"We'll be able to see the battle between the sword cultivators of the world and the disciples of the Sword Cleansing Pool soon." Li Baoping was looking forward to it.
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flew out from the riverbank and landed in front of one of the two mid-stage Golden Elixir disciples of the Sword Cleansing Pool.
"I'm Ling Xin, a disciple of the Pure Grace Sect. Please give me some pointers." Ling Xin lowered his posture.
"Jun Xiuyuan of the Sword Cleansing Pool," the disciple he chose replied.
Both sword cultivators were from the External Sword Sect. The next moment, they stepped forward to battle. Sword light dazzled for a moment, and sword Qi flew everywhere.
Li Baoping watched with great interest in the Tide-viewing Tower. He even cheered at the exciting parts. Li Zhanjin, who had been pretending to be cold, was also immersed in the battle.
Lu Qingshan, on the other hand, found it a little boring.
After all, these two Golden Elixir sword cultivators had not even comprehended sword intent. In his eyes, they were not even as attractive as the snacks on the table.
The two sword cultivators on the river were in the midst of their battle.
In the end, Jun Xiuyuan of the Sword Cleansing Pool pointed at Ling Xin's exposed flaw and won easily.
After this, the Sword Cleansing Grand Festival had begun.
Immediately, another six or seven sword cultivators leaped out and challenged the disciples of the Sword Cleansing Pool.
For a moment, the vast Wind Tomb River was filled with sword light and sword sounds.
The battle between sword cultivators was like a flash of lightning, with thousands of changes occurring in an instant. It had always been extremely entertaining to watch, and the outcome of the battle was often decided within the span of a breath. This caused Li Baoping to exclaim in delight.
Of course, until now, the disciples of the Sword Cleansing Pool still had a perfect record.
After all, the purpose of the Sword Cleansing Pool's Grand Festival was to promote the sect's reputation. The disciples chosen were naturally the elites of the sect.
Moreover, the difference in strength between disciples of large sects and ordinary cultivators was abnormally large.
Therefore, it was not surprising that the disciples of the Sword Cleansing Pool had a perfect record.
Lu Qingshan raised his head and looked into the distance. He could vaguely see a white line in the distance.
The tide of the Wind Tomb River was approaching.
The 14 disciples of the Sword Cleansing Pool had at least fought one round so far.
Only the Blue Wave Sword Thousand Flows was hanging on the river with his arms crossed. No one had challenged him.
— Most people still had self-awareness.
Sword practitioners who were on the Yellow Board were not on the same level as them.
Challenge them? That was just asking for humiliation. There was no need for that.
"Although we can't win, at least send someone to challenge us." Li Baoping couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw that the tide of Fengling was about to arrive.
This was because once the tide receded, the Sword Cleansing Gathering would be over.
The young girl could not help but mutter, "Someone better come quickly … Otherwise, if no one challenges the Jade Wave Sword, I won't be able to see him use his sword this time. What a loss …"
Right at this moment!
A haggard looking old swordsman rose up on his sword and suddenly stopped in front of the Jade Wave Sword Thousand Current that no one had challenged.
"I am Qin He from the Qin family of Mount Qin. Please enlighten me, Jade Wave Sword."
"Yeah! They're finally here! " The young girl, Li Baoping, waved her small fists excitedly. Before Lu Qingshan asked, she had already taken the initiative to talk to Lu Qingshan.
"There are many sword practitioner clans in the White State. The Qin family of Mount Qin and the Li family of White Horse are on the same level.
This Qin He is the patriarch of the Qin family, an old Nascent Soul cultivator who is seven or eight hundred years old. He is shameless enough to challenge the Jade Wave Sword who is younger than his son.
But fortunately, he is shameless. Otherwise, I won't be able to see the Jade Wave Sword's skills this time! "
While Li Baoping was complaining, the battle had already begun.
Qin He was also a sword practitioner who specialized in external swordsmanship. He went forward and stabbed with his sword. The sword light was dazzling, and it changed its shape to the extreme. A heavy power rushed toward the opponent.
This was his Giant Mountain Sword Essence, a middle level sword essence.
The sword was like a giant mountain, extremely heavy.
This sword was as heavy as a thousand catties.
The Jade Wave Sword Thousand Current, on the other hand, had already appeared in his hand with a clang.
The sword light was as cold as snow, making Qin He shiver involuntarily.
In the face of Qin He's sword attack, Thousand Current just pointed Flowing Snow forward and casually swung it out.
Whoosh!
The sound of waves was produced from the sword.
Everyone who saw this sword felt as if countless rivers had been born from this sword. The rivers swept into waves, covering the sky and the earth as they rushed towards Qin He's sword.
Qin He gritted his teeth and continued to slash, trying to break Thousand Current's sword with the power of a giant mountain.
Boom!
Raging Waves Hitting the Rock.
Qin He's giant mountain was not destroyed by the waves. His face suddenly lit up and he was about to take advantage of the situation to chase after it.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, the situation changed.
Another wave that was even higher and more ferocious rose and swept towards Qin He again.
"The sword creates nine waves, and each wave is stronger than the last," Li Baoping said excitedly. "This is the famous sword move of the Jade Wave Sword. There are a total of nine waves in one sword, as long as the water. There are few who can compete with it. I wonder how many waves this old man can block."
Lu Qingshan's eyes narrowed slightly, quietly watching the battle on the river.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Another four violent collisions rang out.
In the next moment, all the river waves disappeared. The tip of Flowing Snow in Qian Liu's hand had already stopped at the dantian of Qin He's abdomen.
Before anyone could react, Qin He, who was in the late Yuanying stage, had already been defeated.
This seven to eight-hundred-year-old sword cultivator, in front of Qian Liu, a new generation sword cultivator, could be said to have lost without any temper.
"You let me win," Jade Wave Sword said gently.
"Jade Wave Sword is indeed powerful. I am ashamed of my inferiority." Qin He was stunned for a moment, and then he said sincerely.
"Your sword power is like a mountain, incomparably heavy, but because of this, it lacks spirit. If you can absorb some of the long water, you will definitely improve again." Jade Wave Sword suddenly pointed out.
Qin He heard this and could not help but be startled. He closed his eyes slightly, as if he had understood something. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and cupped his hands. "Thank you for your guidance."
"No need, it's nothing. Isn't the Sword Cleansing Pool holding this Sword Cleansing Festival on the Wind Ridge River for this? To make friends with the sword and help the world, "Jade Wave Sword said indifferently.
It seemed that these words had touched Qin He. He thought for a moment, and suddenly said loudly, "The Sword Cleansing Pool has the heart to help the sword cultivators of the world. It is really righteous. Today, I have the feeling, and even if it is offensive, I have to say a few words."
"Although the Sword Sect is strong, the threshold is as high as the sky. There are very few people in the world who can enter the sect.
Therefore, no matter how strong it is, it can only be stronger than the Sword Sect. It is meaningless to the sword cultivators of the world.
Because the Sword Sect is too bright in the Eastern Region, the other small and medium-sized sword cultivator sects do not have many inheritances.
But the Sword Cleansing Pool is different. The Sword Cleansing Pool recruits disciples from all over the world, and their goal is to strengthen the sword cultivators of the world. Their vision is not limited to one sect or one sect, and they never suppress other sword cultivator sects.
In addition, they are willing to send disciples to hold a Sword Cleansing Festival on the Wind Ridge River, so that aspiring young sword cultivators in the world can exchange ideas. Because of this, the Western Region became a place where sword cultivator sects bloomed.
Compared to the Sword Sect, the Sword Cleansing Pool is not inferior in any other aspect, except that it lacks a Sword Immortal. It can even be said that it is superior.
If you ask me, the true leader of the development of the Way of the Sword should not be the Sword Sect of the Eastern Region, but the Sword Cleansing Pool of the Western Region.
As long as the Sword Cleansing Pool produces a Sword Immortal, it will definitely replace the Sword Sect of the Eastern Region and become the number one sword cultivator sect in the world! "Qin He said firmly and confidently.
A stone stirred up a thousand ripples. The cultivators watching the "tide" were in an uproar, and there was a lot of discussion.
The prestige and status of the Sword Sect had long been deeply ingrained in the hearts of the sword cultivators of the world.
Qin He's words were undoubtedly a challenge to their authority.
But after thinking about it, it had to be said that there seemed to be some truth in it.
…
In the Tide-Viewing Tower.
Lu Qingshan had already narrowed his long and narrow eyes, sizing up the Qin Family Head who admitted his inferiority in front of the Blue Wave Sword, but spoke frankly and with assurance about the Sword Cleansing Pool, praising it in every possible way.
Very clumsy acting.
How could the head of a family speak so unshrewdly just because of a few meaningless pointers from the Blue Wave Sword?
At this point, how could he not understand that this old background sword cultivator was in fact a prop for the Sword Cleansing Pool?
The main purpose was to use the mouths of others to say that "other than the lack of a Sword Immortal, the Sword Cleansing Pool is already on par with the Sword Sect in all other aspects, and even surpasses them" under the eyes of so many people.
Creating such a scene would subtly influence the sword cultivators of the world's view of the Sword Cleansing Pool.
If these words were said by someone from the Sword Cleansing Pool, it would be a bit like bragging and boasting. Not only would the effect not be great, it would even be a direct provocation to the Sword Sect.
But if these words were said by a sword cultivator who had nothing to do with the Sword Cleansing Pool, under such circumstances, it would seem that Qin He was subdued by the Sword Cleansing Pool, and it would indirectly prove the Sword Cleansing Pool's elegance.
It was indeed wonderful.
Lu Qingshan sighed in his heart.
In his world, this was just the most vulgar way of public relations for celebrities.
Everyone was already sick of it, and it could not fool many people.
But in this world, it was still a novelty. Looking at the effect, it did seem to be quite good.
Who would have thought that sword cultivators, who had always been willful and carefree, would actually be able to play such tricks?
But …
Lu Qingshan sneered in his heart.
It was fine if he did not see it.
But since he saw it … someone belittled his own sect to raise the Sword Cleansing Pool, as a disciple of the Sword Sect, it was too unreasonable to be indifferent.
"Li Baoping." Lu Qingshan put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at the slowly advancing tide.
"Hmm? What's wrong? "The young girl, Li Baoping, was called. She turned her head and asked in confusion.
"I think it won't be long before your wish comes true." Lu Qingshan looked at the young girl's cute little face and said softly with a smile, "At that time, you can tell others that not only did you talk to the cultivator on the Yellow Board, you even treated him to a meal."
"What do you mean?" Li Baoping did not react and did not understand the meaning of Lu Qingshan's sudden words.
Then, she found that the good-looking fellow cultivator who had traveled with them suddenly stood up and turned into a stream of light, shooting toward the surging tide of the Fengling River.
The Feng Lingjiang wave was currently as fast as lightning, surging over and pushing forward step by step.
Thunder gathered on the surface of the sea, and the waterfall in the middle of the river.
Under the mighty tide, the heaven and earth were hazy. Those with low cultivation base could not see through the thick water vapor even if they channeled their spiritual power to their eyes.
Only the sword cultivator in blue at the Sword Cleansing Pool stood high above the tide, holding his sword.
He was high-spirited and valiant, causing the hearts of countless female cultivators to sway.
Sword cultivators were the most romantic cultivators. Since ancient times, they were the most popular among women.
.....
The tide surged like a tall snow-white city wall.
It was like a dragon, rushing like a storm.
The water splashed like pearls falling on a jade plate, making noises and hissing sounds.
It was a magnificent sight, causing one's heart to open up.
"Sword Sect Lu Qingshan, dare I ask the Blue Wave Sword of the Sword Cleansing Pool to teach me."
Amidst the sound of the surging tide, everyone heard a clear voice coming from the riverbank.
Sword Sect …?!
Was it the Sword Sect of the Eastern Region?!
If so, why would it appear in the Western Region?!
Countless spectators raised their attention at the same time.
They saw a Daoist figure rise from the pavilion by the riverbank and charge toward the Blue Wave Sword Thousand Stream above the tide.
First, a blazing red sword light shot out and charged toward the surging tide.
Then, thousands of sword qi threads flew out, causing the entire Fengling River to shake.
Finally, the Daoist figure appeared above the tide, holding a magnificent sword in his hand.
"Lu Qingshan?" The Blue Wave Sword Thousand Stream looked at the figure that appeared in front of him warily. "Sword Sect?"
"That's right. Since the Sword Cleansing Pool is holding a Sword Cleansing Festival here, it wouldn't prohibit Sword Sect disciples from participating, right?" Lu Qingshan asked.
"Of course not." Qian Liu wouldn't allow his sect to be criticized for being inferior to the Sword Sect.
"That's good. I'm just a small Nascent Soul cultivator from the Sword Sect." Lu Qingshan nodded and said softly, "Today, I ask the Blue Wave Sword of the Sword Cleansing Pool to take three of my sword strikes."
As soon as he finished speaking.
Secret Sword — Heaven Suppression.
Lu Qingshan said in his heart.
Heaven Suppression was a supreme secret sword technique created by one of the three Sword Immortals of the present age.
After he advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, he was finally able to unleash three complete sword strikes.
Three complete sword strikes with five times the power.
On the Dragon Sparrow Sword, balls of Sword Qi suddenly condensed and boiled.
Under the five times increase in power, even the Sword Qi was like ants on a hot pan. Unable to stay still, they rose up and wreaked havoc.
"Slaughter, and penetration …" Lu Qingshan murmured.
The Heaven Suppression Secret Sword couldn't be overlaid with other sword techniques, but there were no restrictions on sword intent.
The Slaughter Sword Essence, which was born for killing, and the Nirvana Piercing Sword Essence, which was born for attacking, were instantly attached to the sword.
Lu Qingshan didn't hold back in the slightest for his first sword strike after entering the Nascent Soul stage.
The evolving power of the Immortal True Intent was used on the Nirvana Penetration Sword Intent.
A dazzling cold light suddenly flashed and exploded from the Dragon Sparrow Sword. As the Dragon Sparrow Sword moved forward, it emitted a deafening roar.
The crowd of spectators watched as the handsome Sword Cultivator who called himself Lu Qingshan unleashed three consecutive sword strikes under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
The first strike contained boundless power and a sharp light. It contained a thousand and two hundred strands of Sword Qi, towering like an upside-down heavenly river.
The genius Sword Cultivator who was ranked third among the younger generation of the Sword Cleansing Pond unleashed the pinnacle strike, Nine Heavy Waves.
The sword contained Nine Heavy Waves. The concept of water combined with the Slaughter Sword Intent suddenly erupted into layers of waves, each stronger than the last. Under the superposition of the Nine Heavy Waves, there was already an irresistible force.
The Sword Qi strands and the Nine Heavy Waves suddenly confronted each other. The sword tide stirred up was even more turbulent and surging than the tide of the Wind Tomb River.
In the blink of an eye, the two had already clashed thousands of times.
Bam!
The sound of the Guang Ling River's tide suddenly rose.
The Sword Qi suddenly disappeared.
The first strike between Lu Qingshan and Qian Liu ended in a draw.
However, at this moment, Qian Liu's face was already somewhat pale.
Lu Qingshan's expression was still normal.
Then, Lu Qingshan unleashed the second strike of the Heaven Suppression Sword.
Dong dong dong dong dong!
Like the sound of war drums.
Like a punch from a giant, Qian Liu's mind was shaken.
He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Secret Sword, Thousand Piles of Snow!"
Stones flew into the air, raging waves beat the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.
This was a secret sword that he had mastered.
Nine Heavy Waves appeared again, turning into raging waves. Like the bright moon above the river, it poured out and met Lu Qingshan's sword.
Lu Qingshan's second strike of the Heaven Suppression Sword and Qian Liu's secret sword, Thousand Piles of Snow confronted each other.
As the two confronted each other, Sword Qi and Sword Qi constantly rushed out, devouring and disintegrating each other. In the blink of an eye, there were countless fierce exchanges.
Boom!
Another explosion was heard.
The sound of war drums disappeared, and the Thousand Piles of Snow disappeared.
In the line of sight of the spectators, the Wind Tomb River's tide and the two people at the head of the tide were all they could see.
In this second confrontation, the two were once again in a draw.
However, this … was not over.
In the end, Lu Qingshan slashed out the third strike.
The Blue Waves Sword Thousand Flows, who had already exhausted all his skills, could only force out a sword to block.
Dodge?
It wasn't that he couldn't dodge, but if he dodged in front of so many people, where would the reputation of the Sword Cleansing Pool go? Wouldn't the Wind Tomb River's Sword Cleansing Gathering become a joke?
Therefore, for the sake of the sect's reputation, he had to do his best to block this sword head-on. Even if he had to suffer a lot of injuries, he had to block it!
However, he overestimated himself and underestimated Lu Qingshan.
How could he block the Heaven Suppressing Sword that he had to use all of his strength to block when he only had a fraction of a breath left?
This time, the balance was instantly broken.
Lu Qingshan's sword light destroyed the layers of waves that Qian Liu slashed out and went straight for Qian Liu, who was already pale.
"My life is over?" This thought suddenly flashed through Qian Liu's mind.
He couldn't believe that he was going to die in this Wind Tomb River Sword Cleansing Gathering that he had always regarded as a game.
The spectators also widened their eyes.
A Sword Sect disciple was going to kill a Sword Cleansing Pool disciple in front of everyone?
If this happened, one could imagine how big of a storm it would cause in the Western Region.
Lu Qingshan looked at Qian Liu's pale and desperate face and smiled faintly. Then, he turned the sword in his hand.
If one directly pulled out the sword and killed when they couldn't resolve the matter, then there was something wrong with their brains. They weren't sword cultivators.
Sword cultivators pressed forward courageously because of their Dao heart, not because of their way of dealing with people.
Defeating Jade Wave Sword was already winning back face for the Sword Sect.
Kill Qian Liu? That was something only a fool would do.
However, with the Heaven Suppression Sword out, even he couldn't withdraw such a powerful sword. Lu Qingshan could only turn the sword and attack others.
But on this Guang Ling River, who could block his sword with all his strength?
Therefore, Lu Qingshan's target of attack was the Wind Tomb River under his feet.
On this day, on the bustling banks of the Wind Tomb River, all the spectators saw an unforgettable scene.
The two intersecting tides that were reaching their peaks came to an abrupt stop at their peak.
They were directly cut in half by a sword.
It was like the work of the gods.
The water droplets were emptied, the water vapour also evaporating.
Only the calm Wind Tomb River was left.
Everything disappeared. It was as if the tide had never existed.
The thunder-like, hail-like sound of the tide also dissipated, vanishing without a trace.
The spectators were dumbfounded. For a moment, the world was silent.
It was eerily silent.
Jade Wave Sword Qian Liu's body was suspended in the air, his face blank. No one knew what he was thinking.
A ball of spiritual energy swept past, taking away the twenty spirit crystals suspended in the air.
Between the heavens and the earth, there was only Lu Qingshan's gradually fading light and his hearty laughter. "The twenty spirit crystals of the Sword Washing Pool, it would be impolite for me to refuse."
… … …
Lu Qingshan, one sword to break the Wind Tomb River Tide.
He also broke the sword 'tide' of the Sword Washing Pool.
He could be called a peerless talent.
The girl Li Baoping, who had just entered the world, sat on the Tide-viewing Tower, staring blankly at the figure that was gradually disappearing above the Guang Ling River. The thoughts in her heart were like carps fighting for food in the pond, rolling up and down.
After a long time, she couldn't help but mutter, "It's all gone …"
That figure, she felt that she would never forget it in her life …
Li Zhanjin looked at Li Baoping, whose eyes were full of little stars, and couldn't help but sigh for her sister.
Father said that meeting someone too amazing when one was young was a kind of luck … and also a kind of misfortune.
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