When the power of the mountains and seas arose, Qingge subconsciously narrowed his eyes, just like an ordinary person looking directly at the sun.

His Highness Qing Ge, who felt that he had a chance to win, finally felt a hint of threat from Lu Qingshan.

With the dragon bird in hand, the River of Forgetfulness and the peach blossoms are swaying and circling around Lu Qingshan.

rise!

Lu Qingshan thought.

Wangchuan, Two Peach Blossom Swords, with a swish sound, turned into two sword lights, one as blue as ice, and one as green as jade, rushing out.

Two flying swords, swimming in the air like snakes and fish.

Lu Qingshan said nothing, exhaled a breath of fresh air, and followed him with sword energy billowing all over his body.

"A little trick." Qing Ge sneered, but his heart was filled with awe.

He had already experienced the power of Lu Qingshan's flying sword in the previous chase battle, so he naturally did not dare to underestimate it.

In terms of fighting, his quality is still very high.

Qing Ge twisted his sword to accumulate strength, raised his hand and waved it, as fast as a ghost, and blocked two flying swords.

There were two clanging sounds, ripples and waves swaying, and the peach blossoms in the Forgotten River returned in vain.

At this moment, Lu Qingshan had already forced himself to follow him.

He was divided into two parts: one was holding the sword, and the other was controlling the sword.

The sword and the human's offensive are connected together, like a continuous tide, rising one after another.

The dragon bird flashed with flames and slashed at Qing Ge's head, the explosive power was extremely frightening.

The sword energy burst out on the dragon bird, mixed with the flames, like adding fuel to the fire, and it was so fierce that it was unimaginable.

Qing Ge's face changed slightly and his mind was shaken.

Immediately, several more dark golden hairsprings swam out from the black blood in his hand, turned into several rays of golden light, and connected into a tic-tac-toe, blocking Lu Qingshan's sword.

laugh!

The word "well" is shaking and ripples constantly.

The sword energy on the dragon bird continued to shoot out behind Lu Qingshan, and the dazzling aura made Lu Qingshan's face shine.

"Zhanfeng." Lu Qingshan said softly.

There is no need to use the second sword, this sword directly produces the second sword, the offensive is renewed, and the ground is thundered.

Dazzled.

The two horizontal strokes of the word "well" finally couldn't withstand the terrifying power of the three stacked swords, and turned into little golden light and dispersed.

Following this gap, Lu Qingshan took advantage of the victory and pursued it, pressing the edge of the Dragon Bird sword down.

Caught off guard and unprepared, Qing Ge could only raise his free left hand to block the sword with his palm.

boom!

The flesh palm and the sword clashed, but there was no one-sided situation as imagined, but a strange stalemate.

This is the power of the demon body.

Regardless of the condition of his palms, Qing Ge took advantage of the situation and raised his leg.

A rich black light flashed from his legs, and he swept his legs towards Lu Qingshan's body. The next moment, there was a bang. Even if he summoned his sword and armor in time to protect himself, Lu Qingshan's figure still flew out upside down.

His movements are agile, so even if he is knocked back, he does not fall back in a straight line without the ability to resist. Instead, he quickly adjusts his position in the air, slides out of an elegant half arc, and then stabilizes his figure. His posture is indescribably chic.

elegant.

The two qi circulated and interacted with each other. Here, as soon as his figure retreated, Wangchuan and Taohua immediately connected with each other, their speed suddenly increased, and they circled around in a semicircle and stabbed Qingge's back of the head.

The situation is extremely dangerous and extremely critical.

Qing Ge noticed something strange and no longer cared about pursuing Lu Qingshan.

At this time, a red line suddenly appeared on his left hand, and blood was seeping out of it.

In the face of the sharpness of the dragon bird, he resisted with his palms. Even though his body was strong, it had not yet reached the level of a god-demonic body, so he was inevitably injured.

"Recruiting." The pale-faced Qing Ge looked sharply, not looking at the shocking wounds on his palms. The dark golden secret patterns all over his body shone brightly.

Intangible ripples, invisible to the naked eye and spiritual consciousness, spread out and wrapped around the Wangchuan Peach Blossom, and immediately turned into an inexplicable force, interfering with the actions involving the Wangchuan Peach Blossom.

The raging flying sword suddenly froze in front of this force, as if it was being constantly played with by a pair of invisible hands, overturned in the midst of applause, and the offensive came to an abrupt end.

Seeing this, Qing Ge cried ferociously and said: "You are indeed much stronger than the average sword cultivator, and you are also very cunning. Even among our demon clan, you are an amazingly talented person.

But, it was me you met!"

"The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade. If you hadn't carried a sword and provoked me several times before, otherwise I might not have been able to spare your life today and take you as a slave." Qing Ge lowered his head and glanced at the blood dripping

With his left palm, he gritted his teeth so hard, "I swear I won't be a human until I kill you!"

Lu Qingshan didn't take Qing Ge's harsh words to heart at all.

In fact, Qingge's "recruiting" magical power to imprison Taohua and Wangchuan is by no means as easy as it seems.

After all, the connection between the sword cultivator and the natal sword has always been close, and there is no room for a third party.

Qing Ge was at his sixth level, and with the help of his strength, he could barely suppress Lu Qingshan's flying sword.

But even so, it can be seen very clearly that Wangchuan and Taohua are making noises under Qingge's hold, trying to get rid of Qingge's shackles, but they just lack the strength.

"Wake up, wake up." Lu Qingshan said silently in his heart.

"Na na," the next moment, a slightly confused and sleepy voice suddenly sounded, "Why are you calling me..."

Wangchuan Sword Will, Gu Yiyi.

After entering the Mogao Desert, Gu Yiyi fell into a deep sleep on the grounds that he didn't like Mogao. Even after Lu Qingshan left, he still didn't wake up.

Lu Qingshan simply let Gu Yiyi go. After all, Gu Yiyi was quite noisy when he was awake.

But now, it's time for her to show off her power.

Drowsily, Gu Yiyi, who had just woken up from a deep sleep, felt a big hand coming from nowhere, trying to control her.

Gu Yiyi, who has not yet figured out the situation, doesn't care about anything and just gets angry - except for the sword master Lu Qingshan, she can't accept anyone else touching her!

The proud Qing Ge's face changed drastically.

He suddenly realized that Wangchuan, which was originally controlled by his "recruiting" magical power, suddenly rose up and gushes out with a huge force.

Qing Ge's heart sank, and he tried his best to activate his magical powers, but he still couldn't suppress Wang Chuan's resistance.

After a moment, the latter escaped from the trap, flew close to the sky, revealed a majestic momentum, squeezed the air, burst out bursts of thunder, and went straight to the center of Qing Ge's eyebrows.

Qing Ge was so frightened that he had no time to dodge, so he could only raise his hands to resist with his palms again.

"Can it be blocked?" Qing Ge was not sure.

Lu Qingshan's endless methods made him feel unsure.

The truth is, it can’t be stopped!

For an instant, a withered yellow aura lingered on Wangchuan's sword.

This is the power of the dead collected and stored by Wangchuan.

The Sword of Underworld!

The death energy consumed every inch of Qing Ge's flesh and blood, kept moving forward, and finally penetrated his entire left palm, then passed by and struck Qing Ge's chest.

The huge power directly knocked Qing Ge's figure from the air.

At this time, Wangchuan's attack suddenly stopped, and he made a semicircle and turned back.

Qing Ge fell to the ground in great embarrassment, still stumbling after landing.

His feet dug an inch into the ground and slid back dozens of feet before he stopped his momentum and stabilized his body.

Qing Ge, whose face turned pale, couldn't bear it until this moment. He couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood, and it gushes out of his throat and spurts out, little by little.

At this moment, he discovered that a shadow appeared, completely covering his figure.

Qing Ge quickly raised his eyelids and saw Lu Qingshan holding a dragon bird, speeding up from mid-air, and using the momentum from a height, he beheaded him.

At the same time, Lu Qingshan's extremely indifferent voice came to Qing Ge's ears.

"I wanted to tell you before, this is not how you use the sword!"

Everyone in the world can use swords as weapons, even demons can do the same.
Chapter completed!