Chapter 8 The Wisher Takes the Bait

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Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Jianxiu will never stay overnight for revenge.

With a flash of brilliance, the dragon sparrow that Huang Zhong Laoxiu had killed with a sword circled back from the East sparrow city and fell into Lu Qingshan's body.

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Countless monks and mortals in Dongque City were all dumbfounded in the face of the sword from the sky and the Dongque shop that burst open suddenly, not knowing what happened.

They only know that something big is going to happen in Dongque City today.

Such a blatant beheading of the Golden Core cultivator of the Dongque Tribe who was in charge of the device store, if the Dongque Tribe did not react, how would they gain a foothold in the Mogao Desert in the future?

In this wild place, once he loses his prestige and reputation, he will be eaten up by the hungry wolves who are staring at him immediately.

"Where did the thief come from, how dare you be so arrogant!" Just a few breaths later, a powerful but angry voice came from the core of Dongque City and spread throughout Dongque City.

Then, a stream of red light rose from the ground.

When the monks in the city heard this majestic voice, they all whispered to each other.

"Even Patriarch Dongque was alarmed, this is a major repair in the Void Refinement Stage..."

The two major factions in the Mogao Desert, among which the nine chiefs of the Alliance of Nine Clans, are all physical cultivators at the early stage of refining Xu.

And the leader of the Sand Bandits, Old Man Vulture, has reached the middle stage of Void Refinement.

It is also true that these two major forces can face each other in the Mogao Desert.

At the same time, the other monks of the Dongque tribe in various parts of Dongque city also followed the red streamer transformed by the head of the family with great anger, and went straight to Lu Qingshan outside the city.

This all shows that today's events have aroused great anger for the Dongque tribe.

The fact is also true, their Dongque tribe has ruled the Mogao Desert for so many years, even the vulture old man has not been arrogant enough to dare to kill the deacon monks of their tribe's Jindan cultivation level in the city under the eyes of everyone.

The red light fell in front of Lu Qingshan,

Show the figure in it.

It was a middle-aged monk, tall and tall, with the totems of five-colored sparrows on both arms.

The middle-aged male cultivator stared at Lu Qingshan who looked calm.

He is the patriarch of the Dongque tribe, Dongqueyan.

In the next moment, without saying a word on the scene, Dongqueyan simply and neatly launched a ruthless hand.

In the Mogao Desert, strength is the truth.

Why Lu Qingshan beheaded the monks of their tribe, that has to go through the trick first.

If Lu Qingshan is vulnerable, even if Lu Qingshan has a great reason, in the eyes of Dongqueyan, he will not escape death.

The five-color sparrow totem imprinted on Dong Queyan's hand rose into a prairie fire, and he swung his palm, and his arm suddenly swelled by tens of feet, and the flame of the artistic conception rushed out of the Dao Seed in his body.

The five-color sparrow is an exotic beast of the fire genus, so the Dongque tribe who use the five-color sparrow as a totem usually perceive artistic conceptions related to the fire genus.

The same is true of Dongqueyan, he uses the middle artistic conception: the flame artistic conception to condense the Tao seed, so as to advance to refine the void.

Under the blessing of Huoyan Artistic Conception, Dongqueyan's palm directly turned into a giant peak of flames, enveloping Lu Qingshan.

The huge mountain seems to have infinite pressure, which makes people suffocate and dry mouth.

Lu Qingshan also didn't talk nonsense.

See the real chapter under the hand.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he released the dragon sparrow, and at the same time, he stepped back to distance himself from each other.

Although Lu Qingshan is confident, he doesn't hold his own.

Facing the Void Refining Cultivator whose cultivation level is completely higher than his, only by sacrificing the Taoist Dragon Sparrow can he compete with it.

Rumble!

The sound of the sonic boom exploded from the sky, and as soon as the dragon sparrow came out, a prairie flame also rose from the sword.

Like thunder and tide, the flying sword slammed fiercely at the huge palm that came slapping.

When the dragon bird collided with the palm that turned into a giant flame, the ripples visible to the naked eye instantly rippled and rushed in all directions.

The aftermath was like a burning cloud blooming in the sky, and those who watched the scene in the city were amazed.

The flying sword was shaken back, and the huge flame peak also disintegrated.

Dong Queyan could feel that when his palm collided with Lu Qingshan's flying sword, there was infinite power transmitted from that flying sword.

Even the hint of sharpness that was faintly revealed was to break open the Yangsui body that he had practiced to great success.

"What a powerful artistic conception..." Dongqueyan's heart tightened suddenly. With his cultivation base and vision, he naturally understood that the sharpness came from the power of artistic conception, "Also, why His flying sword seems to be able to ignore the power of my flame artistic conception?"

It was precisely because the flying sword ignored his flame mood, so he was obviously far superior to Lu Qingshan in cultivation, but after this pair of moves, it was only a tie.

Of course he didn't know that the sword of the Dragon Sparrow could not be invaded by a hundred fires.

In front of Longque, all incidental fire attacks will be ignored.

Dragon Bird only needs to contend with the power of the move itself.

"This sword cultivator was able to draw even with the patriarch?!" Seeing this scene, the other cultivators of the Dongque Tribe were horrified, "It seems that the patriarch will not be able to take down this arrogant boy in a while?"

"Okay, okay, okay!" Looking at Lu Qingshan who looked normal, Dongqueyan smiled instead of anger, and shouted angrily: "Take another trick from me."

This time, Dongqueyan had gone all out and showed no mercy.

On his arms, the five-color sparrow totem slowly broke free as if it had revived.

After a while.

Dong Queyan waved his hands with strong murderous intent, and the phantom of the five-color sparrow lingered on his palms, covering the sky and covering the earth, and came straight to Lu Qingshan.

Howl!

Even the high-pitched chirping of five-color sparrows could be heard in the void, which was extremely ear-piercing.

Faced with this fierce blow, Lu Qingshan just sneered.

"How dare a sparrow compete with a dragon sparrow?"

With a thought in his mind, the phoenix pattern on the dragon bird sword flashed, and the temperature of the air rose sharply at this moment.

Longque flickered a blazing red sword light, facing Dongqueyan's attack.

During the flight, a loud and clear sound suddenly came from above the Dragon Sparrow.

The clang is like a phoenix chirping for nine days, clear and unparalleled.

Dragon Sparrow: Fengming.

A phoenix soul shadow flew out from the sword light, and with a clear roar, it slammed into the phantom of the five-color sparrow in Dongqueyan's hand.

Phoenix against sparrow.

The outcome is obvious.

The phantom of the five-color bird disappeared instantly, and all the flames were also swept away by the phoenix soul shadow.

hiss!

The dragon sparrow, whose power had not diminished, directly stabbed Dongqueyan's right palm.

The next moment, Dongqueyan's face twitched slightly.

In the palm of his hand, there was already a drop of blood oozing out. Although it was evaporated by the flame in his hand the moment it appeared, he was indeed injured by this sword.

The first time they fought, the two were considered a tie.

In this second attack, he went all out, but he was at a disadvantage?

Dong Queyan was horrified in his heart, but he also understood that this showed that Lu Qingshan already had the capital to talk to him.

"Who is your Excellency, why do you want to be an enemy of our Dongque tribe?" Dongqueyan felt that his palm was still hurting, his expression gradually became dignified, and finally stopped, and asked the first sentence.

In fact, he could clearly perceive that Lu Qingshan did not condense the Dao Seed, but only the Nascent Soul.

But this Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator is very strange, even he is hard to underestimate Fei Jian.

Such a tyrannical Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator is rare, Dongqueyan couldn't help but had an idea, his heart skipped a beat, and he asked again: "Could it be that Your Excellency came from the Sword Washing Pool?"

"I trust you Dongque tribe, so I bought a map from your Dongque shop.

Unexpectedly, the monks of your Dongque tribe secretly colluded with the sand bandits, and sold my message to the sand bandits."

Lu Qingshan did not answer Dongqueyan's second question, but sarcastically said in a cold voice: "If I didn't have some skills, I would have been decapitated by now, and my bones would be buried in yellow sand. How does your Dongque tribe treat guests?"

"Collude with sand bandits?" Dong Queyan frowned and said in surprise, "This is impossible?!"

Lu Qingshan looked at Dongqueyan meaningfully.

Sand bandits have been doing evil in the Mogao Desert, and even slaughtered many small local tribes, which has already aroused the anger of local monks.

Therefore, no matter whether Dong Quyan really didn't know about this matter or pretended not to know about it, he had to show an attitude of ignorance at this time, otherwise he would be accused by thousands of people.

Whoosh!

Lu Qingshan didn't care whether Dongqueyan was acting or not, he just threw a jade slip at Dongqueyan, and then channeled his spiritual power into his voice so that everyone in the city could hear his voice.

Afterwards, Lu Qingshan said loudly: "Not long ago, the sand bandit was poisoned and the old thief wanted to intercept me, but he couldn't do it well, instead he was killed by me and lost his life.

This is a jade slip found in his storage ring, which records all the dirty dealings he has had with Huang Zhong, the Golden Core cultivator of the Dongque Tribe over the years. I don’t need to say more about the black and white. Know. "

Dong Queyan's complexion changed, he quickly took the jade slip, and penetrated into it with his spiritual sense.

After a few breaths, he raised his head, hesitated for a moment, and finally punched Lu Qingshan, and said: "This must be a misunderstanding, this fellow Taoist, please forgive me.

I will definitely investigate carefully, and if there is such absurd thing, I will definitely apologize to the fellow Taoist at that time. "

Lu Qingshan looked at Dongqueyan, and said with a half-smile: "There is no need to make an apology, I have already received the apology I need, and there is no need for the patriarch Dongque to add more flowers.

It's just that the patriarch of Dongque, it's best to restrain his own monks, so as not to get burned one day in the future. "

Dong Queyan's complexion didn't fluctuate much, and he responded with a smile: "Fellow Daoist said so."

Seeing that Dongqueyan was so knowledgeable, Lu Qingshan flicked his sleeves, stood up with his sword, and left Dongquecheng once again.

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"Father, this person has humiliated my Dongqueyan tribe so much, why did you let him go so easily?" After Lu Qingshan's figure faded away, a figure flew up from behind and landed beside Dongqueyan. With anger.

This person is Dongqueyan's son, Dongquexiao.

"Stupid," Dong Queyan scolded his son in a low voice, "Although this person is no more than a Nascent Soul, his flying sword skills are absolutely extraordinary.

Even if I rely on my cultivation to suppress him, I can defeat him, but it is extremely difficult to kill him.

But once I really kill him, it is tantamount to forming a death feud with him.

Do you think such a powerful Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator will not have a sect standing behind him?

When the sect behind him comes to him, where are we going to put Dongque City?

Also, he is so young, and his methods are so terrifying, what kind of state will he be in ten or twenty years later? Wouldn't it be self-defeating to have an enmity with this kind of monk? "

Although Lu Qingshan didn't answer his second question, in Dong Quyan's heart, Lu Qingshan's inheritance most likely came from this master of swordsmanship in the Western Regions, Xijianchi.

Even if it wasn't, it was definitely other top sword cultivating sects, and they definitely couldn't be provoked by a small Dongque tribe.

Dong Que Xiao's complexion changed when he heard this, his breathing was a little short, and he would soon feel overwhelmed, and then he lowered his head slightly, "I was reckless."

"It's just, what's the purpose of a sword cultivator from a famous family coming to this barren desert?" Dong Queyan looked at Lu Qingshan who was leaving, and couldn't help muttering again.

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At this time, in Dongque City, a few monks whose faces were hidden under the headscarves and only showed a pair of eyes looked at each other, "Brother, the leader of the body poison seems to be... killed?"

"It seems so..." The monk called Big Brother nodded and whispered.

"That?!"

"Hurry up and report this matter to True Monarch Vulture, and let him make a decision!" The sand bandit hiding in Dongque City stood there for a while, and finally sighed in his heart, saying this.

He understands that things are going up.

Because this poison is not simply a small bandit leader, but the blood of the vulture old man.

Decades ago, Shendu came to join Old Vulture, and since then, it can be said that he has been highly regarded, and he was directly accepted as a disciple by Old Vulture and entrusted with important tasks.

The vulture old man even seems to have the intention of handing over the bandits to Shendu.

It is conceivable how furious the vulture old man will be when his leader's most valued disciple and blood die so tragically.

The means of revenge must be as swift and violent as thunder.

I just hope that the leader doesn't blame himself.

A few monks who were hiding their heads and stalking each other discussed a few words, hurriedly walked, and their figures quickly disappeared into the darkness.

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"My lord, is the wisher taking the bait?" After leaving Dongque City again, Qin Yitian's curious voice suddenly sounded in Lu Qingshan's heart.

"How did you find out?" Lu Qingshan asked with a smile.

"The young master can obviously walk away with one blow, and never stay behind for thousands of miles.

But in the end, he chose to stay outside the city of Dongque, fought two tricks with the patriarch of Dongque, and told the story of killing the body poison with his own hands in full view of everyone.

To be so ostentatious, with the young master's acting style, he must be planning something. "Qin Yutian said softly.

"Those who know me are Yitian." Lu Qingshan joked.

"Young Master..." Qin Yitian was a little shy

Lu Qingshan's expression straightened, and his words revealed a strong meaning of killing, "I understood a truth very early on, if you don't make a move, it's fine. It is more ruthless than this demon cultivator, eliminating evil... must be done."

Sand bandits hide in the Mogao Desert and have developed for many years.

Even if the Dragon crosses the river, he still wants to let the local snakes get three points. Under such circumstances, it is extremely difficult for him to find and eradicate these sand bandits.

Since it is very difficult to find these bandits, Lu Qingshan simply did the opposite.

Let these bandits come to him on their own initiative!

"The vulture old man is a great cultivator in the mid-stage of Void Refinement, are you sure you can kill him?" Qin Yutian was a little worried.

Lu Qingshan shook his head.

"The young master?" Qin Yitian was shocked but not panicked.

My young master is not a fool, so naturally he would not do something that would bring about his own death.

"Although there is no certainty to kill him, it is okay to save his life," Lu Qingshan explained to Qin Yitian, and then added two sentences, "Besides, if all battles are sure to be won, you dare to fight, How can I improve my swordsmanship? What kind of swordsman am I?

In addition, enemies that are strong enough can also make me progress faster. "

He has already discovered that every time his killing sword intent and nirvana piercing sword intent are touched, it happens in the face of the enemy.

He secretly realized that the opportunity for these two sword intents to improve and reach perfection must also be hidden in this battle and killing.

Qin Yitian seems to understand Lu Qingshan's persistence and belief.

But it doesn't matter if you understand it or not.

Because, it is such a son that makes her so happy.

Moreover, no matter what, she will be by the young master's side and fight side by side with the young master.

This is enough.

...

A murderous intent flashed in Lu Qingshan's eyes, and he murmured: "Sand bandit, don't let me down......"

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