The words of Jia Zuoren, the ancestor of the Heavenly Yuan Realm of the Blood River Sect, seemed to come out deliberately, and they overwhelmed everyone's voices at once.

In an instant, everyone felt as if the voice was ringing in their ears.

A life-and-death showdown?

The disciples of the Yuanling Sect, after hearing them one by one, showed surprise in their eyes.

Right now, although Lu Qingshan's strength is very strong, he has even defeated several disciples of the Blood River Sect in a row.

But—

Many people have already seen that among the disciples of the Blood River Sect, there are still many unfathomable masters hidden, and the strength of those people is truly powerful.

Why did the sect make such a decision?

Forced?

Or is it something else?

Immediately, they looked up at Lu Qingshan one by one, but found that Lu Qingshan's expression was as usual, as if he had expected all this.

Then, the disciples of the Yuanling Sect looked up at the four veins one by one, and they also saw that the four veins looked light, as if they didn't care at all, and as if they were like Lu Qingshan, they all expected it.

"Lu Qingshan, this time you are dead!" Meng Wu had already retreated into the distance, and he was still a little frightened in his heart about Lu Qingshan's strength, a young man who was not in the Lingyuan Realm could be so strong in his strength.

"I'm afraid, those saints in Qingluo Prefecture are just like that!" Meng Wu said secretly.

Lu Qingshan glanced up at Meng Wu, and said slowly: "Three life-and-death battles, I think there may not be a chance for you, so don't brush up your presence in front of me." Of course, if you have to brush up on your presence, then come and fight me to the death. But do you dare?"

After finishing speaking, Lu Qingshan smiled.

This smile fell in Meng Wu's eyes, which immediately made Meng Wu's face very ugly.

He knew that Lu Qingshan was right, and if he really wanted Lu Qingshan to come to a life-and-death battle, he was not sure at all.

"Are you ......" Meng Wu stared at Lu Qingshan, wanting to say something, but as soon as he spit out a word, he was rudely interrupted by Lu Qingshan.

"If it's a true gentleman, let's meet in a duel of life and death, otherwise, don't say so much, say too much, it will make me look down on you!" Lu Qingshan said slowly.

Burst!

Lu Qingshan's very ordinary words made Meng Wu feel that he was humiliating himself, and he was so angry that he immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The face of Jia Zuoren, the ancestor of the Heavenly Yuan Realm of the Blood River Sect, was a little unbearable, Meng Wu's qualifications were not bad, although he was not top-notch, he was definitely not good, but in the face of Lu Qingshan, he was not Lu Qingshan's opponent.

That's it!

Even, even words were defeated by Lu Qingshan.

"These disciples have cultivated martial arts, but they have not cultivated their hearts...... Jia Zuoren sighed in his heart, and immediately followed, Jia Zuoren said loudly: "Disciples of the Blood River Sect, follow me back to the Scarlet Battleship to prepare, and in three days, we will hold a life-and-death decisive battle!"

Whoa!

Hundreds of disciples of the Blood River Sect, as well as the elders of the Blood River Sect, followed behind Jia Zuoren one by one, and all of them withdrew from the Bamboo Sword Peak and returned to the Scarlet Giant Ship.

"Master, why don't the people of the Blood River Sect want to live on the Bamboo Sword Peak?" Lu Qingshan came to Gu Mo's side, and said very curiously.

"Of course I'm afraid of death!" Gu Mo said, "Na Jia Zuoren, although it is the cultivation of the Tianyuan Realm, but after all, this is the home of our Yuanling Sect, and many formations have been arranged, once it is activated, the cultivation of the Tianyuan Realm may not be able to survive......"

Lu Qingshan nodded, finally understood.

It's just that Lu Qingshan has never seen the formation arranged in this Yuan Spirit Gate, and he doesn't know what the power will be after activation!

However, Lu Qingshan didn't think too much about this.

"Come with me!" said Gumo.

Lu Qingshan immediately followed behind Gu Mo and walked towards the top of the Bamboo Sword Peak.

Lu Qingshan understood that this was to prepare for the life-and-death decisive battle in three days.

Finally, we reached the top of Bamboo Sword Peak.

Gu Mo stopped, put his hands behind his back, as if staring into the distance, and waited for a long time before Gu Mo turned around and said to Lu Qingshan: "With all your strength, stab me, don't be afraid of hurting me!"

Lu Qingshan nodded.

Immediately, Lu Qingshan grabbed the bamboo sword, and the vitality in the qi pool rolled out, all of which were injected into the bamboo sword.

On the bamboo sword, the red mangs are very dazzling.

At the same time, the sword roared constantly, and the sky was thundering.

Laugh at!

Lu Qingshan stabbed out with a sword.

This sword, Lu Qingshan had no reservations, it could be said that it was the strongest blow without using the flying sword and the Heavenly Dragon Body.

Seeing Lu Qingshan's sword, Gu Mo's eyes bloomed with disbelief, it seemed that even Gu Mo never thought that Lu Qingshan could stab such a sword.

Wow!

Gu Mo raised his hand and clamped the sword that Lu Qingshan stabbed out with two fingers, no matter how Lu Qingshan was urging his vitality, no matter how hard he used, this sword could no longer advance in the slightest.

Gu Mo carefully sensed the power contained in Lu Qingshan's sword, his eyes showed satisfaction, and said: "This time, the hundreds of disciples who have come from the Blood River Sect, with your strength, are enough to kill nine percent in seconds, but there is still one percent, it may not be easy to deal with!"

Lu Qingshan understood that the Blood River Sect was a large sect, and it was by no means comparable to the Lingyang Kingdom and other small countries that depended on the Yuanling Sect.

The same cultivation, but because of the exercises practiced, as well as martial arts, and even weapons, etc., the strength that can burst out is definitely different.

Then, it means that the strength of the disciples of the Blood River Sect is very terrifying.

Lu Qingshan already understands this.

But Lu Qingshan also understands that since the sect has agreed to the so-called life-and-death duel, it will definitely not joke with his own life.

There must be enough certainty.

Sure enough, when Lu Qingshan thought of this, Gu Mo smiled and spoke: "Qingshan, as a teacher, I am now passing on the third layer of your "Red Thunder Sword Technique", the third layer is already a Xuan-level martial art, and you can only practice if you cultivate to reach the Lingyuan Realm, but you are very special, you should be able to practice now!"

Lu Qingshan nodded.

Regarding the third layer of the "Red Thunder Sword Technique", Lu Qingshan had wanted to practice for a long time, but he never had time to practice.

Now, the time may be just right.

"Qingshan, you have a good ......"

When the words fell, Gu Mo was carrying a bamboo sword, and he had already practiced the third layer of the "Red Thunder Sword Technique".

Lu Qingshan's eyes stared tightly, imprinting everything in his mind.

At the same time, Lu Qingshan was very surprised that the sword skills practiced by Gu Mo were filled with layers of thunder and lightning on the sword body.

The thunder and lightning seemed to be a kind of power attached to the sword technique, and it was very terrifying.

Finally, when Gu Mo finished the drill, he explained the content of the third layer to Lu Qingshan, and asked Lu Qingshan to practice it again.

However, to Gu Mo's surprise, Lu Qingshan did not choose to cultivate, but closed his eyes.

The moment Lu Qingshan closed his eyes, Gu Mo's expression immediately became surprised, then stunned, and then shocked!

(End of chapter)