The first realm of the flying sword was supersonic.
When the flying sword's speed exceeded the speed of sound, the power of the flying sword would undergo a qualitative transformation and increase by several times.
Generally speaking, only Golden Elixir sword cultivators could cultivate their flying swords to supersonic speeds.
But Lu Qingshan's flying sword's speed had already reached 80% of the speed of sound.
Although the closer one was to the speed of sound, the harder it would be to progress further, Lu Qingshan was still only an early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.
"Not only is he a Foundation Establishment cultivator at such a young age, but he has also mastered such a terrifying flying sword technique. This kind of talent is really enviable.
However, such a genius is going to die in my hands today. Just thinking about it makes me happy! "Masato Umushi's face revealed a sinister smile.
The Tiger Team's cultivators' attacks swept out like a hurricane.
"It's just a small trick!"
In the next moment, a thick black light appeared on Masato Umushi's body.
Regardless of whether it was an attack from a Dharma artifact or a Dharma spell, when it hit this black light, it was like snow falling into boiling water.
For the Tiger Team, just breaking through his defense had become a huge problem.
Su Shu was already mentally prepared for this situation. After all, this was the Golden Elixir Daoist.
But she still had a hidden trump card!
Buzz!
With a thought from Su Shu, a layer of green light suddenly erupted from the black light protecting Masato Umushi.
A thin silver needle appeared in the black light.
This was a silver needle Dharma artifact that Su Shu had secretly released under the cover of the rain of Flower Blades. Its purpose was to weaken the power of defensive Dharma artifacts or Spiritual Energy Light Shields.
Not long ago, Su Shu had relied on this Dharma artifact and cooperated with Lu Qingshan to kill Siemens in one move.
Under the influence of the green light, the black light was instantly reduced into a thin film.
"Go to hell!"
Zhong Ming, who had already closed in, had bloodshot eyes. The moment the green light appeared, he seized the opportunity and stabbed out with the short sword condensed from Yin Qi in his hand.
Puff!
The short sword pierced through Masato Umushi's protective black light and stabbed towards his forehead.
Not good!
Just as the dagger was about to touch Masato Umushi, Zhong Ming felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, a chill running down his spine.
This was because Masato Umushi's face did not show the slightest hint of panic. Instead, it revealed a hint of a successful scheme.
Puff puff puff puff puff …
Dozens of black needles appeared out of nowhere, and countless tiny bloody holes appeared on Zhong Ming's face.
His head was pierced through by these black needles!
Where did the black needle come from?
Zhong Ming still had this doubt before he died.
"Zhong Ming!" Su Shu exclaimed.
In the blink of an eye, Tiger Team, who had been the first to launch a fierce offensive, had lost another member.
Looking at Zhong Ming's lifeless body collapsing, Masato Umushi sneered in disdain, "Do you think that's all my black needles?"
The reason why he was called Masato Umushi was because of these black needle artifacts.
The black needles were called Rainstone Needles. There were a total of three hundred and sixty needles in a set. He had only released three hundred needles to fight against the enemy.
The sixty hidden Rainstone Needles were specially left for Zhong Ming.
He had even noticed the silver needle magic tool that Su Shu had hidden among the many magic spells. The reason why he hadn't used it was because he had deliberately exposed a flaw to lure Zhong Ming into close combat. Then, he would be able to kill the enemy with one strike.
Otherwise, Zhong Ming would not have been so easy to kill as he had been hiding in the dark.
However, something seemed to be wrong. Something seemed to be missing?
Masato Umushi, who had just killed Zhong Ming, was not satisfied. Instead, he frowned and felt a little strange.
In the next moment, Daoist Master Yushi suddenly reacted.
It was the sword cultivator's flying sword!
Among the many attacks that he had blocked, there was no flying sword.
With the speed of the flying sword, it should have been the first to arrive.
Where did the flying sword go?
Hiss!
The sudden whistling sound of the wind made Masato Umushi, who had finally remembered what he had overlooked, feel a chill in his heart.
Lu Qingshan, who had pretended to attack with the flying sword, had actually approached Masato Umushi's back with the Invisible Sword Escape. Holding the sword with both hands, the momentum of his whole body gathered in the sword. The spiritual power in his body was like a flood bursting out of a dam, rushing out and gathering on the sword.
Lu Qingshan's mouth seeped with traces of blood.
This was due to overloading the spiritual power, causing damage to the meridians in the body.
Lu Qingshan slashed out with his strongest sword.
Masato Umushi, who had deliberately exposed an opening to attract Zhong Ming to appear, had never thought that this opening would become his own death curse.
Caught off guard, Masato Umushi could only control the sixty Rainstone Needles that had killed Zhong Ming to block in front of Lu Qingshan's Weeping Soul Sword. At the same time, he madly made hand seals, wanting to cast a defensive spell.
At this time, in a corner of the stone room, the Western Rat King, who had not been detected by Masato Umushi because of his sneaky innate skill, stared straight at Masato Umushi with a silver-gray light in his eyes.
An illusion that directly attacked the soul!
The bloodline in the Western Rat King's body originated from the Fantasy Rat, and the Fantasy Rat was most adept at illusions.
Although it was unrealistic for the Western Rat King, who was only at the Second Stage Realm, to make Masato Umushi fall into an illusion, it was not a problem for him to interrupt Masato Umushi's defensive spell in such a hurry.
After being interrupted by the Western Rat King's illusion, Masato Umushi's hand seals were condensed at a slower speed. And it was this slower speed that caused him to be unable to cast a defensive spell when Lu Qingshan's Weeping Soul Sword slashed at him.
Boom!
The Weeping Soul Sword was like a sledgehammer, striking the Rainstone Needles.
In the fierce collision, sparks flew everywhere, and the crackling sound of explosions continued.
The Weeping Soul Sword broke through the layers of Rainstone Needles and struck Masato Umushi's chest with great difficulty.
Clang!
A dazzling spiritual light flashed at Masato Umushi's waist once again, gathering at his chest to resist Lu Qingshan's attack.
Lu Qingshan was not surprised that Masato Umushi would have an automatic defensive magic tool.
Wind Slayer!
Lu Qingshan shouted in a low voice, and the spiritual power on the sword burst forth wantonly, and two illusory afterimages appeared.
The extremely pure spiritual power cultivated by the Ruins of End Scripture was the source of Lu Qingshan's confidence in this sword.
Under the support of the Ruins of End Spiritual Power, the Weeping Soul Sword once again broke through Masato Umushi's last layer of defense, and struck his chest.
Under this sword, Masato Umushi flew out like a kite with a broken string.
For the sake of this attack, Lu Qingshan had also paid a huge price.
Countless cracks could be seen on the body of the Weeping Soul Sword that had withstood the fierce collision, and the sound of ice cracking could be heard.
The Weeping Soul Sword was made of Soul Stone. Although it had the ability to shock the soul, it was still somewhat fragile compared to ordinary swords.
This fierce collision had already exceeded the limits of the Weeping Soul Sword.
Bang!
With a soft sound like a sorrowful cry, the Weeping Soul Sword shattered into hundreds of fine fragments, flying in all directions.
Even if it was not the Natal Sword, seeing the Weeping Soul Sword that he had used for a long time turn into fragments, leaving only the sword hilt in his hand, Lu Qingshan still felt somewhat lost.
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