This Swordsman is Too Steady

The ascetic monk folded his hands together, lowered his head slightly, and replied, "I haven't seen it."

"I really didn't see it?" The venomous gaze was like a snake, wandering back and forth on the face of the ascetic monk, seeming to examine it.

"Ascetics, I only care about the path under my feet, and I didn't dare to see the height of the sky. There may be practitioners passing by, but I have never seen it." Although the ascetic monk bowed his head to show respect, he spoke neither humble nor overbearing.

"Boss, this monk is lying to you." Suddenly one of the dozen sand bandits behind him spoke.

"Oh?" The body poison look suddenly cold.

His subordinate is responsible for interrogation, and is best at observing words and colors.

If a person in the city is not deep, he can often see through at a glance whether there is a lie. Obviously, the ascetic monk in front of him is not a person who is good at lying.

In the next instant, Poison reached out his hand, grabbed the ascetic monk in front of him by the neck, and lifted him up. "The Buddha never told you, do you have to refrain from lying as a monk?"

"Say, in which direction did he go?" The ascetic monk's face suddenly turned pale with a slight force on his hand.

Ascetic monks have just embarked on the path of ascetic spiritual cultivation, they have encountered the test of the path.

Not to mention, life is not guaranteed.

But if it is said, it is under the coercion of the power to choose to help the evildoer.

The mood is ruined and there is nothing to repair.

The ascetic monks, who had been low eyebrows and benevolent eyes, did not treat these sand bandits with straight eyes. At this moment, it was the first time that they raised their heads, looked directly at the evil gaze of the body poison, and said calmly: "The first precepts, do everything. Hold your heart like a real person day and night, without the intent to kill, be kind to sentient beings, and don’t get hurt or move."

"Don't conspiracy with the vertical!" The ascetic monk paused and said in a round way.

"Very good, very good," Poison said with a gloomy smile: "You deserve to be an ascetic monk, for the sake of someone who has never known you, you don't even need your life, monk, you are indeed high."

"Since the realm is so high, then I will send you to the Buddha, and let you talk to the Buddha." The next moment, the body poison shot the killer without warning.

laugh!

He held the hand of the ascetic monk's neck, suddenly turned green, exerting a gloomy poison, and directly crushed the ascetic's neck.

The ascetic monk's face became stiff, his body shook, and he fell to the ground suddenly.

The blood flowed out from the neck, penetrated into the hot sand under the body, disappeared,

Body Poison glanced at the corpse of the ascetic monk, expressionless, "I hate the most respectful monks in my life. They are obviously just laymen. Do you really think of yourself as a saint?"

"Boss, what do you do next?" the sand bandit who spoke earlier asked.

Poison thought for a while, and then said: "Go to the east and chase after him. The first direction for this person is to go east.

Only later, for some reason, he changed multiple directions one after another. Now that he is lost, he can only chase in the original direction. "

"However, sooner or later, he will be chased," Poison said grimly: "After all, he has our mark on him..."

If it weren't for the storage or isolation of their impression of the imprint, they wouldn't have to be so troublesome to chase.

The body poisoned his heart secretly.

"Good." The sand bandits responded in unison.

Soon, dozens of figures rose up into the sky and disappeared into the sky.

But in the same place, after a gust of wind blew, the quicksand surging soon submerged and buried the ascetic monk's body.

Take the whole desert as the grave.

.......

In the desert, the two biggest feelings:

One is the vastness of the world, and the other is the smallness of itself.

Even Lu Qingshan, who had reached the realm of Nascent Soul, couldn't help feeling this kind of emotion.

But ascetic monks who have only refining Qi cultivation base dare to walk through the desert on foot.

No pain No gain.

It is not unreasonable that the ascetic monks frequently produce powerful monks.

Lu Qingshan took the map and looked after him for a while, following the direction indicated by the ascetic monk before.

He didn't set the speed to the fastest, because in this case, if the direction was wrong, he would pull the speed to the fastest. Once he deviated a little, he wasted his time.

Only shortly after returning the map to the storage ring, Lu Qingshan's brow was suddenly raised.

In his divine sense perception, behind him, there were more than a dozen monks flying in his direction.

The purpose is very clear, obviously not passing by accidentally.

More than a dozen sand bandit cultivators led by Shendu whizzed out, but for a moment, they approached Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan raised his head and looked at the leading body poison. There was a cold light in his eyes and a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He said to himself, "Sand bandits?"

On the other side, looking at Lu Qingshan, who slowly raised his head and looked calm, his face changed with poison, and his eyes showed vigilance.

Because he couldn't see exactly what cultivation level Lu Qingshan was!

"Did you practice some special magic technique, or do you have any magical tools?" Body Poison moved in his heart, but a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

For people like them, the magic or magic weapon that can hide the breath is very attractive.

"Boss, is this this kid?" While the body poison was still examining Lu Qingshan, among the dozen sand bandits he was carrying, there was already an extremely burly, dark-skinned monk who asked.

Sand bandits usually have two personality characteristics.

One is this kind of body poisoning, doing things cautiously, with extremely harsh methods, experiencing countless flies, and finally growing up, he can be called old and cunning.

One is the unseptic people who don't understand the rules and don't avoid shooting. This kind of people will generally die very quickly, but if they can grow up, they are absolutely ruthless.

Generally speaking, to take the lead, what you need is the character of body poison.

But among the subordinates, there must be one or two people of the second kind, because this kind of person can do a lot of things that physical poison is not suitable for.

The Poison didn't say much, just nodded slightly.

The burly monk spit, and laughed wildly: "The monk didn't even want his life before, so what is the use of helping this kid conceal his whereabouts? Isn't it still being caught up by us."

In the next instant, the burly monk felt cold all over.

Because at the moment he finished speaking, the "fat sheep" in their eyes suddenly emitted an extremely strong pressure that could shock the mind.

Lu Qingshan's eyes were extremely cold, "What happened to that ascetic monk?"

"The monk would rather die than confess your whereabouts," the burly monk swallowed, but he glanced at the body poison who didn't speak beside him, and suddenly became angry again, biting his head and said: "Then we have no choice but to follow. He is willing to send him to death."

"Very good." Lu Qingshan nodded, lowered his eyes, and said nothing.

Whoosh!

A sound exploded over the vast desert and suddenly sounded.

The blazing red sword light lit up, and Hengkong cut off towards the burly monk who was talking.

With a scream, in the next instant, the burly monk who was cultivated in the later stage of Jin Dan turned into a cloud of blood, and burst open in front of the other dozen sand bandits, making their mouths dry, and their minds seemed to be captured. , Froze in place for a while, did not dare to move.

"Yuan Ying Jianxiu..." Body Poison looked at the young monk in front of him, feeling bitter in his heart.

"Damn, the old man Huang mistaken me, how can I sell me a monk Yuan Ying as a fat sheep?" At the same time, there was still resentment, spontaneously from the body and the poison.

"We have no eyes but offended you." The body poison reacted very quickly, and the man who can bend and stretch, soon condensed the resentment in his heart, and handed over to the young sword in front of him to cultivate: "You also killed one of my men. Even if this matter is even, how?"

"Even?" Lu Qingshan faintly looked at self-consciously talking about the scene.

Body Poison released a little bit of the coercion from the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and said with a smile: "You and I are all Nascent Souls monks, you really want to start.

Besides, our leader, the old vulture is a great cultivator who will repay you. If you really want to fight, even if you can defeat us, you may not be able to withstand the revenge of the old vulture.

Wouldn't it be right to expose this matter? The subordinates who were previously killed by you are just venting your anger, and I will never pursue them anymore. "

Poison is also secretly threatening, first to show his cultivation level, making Lu Qingshan feel jealous, and then to move out of the name of the old vulture in order to calm Lu Qingshan.

However, he was very polite and decent in his words. He was obviously subdued, and he could not see the threat at all, so that Lu Qingshan could live well.

Jian Xiu was originally a face-saving person, like an old treacherous and cunning person like body poison, he naturally understood this truth, and it didn't matter how much Lu Qingshan's verbal aura was given to him, anyway he would not suffer much.

"Even? The things that you provoke me can indeed be equalized," Lu Qingshan seemed to be asking and answering, "But, what about the ascetic monk who was killed by you? How can this be equalized?"

"What are you going to do?" Hearing the poison, his face was gloomy, "It's just an insignificant person? You don't know him, is it possible that you want to avenge him?"

"Blood debt..." Lu Qingshan's cold voice sounded, "Of course it must be paid by blood!"

The ascetic monk whose name he didn't know, and the little monk who was just a qi-refining cultivation base, could rather die than confess his whereabouts for the sake of him who had never known him.

And as a sword repairman, as a monk in the Yuan Ying period, is it not justified to avenge the ascetic monk?

boom! boom!

Two consecutive sounds burst out, and beside the red sword light, another green sword light rushed out.

Two flying swords, blazing red and emerald green, flew towards Shendu and the sand bandits he led respectively.

The peach blossom holding the killing sword intent, like a wolf into a flock, wanders and harvests quickly among the sand bandits who are not cultivated by the golden core.

"Master Poison, help!" Feeling the terrifying power and violent murderous intent from Peach Blossom, the sand bandits suddenly panicked.

As soon as the voice fell, the green peach blossom had already penetrated through the sand bandit's body calling for help.

There is no room for struggle at all.

The faces of the other sand bandits suddenly showed despair.

The strength gap is too big!

All of them are killers without blinking.

As the saying goes, there are no wet shoes when walking by the river. They also expected the day when they died, but they didn't expect that they would be cut and killed at will like cutting vegetables.

On the other side, the blazing dragon bird turned into a bit of cold light, and moved towards the body poison, like a raging thunder, its power is unimaginable.

With a move in the body and heart, a dark green light rose up on the surface of his body, and countless runes appeared in his hand.

Facing the dragonfinch in Lu Qingshan, the body poison waved his right palm to greet the past, and the dark green poisonous gas lingered out, rushing towards the dragonfinch, as if to pollute it.

Chi Chi Chi Chi!

The flame light attached to the dragonfinch's surface rose up, instantly burning the dark green poisonous gas.

Bang!

The castrated dragon bird collided with the poisonous right hand full of runes.

The terrifying aftermath spread in all directions, and the overflowing spiritual power and sword aura formed a circle of ripples.

The rune surrounding the palm of the body was shattered, and his figure was shocked to fly back several dozen feet.

Holding his figure, he took a closer look and found that his right hand was already bloody.

"How is it possible?" Poison's eyes flashed in disbelief.

He is physically cultivating, and the five-poisoned immortal body he cultivated is not bad compared to the Buddha's Vajra, but at least it can be regarded as superior physical training. How can he be under the attack of a flying sword in front of the sword repairer? So miserable?

Lu Qingshan's heart was calm.

Annihilation penetrates the artistic conception, even if it is the defense of physical cultivation, it is not a problem.

"Do you really want the fish to die?" He stared at Lu Qingshan and gritted his teeth.

"You are nothing more than fish that was killed by a knife. How can you break the net?" Lu Qingshan's murderous words made his body poison like falling into an ice cave.

The sound has not disappeared.

Wow!

The dragon sparrow hovered up and crossed the sky again.

The speed is too fast, so fast that the sword shadow can no longer be seen, only a hot red light can be seen.

With this sword, Lu Qingshan used the true meaning of immortality to evolve the sword of killing.

Under such double blessings, the speed of the dragon bird at this time has reached an astonishing sixty times the speed of sound.

The distance of hundreds of feet is only an instant.

"No...!" Feeling the deadly threat of body poison, my heart is chilled, my whole body's spiritual power is violently running, the dark green light is flourishing, and the runes surround my body like stars.

boom!

A cold glow suddenly rose on the dragon bird, and suddenly broke out at this moment.

The mighty sword, turned into a frost line, broke the rune of the body poison, extinguished the dark green light, and finally entered from the Dantian position of his abdomen.

Body Poison looked down at the huge wound on his abdomen, and blood spurted out from that hideous wound.

But even worse, this sword also shattered his Nascent Soul.

He raised his head and looked at Lu Qingshan in the distance, and opened his mouth. In the end, the words had not yet been spoken, and his eyes dimmed.

Afterwards, the body of the poisonous figure fell straight down from the sky.

Lu Qingshan's heart was cold and severe, and the poisonous death did not calm the killing intent in his heart.

The dragon sparrow circled and twisted in the air, and flew towards the sand bandits on the side.

Two natal swords, dragon bird and peach blossom, flew.

Whether it was the begging for mercy or the sand bandit monk who used the escape technique to escape, they were all overtaken by Peach Blossom and Dragon Bird.

In front of Jian Xiu's flying sword, few people can escape.

Without it, in the same rank, the flying sword of the inner sword is the fastest spell, there is no one.

…………

After all the sand bandits were killed, Lu Qingshan put away the storage rings of these sand bandits.

Although these sand bandits are all physical cultivation, but after all, they are doing things that are robbing the way, and they are barely wealthy.

call.

Lu Qingshan flipped through his hands and took out the map he had purchased from Dongque City.

Since he entered the Mogao Desert, he has not contacted any monks except for a trip to Dongque City and the ascetic monk who asked for directions.

How did the sand bandits stare at him and accurately track his location in the huge desert?

By this time, how could he not understand where the problem was.

Lu Qingshan released his divine sense, and after patrolling three or four times on the map, he finally found a little inaudible light at the thunder sign that the old white-haired Xiu had pointed with his finger.

This aura is very concealed. Even if he specifically went to find it, he would only find it after patrolling for a long time. No wonder he hadn't found it before.

The spiritual power rotates slightly, and the aura is shattered in an instant.

Lu Qingshan pondered for a while, and finally made a decision.

He stood tall, and rose again with his sword.

But this time he was heading in a direction that was not the Great Bear City.

It's the East Bird City when it came.

..........

The Lao Xiu named Huang Zhong, in front of the counter of the Dongque Ware Shop, was counting something, but his heart was wandering into the sky.

"The young monk who used to be generous, must be a fat sheep..." Huang Zhong played with a few rosary beads in his hand and murmured: "After the body poison is successful, the achievement will be a large sum of money. ..... With this payment, you can buy some Body Tempering Pills and hit the sixth refinement..."

He is a Jindan veteran of the Dongque tribe, in charge of the Dongque ware shop, and he looks very rich.

But as I said earlier, Ximo has more physical training, and the demand for physical training is extremely low. Therefore, in fact, he has not much business at all throughout the year.

On the contrary, it was another golden core monk in the tribe who was in charge of the Dongque Dan Pavilion. His oily water was so rich that he was jealous.

Until a few years ago, someone from the sand bandits came to talk with him about the business of partnering people. He was responsible for providing information to the monks, and the sand bandits were responsible for intercepting the monks. After the incident, he could get 10% of the share. .

Since then, his pocket has gradually bulged.

"Fat sheep, fat sheep, when can we find another fat sheep?" Huang Zhong calculated and expected in his heart.

Say Cao Cao~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Cao Cao is here.

But the one who came with that Cao Cao also had a flying sword.

It was a blazing red cold light, and as soon as it came out, it was as bright as the sun.

The sword spirit on the sword was like a dragon and a phoenix, falling from the sky, and blasting into the Eastern Bird Shop with the flying sword.

Just like the name of the sword.

The dazzling sword light, like a fairy stroking the top of the sky, entered from the heavenly spirit in the yellow, and then bloomed.

A cloud of blood exploded.

Huang Zhong didn't even let out a cry.

Outside Dongque City, Lu Qingshan, dressed in black, stood in the air, staring at the city with cold eyes.

People are still outside the city.

But the sword has entered the city.

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