A moment.
Lu Qingshan's figure seemed to teleport and appeared in front of Luohou.
Around him, seven Taoist swords carrying sword energy were like seven black dragons, swimming and pouncing forward.
Faced with Lu Qingshan's swift attack, Luo Hou remained unmoved, with a strong hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
It seemed that such a method, which could be regarded as the ultimate in the world, was nothing more than a trifle in his eyes, and he looked down upon it.
The next moment, sword energy and rainbow of light burst out together.
"Heh!" Luohou stretched out his hand and clenched it slightly in the air.
CRACK!
With a ping, the Taoist sword that had always been invincible was grasped in Luohou's hand.
His palm came into direct contact with the sharp blade, but he was not injured at all.
The indestructible divine weapon, in his hands, seemed like just a wooden sword used by a child to play.
Boom boom boom!
At the same time, countless dark demonic energy surged out of Luohu's body, condensed into black spears, and pierced through Lu Qingshan's body.
Lu Qingshan suddenly lost his balance and flew backwards, covered in blood.
"Nine Tribulations Sword Immortal?" Luohou taunted, seven Taoist swords buzzing in his palms.
This is the Demon Saint.
It's not just a difference in strength, but also a difference in realm.
Luohou clenched his hands even tighter, as if he was ready to crush Lu Qingshan's natal sword directly .
However, this time, even though he was a Demon Saint, he could not do as he wished. Instead, his palm felt painful and he subconsciously reduced his strength slightly.
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Seizing this opportunity, the seven Taoist swords broke free from the grip of Luohou's palm and returned to Lu Qingshan's side.
"No wonder you said they are the best swords in the world." Luohu was not angry, and commented in a condescending manner.
He raised his palm.
There were several sword marks of varying depths on the palm of his hand - because he wanted to destroy Lu Qingshan's sword, he hurt himself instead.
Golden blood flowed out from it.
The blood turns into golden liquid, which is a unique characteristic of the Buddhist Vajra Gang.
However, as a very evil demon cultivator, Rāhu also possessed the same physical signs after achieving the status of Demon Saint.
The other side.
The freed Wangchuan immediately gushed out endless life force, which flowed into Lu Qingshan's body.
His shattered body quickly recovered.
Standing on the Tianhe Sea, Lu Qingshan will be immortal as long as he survives.
If one move doesn’t work, try another.
He has many more tricks.
Lu Qingshan's eyes were as firm as ever. He stretched out his arm and pressed his palm down heavily.
The sword energy suddenly surged at his side.
Sword energy emerged one by one, like the needle and thread in the hands of the Weaver Girl, skillfully interweaving and entwining, gradually taking shape.
Sword spirit!
But it is no longer a green snake .
But...
But the green dragon emerges from the water!
With the sun and the moon in his eyes and commanding the will of heaven, a majestic and noble blue dragon suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, carrying with it the force of thunder and lightning, and pounced fiercely on Luohou.
Wherever it passed, it was like a green dragon swimming in the water, stirring up ripples in the sky and earth and dividing the north and the south.
Luohou had no expression on his face.
He let the Green Dragon sword energy advance again and again until it was almost hitting his face, then he suddenly stretched out his hand.
There was a strong demonic light on that palm.
The vast demonic energy entangled and attached to it like a stream of water.
In this way, Luohou grabbed the dragon's head with one hand, clenched his fist with the other hand, and smashed it down, smashing it to pieces.
With a loud bang.
The sword energy suddenly splashed and exploded in all directions.
Lu Qingshan was indifferent to the shattering of Qinglong's sword energy, because at this moment, he was already following Qinglong and flying out like an arrow.
The demon-suppressing arrow was like an arrow, piercing straight into the center of Luohu's eyebrows.
Luohou stretched out a palm and pressed the "arrow" with his palm.
The spiritual energy that continuously surged out from the tip of the sword was like a lit firecracker, emitting continuous vibrations.
Then, a huge and boundless momentum was transmitted along the body of the Demon-Suppressing Sword to Lu Qingshan's palm holding the sword, and then to his body.
Lu Qingshan, who refused to let go, spat out a mouthful of blood and was knocked into the sea again by the force.
With Lu Qingshan's falling point as the center, a magnificent wave suddenly bloomed on the sea of ​​Tianhe River.
Lu Qingshan was nowhere to be seen on the sea.
This time, Luohou no longer waited quietly for Lu Qingshan's next attack.
Since Lu Qingshan is unwilling to surrender, no matter how much he feels it is a pity, he will not show mercy.
The demonic energy in his body began to surge and turned into a demonic dragon tens of thousands of feet long. It roared across the sky and rushed out violently.
Wherever the magic dragon passed, black cracks spread out.
It is conceivable how much extreme power this dragon contains.
The dragon swooped down and slammed into the sea below.
boom!
The magic dragon was like water, and it directly smashed a "water bowl" on the surface of the Tianhe Sea. The edge of the bowl was covered with huge white waves, while in the center of the bowl, the water level dropped sharply, forming a huge vacuum zone.
At the bottom of the bowl was Lu Qingshan.
"If I want to kill you, there will be no place for you to live in this world." Luohou said calmly without moving.
Bang bang bang!
The next moment, the sea water closed again, submerging Lu Qingshan and the evil dragon.
However, the sea surface was no longer calm, and dozens of rapid but dull sounds were heard one after another.
A clearly visible torrent appeared beneath the sea surface.
On the sea surface, with this torrent as the axis, the sea water exploded one after another.
The sea water became turbid.
"We'll see how long you can hide." In the sky, Luohou showed a little impatience and sneered.
There was another loud bang.
The next moment, Lu Qingshan's body rose up from the water like the sun in broad daylight, and disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds.
The evil dragon followed closely behind, rising up like a hunter hunting its prey, ferocious and brutal.
In the sea of ​​clouds.
Lu Qingshan hasn't given up the fight yet.
But his arm was completely twisted, and it was accompanied by unprecedented severe pain.
The living power of Wangchuan is constantly healing his injuries, but the dragon is also constantly destroying his body.
Healing and destruction occur simultaneously, at the same time, and happen countless times with every breath.
At this time, "immortality" has become the source of pain.
Under such pain, even a practitioner with a strong will would probably want to die and voluntarily give up the life force of Wangchuan.
Lu Qingshan was no exception, his eyes were red with anger.
Suffering this unimaginable pain, he truly understood the weight of the word "excruciating pain".
Every time the thought of giving up flashed through his mind, Lu Qingshan couldn't help but laugh.
He laughed that although he was called a sword immortal, he was still a mortal in essence.
However, under such pain, he couldn't laugh, only the corners of his mouth were twitching.
Not only the corners of his mouth, but his entire body was twitching violently because of the pain. However, he did not make a sound. He just clenched his teeth and silently endured the pain, drawing power from the boundless Milky Way and sea, and injecting it into this broken body that had been destroyed countless times.
Click...Crack...
All of his bones were shattered and then reassembled one after another, making a hair-raising sound.
This is the most brutal torture ever seen in the world.
But Lu Qingshan still persisted. In his pair of dark eyes, there was neither hatred nor anger, only a blazing flame.
Although he was trapped in hellish pain, the fire in his heart was hotter than ever before.
As long as you are alive, the flame will not go out.
It's like a silent volcano, the surface is calm, but the magma inside is rolling and boiling.
Either explode in silence or perish in silence.
A flame is only afraid of not burning hot enough, how can it be afraid of burning out?
Wow!
The bright and blazing flame not only burned in Lu Qingshan's heart, but also rose on the dragon bird.
Dragon Bird, move forward and cut down.
Then, the dragon was beheaded.
Break the law!
Lu Qingshan, who had defeated the dragon with great difficulty using his magical powers to break spells, stood firm again.
He held the sword with both hands, with the tip pointing downward, shouted angrily, and pressed down hard.
So he descended from the sky with a sword, with the tip of the sword pointing at Luohu's head.
What hangs over your head is not just the sword of Damocles, but also the sword of Lu Qingshan.
Wherever the tip of the sword fell, all the clouds shattered instantly, and then were drawn by Lu Qingshan's aura to follow the sword and stabbed towards Luohu together.
Luo Hou sneered.
He hooked his five fingers, kicked his legs into the air, and jumped up instantly.
This was the first time he moved.
In other words, this was his first real move.
An unparalleled powerful fist force burst out from his right fist, like a dragon, tearing through the sky and directly hitting the young swordsman who descended from the sky.
Lu Qingshan watched Luohou coming down from below with his fist full of energy. He knew the final result of this collision, but he did not dodge.
Let’s give it a try!
The torn and entangled clouds gathered on the sword, extending the original three-foot-long Demon-Suppressing Sword into a huge sword that was unprecedented and will never be surpassed.
The tip of the sword pointed directly at Rahu below.
Xia Daoyun looked at the sword from across the sea and was amazed.
No matter from which angle you look at it, Lu Qingshan's sword is already the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world.
I think there is no one comparable to it even in all the past dynasties.
Even though she was defeated in the end, she was still obsessed with him.
…
A sword and a fist collided without any avoidance .
The greatsword suddenly stopped and stopped falling.
A gorgeous sword flower exploded in front, and then the sword energy fell down like a rainstorm.
However, Luohu just stood there motionless, allowing the sword energy to pour down on his head, but without exception, all the sword energy disappeared and dissipated within a few inches outside his skin.
He did not make any movement, but simply relied on the powerful energy contained in the Demon Saint's body to withstand all the sword energy leaked from Lu Qingshan's sword move, which was the ultimate masterpiece of sword cultivation.
Not only the sword energy was broken.
Luohou broke the sword energy with one punch and hit the tip of the sword. The powerful force once again blasted Lu Qingshan away.
He was not satisfied, and he actually pulled out a spear-like lightning from the sky with his bare hands.
This lightning was extremely majestic, spreading infinite power to the world.
Then, Luohu threw the lightning spear in his hand at Lu Qingshan who was flying backwards.
Before Lu Qingshan could stand up straight, he was stabbed in the chest by the lightning spear.
A scarlet blood flower bloomed on his chest, and his flesh and blood became blurred. Then the lightning pierced through Lu Qingshan's body and nailed Lu Qingshan into the void.
Sizzle!
The lightning emitted powerful force and destroyed Lu Qingshan's body.
"Thunder beast..." Lu Qingshan widened his eyes and looked at Luohou.
The method that Luohou Xukong uses to pull out lightning is the bloodline talent that is unique to the Thunder Beast Demon Clan, one of the eight holy demon clans.
At this moment, the blood in Luohu's body was surging like a vast ocean, and a lightning spear appeared in his hand again.
He looked down at Lu Qingshan from a high position, his eyes almost pitying, "What's the point?"
Attacking again and again, being seriously injured again and again, this cycle continued over and over again, but it could not bring him even the slightest threat.
So, what is the meaning of such persistence?
He looked depressed.
Although Lu Qingshan in front of him could bring him some surprises, he was still far inferior to him. Even though he had many tricks, they were only good looking but useless.
For him, this battle was a crushing defeat from beginning to end, without any excitement at all.
Perhaps, after reaching this level, wanting a satisfying battle is already a luxury, Luohou couldn't help but sigh.
…
Lu Qingshan's face was a little pale. He raised his head and looked at where Luohou was standing.
A purple-gold light was lingering between his eyebrows, and a purple-gold lotus was shining brightly.
The blood slowly seeped out from the pores, then flowed down, staining the purple lotus and even his clothes red.
Throughout the battle, Lu Qingshan has been unable to fight back.
Of course, in the hands of the Demon Saint, just being able to hold on until now is actually a very remarkable thing.
The current Luohu is absolute power and represents rules.
Even if Lu Qingshan had an entire Tianhe Sea as his backing, he could only hold on and could not make any effective counterattack.
Because Tianhehai is only a powerful force, not absolute power.
The only thing that can counter absolute power is absolute power.