Chapter Forty-Eight: The Sword Bursts with Thunder
The fifty monks all obediently listened to the words of the Taiyin Palm.
The Taiyin Palm Sect nodded with satisfaction, and then with a wave of his big hand, fifty balls of liquid spiritual power shining with white light rushed towards everyone.
One of the spiritual power balls merged into Lu Qingshan's body, and an incomparably abundant spiritual power flowed all over his body.
This is the purest liquid spiritual power without any impurities, and at this time, it is actually used to restore spiritual power to them, and the degree of luxury can be seen.
With the help of this liquid spiritual power, Lu Qingshan closed his eyes slightly, ran the exercises, and absorbed all these spiritual powers with the momentum of swallowing the whale, and the two percent of the spiritual power originally consumed by casting the Ten Thousand Sword Technique was immediately filled.
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Half an hour later.
Lu Qingshan once again stepped into the No. 7 ring to meet his second opponent, Liu Bai.
It was a lean physique, he was not tall, his skin was dark, and his cultivation was a golden pill.
In his hand, there was a huge broadsword weapon, the width of which was almost the same width as his body.
Liu Bai looked at Lu Qingshan vigilantly, that kind of gaze gave people the feeling that a hunter had met the most ferocious prey, there was no contempt, no arrogance, only infinite vigilance and ferocity.
This is a monk who dares to fight for his life.
Lu Qingshan gave a judgment in his heart.
Liu Bai didn't talk to Lu Qingshan, and the moment the Taiyin Sect announced the start of the game, he turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards Lu Qingshan.
Around his body, a whirlwind-like sword qi was formed, and these sword qi fused and converged with each other, flowing rapidly, end to end, layer upon layer, and the defensive power was extremely amazing.
What Lu Qingshan showed the most before this was his flying sword that was second only to Cao Xianxin and the terrifying number of ten thousand sword tricks.
A monk's energy and time are always limited, not to mention that Lu Qingshan is still so young, so in Liu Bai's eyes, Lu Qingshan is naturally classified by him as a sword cultivator who is proficient in the inner sword.
Since this is the case, then Lu Qingshan's outer sword skills will not be too strong.
Therefore, his idea is also very simple, close combat, so that Lu Qingshan cannot use the flying sword freely.
Of course, if he wanted to get close, he had to withstand Lu Qingshan's first wave of attacks.
He is still certain about this.
No matter how you say it, he is also physical, and his defensive means are amazing.
Thinking like this, Lu Qingshan's flying sword had already bombarded his talisman sword qi.
The dark green wood spiritual light above the peach blossoms confronted the sword qi, making a clanging sound of collision and destruction, and Liu Bai was motionless at all.
With the powerful flesh and blood qi of the body cultivation and the sword qi that has reached the peak to protect the body, it seems that it is impossible for Lu Qingshan to defeat him quickly.
"If Lu Qingshan's flying sword realm can reach the realm of sword explosion and thunder, it is indeed easy to win Liu Bai.
But at this level, in the face of the physical cultivation that is the best at defense, it is indeed a little worse.
However, the final winner should still be Lu Qingshan, just to see how much Liu Bai can force out Lu Qingshan.
Up to now, the opponents of the upper five and lower five monks were too easy to see at all. ”
When the monks in the distance were talking, Liu Bai was already against Lu Qingshan's continuous flying sword attack, rushing towards Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan did not hurry to drive the flying sword to attack, and at the same time, his body swept backwards, and his speed was not inferior to Liu Bai.
The problem is that the ring has a boundary, so it doesn't last long.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
Liu Bai, whose body was in a hurry, made a series of crackling noises from the bones of his body, and the muscles of his originally thin body swelled, and his blood and qi surged, causing a burst of sonic boom with the power of his body, making people feel as if a group of reckless cattle were pressing over.
Lu Qingshan's eyes were slightly condensed.
His inner sword skills are strong, but his outer sword is also not weak.
After all, he had mastered the art of two types of secret swords.
However, he doesn't want to expose too much until he meets a real opponent.
"I'll take you down with just a flying sword." Lu Qingshan already had a plan in his heart.
In the dark, an inexplicable power of mystery and mystery spontaneously emerged, merging into his killing sword intent that had reached the realm of unity.
This is the power of evolution that comes from the rudiments of immortal true intent.
Under the evolution of the amplification of the Immortal True Intent, the already awe-inspiring Killing Sword Intent was a little more vigorous, shrouded in the Peach Blossom Sword, and a touch of scarlet color flashed.
The next moment, the spiritual power in Lu Qingshan's body poured out.
Boom Boom!
A green point of light, brilliant as the rising sun, as urgent as electricity, its sharp edge, set off a deafening thunderstorm sound in the rush.
"Huh?!" Liu Bai's complexion changed suddenly.
"Sword explosion thunder!" Among the monks watching the battle, there were already sharp-eyed monks who were surprised.
Previously, Lu Qingshan's flying sword speed had always been infinitely close to twenty times the speed of sound of the sword explosion thunder, but the so-called difference was thousands of miles, but in fact, it was such a little bit of infinite closeness, but it was an insurmountable bottleneck.
But again, once this bottleneck is crossed, the power of the flying sword will change qualitatively.
As long as it does not reach the realm of sword explosion and thunder, even if it is closer, the lethality of the flying sword still belongs to the level of Jindan monk.
However, once this limit is crossed, the power of the flying sword will transform into a means of the Yuan Infant.
That's how big the gap is.
But who would have thought that in their eyes, such an insurmountable moat, Lu Qingshan would achieve such a realm in an instant.
"This Lu Qingshan is very deeply hidden, and judging from this, maybe the strongest of the next five is him......," a monk muttered.
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This way.
"Phew!"
The flying sword shot like a ray, bombarding Liu Bai's body protection sword qi.
Liu Bai, who was still able to deal with it before, only felt an irresistible countershock force from his whole body this time, which made his qi and blood surge, and the layer of extremely fast-rotating body protection knife qi was half shattered in an instant.
"Come again!" Lu Qingshan's eyes were cold.
Boom Boom!
The sword light intersected with the sword qi, and Lu Qingshan directly burst out with the strongest power of the peach blossom, blowing up the sword qi around Liu Bai's body to pieces.
The sword qi that flew like a goddess scattering flowers scraped out knife marks in the ring.
"Poof!"
Liu Bai suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body flew out upside down, his face turned slightly pale, and a spiritual light took advantage of the situation to protect him and prevent him from being seriously injured.
"I'm losing, convinced!" Liu Bai barely stood up and said the first sentence since he came to power.
I have to take it, because the sword cultivation and flying swords in the early stage of ordinary Yuan Ying may not be able to reach the realm of sword explosion and thunder.
And Lu Qingshan, but in the later stage of Jindan, he has such attainments in flying swords, so what is he not convinced?
"Without participating in the Seven Domains Discussion, I would never have been able to imagine this world, and there are so many top figures, and I still have a long way to go." Liu Bai muttered.
"Lu Qingshan won." The voice of the Taiyin Palm Sect sounded at the right time.