The martial artist in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm is really powerful, although Lu Qingming still has two hole cards that have not been played, but for now, even if he plays these two hole cards, I am afraid it will be useless.

The body continued to fall, and the whole person lost his center of gravity, and finally when he was about to land, he recovered from a mouthful of true yuan, and only then did he flip his body over, and he landed smoothly.

The cold lingering in his heart still did not dissipate, and Lu Qingming didn't know what it was, but it was certain that it was caused by the palm in the darkness just now.

"Killing sword intent, slash. With a light drink in his mouth, he completely let go of the sword intent, and the sword intent that was close to Dacheng immediately erased the cold feeling in his heart. The sword is intent in the body, and nothing is cut.

The thunder light began to shine all over his body, and finally these two hole cards were finally used - sword intent, secret method, as soon as the two came out, his strength increased a lot.

Turning his head and glancing at Yuan Xuetong's direction, he suddenly sneered, and on the land next to him, several corpses suddenly fell, all of them were the corpses of powerhouses in the Transformation God Realm. Yuan Xuetong's strength after breaking through the Transformation God Realm was really strong.

The middle-aged man who was in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm had obviously discovered this serious problem, more than a dozen people besieged one person and several people were easily killed, such a loss was too huge.

"I'm going to kill you first. Although he was worried about the battle on that side, he also knew that Lu Qingming in front of him was also not something to be underestimated, and he was the only one among all who could defeat Lu Qingming.

After discovering Yuan Xuetong's situation, Lu Qingming put his mind at ease, their purpose was just to delay time and let Hua Fengyue leave, so after seeing Yuan Xuetong's strength, he didn't worry that the other party would lose.

The trouble is the middle-aged in front of him, in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, he is a very small number of masters in the entire realm.

Although he let go of the sword intent and used the secret method, Lu Qingming did not have the intention of immediately making a move with the other party, but stood in place, as if he was delaying time.

However, how could that god-transforming powerhouse be as he wished? His figure instantly turned into black smoke and approached Lu Qingming again.

It's just that when he approached Lu Qingming, he vaguely seemed to see the hook of the corners of his mouth in front of him.

"What is this kid doing, so rampant?" The doubts in his heart, but he will not show mercy in his hands, the darkness will once again shroud Lu Qingming, so he doesn't think it's suitable, anyway, as long as it works.

Lu Qingming fell into darkness again, but his eyes were already bright, and a strong sword intent lingered around him, close to Dacheng's sword intent, all the swordsmen in the realm could already be ranked in the top fifteen.

With his sword intent, he was still calm in the dark, with a hint of a smile on his face, and he didn't hide it.

"It's a mystery. When the middle-aged man saw him like this, he only said to himself in his heart.

"Shadow Hand of the Shadow. ”

The same trick can't work twice on the swordsman. This is a brilliant swordsman.

As soon as the cold qi hit, Lu Qingming's sword intent turned into an entity, cutting off the invisible power that pierced into his heart.

The wounded cold light flashed, and the long sword was swung.

This sword is very tricky, and no matter which direction it attacks, it cannot avoid handing over with the long sword.

"Insect carving skills. Although the swordsmanship is exquisite, but the lack of strength is a hard injury, the middle-aged man sneered and continued to attack.

Hahahaha-

"What?" the middle-aged man was startled, and a sharp edge suddenly appeared in his mind, and a burst of laughter cut into his spirit.

"Poof-" Lu Qingming spit out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly fell backwards, seeing a cloud of black smoke in his eyes, which was caused by a middle-aged man.

And in Lu Qingming's hands, there are two swords, which are exactly the same, and the aura they exude is faintly similar.

In the retreat, the black smoke shook and then dissipated, and a figure emerged from it. The clothes are still intact, but the hair is much messier, the eyes are full of bloodshots, and the blue tendons on the forehead are very obvious.

His eyes were full of coldness, and his gaze turned to the extra long sword in Lu Qingming's hand, he suddenly gritted his teeth and hated, and said, "The god and demon red sword of Fengtianfu?"

"This is from Fengtianfu?" Lu Qingming was stunned, although his Yuan Shen was also slightly injured, but his soul was one and a half, so the damage was lighter than that of a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at the long sword in Lu Qingming's hand, and after a moment of shock, only a solemn face remained, and from his eyes, Lu Qingming even saw a trace of jealousy.

It seems that this middle-aged avatar has a certain understanding of this sword.

With this sword, that middle-aged man has already received some damage, and it is a fundamental injury, a damage to the primordial spirit.

Inadvertently looked left and right, Lu Qingming suddenly smiled lightly, put away the love sword, and used the god and demon red sword with one hand, this sword contains a powerful sword intent, although it is a little strange that there is a knife hidden in the sword, but for Lu Qingming at the moment, it is not important.

Using this sword, Lu Qingming obviously felt a little different, his killing sword intent was suppressed, and he couldn't release it at all, it was hard to imagine what level of existence this sword intent was.

In the face of this late stage of the transformation of the gods, the previous tricks are useless, and the injuries suffered by the two of them are now comparable, if he follows the previous way of playing, he will definitely die.

In that case, you don't need to use the previous tricks.

"A trick was created on the spot. Lu Qingming smiled in his heart, "The Battle Spirit Sword Technique has been completed, and now it only needs to use the Blood Artistic Conception comprehended from the Sword Technique to promote the moves, and then promote the fusion of the sword moves." ”

This idea was something he had already had before, but he didn't expect that he would take the risk of merging moves at this time.

The long sword glowing with red light, like a mad demon at this moment, made the middle-aged man on the opposite side feel frightened, the secret path is dangerous, the attack just now has already injured him, if he does it again, I am afraid it will be dangerous.

"War Spirit Sword Technique. Lu Qing muttered in a deep voice, a stream of blood rose from his body, and the blood-colored mist lingered around the long sword, and he faintly heard the wild laughter that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Just the sound of wild laughter is already terrifying.

The figure is incarnated, like a maggot attached to the bone, refusing to let go of the middle-aged warrior. Facing a God Transformation Realm martial artist who can rise into the air at any time, Lu Qingming will not let the other party distance himself from him.

The middle-aged man's speed is very clever among martial artists of the same level, even though Lu Qingming's Heavenly Light and Dark Sun Step is a top-level spiritual method, but after all, the comprehension is not thorough enough, so the speed of the two can be said to be comparable.

The black shadow flashed, the laughter in the reddened long sword was still wild, and the middle-aged powerhouse that turned into black smoke also flashed away in an instant.

But the two blacks can't be separated after all, even though he is ghostly, Lu Qingming still follows easily, and even attacks him.

Blood-colored and like a mad demon's laughter, the sword light was several times more terrifying, and he still danced the long sword despite the slightest pain of the primordial god.

No matter what, his Battle Spirit Sword Technique had already unfolded, and the entire set of martial arts techniques of the Consummation Realm was the same move, and there was no difference. However, a whole set is a set after all, and it is united by many moves, and what Lu Qingming has to do now is to truly integrate these moves together.

The fusion of Xuan-level exercises can become a primary spiritual method.

The first time he tried the fusion trick, it obviously made Lu Qingming have no clue, he was originally going to start the fusion after returning to Stargazing Mountain, but he didn't want to advance here.

"You just need to use your blood artistic conception to promote the battle spirit sword technique, and keep using the sword technique, you will eventually find something, this is the only way at present. ”

Lu Qingming doesn't know how to fuse tricks, but You'er in the sea knows that at present, he only has to listen to You'er's guidance while fighting, and whether he can succeed in fusion is a matter of doing so.

The blood danced, the sword light flew, Lu Qingming's long sword kept stabbing at the middle-aged man, although the sword intent could not be used, but the sword intent on the sword was even more terrifying.

"Bastard, why is the God and Demon Red Sword in your hands?" The middle-aged man was not afraid of Lu Qing's sword moves, but he was afraid of the God and Demon Red Sword, this sword was something that even the great power of the Qiankun Realm would blush.

The sword technique of the war spirit comes from the battlefield and is born from battle, and if you want to evolve, you should naturally advance from battle.

He gave up all the means that could improve his combat effectiveness, he gave up the powerful spiritual sword moves, he also gave up the secret method, and he couldn't use the sword intent. He only used nine moves of the Battle Spirit Sword Technique, nine moves in a row, endlessly, as if it were one.

The blood-colored artistic conception will envelop the surroundings, and whenever your eyes touch this place, you will see a bloody sky.

The power of artistic conception is not real and substantial, but it can mentally affect both sides.

The artistic conception of blood came from the Battle Spirit Sword Technique, and now it is the most suitable to use it to promote the War Spirit Sword Technique.

"The greatest essence of the sword lies in stabbing and piercing, and the moves such as the broken sword in the sword technique of the war spirit are the essence of the stabbing and are used to penetrate the meaning. Lu Qingming was attacking and thinking at the same time.

And the middle-aged man, he didn't flee in a flash, he was afraid that the sword was good, but he wouldn't be afraid of Lu Qingming because of it. His shadow ghost hand always passed through the blood-colored sword light unexpectedly and grabbed Lu Qingming's heart.

This move is a big move to attack the original god.

However, Lu Qingming didn't care about it, his eyes were blood-red, the green tendons on his forehead were exposed, and his face was much more hideous, but the long sword in his hand was still waving, like a mad demon fighting, never dying.

"Piercing the heart. ”

Since it is meant to penetrate, this fusion sword move could not be better with this name.

With the light of blood, the long sword stabbed out, and the magnificent blood qi echoed the long sword, piercing the black smoke.

However, the sound of "sonorous" shattered everything, the sword move was a failure, and Lu Qingming's first sword had no merit.

"What's missing?" was puzzled in his heart, but when he came back to his senses, he was suddenly startled, a pair of black hands had already grasped in front of him, straight through the void, as if he had grasped his heart.

"Ahh

With doubts in his eyes and embarrassment, Lu Qingming was injured again, and the middle-aged powerhouse, still rolled into black smoke and came with him, and the action was the same as that of Lu Qingming before.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Lu Qingming didn't dwell on the failure of the fusion sword move, but looked at the cloud of black smoke, where the middle-aged man was hiding and couldn't see clearly.

However, Lu Qingming looked at the ground, and the bits and pieces of blood told him that the injuries suffered by the middle-aged were just as serious as him.