This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable Chapter 1772 - 13: As Light as a Feather, As Wild as the Grass

In an instant.

Lu Qingshan's figure seemed to teleport, appearing in front of Luohu.

Around him, seven Taoist Swords carrying Sword Qi appeared like seven Azure Dragons, slashing forward with ferocity.

Facing such a swift attack from Lu Qingshan, Luohu remained unmoved, with a deep sense of mockery in his eyes.

It seemed that methods considered the pinnacle of human achievement were but trivial tricks in his eyes, quite disdainful.

The next moment, Sword Qi and light burst forth together.

"Heh!" Luohu reached out his hand and gently grasped in the Void.

Crunch!

With a resounding sound, the usually unstoppable Taoist Sword was caught in Luohu's hand.

His palm directly touched the sharp blade, yet suffered no injuries.

The indestructible Divine Weapon in his hand seemed like nothing more than a wooden sword used by children at play.

Boom boom boom!

At the same time, countless dark Demonic Qi surged out from Luohu's body, condensing into black spears that pierced Lu Qingshan's body.

Lu Qingshan's body instantly lost balance, flying backward, covered in blood.

"Ninth Tribulations Sword Immortal?" mocked Luohu, as the seven Taoist Swords hummed in his palm.

This is the Demon Holy.

It's not just a difference in strength, but a difference in realm.

Luohu's grasp tightened, seemingly ready to crush Lu Qingshan's Life-bound Sword.

However, this time, even as Demon Holy, he could not have his way, instead feeling pain in his palm, instinctively loosening his grip.

Swish swish swish!

Seizing this opportunity, the seven Taoist Swords broke free, escaping Luohu's grasp to return to Lu Qingshan's side.

"No wonder you say they are the best swords in the world." Luohu was not angry, evaluating with a superior demeanor.

He raised his palm.

At the center of his palm, appeared several Sword scars of varying depths—his attempt to destroy Lu Qingshan's swords ended up hurting himself.

Golden blood flowed from it.

The blood turned into golden fluid, a trait characteristic of the Buddhist Sect Vajra.

Yet as the ultimate Demonic Cultivator, Luohu, upon achieving Demon Holy, also bore the same characteristic.

On the other side.

The freed Oblivion immediately surged with a continuous flow of life force, flowing into Lu Qingshan's body.

His shattered body quickly recovered.

Standing on the Heavenly River Sea, as long as Lu Qingshan did not die, he was indestructible.

If one move doesn't succeed, then change to another.

He had many more tricks.

Lu Qingshan's gaze remained steadfast, he extended his arm, pressing his hand heavily downward.

Beside him, Sword Qi churned like boiling water.

Sword Qi grew one by one, like needles and threads in the hands of a weaver, skillfully intertwining and eventually forming.

Sword Qi Spirit!

But not a sleeve of Green Snake.

Instead...

Instead, it was Azure Dragon emerging from water!

With eyes containing the sun and moon, commanding Imperial Heaven's decree, a majestic and noble Azure Dragon suddenly appeared in the Heaven and Earth, carrying a thunderous momentum, fiercely pouncing towards Luohu.

The places it passed resembled the Azure Dragon swimming through water, stirring ripples in Heaven and Earth, dividing the north and south.

Luohu remained expressionless.

He allowed the Azure Dragon Sword Qi to advance repeatedly, until almost striking his face before he suddenly stretched out his hand.

On that palm, demonic light was intense.

The vast Demonic Qi wrapped around it, like flowing water.

Thus, Luohu forcibly grabbed the dragon's head with one hand, and with the other hand, clenched a fist and smashed downward, fracturing the dragon's head.

It sounded thunderous.

Sword Qi scattered immediately, exploding toward the surroundings.

Lu Qingshan was unmoved by the shattering of the Azure Dragon Sword Qi, as at this moment, he followed closely behind the Azure Dragon, shooting out like an arrow.

Demon Suppressing served as an arrowhead, piercing straight towards Luohu's brow.

Luohu extended a palm, using the center to resist the "arrowhead".

The Spiritual Energy rushing from the sword tip resembled ignited firecrackers, emitting continuous explosive sounds.

In addition, a vast and powerful force surged along the sword body of Demon Suppressing, transferring to Lu Qingshan's hand holding the sword, then to his body.

Refusing to let go, Lu Qingshan spat a mouthful of blood, getting struck back into the sea once again by this force.

At the center where Lu Qingshan fell, a magnificent flower of waves bloomed on the Heavenly River Sea.

Lu Qingshan's presence was nowhere to be seen on the sea surface.

This time, Luohu no longer waited for Lu Qingshan's next wave of attack.

Since Lu Qingshan refused to surrender, even if he felt regretful, he would not hold back anymore.

The tumultuous Demonic Qi on his body began to surge, transforming into a colossal Demon Dragon, spanning thousands of miles, roaring past the sky, charging downwards.

Wherever the Demon Dragon passed, black cracks spread apart.

One can imagine the extreme strength contained within this Demon Dragon.

The Demon Dragon plunged downward, fiercely striking the sea below.

Boom!

The Demon Dragon acted like water, crashing into the Heavenly River Sea, creating a "water bowl", the edge of which was gigantic white waves, while the center was a violently descending water level, forming a vast vacuum area.

At the bottom of the bowl was Lu Qingshan.

"If I want to kill you, there is nowhere on earth for you to live." Luohu said indifferently, without moving his footsteps.

Pounding sounds!

The next moment, the seawater closed again, submerging both Lu Qingshan and the Demon Dragon.

However, beneath the sea surface, it was far from peaceful, sending out dozens of urgent yet muffled noises.

A clearly visible flood emerged beneath the sea surface.

On the sea surface, using this flood as an axis, the seawater exploded in succession.

The water became turbid.

"Let's see how long you can hide?" In the sky, Luohu, slightly impatient, let out a cold laugh.