This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable Chapter 1774 - 14: Those Years When We Defied the Heavens Together

Blood gushed out, blurring Lu Qingshan's vision, finally flowing down his face and suddenly falling, plummeting from the sky.

Drip!

A drop of blood bead fell into the sea, melting into the seawater.

Yet this single blood bead unleashed an unprecedented tsunami in the Heavenly River Sea.

But it wasn't the waves that surged.

In the Heavenly River Sea, water columns continually erupted from the surface, like dragons drawing water.

These water beads ascended rapidly, spiraling upwards, reaching the heights of the Nine Heavens.

This scene was astounding.

Who could imagine seeing a sea in the sky?

All the water columns converged sharply above the Heaven's Vault, forming a massive, unprecedented water column.

The water column twisted, changing dramatically, like a tornado, transforming in an instant into a Water Sword.

A Water Sword spanning the Heaven's Vault, uniquely unparalleled.

An enchanting sword that swayed the hearts of men.

How could there be seawater in the sky?

Could it be that the sky is mistaken for water in a drunken stupor?

Lu Qingshan let out a shout and took a step forward.

The sword was finally thrust out at this moment.

The water sword, solid and full of form and spirit, charged straight at Luohu.

Luohu stepped back with one foot, tapped lightly in the air, then, without any evasion, thrust out the thunderbolt spear in his hand.

The massive water sword suddenly paused, its tip exploding with droplets, like rain, returning to the Heavenly River Sea.

The spear's unparalleled power shattered the tip of the water sword, even causing the entire long sword body to tremble, as if on the verge of collapse.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

With the explosion of water droplets, not only water beads scattered, but also Sword Qi!

From the water sword emerged the Sword Qi, resembling azure dragons emerging from the water, charging straight at Luohu.

Regardless of its power, the ingenuity of this sword alone could not simply be called a sword technique.

Yet Luohu merely took a light breath, and countless flames erupted from his body's pores, swirling around him, condensing into form, transforming into eighteen red dragons.

The Thunder Beast Holy Demon, besides controlling thunder, could also command fire.

With eighteen red dragons swirling around Luohu, he exuded an air of dignified majesty, making his already towering figure appear even more imposing and invincible.

Lu Qingshan's Sword Qi, one after another, swam out of the Water Sword.

Luohu stepped into the air, with a clap of thunder, and one of the red dragons first charged towards the Sword Qi.

As expected, that Sword Qi was immediately devoured by the red dragon.

Luohu continued his assault, one red dragon after another surged forward, the Sword Qi dissipating piece by piece, and the Water Sword crumbled inch by inch.

The Demon Holy ultimately, with an unmatched stance, brutally destroyed Lu Qingshan's one-of-a-kind Water Sword.

However, just then, Luohu frowned slightly, momentarily standing still.

He looked expressionlessly at the distant Lu Qingshan, finally sighing, "Good technique."

Flicker, the invisible Breathless Sword, had just pierced Luohu's chest.

He thought that hiding Sword Qi within the Water Sword was already Lu Qingshan's skill with this sword, but in fact, he was only on the second layer.

Within the Sword Qi, another Flicker was hidden.

This was the true killing move.

The Demon Holy's body was the most formidable physique in the world.

So even though Flicker was a Taoist Sword, the Flying Sword of the Ninth Tribulations Sword Immortal, it couldn't completely pierce through Luohu's chest.

But it wasn't without effect.

It left a conspicuous wound on Luohu's chest.

Countless golden blood threads flowed out from it.

This wasn't the first time Luohu was injured, but the previous time, he had overestimated and tried to destroy the Taoist Sword, only to be harmed by his own strength—effectively self-inflicted.

This time, however, he was truly wounded by Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan beamed with a bright, satisfied smile, "See, you bleed too."

The mocking smile that had hung on Luohu's face from the beginning slightly congealed, though it did not fade.

Countless breaths burst from his body, scattering in all directions, burning everything they touched except for themselves.

Unimaginably overwhelming, unimaginably tyrannical.

Lu Qingshan could only mobilize waves of Sword Qi, slightly hindering this terrifying aura.

In the next instant.

Cracks resounded in Lu Qingshan's body, as if a mountain had struck him.

With a loud bang, he was sent flying backward.

The force of this strike was so immense that, in an instant, it sent Lu Qingshan flying an unknown number of miles.

Boom!

Until he crashed into the majestic walls of Heavenly River City, embedded in its structure, his tumbling body finally came to a stop.

But it didn't end there.

Simultaneously, a demonic thought sprouted within Lu Qingshan's body, growing like a great tree, branching out and sprouting leaves.

The branches instantaneously spread throughout Lu Qingshan's entire body, densely packed.

The aura of utmost evil swirled, restraining Lu Qingshan, rendering him utterly immobile, incapable of even twitching a single finger.

Lu Qingshan's eyes widened, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Black blood.

In an instant, the injuries Lu Qingshan had suffered were more severe than the sum of all his wounds since the beginning of the battle, so severe that even Oblivion couldn't restore them.

The healing speed of the Spirit's power had its limits, and Luohu easily surpassed this limit, causing Lu Qingshan's injuries to worsen faster than they could heal.

"This is the Saint Realm." Luohu's smile twisted.

Luohu was imparting a lesson to Lu Qingshan: before the gap of absolute power, any battle awareness or ingenuity was meaningless.