Even if he is truly invincible in the Eight Realms.
After all, he is only invincible below the ninth realm.
It's very simple, and the meaning even seems a bit repetitive. If it's put in a strange story novel, it's bound to be criticized for being just two sentences to fill up the word count, but if you savor it carefully, you can figure out a lot of profound meaning.
It represents the strong self-confidence of Rakṣṭha as the Asura King who looks 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 became clear again.
Lie Que drew an arc and descended to his side, hovering quietly at his side and standing shoulder to shoulder with him.
Purple lightning was moving across the sword, making it look like a divine sword.
Lieque was buzzing, as if expressing his dissatisfaction with Lu Qingshan's use of only demon-suppressing weapons to fight the enemy.
Lu Qingshan smiled and said, "You will definitely get your share."
Immediately, he stretched out his left hand and grasped Lieque.
Lieque, the demon-suppressing one, one on the left hand and the other on the right hand.
This was the first time Lu Qingshan held the sword with both hands .
Holding two swords, Lu Qingshan gently shook the swords to make a flower.
This "flowery posture" that has been overused by countless swordsmen in the world can even be performed by street acrobats, but Luo Qiantuo's expression could not help but become solemn.
Immediately, Lu Qingshan stepped forward and walked towards Luo Qiantuo.
Lu Qingshan's steps were strange, with each step covering twice the distance of the previous one. Later on, his steps became bigger and bigger, as if he was flying through the sky with unstoppable courage and momentum.
It's not just unnecessary bravado.
It's not a fight to the death.
It's not yet at this point.
Although Lu Qingshan was injured, he was still a long way from being completely exhausted.
He is still building up momentum for himself.
In this battle, as long as Lu Qingshan is not dead, he cannot be considered to have lost even if he is at a disadvantage.
On the contrary, the more he fought with Luo Qiantuo, the more invincible he became.
Isn't it a kind of invincibility to be able to fight against the Shura King with the cultivation level of the Seventh Tribulation Realm?
The sword energy has not yet bloomed, but the swords of Lieque and Zhenmo are already filled with surging spirit.
Heroic, indignant, brave, and resolute.
I have a great spirit in my heart, so I can use my sword to express my grievances!
Lu Qingshan stretched out his two swords with the force of lifting a mountain, with the tips of the swords pointing directly at Luo Qiantuo.
Without any way to retreat, he charged towards Luo Qiantuo, whose body was as big as a mountain and as ferocious as a demon, with his sword and fearless determination to die.
These two swords fully embody the sword cultivator's spirit of life and death.
First, you hear the sound of continuous explosions in the air, then you see the two swords separate into two sword energies, which then merge into one, tearing the sky apart in a beautiful arc.
Luo Qiantuo's face kept changing. As conceited as he was, he didn't dodge or evade. The blood in his body suddenly surged and a faint dragon roar could be heard.
The Qiangqi Demon Lord can activate his Shura bloodline talent and gain the blessing of the power of a celestial dragon.
As the Asura King, Luo Qiantuo exerts all his strength to activate the Asura bloodline and possesses the power of three celestial dragons.
What is ultimate power?
That's it!
With the bonus of his bloodline, Luo Qiantuo was like a demon descended from the sky, or like the Tai Sui god on earth. He actually tore a piece of cloud from the sky, turned it into a spear, and threw it out with a swing of his arm.
His attack was so fast that even with Lu Qingshan's eyesight he could only see the afterimage of the spear.
With a loud bang, the sword energy first collapsed, and then Lu Qingshan's body flew backwards, sliding backwards for a full three thousand feet in the air before stopping.
When Lu Qingshan steadied himself, one could see with the naked eye that his arms holding the sword were trembling slightly, and his chest was covered in blood and flesh, with a very deep wound.
The spear made of clouds from the sky in Luo Qiantuo's hand was still there, but its momentum had diminished a little.
He sneered.
Even though Lu Qingshan had mastered all kinds of sword moves in the world, turning decay into magic and reaching the pinnacle of his skills, and even turning his spirit into sword energy, he was ultimately not strong enough and could not stand on an equal footing with him.
If one's skills are deep enough, one can use a small amount of force to move a large amount of material. In that case, Luo Qiantuo is ten thousand pounds, an existence that even a small amount of force cannot move.
But before he could feel proud for a moment, there was a loud bang and without any warning, a purple thunder appeared out of nowhere, cut through the sky, and fell from the sky, striking Luo Qiantuo.
Even though Luo Qiantuo had seen a lot of things in the world, he was still frightened by the sudden thunder tribulation.
Of course, I was just startled.
When in the state of the divine and demonic body, demonic energy roams on the body surface like dragons and snakes. When the thunder strikes, a black snake of demonic energy immediately floats out and pounces on the thunder, dying together with it.
"What is this?" Luo Qiantuo frowned in surprise.
Lu Qingshan still did not answer, but the purple color on the Lieque sword in his left hand became even stronger at this moment.
[Guinan]: When the sword master is fighting with the Lieque sword, he can attract thunder from the sky to assist him in attacking the enemy.
The longer the battle lasts, the higher the frequency of lightning triggering.
The power of the thunderbolt depends on the heavenly tribulation that the sword master has to endure.
This is the seventy-nine heavenly tribulation brought about by Guinan.
The seventy-nine calamities of the state of great perfection.
Even King Shura cannot completely ignore its power.
This is just the beginning.
It's just a thunderbolt.
If the battle lasts long enough, it is not impossible to recreate the vast sea of ​​thunder that he experienced when he was going through the 79th heavenly tribulation.
His mentality had changed from joking at the beginning to surprise and now to seriousness. 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 that killing you as soon as possible is the right choice."
"I didn't die, not because you didn't want to kill me, but because you couldn't do it..." Lu Qingshan pursed his lips and replied for the first time, "Then let you see enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, a long sword quietly emerged behind Lu Qingshan in the purple-gold sword field.
Then, the second, the third, the fourth...
Long swords, short swords, ancient swords, new swords, all kinds of famous swords, all emerged from the void, trembling with joy.
The two hundred thousand swords in the Sword Washing Pool and the two hundred thousand swords he had hidden in the sword domain emerged one by one and swam behind him.
The sword cultivator has 200,000 swords behind him. There is no greater backer in the world. How could he be afraid?
Lu Qingshan smiled and said softly, "Let's go!"
Then, he took the lead and moved forward, charging towards Luo Qiantuo for an unknown number of times.
And behind him, the 200,000 swords were still appearing continuously, the swords were connected end to end, and the swords were connected to each other, gathering into a long sword that was thousands of feet long and suspended in the air. In an instant, it broke through the air and crashed into Luo Qiantuo before Lu Qingshan!
The long sword connected the sky and the earth in a straight line.
When the long sword was about to arrive, Luo Qiantuo took the initiative to lunge forward, stretched out his palm and hit the tip of the suspended long sword formed by thousands of swords.
The heaven and earth shook.
The 108 swords that made up the suspended long sword were all shattered into pieces under Luo Qiantuo's palm, and then scattered in all directions.
It was like a rainstorm falling from the sky to the earth, with loud crackling sounds. The remains of the famous sword fell to the ground like soybean-sized raindrops, stirring up dust.
The ground beneath the two men was suddenly filled with sword fragments, some straight and some slanted, three-quarters deep into the ground.
But when Luo Qiantuo's palm reached the one hundred and ninth sword, it finally encountered an obstacle.
The one hundred and ninth sword is named Man Jiang Hong.
Man Jiang Hong pierced straight through Luo Qiantuo's palm, then lost its strength and fell downwards, with the tip of the sword inserted into the ground, slanting into the cracked earth.
Blood instantly flowed all over Luo Qiantuo's palms.
The famous sword in the Sword Washing Pool is Man Jiang Hong, which was given to Luo Qian to carry Man Zhang Hong!
Seeing that he had gained a rare advantage, Lu Qingshan took another step forward and swung his sword.
In an instant, the Lie Que in his left hand changed, surrounded by purple lightning, and the demon-suppressing skill in his right hand exploded, overflowing with demonic energy.
The sword energy bursts out, and the spirit is as strong as a rainbow.
The purple lightning and demonic energy intertwined, transforming into a sword-like green snake as thick as a dragon, rushing straight towards Luo Qiantuo's face.
The latter's eyes were bloodshot, and he opened his bloodstained hands and slapped hard on the aggressive sword-like green snake.
The powerful and sharp sword energy of the green snake exploded, so gorgeous.
In an instant, Luo Qiantuo was blown back, and at this moment an invisible shadow flashed towards the center of Luo Qiantuo's eyebrows.
Soar!
One move after another, airtight and impossible to defend against!
Luo Qiantuo sensed the danger with his five senses, but it was too late to react.
It was as if an unprecedented explosion had occurred between his eyebrows, demonic energy overflowed, and a concave hole appeared.
Then the blood bloomed like a sad and beautiful lotus, flowing down the river, blurring his face and making it look extremely bloody.
The next moment, Luo Qiantuo stretched out his left hand, covered his face, wiped away the blood, and revealed a cold look.
He looked expressionlessly at Lu Qingshan, who had taken advantage of the turbulent times and risen to become the leader of the Sword Sect.
The Shura King was neither angry nor mad at his injury, nor was he surprised by Lu Qingshan's endless tricks.
At this moment, there was only cold murderous intent in his heart.
Thousands of words are reduced to one sentence.
This child cannot stay.
So, Luo Qiantuo, who had been unusually talkative since the start of the battle, stopped talking at this moment and just took a step forward.
A tangible foot pit actually appeared in the void under Luo Qiantuo's foot.
This is truly walking in the air.
The attack and defense changed. This time, Luo Qian attacked while Lu Qingshan defended!
…
There were 200,000 swords behind him, and even after losing 109 of them, there were still countless of them.
As Lu Qingshan flew past, a cluster of swords appeared like a snake biting its tail. More than a thousand swords surrounded Lu Qingshan and rotated gently.
Luo Qiantuo arrived in an instant.
The sword ring that was as tall as Lu Qingshan suddenly shook and spread out.
Luo Qiantuo just took a breath, and the blood in his body began to boil rapidly. His four arms turned dark blue, wriggling and twisting, and actually turned into four different weapons.
A Shura sword, a blood whip covered with poisonous thorns, a heart-piercing drill, and a heavy hammer.
At the same time, the sound of the heavenly dragon in Luo Qiantuo's body was deafening.
He punched out, fast and fiercely.
The more than a thousand famous swords that were as fast as lightning were smashed into powder one by one by the strange weapons transformed from Luo Qiantuo's four arms .
You have to know that these long swords that were smashed by Luo Qiantuo like toys, in the outside world, each of them would be a valuable sword and could be regarded as a family heirloom. But now in the battle between the two, they are actually less valuable than consumables.
This is more than just playing with your life.
It's just a waste of money!
The sword ring formed by more than a thousand swords was blasted open by Luo Qiantuo with the ultimate power of three heavenly dragons.
Full of murderous intent and with no intention of holding back, Luo Qiantuo continued to charge forward with the force of thunder.
The knives, whips, drills and hammers were aimed at Lu Qingshan's neck, brows, chest and head, causing sonic booms that made people's scalps numb.
Lu Qingshan was in a state of awe.
Every battle with an existence like Shura King is extremely dangerous, because with Shura King's power, he cannot afford to make even one mistake.
Even just once would be enough to kill Lu Qingshan without a burial place.
He silently recited the word "gather" in his heart.
Another thousand two hundred swords appeared and hovered in mid-air, forming a sword pool. All the sword tips were pointing forward, directly pointing at Luo Qiantuo.
Another seven hundred swords appeared behind Luo Qiantuo as if they had telepathic connection with human nature and crashed into his back.
Luo Qiantuo didn't care and just kept punching from beginning to end.
The space between them was as noisy as a tsunami and a landslide, gathering and dispersing at random.
In a small space, everything changed.
The twelve hundred swords, like pieces of exquisite porcelain, were cracking one by one, which was extremely terrifying.
During this time, the sharp tips of the seven hundred swords kept hitting Luo Qiantuo's back.
The clang clang clang sound of flying swords colliding was like the sound of a huge bell, resounding through heaven and earth. It was followed by the sound of famous swords breaking into pieces, so loud it sounded like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting.
In just a few moves, three thousand of the two hundred thousand swords had been destroyed.
From this perspective, two hundred thousand swords seemed to be nothing in this indescribable cross-border battle.
Luo Qiantuo smashed the sword pool that was coming towards him with his punches, and at the same time swept towards Lu Qingshan with a whip kick.
That couldn't be called a leg, it was more like a mountain pillar, smashing towards Lu Qingshan.
Even though Lu Qingshan had two hundred thousand swords to rely on, he didn't dare to completely withstand the whip kick. He silently chanted the word "return" and used the secret of "return". His figure flashed and he moved sideways.
Luo Qiantuo showed his full potential, his aura circulated for a hundred miles, and he swung out the blood whip, which was the longest of the four weapons transformed from his arms, like a dazzling rainbow light, and hit Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan blocked with both swords.
The blood whip hit Lu Qingshan's two swords, and the force was transmitted to Lu Qingshan through the sword bodies, causing his body to spin and sweep backwards in the air, his steps staggering, and then his lips moved slightly, and more blood flowed out.
Luo Qiantuo sneered and would not give Lu Qingshan a chance to breathe. He stepped forward and the Shura Sword was already slashing towards Lu Qingshan's crown.
Lu Qingshan did not take a breath, and the circulation of his magic power stagnated briefly - this breath was different from the breathing of ordinary people, but equally important.
Every breath you take is the greatest chapter in your life.
Just like running, if you don’t breathe, you will be exhausted and fall to the ground after just a few steps.
The same is true in combat, if there is no chance to breathe, the magic power will not flow smoothly.
This was the most dangerous .
Even if Lu Qingshan tried his best to fend off Luo Qiantuo's attack, he would be injured. Now his breathing is not smooth and his magic power is not strong enough. How can he be safe and sound when facing Luo Qiantuo's fierce attack?
Seeing that he was about to be blown away by the wind like duckweed, Lu Qingshan stood up straight.
"Heavenly punishment!" he whispered the next moment.
For no reason, a strong light burst out from the sword in Lu Qingshan's left hand, Lieque, and he rushed out in an instant.
It was lightning, a punishment from heaven, a radiance that was infinitely close to forty times the combat power of the ninth rank, shocking the ancient and modern times, with extreme power.
Luo Qiantuo has not reached forty times the ninth-grade combat power!
At this moment, his face changed and he felt an unprecedented sense of life and death.
Therefore, his determined attack suddenly stopped and turned into an all-out defensive posture.
The heaven and earth seemed to have come to a standstill.
This was followed by a series of explosions, and then Luo Qiantuo retreated again and again.
It is not a retreat of a hundred feet, nor a retreat of a thousand feet, but a retreat of ten thousand feet!
After retreating twenty thousand feet, the power of the heavenly punishment finally dissipated.
But even though he blocked this divine punishment, Luo Qiantuo did not feel good at all.
His steps were light and shaky, and there were countless tiny wounds on the body of the god and demon, with drops of blood slowly oozing out of them.
The divine punishment with its extreme power gave Luo Qiantuo a profound lesson.
Luo Qiantuo himself had not expected that the dignified Shura King, the embodiment of ultimate power, could be defeated by just another person.
He raised his head and looked at Lu Qingshan who was 20,000 feet away. He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but his expression froze there.
Because, from the beginning to the end, Lu Qingshan, who had been determined to fight him to the death, showed a strange smile on his face, actually flew up on his sword, turned into a rainbow light, and turned to go deep into the wilderness.
Is this... running away?!
"Where are you escaping to!" Luo Qiantuo roared and jumped up to catch up without hesitation.
"Escape?" Lu Qingshan pursed his lips slightly when he heard Luo Qiantuo's roar.
No.
It's a change of battle.
The difference in cultivation between him and Luo Qiantuo is not only in quality, but also in quantity.
In the fierce battle just now, the power of mountains and seas that Lu Qingshan had previously obtained through the Shanhai Dao method had been completely consumed, and his own magic power had also been reduced by 10%.
If he continues like this, he will be defeated sooner or later due to exhaustion of magic power.
The only way to break the impasse is to continuously replenish one's own strength through the Shanhai Dao method.
However, this area had already become desolate after being devoured by the previous Mountain and Sea Dao Law, and could no longer provide Lu Qingshan with the power of mountains and seas.
He had to find another battlefield.
The sky is like a dome, covering the entire area.
He fought in many battles over three thousand miles.