As the dark green peach blossom slashed down, the surrounding air was pushed aside, creating a shockwave that spread outwards.
The long sword pierced through the air, stabbing towards Luo Yang.
Chi! Chi!
Chi! Luo Yang thrust his left palm forward. A surging power gathered in his hand, and a savage aura emanated from it.
Clang!
When Luo Yang's palm collided with Lu Qingshan's high-grade Heaven-tier peach blossom, an ear-piercing sound of metal rang out in the air.
His body of flesh and blood was no different from metal.
"The most powerful ritual implement of a body cultivator will always be their physical body." This was not just empty talk.
Bang!
A terrifying power exploded as soon as the palm and sword collided.
Then, Luo Yang's expression changed like a Sichuan opera.
He had originally been smiling, but now his expression had changed to one of disbelief, and finally, fear.
The power contained in Lu Qingshan's sword had exceeded the information his father had given him. It had exceeded his imagination, and it had exceeded his expectations by a great deal.
Chi!
Chi! Sparks flickered on his scale-covered left palm.
The powerful force that came from the sword shook his body and forced him to retreat.
Lu Qingshan was not going to let him off. He continued to charge forward, closely following Luo Yang as he slid back.
Anyone could see that in this clash between the Secret Sword of Heaven Suppression and the Dharma Idol, Lu Qingshan had the absolute upper hand.
"How is this possible?" In the spectator stands, Marquis Luo Tang's heart pounded. He had been able to maintain his composure, but now, he could no longer keep it. He stood up excitedly, staring at Lu Qingshan and Luo Yang as they clashed on the arena.
What he was seeing was simply inconceivable.
The power displayed in Lu Qingshan's sword was too great.
It was strangely powerful.
It was far beyond what he had gathered.
According to the information he had gathered, Lu Qingshan's Secret Sword of Heaven Suppression should have stopped at five times the power level.
And with the strength of Luo Yang's Dharma Idol's left palm, she should have been able to easily resist it.
Because of this, when he saw Luo Yang and Lu Qingshan's swords collide, he felt that victory and defeat had already been decided.
"Lu Qingshan's Secret Heaven-Suppressing Sword Technique is at an extremely high level." Beside him, a cultivator from the Da Xia Kingdom made a judgment. "Its power is more than ten times. His attack power is already comparable to that of a Void Refinement cultivator. With such an increase in power, even Luo Yang shouldn't have chosen to face him head-on. Luo Yang was too rash."
Who didn't know how to give advice in hindsight?
Hearing this, Marquis Luo Tang mocked in his heart and felt a little depressed.
The problem was, who could tell him how Lu Qingshan had improved the power of the Secret Sword of Heaven Suppressing by five times to such a level in just three months?
Could it be that he was hiding something?
Marquis Luo Tang shuddered when he thought of how Lu Qingshan's Slaughter Sword Intent had suddenly reached the Perfection Stage.
This person was too good at hiding things. He actually hid so many things!
How could a disciple of the Sword Sect be so forbearing? You're a sword cultivator!
The spectating cultivators, who had previously thought that Lu Qingshan's methods were the same as the old three, looked at each other in dismay.
His moves were the same … but their power had increased by several times.
The old three?
Elementary mathematics and advanced mathematics were both mathematics, but could you say that they were the same thing?
On the field.
Lu Qingshan's gaze was cold as he quickly pushed Luo Yang back. The fluctuations on his sword were oppressive.
The raging Sword Qi danced in all directions like knives.
Pop pop pop!
The sound of clothes tearing could be heard.
Luo Yang's physical body could barely withstand the Sword Qi, but his clothes were not as miraculous.
His clothes were torn and shreds flew everywhere. Soon, his upper body was naked, and leopard prints could be seen on it.
It burned the eyes.
"Not good!" someone exclaimed.
The moment his clothes were torn, Luo Yang's eyes turned red. He gritted his teeth and stretched out his right palm towards Lu Qingshan.
His right palm was glowing. Although there were no scales on it, it was still incredibly powerful.
His right hand grabbed towards Lu Qingshan's arm, preparing to engage in close combat.
Could it be that he was going to turn the tables?
Someone thought.
Pu!
At this moment, two streaks of lightning struck Luo Yang's right hand.
Instantly, blood flowed out. Luo Yang was in extreme pain. Under the attacks of the River of Forgetfulness and the Dragon Sparrow, his arm bent and he dodged.
This injury had hit his bone.
"You have two arms, but don't forget that I have three swords," Lu Qingshan said softly.
At this moment, the light on Luo Yang's leopard left palm had dimmed.
Crack.
A cracking sound could be heard.
Of course, it was not the peach blossoms that broke, but the silver scales on Luo Yang's left palm.
After this cracking sound, the silver scales began to crack.
"Once the scales break, Luo Yang's technique will be broken," Ling Yue said excitedly. "The victor will be decided soon."
Although she had already seen the luck of the two people in the arena during this period of time, she was certain that Lu Qingshan would definitely win this battle.
However, when she saw Lu Qingshan and Luo Yang's fierce and dangerous battle, she was still somewhat nervous. Only now, when the victor was about to be decided did she relax.
Beside her, Lin Yao didn't say anything, but at this moment, she unconsciously loosened her clenched fists.
Boom!
Lu Qingshan's Heaven Suppressing Secret Sword finally shattered the power of Luo Yang's left palm.
The scales broke apart, turning into hundreds of fragments that flew in all directions like flying lancet knives, flashing with a cold light.
However, at the center of the explosion of scales, a Daoist figure was sent flying backwards. It crashed into the golden light barrier around the arena before falling down powerlessly.
"It's over. The late Nascent Soul stage Lu Qingshan has won this battle!" Even though the cultivators watching the battle were all cultivators with extraordinary cultivation or status, there was still a slight commotion at this moment. For a moment, it was very noisy.
Luo Yang struggled to stand up. His left palm was dripping with blood and his entire body's spiritual energy had been severely depleted.
"I can't accept this." Luo Yang's heart was filled with sorrow and resentment.
He resented Lu Qingshan for being so strong.
He was clearly only a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
Why were these genius cultivators able to do whatever they wanted, while cultivators with ordinary talent like himself could only struggle bitterly?
Luo Yang thought about the cultivators of his generation. The most talented of them were already cultivators of the sixth level, high and mighty.
But now, he was fighting against a cultivator of the fourth level and had been beaten into such a miserable state.
He couldn't help but feel sorrow.
He didn't know that compared to most people, he was also a genius cultivator. Moreover, he had an enviable background.
Luo Yang resented his own choice even more. His heart was filled with pain.
The main reason he had lost was because he had made a wrong judgment.
When faced with Lu Qingshan's Secret Sword of Heaven Suppression, he hadn't chosen to avoid it. Instead, he had chosen the most reckless way to meet force with force. As a result, he had tasted the bitter fruit.
Even though he wasn't as good at attacking as a sword cultivator, he was still a late Void Refinement stage cultivator who was an entire level higher than Lu Qingshan. Furthermore, he had used his strongest trump card, Dharma Transformation, to fight against Lu Qingshan. Who would have thought that he would end up like this?
But could he be blamed for this?
Luo Yang's heart was filled with bitterness. According to his father's information, Lu Qingshan's Secret Sword of Heaven Suppression was only at the late Void Refinement stage.
As a body cultivator of the same level, how could he not be able to withstand an attack at the late Void Refinement stage?
Father had done this to me!
"You've lost," Lu Qingshan said as he looked at Luo Yang, who was covered in blood.
When these words fell into Luo Yang's ears, he felt extremely humiliated.
No matter what, he had to fight.
Luo Yang was furious and unwilling to accept this. He shouted loudly and his body once again shone with silver light.
"I, Luo Yang, refuse to accept this!"
His left hand was still bleeding, so this time, he could only use his right hand to attack. With great difficulty, he charged towards Lu Qingshan.
"Let's end this." Lu Qingshan said softly as he looked at Luo Yang, who was already like an arrow at the end of its flight but still charging towards him.
His entire body's meridians were already burning.
Luo Yang felt extremely uncomfortable under the Secret Sword of Heaven Suppression, which was fifteen times more powerful than before. Lu Qingshan himself didn't feel particularly comfortable either.
Although he had only used one sword strike, the violently surging spiritual power had already begun to boil in his meridians.
If it weren't for the fact that he had rebuilt his flawless Dao foundation, which had made his meridians much tougher, he might have suffered some internal injuries.
One sword strike was enough. If he had used the Second Sword of Heaven Suppression, in his current state, he would have injured his enemy by a thousand and lost two hundred.
His two hundred in exchange for Luo Yang's one thousand.
It wasn't worth it.
Lu Qingshan's heart skipped a beat and he swung his sword.
As he swung his sword, there seemed to be an explosion of thunder.
A sudden clap of thunder sounded from the ground.
Its power was much weaker than the Secret Sword of Heaven Suppression, but it was more than enough to deal with Luo Yang, who was in a weakened state and was only holding on with one breath.
An enormous pressure appeared.
With a bang, Luo Yang was unable to withstand the pressure. His entire body flew backwards like a kite with its string cut.
But this time, he didn't have the strength to climb back up.
A late Void Refinement realm body cultivator had been defeated by Lu Qingshan's sword, just like that.
And he had lost in a true clash of ultimate moves.
The crowd fell into a momentary silence. They were as still as wood, their hearts filled with shock.
What did it mean to be a master of both internal and external techniques?
That wasn't a title that could be given to someone who cultivated both the internal and external sword techniques.
Only a sword cultivator like Lu Qingshan, whose flying sword realm was close to the level of Thunder and Fire, whose close-range sword techniques were able to suppress the body cultivator, who was known as the "King of Close Combat", was worthy of the word "Peerless".
Soon after, the crowd's voices flooded out like a tide.
"This Lu Qingshan is too fierce. He's practically on par with his master when he was young …" Shocked gazes couldn't help but focus on Lu Qingshan, who was standing in the air in the middle of the arena.
"Peerless talent, backed by the Sword Sect, and his master is the legendary 'Xia Daoyun.'
This Lu Qingshan might have a chance to touch that unattainable Sword Immortal Realm, "someone muttered.
They could already foresee Lu Qingshan's rise to power. Of course, to the current Lu Qingshan, this was still too far away. They were just sighing with emotion.
After all, the Sword Immortal Realm was still a far cry from Xia Daoyun, who was already a Realm Eight cultivator.
Otherwise, there wouldn't have been only three Sword Immortals in the last twenty thousand years in Chang 'an.
How many Sword Immortals would appear in this new era? Who would be the first Sword Immortal in the Grand Celestial World? They were all very curious.
The news of Lu Qingshan's victory quickly spread in all directions through the hands of the spectating cultivators.
Not all the cultivators who were paying attention to this battle came to the Sin Martial Hall to watch it personally.
Now that the outcome had been decided, they quickly received the news.
"Luo Yang, a Void Tempering Body cultivator, lost to a Nascent Soul sword cultivator in close combat?" Some factions were shocked.
"The Sword Sect's generation is incredible. Ji Chuan and Lu Qingshan, two geniuses from the same sect." Some factions were bitter and jealous.
Even the most powerful factions would occasionally have a time when they were short on talent.
Take the Heaven Secrets Temple as an example. As a Daoist Sect, the previous temple master's death was too sudden. Their successor hadn't fully matured yet, so he couldn't shoulder the heavy responsibility of becoming the Sect Master of the Daoist Sect. They had no choice but to force a duck onto a perch.
If not for the Heaven Secrets Temple's deep relationship with the Da Xia Kingdom, and the Da Xia Kingdom's protection, the Heaven Secrets Temple would have been weakened for a long time, until the next temple master had the strength to shoulder the burden.
But what was the Sword Sect's situation now?
At the top, there was Qingyun Sword Immortal, who dominated the seven regions and suppressed an entire clan.
In the middle, there was the strongest Realm Seven cultivator, Xia Daoyun, and the first on the Heaven Ranking, Taibai Sword Master, who looked down on the world.
In the lower level, there was the first on the Yellow Ranking, Ji Chuan, who looked down on the world. Now, there was Lu Qingshan.
One had to know that the Sword Sect was only a sect of three thousand people.
How could there be so many talents?
Sour, sour!
.....
In the arena's small region.
The Sin Martial Hall master's figure flashed, and he appeared in the sky above the small region.
"The outcome of this battle has been decided. The Sword Sect's Lu Qingshan wins!"
The Sin Martial Hall master floated high in the sky and announced with a cold expression.
However, there was a hint of fear in his eyes when he looked at Lu Qingshan.
It was not that he had any ill intentions towards Lu Qingshan, but there was always competition between the Seven Great Dao Sects.
Seeing how powerful and outstanding the Sword Sect's disciple was, as a member of the Martial Arts Hall, he could not help but have some strange thoughts.
In the small region enveloped by golden light, Lu Qingshan stood quietly, circulating his spiritual power that was almost dried up, and silently adjusting his breathing.
With such a powerful Secret Sword of Heaven Suppression and the True Will of Karma that could predict the future, they were simply two huge sources of spiritual power.
Even if he cultivated four Dao Arts, it was almost impossible for him to bear such a consumption.
Of course, he had many easier methods that could help him take down Luo Hou.
For example, the eye technique Xie Zhi, or the Nascent Spirit that had reached the Defense Realm and had the ability to attack.
However, Lu Qingshan understood that in the following period of time, his cultivation would most likely stagnate at the Nascent Soul stage for a period of time due to his unfathomable intent.
In this kind of situation, he had to leave behind some trump cards to deal with those enemies who thought they knew themselves and attacked him, especially the cultivators of the Hades.
Therefore, in this battle, he only used the methods that he had on the surface, and nothing else.
It was also because of this that he had pushed himself to the brink of exhaustion.
Fortunately, his recovery ability was astonishing. Soon, the spiritual power in his meridians flowed like a river, growing and multiplying endlessly, and his aura rose once more.
.....
In the spectator stands, Marquis Luo Tang did not say a word. He looked at Luo Hou, who was covered in blood, with a gloomy expression.
"Marquis Luo Tang, where is the hundred spirit crystals that you promised my disciple during the battle?" A clear and cold voice suddenly sounded.
The voice could only be heard, but not the person.
It was Xia Daoyun's voice!
Marquis Luo Tang's expression changed.
When the cultivators in the spectator stands heard this, they began to boil with excitement.
Everyone's expressions were different as they discussed spiritedly.
This was because even for people of their status, Luoshen Fairy Xia Daoyun was still a legend, an unreachable powerful cultivator.
They never expected that she would actually be paying attention to her disciple's battle, and that she would personally come.
Even though Marquis Luo Tang and Xia Daoyun stood opposite each other, he did not have the courage to act shamelessly in front of Xia Daoyun's might, or show any disrespect.
With a cold snort, a ball of spiritual light flickered. It flew out, and in the end, stopped in front of Lu Qingshan.
Within the ball of spiritual light were a hundred sparkling and translucent spirit crystals.
"Many thanks for Marquis Luo Tang's hospitality!" Lu Qingshan laughed loudly, and then put all of the spirit crystals into his storage ring.
This act of gratitude, which was actually mockery, caused Marquis Luo Tang's expression to become even more ashen.
"My Sword Sect will send someone to hand over the apology and compensation that you promised earlier for ninety percent of the Luo Clan's assets." Xia Daoyun's voice sounded again.
Xia Daoyun's words caused another uproar among the spectating cultivators.
A hundred spirit crystals might not be all that precious to them, but ninety percent of Marquis Luo Tang's assets was just too much for them to bear.
Marquis Luo Tang's face was as dark as charcoal.
His losses this time were just too great!
Lu Qingshan had won, and Xia Daoyun had even followed him personally, directly confirming this matter, not giving him the slightest chance to change his mind.
Both of these things were outside of his expectations.
What does a mere level seven cultivator's meager assets amount to in your eyes, Xia Daoyun? Is there a need to be so serious?
"Hmph! I understand. " Marquis Luo Tang didn't dare cause trouble in front of Xia Daoyun, and could only snort coldly to save his dignity. He felt his face burning, as if he had been slapped countless times.
Lu Qingshan felt a bit of joy inside.
This battle had indeed been quite profitable.
He had only defeated a late stage Void Tempering body cultivator, yet he was able to obtain ninety percent of Marquis Luo Tang's assets. This was definitely the most profitable transaction.
…
In the spectating area, there were a few cultivators who seemed to be passersby. When they heard Xia Daoyun's voice, they looked at each other, understanding each other's intentions.
With Xia Daoyun as their protector, the original plan had been canceled.
Within the tide, a poisonous snake was secretly hissing!
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