Chapter 11 The Style of the Three Swords

Under the sacrifice of the two cultivators, the "urn" was shattered, and the exit emerged.

Without any hesitation, the remaining monks from the underworld scattered and fled in all directions.

Nearly a thousand black shadows flew out from all directions of the island.

The underworld cultivator chose the way of breaking through the siege.

There are pros and cons to this approach.

The advantage is that the more scattered the points are, the greater the chance of escape.

Although the Zhishoulou monks are stronger than them, it is impossible to bring some Golden Core monks and Foundation Establishment monks to participate in such a major task, so the number is far smaller than them.

In this case, they didn't try to resist, they didn't fear sacrifice, they just ran for their lives, and someone must escape.

This place is an island, surrounded by sea areas, as long as they stay a little farther away, and then dive into the depths of the sea, the chance of escape is not small.

The disadvantage is that they are not as strong as Zhishoulou, once they choose to break up into parts, it is tantamount to giving up resistance and escaping purely by luck.

If you don't chase me down, I'm lucky.

If you chase me, I will die.

As long as Zhishoulou is not stupid, he will definitely catch the high-level monks in the underworld and chase him down.

The high-ranking monks were all killed, even if a few Jindan monks and foundation-building monks escaped from the underworld, what's the use?

Zhishou building here.

The situation has become clear, and it is impossible to completely intercept and kill all the monks in the underworld.

Soon, the monks Zhishoulou made their choice, which was also the most reasonable choice.

Hit the tiger!

It's okay for those underworld monks who have established foundations and golden cores to let go, but they are just small people, so I forgive them and they can't stir up too much trouble.

But for the underworld monks above Nascent Soul, no one is allowed to escape.

On Zhishoulou's side, two cultivators who transformed themselves into spirits got up and chased after the last cultivator transformed into spirits from the underworld.

And because the enchantment was broken,

No need to maintain the barrier anymore, Zhishoulou Huashen monk on the flying boat quickly got up and joined the battlefield.

He and another cultivator who transformed himself into spirits went to intercept and kill the fleeing cultivators of the underworld.

The rest of the Zhishoulou monks also performed their duties, chasing down the high-ranking monks in the underworld.

...

All the Zhishoulou monks here have accepted the possibility that the underworld monks will be able to escape.

Only Lu Qingshan doesn't think so.

For monks in the underworld, fleeing into the sea is definitely the safest.

But the problem is that, except for those gifted things like sea monsters, most monks' escape speed in the sea is relatively slow.

It is common knowledge that an "airplane" is faster than a "submarine".

For them, the most important thing now is to leave quickly.

So they had to fly for a certain distance before escaping into the sea.

This is exactly what Lu Qingshan likes to see the most.

With the help of Xinyan, his current flying sword has a range of 120 miles.

A total of three flying swords is equivalent to three "missiles" with precise guidance cruising within a radius of 120 miles.

The speed of his flying sword, without using the double amplification ability of the immortal true meaning: Longque and Wangchuan are both at a hundred times the speed of sound, reaching the state where the sword produces thunder and fire, and the peach blossom is also at eighty times the speed of sound.

A sword cultivator's extremely commendable hunting ability, in the hands of Lu Qingshan, has been fully developed to the extreme.

Just because others can't do it doesn't mean that Lu Qingshan can't do it.

He is fully capable of taking care of these low-level monks who are fleeing in embarrassment—as long as they are all intercepted and killed before they run a hundred and twenty miles away.

"Do it, help," Lu Qingshan whispered to Tantai Qingrun next to him: "Just hand over the high-ranking monks to Zhishoulou. We will focus on killing these low-ranking monks. On them..."

"There's a ghost!" He paused and said loudly.

Tantai Qingrun was shocked.

She didn't know where Lu Qingshan's theory of ghosts came from, but she definitely believed in Lu Qingshan.

This is the unconditional trust in Lu Qingshan formed after experiencing many things together.

During the siege, the two of them were afraid of disrupting the cooperation of Zhishoulou monks, so it was difficult to intervene.

Now there are not many restrictions in this situation of fighting each other.

Tantai Qingrun drew out his sword.

Two sword lights struck across the sky.

When the low-level monks in the local government rushed out of the island under the cover of the high-level monks, they were greeted by several fierce flying swords.

Among them were three flying swords, so fast that only traces of thunder and fire left in the air could be seen, as for the blades, they couldn't be seen clearly at all.

These monks who are no more than golden core, how can He De be worthy of the flying sword at the level of Jiansheng Leihuo to deal with them?

Missiles hit sparrows, don't you think it's funny?

This was the last thought that most low-level monks in the underworld thought of before they died.

The flying swords were constantly blocking, and the monks in the underworld wished they could have six more pairs of wings to escape.

Finally, there was an extremely lucky Golden Core cultivator who, after running recklessly for a while, looked back, and the figure behind him had turned into black spots, making it almost impossible to see clearly.

Even the small island has grown smaller.

"I escaped?" The Golden Core cultivator was still a little surprised, and finally the surprise turned into surprise, "I escaped!"

You can't even see people, if you escaped, what else could it be?

Not daring to get carried away, the Jindan cultivator of the underworld immediately jumped into the sea below according to the expected strategy.

The next step is to use the cover of sea water to avoid the follow-up pursuit of Zhishoulou.

He thought so.

He dived into the endless ocean in a diving posture, and his head could already feel the moist breath from the sea water.

Immediately, the sea is wide and the fish are leaping, and the sky is high and the birds are flying!

Whoosh!

I don't know when, a thunderstorm came quietly.

The underworld monk who was about to escape into the sea really "flyed"!

Under the thunder and fire, his body exploded without any resistance, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

In the blood mist, a storage ring fell, and then it was lifted up by the thunder fire.

You don't see the person, but you see the sword.

This is the flying sword issued by Lu Qingshan, who is seventy miles away.

On the frontal battlefield, his other two flying swords were like tracer bullets, still gazing sideways.

Lu Qingshan was able to do a job with ease, and even when he used the flying sword to reap the lives of these hell monks who had sacrificed their lives for righteousness and fled in all directions, some irrelevant thoughts flashed in his mind.

It's time to add a new natal sword...

After advanced refining the void, he already has one more slot for his natal sword.

What, there are too many natal swords, can't keep them?

Raising three natal swords is raising, but raising four natal swords is also raising?

With his ability, he is completely capable of taking care of the four natal swords.

If it weren't for ability, where would a sword repair think there were too many "wives"?

 …

Here, the one-sided pursuit has basically ended.

The last cultivator in the underworld, under the cooperation of the two cultivators who were already much stronger than him in Zhishoulou, didn't survive for too long before being blasted into a cloud of blood mist. The appearance of death was extremely miserable.

Apparently, regarding this accident, the overhaulers of Zhishoulou were both shocked and angry. They were trying to discourage this cultivator of transforming spirits.

Ning De, who was originally in charge of maintaining the operation of the enchantment, although he has been chasing and killing the cultivator of the underworld, he is vaguely aware of the movements on Lu Qingshan's side.

After dealing with the underworld monks within his vision, Ning De approached Lu Qingshan and asked, "Did fellow Taoists use flying swords to hunt down those low-level underworld monks just now?"

Lu Qingshan nodded.

"How many low-level monks in the underworld escaped?" Ning De rubbed his brows and said with a headache, "This time, it's a shame..."

If there is no accident, the 14th group of monks who went out this time should have made a mistake in their group.

Everyone completed the task well, but you made a mistake.

Even if the mistake was not serious, even if it was due to the strange behavior of the cultivator in the underworld, no matter what, a mistake is a mistake, and it cannot be covered up by many excuses.

Thinking about that embarrassing scene made Ning De frown.

"No one should escape." Lu Qingshan said generously.

"No one, not many, then it's okay..." Ningde said subconsciously.

then.

"No one escaped?!" Ningde's voice suddenly increased.

"Yes, no one escaped." Lu Qingshan smiled, his white teeth were dazzling.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three whistling sounds of flying swords sounded at the right time.

Three flying swords appeared one after the other from three completely different directions, and they kept getting bigger and bigger in everyone's sight.

That was Lu Qingshan's flying sword.

"This kid's flying sword has such a long range?" Another cultivator who surrounded him looked at the flying sword returning from their field of vision in astonishment, and this idea came to his mind.

When the three flying swords were close enough, Ning De was the first to discover the anomaly, and the surprise in his eyes suddenly froze.

Soon, others also noticed something unusual.

The audience was silent.

It can be seen that on each of the returned flying swords, in the raging sword energy, there are hundreds of storage rings, which are dangling and ringing.

Three flying swords, add up, that is a storage ring worth hundreds of dollars.

It also represents the lives of hundreds of low-level monks.

Even if it's just a low-level monk.

This scene shocked the audience.

Those with a low cultivation level may not be able to see anything - what is there to praise for a cultivator who has killed hundreds of low-level cultivators? Who can't do it?

But the problem is that the Zhishoulou monks present are all people with extraordinary eyesight, and they know the key to it...

This is running away in all directions, hundreds of low-level monks.

It's not that it can't be killed, it's that it can't be killed!

It's like a litter of hundreds of rabbits fleeing in all directions, no matter how good a hunter is, they can't catch them all in one go.

Ning De looked at Lu Qingshan and took a deep breath.

Three Swords.

Only three flying swords were used!

Lu Qingshan was able to do what a team of at least ten people could do.

The flaw that made him feel headache was blocked by Lu Qingshan just like that.

incredible!

"This is Jianjue, and this is the strongest four realms?"

There was an eerie silence in the audience, silently watching the three flying swords happily rushing towards Lu Qingshan, and happily shaking off the hundred storage rings he was carrying.

This scene is like a kindergarten boy who has just finished school, jumping at his father, showing off the little toy he just made in class today, "I am doing well, praise me!"

Outrageous.

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