This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 1665 - 27: Battling Across 3,000 Miles (Part 2)

Chapter 1665: Chapter 27: Battling Across 3,000 Miles (Part 2)

"I’m not dead, not because you don’t want to kill me, but because you can’t..." Lu Qingshan pressed his lips together, replying for the first time, "Then I’ll let you see as much as you want."

As he finished speaking, within the domain of violet-gold swords, behind Lu Qingshan, a longsword silently emerged.

Then, a second, a third, a fourth....

Long swords, short swords, ancient swords, new swords, various famous swords, all emerged from the void, quivering joyfully.

The 200,000 swords of the Sword Cleansing Pool, hidden within his Sword Domain, emerged one by one, moving behind him.

With 200,000 swords behind a Sword Cultivator, there is no greater support in the world; what is there to fear?

Lu Qingshan’s face lit up with a smile, saying softly, "Let’s go!"

Then, he took the first step forward, charging towards Luo Qiantuo once again.

And behind him, those continuously emerging 200,000 swords linked end to end, forming a massive suspended sword stretching thousands of feet long, and in an instant, it shot forward, striking Luo Qiantuo before Lu Qingshan could.

The longsword reached the heavens and connected the earth, arriving in a straight line.

As the longsword approached, Luo Qiantuo advanced proactively, stretching out a palm to strike the tip of the suspended sword composed of countless famous swords.

Heaven and Earth shook.

The foremost 108 swords forming the suspended sword shattered inch by inch under Luo Qiantuo’s palm, scattering everywhere.

Like heavy rain falling from the sky to the ground, with intense crashing sounds, the remnants of the swords fell like raindrops the size of soybeans, raising clouds of dust.

The ground beneath them, immediately adorned with either straight or slanted embedded fragments of those sword blades, sank three inches into the earth.

However, Luo Qiantuo’s palm encountered resistance at the 109th sword.

This 109th sword was named Manjiang Hong.

Manjiang Hong pierced straight through Luo Qiantuo’s palm, then lost its strength, falling downward, its tip embedding into the cracked earth.

Blood instantly spread across Luo Qiantuo’s palm.

The famous sword Manjiang Hong of the Sword Cleansing Pool gave Luo Qiantuo a fully red hand!

Upon seeing such a rare advantage, Lu Qingshan stepped forward again, swinging his sword.

In an instant, his left hand transformed with lightning surrounding it, and his right hand exploded with Demon Suppressing, Demonic Qi swirling.

Sword Qi erupted, shooting a rainbow of energy.

Lightning and Demonic Qi intertwined, transforming into a massive sword Qi Green Snake, charging straight at Luo Qiantuo’s face.

His opponent’s eyes widened, opening his blood-stained hand, heavily striking the fierce sword qi Green Snake.

The powerful and sharp sword qi Green Snake exploded, dazzlingly splendid.

In that instant, Luo Qiantuo was blown backward, an unseen shadow briefly flickering towards the center of his brow.

Fuyou!

One move after another, seamless, unrelenting!

Luo Qiantuo’s senses registered danger, but he had no time to react.

A massive explosion, unprecedented, seemed to occur at the center of his brow, Demonic Qi swirling, creating a sunken hole.

Blood then burst forth, like a poignant lotus flower, flowing down, obscuring his face, appearing exceedingly bloody.

In the next moment, Luo Qiantuo extended his left hand, covering his face, wiping away the blood, revealing cold eyes.

He looked expressionlessly at Lu Qingshan, who had risen to become the Sect Master of the Sword Sect amid the chaos of the times.

This Asura King neither flew into a rage due to his injury, nor was he surprised by Lu Qingshan’s endless tactics. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

At this moment, his heart harbored only a killing intent as cold as ice.

A thousand words condensed into one sentence.

This child must not be spared.

So, the verbose Luo Qiantuo from the beginning of the battle fell silent now, taking a single step forward.

The void unexpectedly revealed a tangible footprint under Luo Qiantuo’s step.

This was truly walking in the void.

Attack and defense reversed, this time, it was Luo Qiantuo’s attack and Lu Qingshan’s defense!

...

Even after just losing 109 swords, there were still countless swords behind him.

As Lu Qingshan’s figure flitted about, a group of swords, like a snake biting its tail, surrounded him, slightly rotating.

Luo Qiantuo arrived instantly.

The sword ring, as tall as Lu Qingshan himself, shook violently, spreading out.

Luo Qiantuo merely took a breath, the blood within him boiling rapidly, his four arms turning a dark blue, twisting and transforming, unexpectedly becoming four different weapons.

An Asura Blade, a Poison Stinger-laden Blood Whip, a Heart-piercing Drill, and a Heavy Hammer.

Meanwhile, the sound of a Heavenly Dragon resonated within Luo Qiantuo, deafeningly loud.

He "punched" out rapidly and fiercely.

The thousand-odd swords, as fast as flashes of light, were shattered one by one by the bizarre weapons formed by Luo Qiantuo’s four arms, turning into powder.

It’s important to remember that these longswords, treated like toys by Luo Qiantuo and smashed to pieces, would each be a valuable family heirloom in the outside world, yet in their battle, they held less worth than consumables.

Isn’t this living recklessly?

It’s more like scattering wealth like dirt!

The sword ring of over a thousand swords was blown apart by the ultimate strength of three Heavenly Dragons possessed by Luo Qiantuo.

With a heart full of killing intent, Luo Qiantuo, with no intention of holding back, charged forward with the force of a storm.

Blade, whip, drill, hammer, all aimed at Lu Qingshan’s neck, brow, chest, and head, accompanied by sonic booms, sufficient to make one’s scalp tingle.

Lu Qingshan’s mind was tense.

Facing a being like the Asura King, each exchange was extremely perilous, as he could not afford a single mistake given the Asura King’s strength.