Chapter 182

Whoosh!

The whole body of the flying sword was surrounded by the fine sword Qi, which directly exploded on the blue light in Jiao's mouth.

The next moment.

Boom.

Burst.

Under this blow, the blue light burst open early in Jiao Lao's mouth, making his blood and meat blurred.

But at the same time, the flying sword exploded.

Wood stubble and some sawdust flew around.

Because of inertia, Jiao Lao's body still hit Mo Yan's fire shield.

A huge energy ripple spread out.

The strange fire dissipated and Jiao stopped.

The Jiao scale was a little burnt black on the part of the old Jiao that collided with the fire shield, but he was not hurt in the end.

All the injuries are on its mouth.

It has accumulated strength for a long time to attack, which makes it eat the evil fruit and feel painful.

"In such a chaotic battlefield, you dare to be so careless." I don't know when, Lu Qingshan quietly appeared next to Mo Yan and scolded softly.

"I was reckless. Thank you Lu Daoyou for saving me." Mo Yan was grateful to Lu Qingshan for the rest of his life.

Together with Lu Qingshan, there are Tibetan sword and Qin Yitian.

"Another flying sword has been destroyed." Lu Qingshan has some flesh pain. He turns to ask Zang Xiaojian, "do you still have a flying sword? Lend it to me for the time being."

The power of the flying sword is determined by the quality and power of the sword itself, the spirit power of the sword owner, the strength of the spirit and the master of the flying sword technique.

After raising the flying sword technique to the full level and improving his cultivation and soul, Lu Qingshan's flying sword power has achieved qualitative transformation.

The + 30% increase in his spiritual power given by the spiritual power control talent also increased the sword power released by him with the same spiritual power by 30%.

The peach wood sword of inferior quality is naturally unable to bear the sword spirit that is already famous for being cold. Therefore, it is just such a sword. The peach wood sword will collapse like the original crying soul sword.

Hearing Lu Qingshan's request, Zang Xiaojian took it out of the storage ring, and a blue light immediately shot out of her hand and flew to Lu Qingshan.

"Qingfeng sword is a low-grade spirit weapon," said Zang Xiaojian.

Lu Qingshan took over the flying sword and smacked his tongue in his heart.

Inferior spirit weapon. This quality is much higher than his peach wood sword.

That's the pen.

This little rich woman.

……

"Master Mo, give this evil Jiao to our three brothers." after Lu Qingshan stopped Jiao's attack, friar Dragon Slayer immediately responded. In an instant, three friars of golden elixir came to support him.

Lu Qingshan also knows the three

It's the three heroes of Lian Yun.

Master Mo nodded slightly to the three heroes of Lian Yun, "OK, this Jiao is not simple. Be careful, three."

For Mo Yan, letting him deal with the second grade Jiao beast is the most cost-effective choice.

Because with the power of different fire, it was easy for him to kill the second grade Jiao beast, and the efficiency was very high.

The attack failed and suffered serious injuries.

Jiao Lao roared angrily and wanted to fight Mo Yan again.

However, the three heroes of Lian Yun are already surrounded by the formation, so that Jiao can't get away.

……

Zang Xiaojian looked at the Jiao beast in the sky and was ready to move. He said excitedly, "come on, let's see who killed more Jiao beasts in this war!"

Mo Yan was stunned. After returning to his mind, he laughed and said, "OK, let's have a competition!"

Lu Qingshan did not answer, but responded with action.

Boom!

With a brush of the green wind sword, he flew out, tore the air in mid air, made a sound explosion, and shuttled back and forth around a second-class Jiao beast in a curved track like lightning for more than ten times. The sword shadow flickered and constantly picked, stabbed and bombarded the flesh and blood of the Jiao beast.

Finally, huge holes appeared in the eyebrows, abdomen and spine of the jiaobeast, and several vital points were exposed.

The Dragon beast stared at Lu Qingshan, the flying sword of the imperial envoy, and reluctantly roared, and his huge body fell down.

"The first one," Lu Qingshan said softly.

"Lu Daoyou, when did you become so strong?" Mo Yan was stunned and felt the breath of the perfect monk who built the foundation on the landing green mountain.

He clearly remembered that not long ago, Lu Qingshan was only a monk in the middle of the foundation building period.

Did he hide his accomplishments before?

"Also, even if you are a monk who has built a perfect foundation, there is no reason why the flying sword is so powerful!" Mo Yan's ears are still echoing the sound explosion generated by the flying sword landing on the green mountain after breaking through the sound speed of sound.

It's just that the flying sword of friar Lu Qingshan, who built the foundation, has broken through the boundary of sound speed.

In the flying sword realm, the first layer is the sound of sound, and the second layer is the sound of sword explosion and thunder.

Every time you break through a level, the power of the flying sword will undergo a qualitative transformation.

With the power of flying sword, Lu Qingshan's speed of harvesting second grade Jiao animals has been exaggerated.

He borrowed strange fire, and even faster than Lu Qingshan.

But the problem is that his strange fire is not like Lu Qingshan's flying sword, which can be sent out continuously.

The power of different fire is too tyrannical. Generally, he only dares to mobilize an extremely thin layer of power of different fire to increase his combat power by adding blessings to spells or magic tools.

Just like the violent attack of killing four second-class Jiao beasts in a flash, he needs to slow down for a while to send it again, otherwise it will cause great damage to the meridians.

In other words, this move has a cooling time.

In his previous cognition, he always believed that the strength of the three people should be between him and Zang Xiaojian in Bozhong. Although Lu Qingshan is also very outstanding, he is still a little inferior to them.

Now, he can only think of himself as a frog at the bottom of the well and is too confident.

Compared with Mo Yan who flashed all kinds of thoughts in his heart for a moment, hiding the little sword is much simpler. He looked at Lu Qingshan with bright eyes and worshipped him.

What my mother said is right. There are people outside, and there are days outside.

Even in the clan, when building the foundation, no one should be better than Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan is really powerful!

Zang Xiaojian thought so.

Although I admire Lu Qingshan's amazing performance, Zang Xiaojian is not an easy loser. Her competitive heart is even aroused in an instant.

The mysterious power of heaven and earth is blessed on her flying sword.

Pop!

The sound of sonic boom appears again.

Different from the rampant sword Qi on Lu Qingshan's flying sword, the flying sword of Tibetan sword not only carries the cold sword Qi, but also carries an inexplicable power of heaven and earth.

That's sword meaning.

Scurry, scurry!

Like a string of sugar gourd, the sword of the hidden sword runs through the heads of three second-class Jiao beasts. The energy on the flying sword is exhausted.

But that's it.

Zang Xiaojian breathed.

Similarly, her move is similar to Mo Yan's strange fire rage, and has a cooling time.

In terms of explosion, Lu Qingshan's flying sword is no more powerful than Tibetan sword and Mo Yan.

After all, how to compare small skills with big ones.

But in terms of long-lasting combat effectiveness, they are far inferior to him.

After all, if Dajue can be put all the time, can it still be called Dajue?