and raised his sword again.
The sword that could suppress demons swung upwards, and the long sword made a clanging sound.
It was Zhenmo who was expressing his emotions.
"Slash him, you idiot!"
The grumpy little brother suffered a small loss and became even more grumpy.
It obviously still remembered Ying Jie, the idiot that it had just despised a few days ago.
"Okay, then let's beat him." Lu Qingshan comforted.
Lu Qingshan attacked again, and three sword lights zigzagged down like a flash of thunder under thick dark clouds, as fast as a startled wild goose in the sky.
Zhan Feng and Qi Jue.
Without spiritual power, it cannot exert its power.
But Lu Qingshan had already mastered these two moves and could use them at will.
Lu Qingshan danced like a dragon, with great demonic power, and moved among the fist shadows.
Ying Jie pushed the ground with his knee at 90 degrees and punched towards Lu Qingshan’s forehead.
The demon was suppressed from bottom to top, and when the sword and fist collided, the sword body trembled slightly.
Woo!
There was a sound of wind in Lu Qingshan's ears.
After Ying Jie took a half step back, he immediately moved forward and punched out again.
Even though it had been a while since they had a fight where victory was decided solely by moves, Ying Jie had adapted extremely quickly.
After nearly two thousand years of training, his combat awareness has indeed reached a terrifying level, and it is not just talk.
Here, Lu Qingshan twisted his calf and moved his body to avoid the fist shadow . The Demon-Suppressing Sword flew upwards and lightly touched Ying Jie's throat.
Ying Jie seemed to be aware of something, and he reached out and grabbed the sword, and took the blade directly into his hand.
Lu Qingshan's eyes turned cold and he spun the sword vigorously.
The blue light reappeared.
Drops of blood shot out from Ying Jie's hands.
But Yingjie's move is not completely meaningless.
Because of the pain, he had no choice but to loosen his left hand that was holding the sword, but his other hand had already clenched into a fist and punched towards Lu Qingshan.
The punch was so powerful that it made a loud noise, as if it was preparing to blow Lu Qingshan's head off.
There was no time to dodge in a hurry. Lu Qingshan raised his eyebrows, and with almost no hesitation, he drew back the sword in his hand and blocked it horizontally.
This punch was extremely powerful, and it smashed into Lu Qingshan's sword with the force of collapsing a mountain.
The first one to feel uncomfortable was Yingjie.
How could he feel good if he had to fight the magic weapon to suppress demons with his fists?
A scar that exposed the bone was clearly visible.
However, Lu Qingshan also suffered a small loss.
The astonishing force from Ying Jie's fist was reflected along the sword of Zhenmo to his body, causing him to spit out blood.
The two of them seemed to have fought to a draw, or rather, Lu Qingshan had a slight advantage.
But Yingjie showed a grim smile.
Because his recovery ability and endurance are still stronger than Lu Qingshan's.
This exchange, which seemed to be a small loss, was actually a big profit for him.
It's like two businesses are engaged in vicious competition. He loses one thousand yuan a day, while his opponent only loses eight hundred yuan a day. However, he has ten thousand yuan, while Lu Qingshan only has five thousand yuan.
It goes without saying who will collapse first.
Only at this point did Ying Jie gradually relax.
"I was still doubting your identity before, but now I can be sure that you are not Qing Ge, absolutely not." Ying Jie suddenly said.
"Why do you think so?" Lu Qingshan was very calm and even asked curiously.
"Your swordsmanship is at the pinnacle, which is definitely not what Qingge should have at his age," he said.
"Swordsmanship is the most difficult and powerful of all combat methods, and it requires the most time and energy."
Lu Qingshan shook his head.
He was not denying Yingjie's speculation about his identity, but was regretting Yingjie's insight.
But he didn't say much to Ying Jie.
Although his wrist was slightly numb, he drew his sword and slashed again, taking two steps forward.
Ying Jie's eyes blurred and he felt that Lu Qingshan's sword seemed to be two points faster than before.
"An illusion?"
In that split second, he didn't have time to think too much.
He roared like a tiger and swung his fist out, raising gusts of wind.
Ying Jie is not used to using fists, or it can be said that any soldier demon is not used to using fists.
They like and are good at using the magic soldiers they bred.
Therefore, Ying Jie, who is unable to summon weapons, only has this one move and cannot perform any other tricks.
However, relying on his strength and speed, he still forced Lu Qingshan into danger.
Facing this fierce attack, Lu Qingshan did not give in at all.
Zhenmo swung out sword shadows, which flashed among the fist shadows, like butterflies flying through flowers, looking for flaws and vital points.
However, Ying Jie also defended very well. If he was really unstoppable, he would cross his arms in front of him and use the injury to his arms to avoid being hit in vital parts.
In such a thrilling fight, it is impossible to gain every advantage; you must be willing to get hurt.
Yingjie sees it very clearly.
He is a really strong opponent.
The sword and fist shadows overlapped, forming an impenetrable afterimage.
Lu Qingshan's face was cold and hard as he felt waves of power coming from the Demon-Slaying Sword.
His arms began to go numb.
There were more and more bloodstains on Ying Jie's arm, and it gradually turned into a bloody hand, dripping with blood.
Although painful and serious, it is not fatal.
Under the current circumstances, Qinggang's real damage is more like scraping.
It cannot be said to be useless, but if you want to use it to kill Ying Jie, who has the eighth-grade cultivation, it will definitely require some hard work.
The question is whether Lu Qingshan can hold on until Ying Jie falls.
The battle seemed to have turned into a protracted war to see who would give up first.
But this is the realm of Yingjie.
Lu Qingshan has fallen into a disadvantageous position.
Ying Jie's eyes gradually brightened.
At this moment, the Demon-Suppressing Sword shook and stabbed towards his throat.
However, Ying Jie was already accustomed to this and was ready to block it with his fist.
There's still enough time.
At most, you'll just get a few minor injuries.
He thought.
The long sword flashed suddenly.
Ying Jie's eyes widened and his pupils dilated.
What a fast sword!
What a strange sword!
This sword was the same as the previous one, but also a little different.
This sword was unstoppable, as if it was folding space. It suddenly crossed several inches of space and stabbed at his throat.
It was these few inches of space that made it impossible for him to defend himself in time.
A sword spurted out blood, and blood beads flew out from his throat.
This was the worst injury he had ever suffered.
Because this time the injury was to a vital part.
Qin Yitian stared at Lu Qingshan, couldn't help but smile, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
She understood something.
Very strange.
She clearly inherited the talent of the Sword Master, Lu Qingshan.
The strength will be consistent with Lu Qingshan.
In other words, her fighting level should be on the same level as Lu Qingshan.
But many times, when she watched Lu Qingshan fighting, she still felt inferior.
This is Master, my sword master.
She thought.
"What is this?" Ying Jie seemed to have realized something.
The suffocating murderous intent in the air became even thicker.
Lu Qingshan's long sword was like a cold light, and it struck out again and again.
There are three paths when it comes out.
This is a higher level of swordsmanship than before.
Lu Qingshan moved forward, and three sword lights pressed down.
Ying Jie's eyes were bloodshot, his fists flashed, and he continuously hit the sword light.
"Disperse!" he yelled.
But something strange happened again.
The sword light condensed, turned into a sword mark, and dissipated in vain.
Ying Jie attacked with all his strength, but failed to hit the target. He felt very uncomfortable.
He stumbled forward a step and lowered his fist.
However, at this moment, the three scattered sword lights appeared again.
But this time, Ying Jie had no strength left to resist.
boom!
The three sword lights merged into one, turned into substance, and revealed their true form.
It is the real body of Demon Suppression!
Blood spurting out!
A sword pierces the heart.
The demon-suppressing sword had penetrated two inches into the flesh, extremely close to Ying Jie's heart, and blood spots had already spurted out from it.
No one dared to believe that this sword style was performed solely by skill without the help of any spiritual power.
This kind of sword skills shouldn't exist in the world.
This is as incongruous as the appearance of magic in the world of martial arts.
But Yingjie understood.
It was because he understood it that he was shocked to the extreme.
"Bloodstain tactics..." Ying Jie's voice trembled.
The move that Lu Qingshan performed was exactly the one written on the Bloodstain Battle Monument.
Because he had also comprehended the Bloodstain Battle Method Monument, it looked very familiar to him and he saw the secret at a glance.
But how is this possible?
He comprehended the Bloodstain Battle Monument a few days earlier than Lu Qingshan.
But in his opinion, the tactics were mysterious and unpredictable. According to his estimation, in order to gain some initial insights from them and apply the secrets of the Mangcang tactics, it would take at least several decades of research and study.
For those who can comprehend the Mangcang tactics, even if there is a gap in their talent for tactics, it should not be too big.
He firmly believes this.
But Lu Qingshan had clearly just comprehended the Mangcang fighting method three days ago, so why was he already able to perform some of its moves?
In three days, you can get a basic understanding of the Mangcang tactics.
Is this reasonable?
There is more than just a gap, it's the difference between a sparrow and a swan.
Lu Qingshan ignored Yingjie's shock.
There was a faint purple glow on the Demon Suppression, and a green glow as bright as autumn water. The sword shadow was like a silver bottle suddenly breaking and water bursting out, pouring out and splashing towards the Ying Realm.
Ying Jie was confused. In his sight, the sky was full of sword shadows, like thousands of troops, which made people tremble.
In terms of technique, this is already the most gorgeous performance.
What is rare is that, besides being gorgeous, it also possesses unparalleled lethality.
This is swordsmanship at its finest .
It's both beautiful and can kill people.
Since ancient times, it has been said that swordsmen are the most romantic in the secular world.
There has never been a martial art that can combine these two elements so well as swordsmanship.
Ying Jie was dazzled and in a trance.
He relied on his instinct to continuously resist Lu Qingshan's attacks.
However, the ferocity of Lu Qingshan's attack was increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This forced Yingjie to accept a fact that he didn't want to believe.
Lu Qingshan was using him as a whetstone to sharpen his sword, and in the battle with him, he mastered the Mangcang fighting methods on the spot.
This is a despairing and demoralizing fact.
At this time, Lu Qingshan put away his sword.
Ying Jie, who was exhausted from dealing with the situation, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"The spring breeze returns." Lu Qingshan slowly uttered a word.
A gentle breeze blew by.
Ying Jie felt a cool sensation on his neck.
A moment.
A head flew up.
Ying Jie's head and body were separated.
——The cool feeling he sensed was actually the edge of Lu Qingshan’s sword.
Ying Jie's face was filled with disbelief.
Lu Qingshan was clearly putting away his sword, so how did the sword tip appear at his neck?
He couldn't figure it out and his eyes widened.
This was an extremely sudden killing move.
Of course, this is for Yingjie.
Lu Qingshan had been preparing for this sword strike for a long time.
The vitality of an eighth-rank demon cultivator is too strong. Even if he cannot use his divine and demonic body, he is still not dead even if his head and body are separated.
However, it is only a matter of time.
Lu Qingshan's face was grim.
He swung his sword.
Last hit.
The night is long and dreams are many.
He didn't want to wait any longer.
Facing the incoming sword light, Ying Jie knew that he was doomed to die.
Finally, a malicious gleam flashed in his eyes and he laughed.
"Amazing, amazing, amazing!" Ying Jie was extremely crazy, "A primary demon general actually killed me. I never thought there would be such a person in the world!"
Lu Qingshan frowned.
This line doesn't sound like anything .
really.
"But you missed one point. No matter what happens, I can drag you down with me!"
"You can win, but it will always be a pyrrhic victory!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Qingshan's sword arrived.
The Demon-Suppressing Sword was extremely sharp, and with a flash of green light, it turned into a line of frost, directly splitting Ying Jie's head into two and exploding into a bloody mist.
Yingjie...
die!
The next moment, Lu Qingshan's expression changed.
Because in the blood mist, a blood arrow shot out.
At the same time, a bloody mouth appeared in the void at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and swallowed the blood mist that was transformed from Ying Jie's head.
Lu Qingshan's eyes blurred.
The blood mist has completely disappeared.
This is Huang being alarmed!
This is Yingjie’s final plan.
At the moment when his life was in danger, he mobilized his demonic energy, used blood as arrows, and launched a final attack on Lu Qingshan.
The attack launched by the Eighth-Rank Demon Lord, even if it was just when he was barely alive, was definitely not something Lu Qingshan could easily resist.
The difficulties he is facing now are just like what Ying Jie had to consider when he faced the sword talisman.
If you don't use your spiritual power, you will definitely not be able to block this attack and you will die.
Although using spiritual power can block the attack, it will also alert Huang and cause death at his hands.
A situation where there is no chance of survival.
At this time, on the ground not far from Lu Qingshan, a burst of icy mist emerged from a dark blue sword.
Then, Gu Yiyi appeared.
She also held a sword talisman in her hand.
Gu Yiyi was ready to activate the sword talisman to block the attack for Lu Qingshan.
Because she is the only one who can use force in the wilderness without dying.
[Soul Purification]: No magical power can destroy the sword forged by the world's will.
"Gu Yiyi, stop." Lu Qingshan stopped Gu Yiyi.
He was sure that Wangchuan would never be destroyed.
But Wangchuan is Wangchuan, and Gu Yiyi is Gu Yiyi.
When casting the sword talisman, Gu Yiyi must leave Wangchuan's body.
Lu Qingshan was not sure whether Gu Yiyi could hide back in Wangchuan in time and remain safe when facing Huang’s attack.
He didn't dare take the risk.
It was also because of this that when he led Ying Jie into the Wilderness, he did not choose to let Gu Yiyi use sword talismans to bombard Ying Jie, but instead dealt with Ying Jie with a head-on combat.
Gu Yiyi was stunned for a moment and subconsciously withdrew her hand.
Gu Yiyi, who is usually a bit immature and likes to show off, listens to Lu Qingshan most of the time.
Just as he was distracted, the blood arrow had already approached Lu Qingshan and pierced directly through his chest.
Lu Qingshan is a sword cultivator, not a magic cultivator, and his body is extremely weak.
After this blow, he had no reason to live.
Gu Yiyi was stunned.
Tears welled up in her big eyes and she almost cried.
The next moment, a gentle voice sounded.
"I'm fine."
Gu Yiyi looked at it in disbelief.
The "Lu Qingshan" whose heart was pierced by a blood arrow suddenly shrank and finally turned into a small puppet with a bloody hole in his heart, falling from the air.
After falling to the ground, the puppet shattered into pieces.
And at the original position, Lu Qingshan was unharmed, with a gentle smile on his face.
Huang did not notice the new energy fluctuations, and he became quiet and fell into a deep sleep again.
It's completely over.
This battle is really dangerous.
He sighed.
This was his final calculation and preparation.
That was a sword puppet given by Taibai Sword Master, which could take the place of death once and release the power of teleportation.
Death substitution is passive and will not produce any fluctuations in spiritual power, but the power of teleportation will produce energy changes.
But just choose not to transmit.
He had already expected that when he knew he was going to die, Yingjie would definitely drag him down with him.
Because if it were him, he would do the same.
Therefore, as long as we ensure that Ying Jie is not in a good condition when launching an attack and is unable to perform attack moves beyond the seventh realm, it will be fine.
After all, once the attack goes beyond the seventh realm, death substitution may not work.
Fortunately, everything is under control.
He won a great victory in this battle.
Lu Qingshan concentrated slightly.
In his sea of ​​consciousness, a blood-colored symbol has been lit up on the original divine text transformed from the Mangcang battle method.
That is the word "return" among the six words of Mangcang, which is also the mystery of the tactics on the Bloodstain Combat Monument.
When it lights up, it means that he has entered the door.
Even the strongest winds have their way home.
"Gui" means "return", after all, it is actually a fast sword technique.
Its key point is speed, so fast that it can even cross space and allow impossible sword styles to hit.
Ying Jie said that the time he spent fighting was longer than Lu Qingshan’s entire life.
This is true.
But what Yingjie was wrong about was...
Improving swordsmanship does not necessarily require too much time.
Kendo has always been the domain of geniuses.
Even though there are eight wildernesses and thousands of years, he is still the best in terms of swordsmanship.
One year of his life is worth a hundred or a thousand years of others' life.
So, Lu Qingshan is the final winner.