Lu Qingshan's body was filled with the power of the Mountains and Seas, and his aura skyrocketed.
As a price, thousands of miles withered.
As his cultivation increased, the range of the power of the Mountains and Seas also became more and more terrifying and wider.
Lu Qingshan really didn't want to use this ability unless he had no other choice.
But he couldn't care less now.
With the power of the Mountains and Seas as the source of power, Lu Qingshan raised an arm and controlled the flying sword. "Combine!"
The River of Forgetfulness, Demon Suppression, and Peach Blossoms cheerfully formed a straight line in front of him. The swords connected from head to tail and lined up in order to form a larger sword.
"Go!" Lu Qingshan said in a deep voice.
The long sword rushed up in a straight line and instantly shot towards Tianmang in the sky.
Tianmang frowned when he saw this.
With a buzzing sound, a terrifying wave of energy shook out. In his Law Domain, endless black water surged and enveloped his body.
Then, a ferocious bird so huge that it covered the sky emerged from Tianmang's body and appeared behind him. With a majestic aura, it pressed down on Lu Qingshan.
His aura also rose to a terrifying level at this moment.
"Insignificant skill!" Tianmang snorted coldly.
So what if Lu Qingshan had endless means? In the face of absolute strength, everything was empty talk.
Then, he stretched out his palm and hit Lu Qingshan's long sword.
Chi!
Unlike what he had imagined, a heart-wrenching pain came from his palm. The confident Tianmang's face darkened and he subconsciously looked down.
He saw a long sword shrouded in dense demonic qi. The tip of the sword pierced a bloody hole in his palm, dripping with blood.
The long sword formed by three life swords and the spearhead was Demon Suppression.
Demon Suppression's green steel ability forcibly broke through Tianmang's physical defense.
Seeing that he had succeeded in one move, Lu Qingshan's long sword changed endlessly. When Demon Suppression's power was exhausted, Peach Blossoms followed closely behind and took the lead in the blink of an eye.
A mysterious wave spread out, causing Tian Mang's Qi and blood to stagnate.
Then, the peach blossom exploded with power, and a terrifying penetrating intent burst forth, continuing to penetrate Tianmang's palm along the wound opened by Demon Suppression.
The True Intent of Nirvana!
In just an instant, Tian Mang's palm was completely penetrated. Blood splattered everywhere. It was very sparkling and translucent, like blood diamonds.
"What?!" Tian Mang exclaimed, his expression changing slightly.
Because after piercing through his palm, the long sword changed again, turning into the River of Forgetfulness in front. Its power did not decrease as it continued to move forward, aiming straight for his chest.
Tianmang desperately circulated his Dharmic powers and activated his Law Domain.
Under his full power, the space within his Law Domain seemed to solidify, causing the three-in-one sword to rapidly slow down as if it had fallen into a swamp.
"Go back!" Tian Mang seized the opportunity and slapped the long sword with his five fingers.
The Flying Swords that had fused together as one with Heaven and Earth were instantly scattered in all directions by his palm.
Just as Tian Mang heaved a sigh of relief, a shadow flashed across his eyes.
A thunderous roar followed.
In his line of sight, sword intent burst forth, piercing through the sky like a rainbow.
It turned out that the moment Lu Qingshan controlled the three life swords to fly out, he quickly leapt into the air with the Dragon Sparrow Sword in hand.
Sword intent swirled around the Dragon Sparrow Sword, and flames gathered to form a rolling earth dragon, pointing directly at Tian Mang.
The strength of its momentum and the richness of its Qi were far from what it had been before.
Lu Qingshan moved horizontally at an incredible speed, transforming into a streak of light as his sword intent soared into the sky.
"Very strong, but you still can't do anything to me," Tian Mang said.
Screech!
His beast pet, the primordial bird, let out a long screech and flapped its wings, creating countless ripples that formed a thin film, blocking Lu Qingshan's path forward.
"You dare to say you can defeat me with such meager strength?" Tian Mang sneered, and the golden light on his body became even brighter. He pulled out a mighty stance of a celestial being throwing a cauldron, and punched the air, creating a violent gust of wind that smashed into Lu Qingshan's sword.
Whoosh!
The Dragon Sparrow Sword was struck squarely.
As a dao tool, the Dragon Sparrow Sword was naturally undamaged.
However, the ferocious power in Tian Mang's fist passed through the sword and into Lu Qingshan's body.
The power was unstoppable, and Lu Qingshan's body bent like a bow as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer.
Black blood instantly seeped from the corners of Lu Qingshan's mouth.
Tian Mang didn't let Lu Qingshan go, and he launched a merciless barrage of attacks.
He was full of vigor, and he continued to throw punches.
Lu Qingshan raised his sword to block, but even with the enhancement of the power of the mountains and seas, he was still no match for Tian Mang.
His body was constantly sent flying, and he had already been sent flying for dozens of kilometers in the sky.
The two of them clashed fiercely.
A piece of flesh was torn from Lu Qingshan's shoulder, leaving behind a trail of crimson blood.
Blood flowed from his ears, nose, and mouth, a ghastly sight.
Tian Mang's attacks became more and more ferocious.
Terrifying fluctuations spread from his body, and divine feathers shot out from his body, turning into a golden rain that filled the sky. It looked dazzling and beautiful, but its lethality was incomparably terrifying.
The dense golden divine feathers cut off the world.
At the same time, the true primordial bird moved in the same manner as Tian Mang, instantly taking off all the divine feathers on its body and shooting out.
The divine feathers formed from energy and the true divine feathers mixed together, forming a golden tide that shot toward Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan used all his strength to use the Dustless Room to block these golden divine feathers.
He constantly waved the Dragon Sparrow Sword in his hand, and the three lifeblood swords circled around him.
Even so, he was only able to block the majority of the golden feathers.
Puff! Puff!
Puff! The three golden divine feathers broke through the encirclement, and also broke through Lu Qingshan's Dustless Room domain that could isolate all techniques, piercing through Lu Qingshan's body.
Three bloody holes appeared on Lu Qingshan's body.
Blood gushed out from the bloody holes.
The only thing worth rejoicing over was that these three wounds did not reach his vitals.
"Can you still move?" Tian Mang looked at the wounded Lu Qingshan with a half-smile.
He had gone easy on him.
Because he had his eyes on Lu Qingshan's body, the three divine feathers did not hit his vitals.
Lu Qingshan spat out another mouthful of black blood, but his expression was very calm.
"Sir!" Qin Yitian had never seen her Sir in such a miserable state.
"Don't worry, it's all right," he comforted Qin Yitian, then reached out his left hand and grasped the air.
Whoosh!
The Forgetfulness River swimming in the sky quickly swam over, and Lu Qingshan caught it in his hand.
Then, Lu Qingshan slashed at the air.
Dazzling sword light flashed, enveloping his body.
Forgetfulness River: Bi Luo.
Sword of Life.
Rich vitality flowed into his limbs and bones, healing his wounds.
"Again." Lu Qingshan grinned, looking at Tian Mang with bright eyes.
Tian Mang glanced at the Forgetfulness River in Lu Qingshan's hand in surprise, then suddenly laughed.
"I thought my biggest gain was you, but it seems that's not all."
"There are four swords in total, and all four of them are divine swords. How can there be such a human cultivator? Who exactly are you? "He sighed, but was also curious.
Lu Qingshan did not answer Tian Mang's question, continuing to attack with his sword.
Tian Mang's pupils constricted, and he stopped dodging.
He had already figured out Lu Qingshan's background. He knew that although he was far stronger than a level-six cultivator, or even a level-seven cultivator, Lu Qingshan, there was no way he could defeat him.
Tian Mang's eyes flashed coldly, and his cultivation was suddenly activated, his aura soaring.
The Immemorial Ferocious Bird he had summoned merged with him again, strengthening his body.
He leaned forward, and used his fist to fight Lu Qingshan's Dragon Sparrow.
It was a tit for tat.
Sword Qi surged between the two, divine light formed into groups, and strong winds howled.
"Hah!"
At this moment, Tian Mang let out a long howl, and the sound waves surged toward Lu Qingshan, shaking him until he was dizzy and bleeding from his seven orifices.
But this was just a premonition.
Immediately, an indescribable pain came from Lu Qingshan's body, and blood-red veins appeared on his face, trembling as if they were about to tear his body apart.
His body shook violently, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Tian Mang floated in the air, looking at Lu Qingshan, who was covered in blood, and grinned. His smile was sinister and carried a strong sense of greed, as if Lu Qingshan was his food. It made one's scalp tingle.
Lu Qingshan felt a chill in his heart, and at the same time, he held the Demon Suppressing Sword in his hand.
He released the Demon Suppressing Godly Power without holding back, and slashed at Tian Mang with his strongest sword.
"The more I look at this sword, the more familiar it is …" Tian Mang's eyes flashed, and his expression was grave. "I must have seen or heard of it somewhere."
While he was deep in thought, Tian Mang raised his right hand, and his five fingers shone with golden light as he clenched them.
Wind and clouds surged in the Law Domain, and a red moon rose in the ocean.
The red moon appeared, and flames filled the air, turning into a fireball that flew toward Lu Qingshan's Demon Suppressing Sword.
The moment they collided, the Demon Suppressing Sword was unharmed, but the surging Godly Power that erupted from the sword immediately dissipated.
Of course, the red moon was also extinguished at this moment, becoming dim and dispersing.
"You have endless tricks up your sleeve. If your cultivation was higher by one realm, perhaps I really wouldn't be able to do anything to you today, but now … No means no!" Tian Mang was incomparably proud.
Lu Qingshan gritted his teeth.
The Demon Suppressing Godly Power was more than that.
However, Tian Mang was now a human.
Therefore, the Demon Suppressing Sword's most powerful ability to restrain Demons was useless against Tian Mang.
This was the most difficult part of this battle.
His most powerful trump card against Demons was restricted.
Bang!
Tian Mang stepped through the void and stomped down on Lu Qingshan. It was incomparably fierce, like a golden foot, tyrannical and miraculous.
Lu Qingshan moved sideways like a dragon, avoiding the sharp edge.
But under the Law Domain, even with the Dustless Room immune to most of the pressure, his speed was still much slower than normal.
Therefore, he couldn't completely dodge the foot and could only block it with his sword.
There was a loud boom.
His body was shot down from the sky like a cannonball, smashing a deep hole in the ground. Blood trickled from the corners of his mouth, and he was seriously injured again.
Tian Mang looked at Lu Qingshan, who was staggering to his feet again, and asked mockingly, "Again?"
Lu Qingshan's face was cold and indifferent.
Another dazzling sword light flashed past, and the vitality of the River of Forgetfulness flowed out like liquid, wrapping around his body, accompanied by an orchid-like fragrance.
His scars were fading, and his injuries were getting better.
"You can take a beating." Tian Mang's expression was indifferent.
He already had the initiative. If he could defeat Lu Qingshan once, he could naturally defeat him a second time, a third time, a fourth time …
Tian Mang wasn't anxious at all. Like a cat catching a mouse, he was testing Lu Qingshan's bottom line step by step.
He wanted to determine how much ability Lu Qingshan had, and whether it was worth it for him to use a sub-spirit to take over his nest.
Lu Qingshan shouted and rose into the air again.
The two rushed together, and another fierce battle began.
In the void, the golden light and sword light collided, dazzling and dazzling.
The collision between Lu Qingshan and Tian Mang released shockwaves that scattered the surrounding clouds. It was a terrifying scene.
Boom!
Lu Qingshan was sent flying again. His chest was stained with blood, and his bones were shattered. He was no match for Tian Mang's divine power.
Tian Mang wasn't anxious. He slowly attacked Lu Qingshan with his fists, waiting for the next surprise.
He believed that in the end, this young sword xiu would definitely have some trump cards up his sleeve to protect his life.
'Let me see how much potential you have,' Tian Mang said in his mind.
.....
This was the most tragic battle Lu Qingshan had ever experienced.
As time passed, he was covered in internal injuries.
Even with the Lethe River's blue power, his meridians, bones, and organs were still damaged.
The difference in strength between the two was too great to overcome. Lu Qingshan's life was in danger. If this continued, he would die without a doubt.
An opponent of Tian Mang's level made him feel powerless even if he wanted to.
The most difficult part of turning defeat into victory was that he didn't have a powerful enough move to deal a fatal blow to Tian Mang.
Secret Art: See the Sun?
It was effective against Tian Mang, but it couldn't be a fatal blow.
After all, Tian Mang had a level-eight cultivation base.
Other than that, he didn't seem to have any moves that could threaten Tian Mang, who was two levels above him.
The two exchanged another thirty blows.
No matter how serious Lu Qingshan's injuries were, he was already on the brink of death.
The River of Lethe's vitality had already been completely cut off.
At this point, Tian Mang finally decided not to waste any more time.
"It's about time to end this," he said.
"Yes, it's about time to end this." A faint voice sounded.
Lu Qingshan, who had been silent all this time, actually spoke up.
Tian Mang frowned. He looked at Lu Qingshan in bewilderment.
Lu Qingshan, who was bleeding from his seven orifices and on the brink of death, had a smile on his face.
His smile looked particularly ferocious against the bloodstains.
Yes, Lu Qingshan really didn't have any moves that could kill an opponent two levels above him.
Since he didn't have any, he would just have to create one.
Lu Qingshan had seen many, many swords in his life.
In the end, the ones that left a deep impression on him were mostly those created by immortal-like figures in the sword path.
For example, Xia Daoyun's sword, Li Qiubai's sword …
However, not long ago, Lu Qingshan also saw an original sword technique that made him slap the table in praise from an ordinary, mediocre sword cultivator whose cultivation wasn't even as high as his own.
Using the sword to nurture energy.
Every sword strike didn't emit sword energy, but rather contained within the sword itself.
The more sword strikes, the more powerful the sword energy would become, until it couldn't be nurtured anymore.
Those who knew the way of the sword would learn it.
Not only would Lu Qingshan learn it, but he would also take a different path and turn it into his own sword.
Using energy to nurture energy, using power to nurture power.
Using the power of the sword strike to nurture the power of the sword, continuously increasing the power of his own sword technique until it reached the point where it couldn't be returned.
Lu Qingshan knew that he only had one chance against Tian Mang.
This was the chance to gather his greatest strength and directly kill Tian Mang.
This was because if he couldn't kill Tian Mang with this strike, Tian Mang definitely wouldn't give him a second chance to nurture a sure-kill sword.
Before Lu Qingshan decided to fight with his life on the line, he saw a sliver of an opportunity for victory.
This opportunity came from Tian Mang suddenly holding back.
He could see that Tian Mang seemed to have lost his killing intent towards him.
Lu Qingshan didn't know what Tian Mang was thinking.
However, he knew that this was his only chance of victory.
He wanted to take advantage of Tian Mang's holding back to nurture a sword technique that not only surpassed the sixth level, but also the seventh level.
For this sure-kill sword technique, Lu Qingshan had been enduring and accumulating power.
Even when the situation was critical, even when he was severely injured, even when faced with Tian Mang's endless mockery, he didn't rush to attack. Until now.
Until now, the sword energy was like a flood that filled a lake.
Lu Qingshan laughed loudly. He felt extremely carefree and his thoughts were clear.
He said:
"I, Lu Qingshan, have a sword technique that I learned from the Middle Spirit sword cultivator, Li Si."
Lu Qingshan gripped the Dragon Sparrow Sword tightly and swung it at Tian Mang. The Dragon Sparrow Sword's sword energy was like a gentle breeze.
"Please die for this sword technique."
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