Chapter 408

It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Sword repair revenge, never overnight.

In a flash of light, the Dragon finch killed by Huang zhonglao Xiu with a sword circled back from the East finch city and disappeared into Lu Qingshan.

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Countless friars and mortals in the East sparrow city were stunned by a sword outside the day and the East sparrow weapon shop that suddenly burst open. They didn't know what had happened.

All they know is that something big is going to happen in dongque city today.

So brazenly kill the Jindan friar in charge of Qipu of dongque tribe. If dongque tribe doesn't respond, how can it stand in the Mogao desert in the future?

In such a wild place, once you lose your prestige and reputation, you will be eaten by the greedy hungry wolves immediately.

"How dare thieves be so arrogant!" just after a few breaths, a powerful but implied angry voice came out from the core of dongque city and spread all over dongque city.

Then, a red streamer rose from the ground.

The monks in the city were whispering to each other when they heard this powerful voice.

"Even the head of the East finch family was disturbed. This is an overhaul in the period of refining emptiness..."

The two major forces in the Mogao desert, including nine clan leaders of the nine clan alliance, are all physical cultivation in the early stage of refining emptiness.

The leader of the sand bandits, the vulture old man, reached the middle stage of refining emptiness.

It is also true that these two forces can confront each other in the chamber in the Mogao desert.

At the same time, all over dongque City, other friars of dongque tribe also went straight to Luqing mountain outside the city with anger after the red streamer melted by their clan leader.

All this shows how much anger the dongque tribe has aroused today.

In fact, the East sparrow tribe has dominated the Mogao desert for so many years that even the old vultures are not arrogant enough to dare to kill the Deacon friars of their tribe's Jindan cultivation in the city in full view of the public.

The red light fell in front of Lu Qingshan and showed the figure in it.

It was a middle-aged monk with a tall body and a totem with five colored finches on his arms.

The middle-aged man Xiu looked at Lu Qingshan with a bland look.

He is the head of dongque tribe, dongque Yan.

The next moment, without saying a word of the scene, the East sparrow inflammation was crisp and sharp.

In the Mogao desert, strength is the truth.

Why did Lu Qingshan kill the friars of their tribe? It must be done first.

If he is vulnerable, even if Lu Qingshan has a great reason, he can't escape death in the eyes of dongqueyan.

The five color bird totem branded on dongqueyan's hand soared into a prairie fire. With one palm, his arm suddenly soared tens of feet. In the Tao seed in his body, the flame artistic conception surged out.

The five color finch is a fire beast, so the artistic conception of the East finch tribe, which takes the five color finch as the totem, is usually related to fire.

The same is true of dongque Yan. He condenses Tao species with the medium artistic conception: Fire artistic conception, so as to further refine emptiness.

With the blessing of Huoyan's artistic conception, dongqueyan's palm directly turned into a huge flame peak and shrouded Lu Qingshan in the past.

The huge mountain seems to have infinite pressure, suffocating and thirsty.

Lu Qingshan also didn't say much nonsense.

See the real chapter at hand.

With a flash in his eyes, he released the Dragon finch. At the same time, his body backed back and separated from each other.

Although Lu Qingshan is confident, he is not big.

Facing the refining virtual friar whose cultivation is a big level higher than him, only the dragon and sparrow can compete with it.

Boom!

The sound of sonic boom exploded from the sky. As soon as the dragon and sparrow came out, the sword was also burning.

The flying sword thundered fiercely at the huge palm of the hand.

When the Dragon finch collided with the palm that turned into a flame peak, the ripples visible to the naked eye rippled in an instant and rushed away in all directions.

The aftershock is like a burning cloud in full bloom in the sky. Those who watch this scene in the city are amazed in their hearts.

The flying sword was shaken back and the flame peak collapsed.

Dongque Yan could feel the infinite power of his palm when it collided with Lu Qingshan's flying sword.

Even the sharp intention revealed faintly is to break the Yang Sui body of his great cultivation.

"What a powerful artistic conception..." dongque Yan suddenly tightened his heart. With his cultivation and vision, he naturally understood that the sharp meaning came from the power of artistic conception. "Also, why does his flying sword seem to ignore the power of my fiery artistic conception?"

It was precisely because the flying sword ignored his fiery artistic conception, so he obviously had a far better cultivation than Lu Qingshan. This pair of moves only ended in a tie.

Naturally, he didn't know that the dragon and finch sword was inviolable.

In front of the Dragon Finch, all incidental fire attacks will be ignored.

The Dragon finch only needs to compete with the power of the move itself.

"Can this sword cultivation be tied with the clan leader?!" other friars of dongque tribe were shocked when they saw this scene. "It seems that the clan leader can't take this arrogant boy in a moment and a half?"

"Good, good, good!" looking at Lu Qingshan with his usual face, dongque Yan smiled angrily and shouted, "take me again."

This time, dongqueyan has gone all out without mercy.

On his arms, the colorful bird totem seemed to be revived and slowly broke free.

In a moment.

The East sparrow is burning with a strong killing opportunity, waving his hands. The virtual shadow of the five-color sparrow curls around his palm, overwhelming the earth, and straight to Lu Qingshan.

Roar!

In the void, there was even the loud chirping of the five colored birds, which was very harsh.

Lu Qingshan just sneered at the fierce blow.

"How dare the swallow and the Dragon sparrow contend?"

His mind moved, the phoenix pattern on the dragon and bird sword flashed, and the temperature of the air rose sharply at this moment.

The Dragon finch swayed a touch of red sword light to meet the East finch's attack.

During the flight, a loud sound came from the Dragon finch.

Sonorous as if the Phoenix were singing for nine days, the clear and clear is unparalleled.

Longque: Feng Ming.

A phoenix soul flew out of the sword light and crashed into the multicolored bird virtual shadow in the East bird Yan's hand with a clear roar.

Phoenix to bird.

The outcome is obvious.

The empty shadow of the five colored sparrow disappeared in an instant, and all the flames were swept away by the phoenix soul shadow.

Hiss!

The mighty dragon sparrow stabbed the right palm of the East sparrow.

The next moment, the East finch's burning face twitched slightly.

In the palm of his hand, there was already a drop of blood oozing out. Although it was evaporated by the flame in his hand at the moment of appearance, he was indeed injured under this sword.

For the first time, they were tied.

For the second time, he went all out, but he was in the bottom?

Dongque Yan was shocked, but he also understood that Lu Qingshan had the capital to talk to him.

"Who are you, sir? Why do you want to be the enemy of our dongque tribe?" dongque Yan felt that his palm was still aching. He looked more and more dignified. Finally he stopped and asked the first sentence.

In fact, he could clearly perceive that Lu Qingshan did not condense Tao seed, but Yuan Ying's cultivation.

But the Yuan Ying sword cultivation was very strange. The flying sword looked at him vertically and horizontally. Even he could not be underestimated.

Such a strong Yuanying sword repair is rare, which makes dongqueyan have an idea. He jumped in his heart and asked again, "did you come from the sword washing pool?"

"I trust your dongque tribe, so I bought a map from your dongque ware shop.

Unexpectedly, the friar of your dongque tribe secretly colluded with the sand bandit and sold my message to the sand bandit. "

Lu Qingshan didn't answer dongqueyan's second question, but directly sneered: "if I didn't have some skills, I would have been buried in a strange place at this time. Is it that this is the hospitality of your dongqueyan tribe?"

"Colluding with the sand bandits?" dongque Yan frowned and said in surprise, "it's impossible!"

Lu Qingshan looked at dongqueyan meaningfully.

Sand bandits have committed crimes in the Mogao desert and even slaughtered many local small tribes, which has already aroused the anger of local monks.

Therefore, whether dongqueyan really doesn't know it or falsely doesn't know it, he must show an unwitting attitude at this time, otherwise it is pointed out by thousands of people.

Whoosh!

Lu Qingshan doesn't care whether dongqueyan plays or not. He just throws a jade slip at dongqueyan, and then uses his spirit to make his voice heard by the whole city.

Then, Lu Qingshan said in a loud voice: "not long ago, the sand bandit was poisoned. The old thief wanted to kill me, but he didn't have enough skills. Instead, he was killed by me and lost his life.

This is the jade slip found from his storage ring. It records all the dirty activities he has done with the Jindan friar Huang of your dongque tribe over the years. I don't need to say more about black and white. The head of dongque clan will know at a glance. "

As soon as dongque Yan's face changed, he hurriedly took over the jade slip, and his divine knowledge penetrated into it.

After a few breaths, he looked up and hesitated. Finally, he punched Lu Qingshan and said, "this must be a misunderstanding. Please forgive me, Taoist friend.

I'm sure to make a good investigation. If there is such a ridiculous thing, I'll make amends to my Taoist friends. "

Lu Qingshan looked at dongque Yan, but said with a smile: "there's no need to make amends. I've accepted the amends myself. There's no need for dongque patriarch to add to the icing on the cake.

But the chief of the East finch family had better restrain his friars so that he won't be burned in the future. "

East finch Yan's face didn't fluctuate much. He smiled and said, "what Taoist friends said is."

Seeing that dongque Yan was so interested, Lu Qingshan shook his sleeves, rose with his sword and left dongque city again.

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"Father, this man humiliated our dongque tribe so much. Why did he let him go so easily?" after Lu Qingshan's body faded, a figure flew close from the rear and fell to dongque Yan. There was anger in his look.

This man is dongqueyan's son, dongquexiao.

"Stupid," East sparrow Yan scolded his son in a low voice, "although this man is no more than a Yuanying, his flying sword means is by no means unusual.

Even if I can defeat him by virtue of cultivation, it is very difficult to kill him.

But once I do die, it is tantamount to a death feud with him.

Do you think there will be no zongmen standing at the bottom behind such a strong Yuanying sword repair?

When the door behind him comes to the door, where will we set dongque city?

What's more, he is so young and his means are so terrible. What will he be like ten or twenty years later? Isn't it self destruction to form a feud with such a friar? "

Although Lu Qingshan didn't answer his second question, in dongqueyan's heart, nine times out of ten Lu Qingshan's inheritance came from the sword washing pool, a master of Jiandao in the western regions.

Even if not, it is definitely other top sword repair sects, which can not be provoked by a small dongque tribe.

East finch Xiao smelled that his face changed, his breathing was a little short, and he would come over soon. Then he bowed his head slightly, "I'm reckless."

"Just, what does it mean for a swordsman from a famous family to come to the desert where birds don't shit?" dongqueyan looked at Lu Qingshan and couldn't help muttering again.

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At this time, in the East sparrow City, several monks whose faces were hidden under the headscarf and only showed a pair of eyes looked at each other, "brother, the poisoned leader seems to have been killed by this sword?"

"It seems so..." the monk called big brother nodded and whispered.

"That?!"

"Report this matter to vulture Zhenjun and let him decide!" the sand bandit hiding in dongque City stood stunned for a moment, and finally sighed in his heart.

He understood that something had happened.

Because this poison is not a simple sand bandit leader, but the next generation blood of the vulture old man.

A few decades ago, he was poisoned and came to the vulture old man. Since then, he has been highly valued. He was directly accepted as a disciple by the vulture old man and entrusted with an important task.

The vulture old man even seems to have the intention of handing over the sand bandits to the poison master.

It's conceivable how angry the vulture old man will be when his disciples and blood lines that are most valued by his leader die so miserably.

Revenge must be as swift and violent as thunder.

I just hope the leader is not angry with himself.

Several monks who hid their heads and tails deliberated for a few words. They hurried, and their figure soon disappeared into the darkness.

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"Childe, is this the wish to take the bait?" after leaving dongque city again, Qin Yitian's curious voice suddenly sounded in Lu Qingshan's heart.

"How did you see it?" Lu Qingshan asked with a smile.

"Young master, it's clear that you can leave at once without leaving for thousands of miles.

But in the end, he chose to stay outside the East sparrow City, had two moves with the East sparrow patriarch, and told the story of his own killing in full view of the public.

If you are so ostentatious and act in a childe's style, you must have something to do. "Qin Yitian said softly.

"Those who know me depend on heaven," Lu Qingshan joked.

"Childe..." Qin Yitian was a little shy

Lu Qingshan looked upright, and his words revealed a strong sense of respect and killing. "I have understood a truth for a long time. If I don't do it, I've done it. Since I've done it before, I need to be more cruel than the sand bandit and the devil. It's important to eliminate evil..."

The sand bandits are hiding in the Mogao desert and have been developing for many years.

In this case, it is extremely difficult for him to find out these sand bandits and eradicate them.

Since it is difficult to find these sand bandits, Lu Qingshan simply goes the opposite way.

Let these sand bandits come to him!

"The vulture old man is a great friar in the middle of the practice. Are you sure to kill him?" Qin Yitian was worried.

Lu Qingshan shook his head.

"That childe?" although Qin Yitian was surprised, he didn't panic.

My childe is not a fool. Naturally, he won't do what he wants to die.

"Although I'm not sure to kill him, it's no problem to protect my life," Lu Qingshan explained to Qin Yitian, and then added two sentences. "Besides, if all battles are fought with the certainty of victory, how can I improve my sword skills? What kind of sword cultivation am I?

In addition, a strong enough enemy can promote my faster progress. "

He had already found that every time he touched his sword intention of killing and annihilation, it happened to the enemy.

He had a hidden understanding that if he wanted to further improve these two sword ideas and reach a perfect state, the opportunity must also be hidden in this battle and killing.

Qin Yitian seemed to understand Lu Qingshan's persistence and belief.

But it doesn't matter whether you understand it or not.

Because it is such a childe that makes her like this.

Moreover, no matter what, she will accompany the childe and fight side by side with the childe.

That's enough.

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Lu Qingshan flashed an obliteration in his eyes and murmured, "sand bandit, don't let me down..."