"Qin your grandfather!"
Qin Mu stabbed out, and the eight thousand swords instantly moved. The flying swords pressed down on Pangong Tso like toppling mountains and overturning seas. He said fiercely, "Qin Gongtso, I can't live under the same sky as you!"
"Qin Gongtso? Why is he calling me Qin Gongtso? "
Pangong Tso was astonished. He didn't have time to think and immediately patted his waist. There was also a taotie sack on his waist, and it opened up. Instantly, a huge banner leaped out from the sack and landed in his hand. He flipped his body and shook the banner. Countless locusts instantly flew out from the long banner and buzzed around his body. They then went to welcome Qin Mu's sword rain.
The locusts actually changed direction in midair and pounced on Qin Mu's flying swords. They tried to bite them, but they couldn't bite through them.
When Qin Mu had forged eight thousand swords, he had almost used up all the best materials in Heavenly Devil Cult. Even though most of the eight thousand swords were forged from black gold, every single one of them had come from the hands of Qin Mu, the master of forging. When he had forged them, he had added the best metal, and the materials he had used were even better than Junior Protector Sword, the sword of a first ranking high official.
Even though Qin Mu was limited by his cultivation and couldn't raise the power of the eight thousand swords to the level of Junior Protector Sword, in terms of toughness, none of the eight thousand swords were inferior to Junior Protector Sword.
Qin Mu circulated his sword energy and slashed at the locusts. Clanging sounds rang out continuously as sparks flew in all directions. His swords actually couldn't hurt the locusts, and he was astonished. 'This guy has quite a lot of treasures!'
His taotie sack had been stolen from the Golden Palace of Loulan, and he had looted countless treasures from the Golden Palace of Loulan. However, as the grandmaster of the Golden Palace of Loulan, Pangong Tso's position was far above that of Grand Shaman. He had his own treasure trove that wasn't looted by Qin Mu.
He had numerous types of spirit weapons, and these locusts came from the Venomous Insect Hall of Great Educational Heavenly Devil Scriptures, a technique of Heavenly Devil Cult. They were strange treasures refined using the art of venomous insect refinement.
He had once entered Heavenly Devil Cult and learned Great Educational Heavenly Devil Scriptures. It was just that he didn't obtain Unity Technique, but he had learned all kinds of techniques in Great Educational Heavenly Devil Scriptures.
The venomous insects in his taotie sack were also cult legacy level treasures, and they had been fused with the soul cultivation method of the Golden Palace of Loulan. Every venomous insect was refined to not only attack the corporeal body of the enemy, but also the enemy's soul. The technique of the Golden Palace, Grand Shaman Ruda Scriptures, had a method to attack soul insects, and it had absorbed the path of venomous insects from Great Educational Heavenly Devil Scriptures.
His Flying Locusts were as hard as iron and had been refined by him in his previous life to be able to change in size. If a normal Spirit Weapon encountered the Flying Locusts, it would be completely eaten up, leaving not even a bit of dregs.
Furthermore, the flying locusts contained sorcery that attacked the soul, and were good at contaminating the spirit weapons of others. Once a spirit weapon was contaminated by sorcery, the owner would lose control of the spirit weapon, and be at the mercy of the enemy.
The most important thing was that the other cult legacy level treasures would exhaust a lot of cultivation, but the Flying Locusts didn't exhaust a lot of cultivation. Therefore, he had immediately used this treasure the moment he exchanged blows with Qin Mu.
He knew that Qin Mu's cultivation was abnormally dense and even surpassed his. Even if he had reincarnated and cultivated again, his cultivation speed surpassing Qin Mu's by a lot. However, he didn't dare to be arrogant and think that he could suppress Qin Mu in terms of cultivation.
Qin Mu had a lot of flying swords, but Pangong Tso also had quite a number of flying locusts. Both of them were actually executing sword skills, clashing with sword skills. Qin Mu had executed Dao Sect's sword skill, the third writing of Dao Sword, while Pangong Tso had also executed the third writing of Dao Sword.
Five-colored auspicious clouds covered the three heavens with celestial sounds!
The same moves, the same sword skills, in the hands of Dao Sect's disciples, could be said to be ethereal and otherworldly, without any mortal aura.
However, when executed by the two of them, the sword qi and flying locusts didn't have any celestial aura. Qin Mu's sword light was tyrannical, and eight thousand swords formed five-colored auspicious clouds. The three aeons and five qis were incomparably tyrannical, and when the flying swords clashed, there was no celestial atmosphere. The rhythm of the immortals had turned into the thundering of war drums. The weapons were filled with murderous intent, and the murderous aura rushed into the bull!
On the other hand, Pangong Tso executed the third writing of Dao Sword with sorcery. Flying Locusts Became Clouds, and they were multicolored with rolling devilish nature. It looked like all kinds of poisonous substances were spreading out, and with the strangeness of sorcery and shaman poisons, the strange cries of the locusts also ruined the celestial sounds completely.
Boom!
The power of the third writing of Dao Sword burst forth, and the swords clashed with the locusts. The power of the moves burst forth, and the bodies of the two people trembled violently. They fell back and crashed ruthlessly into the walls of the bridge, blood flowing out from the corners of their mouths.
"Qin Gongtso, it's time for you to die!"
Qin Mu's body trembled, and he came down from the wall. He raised his hands high above his head, and his pinky and ring fingers clasped together. His middle and index fingers stretched straight out, and his thumbs clasped together as he formed a sword seal.
Carefree Sword instantly flew over, and the tip of the sword pointed upwards. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. Eight thousand swords flew over and formed a huge sword. The eight thousand swords revolved around Carefree Sword as the core, and Drill Sword Form and Hack Sword Form were executed at the same time.
Qin Mu slashed down with both hands. Whoosh!
A huge sword slashed down at Pangong Tso!
"Cult Master Qin, for you to control so many swords, your cultivation is probably lacking, right?"
Pangong Tso held Ten Thousand Locusts Banner in his hand and swung it left and right. Countless locusts flew back, and the ones behind laid on the backs of the ones in front to form a huge shield. The swords clashed with the locusts, and the sword skill changed. Countless swords spun and transformed into Spiral Sword Form. The locusts were refined to be like steel, and the swords couldn't drill through them. However, Spiral Sword Form could drill through the gaps and attack Pangong Tso who was behind the shield.
"Qin Gongtso, your magic power is also insufficient, right?" Qin Mu said ruthlessly.
Pangong Tso was bewildered. 'Why does this brat keep calling me Qin Gongtso? My surname isn't even Qin, weird … '
However, he didn't know that the owner of the ship had the surname Qin, and he was from Carefree Village's Qin Clan. Meanwhile, the behemoth that was guarding the ship was precisely waiting for the people of Carefree Village to come!
Qin Mu had tricked that terrifying existence with much difficulty and pretended to be an explorer who had stumbled his way here. Just as he was about to leave the trap, Pangong Tso had to call him Cult Master Qin, which was clearly pushing him into the fire pit!
Therefore, Qin Mu might as well bear the hardships together and put the blame on everyone, purposely calling him Qin Gongtso. In fact, he had the thought of everyone dying together.
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