This Swordsman is Too Steady

Seeing Lu Qingshan said this, the hidden sword no longer tangled, stretched out his finger, and gently tapped it on the tip of Sanchifeng's sword.

A little light flashes suddenly.

Whoosh!

San Chi Feng was like water returning to the sea, and instantly got into the body of Tibetan Xiaojian.

The moment San Chi Feng entered the body, a divine light flashed in the eyes of Zang Xiaojian, sharp and sharp.

Sword repair and natal sword have always complemented each other, sword training natal sword, thereby continuously improving the quality of natal sword, naturally, natal sword also has some rewards and gains to sword repair.

Swords can also support people!

Therefore, at the moment of refining the Sanchifeng as a natal sword, the Tibetan Xiaojian added a bit of Sanchifeng's aura out of thin air.

...

The little girl refining the natal sword is a bit fast.

Lu Qingshan murmured to himself, and then he retracted his gaze on Hidden Xiaojian, and his eyes swept around.

From the time when the Dragon Demon King rescued Jiao Yan, to when he was beaten into Ling Yuan, within a short period of time, a large part of the Jiao Beast brought by the Dragon Demon King had already escaped the control of the big formation.

"King Jiao is dead!" Just when he broke out with all his strength, the already severely injured Sword Master stood up again, roared, and drove the aura of the Yuan Ying monk towards the center of the battlefield.

In the next moment, the flood beasts in the battlefield started to scatter as birds and beasts, running around, trying to escape back into the sea.

In terms of the current situation, it is obvious that the dragon beast dominates. Even if there is the master of the sword, the naive infant is in battle, but the owner of the sword is seriously injured at this time, and the state is worrying.

But this is the inferior nature of the monster beasts. Once the King Jiao died, the only bloodline of the King Jiao Yan also fell into the spirit abyss with the King Jiao. Under the group of dragons without a head, they had to let these dragons and the human monks fight to the death without a trace. may.

Beasts are self-interested.

Hidden Little Sword looked at the many flood beasts running away on their own, eager to try, and asked Lu Qingshan, "Do you want to hunt them down?"

Lu Qingshan glanced at the sword master, and saw that after he gave out his aura, he didn't have any actions to chase down the dragon beasts. He knew in his heart that the sword owner was also at the end of the force at this time, and he was just pretending to scare away the dragons.

"Don't chase the poor, let these flood beasts go first." Lu Qingshan said coldly.

Monk Dragon Slaying Blade seems to have also received a similar order, and also intentionally or unintentionally is setting off the beast to escape.

Under the leadership of the Dragon Demon King, these flood beasts were so arrogant that they landed on the island mightily. In a blink of an eye, they collapsed and fled in embarrassment.

The **** cultivator Dragon Swordsman, seeing this happening, didn't know what to say for a while.

They only know that the thick haze that has been hanging on the island for more than two hundred years has finally dissipated today, and the human race on the island has seen the sky again.

Just when the last flood beast disappeared from their field of vision, the blade owner's body suddenly collapsed and fell straight down.

"Sword Master!"

Immediately, the Dragon Sword Golden Core cultivator exclaimed, and rushed over in a panic, checked the situation of the sword owner, and confirmed that the sword owner was only injured and fainted.

...

"Thank you three for helping out." Lian Zhou walked over and thanked Lu Qingshan very politely.

When the master of the sword was in a coma and the Taoist Tongzheng was also seriously injured, Lian Yun Sanjie temporarily led the monk Tulong Sword, and was in charge.

"We have to hurry up to treat the injured colleagues," Lian Zhou pointed to the monk who was clearing the battlefield. "We will definitely visit the dragon knife in a few days. Thank you for the help of the three."

Lu Qingshan waved his hand and said, "It's okay, you can go ahead and do it."

Lian Zhou stopped talking, and hurriedly joined the ranks of reorganizing the battlefield.

...

"Unexpectedly, shopkeeper Xue would not even want his own life for the child he just knew today..." Zang Xiaojian said with a complex expression.

"It's not surprising," Lu Qingshan said solemnly, "King Jiao would risk his life to approach Lingyuan for his own blood, let alone to revenge his wife and overthrow Xue Zhuyong of the Mo family?"

Hidden Xiaojian was speechless, and then asked: "Treasurer Xue is very affectionate, and for Master Mo to be able to live and die, what is Master Mo for?"

"Although the Jiao Clan is poisoning the Jiaolong Island human race, but since it has lasted for so many years, why don't you endure it?" Zang Xiaojian grieved and mumbled: "Master Yimo's talent, if he is willing to concentrate on practicing for hundreds of years, At that time, even if the Dragon Demon King succeeded in transforming the dragon, it might not be a big deal to him, but at this time, in order to kill the Dragon King, he would confess his life."

Lu Qingshan was silent for a while, thought for a while, and explained to Tibetan Xiaojian: "There are two kinds of people in this world.

The first is sane people, they will change themselves to adapt to the environment.

There is another kind of people who are irrational, they want to change the environment. "

"Master Mo is the kind of irrational person..." Zang Xiaojian murmured.

Lu Qingshan nodded and shook his head, "However, history has always been created by the latter kind of people."

Cang Xiaojian's words stagnated and fell into silence.

"What about you?" Qin Yitian, who was standing beside them, suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Lu Qingshan was startled.

Qin Yitian's eyes flashed light, staring at Lu Qingshan's handsome face, and asked again: "Lu Gongzi, what kind of person are you, the former or the latter?"

Qin Yitian asked Lu Qingshan.

Qin Yitian didn't urge Lu Qingshan either, the shining phoenix eyes kept looking at Lu Qingshan, waiting for his answer.

After a long time, Lu Qingshan came back to his senses, smiled bitterly at Qin Yitian, and said helplessly: "I don't know it myself, I should be more inclined to the former type..."

Qin Yitian nodded if he was enlightened, and smiled softly, "I understand."

Huhuhu!

Suddenly, a strong whistling sound sounded.

Lu Qingshan looked towards the sound source subconsciously.

This rumbling sound like a prehistoric behemoth turning over, turned out to be from Lingyuan!

In a moment.

Countless white mists inexplicably surfaced, brewed, and gathered in the dark and ghostly abyss.

"This is?" Zang Xiaojian's eyes widened, astonished.

"The residents of the island have said that Lingyuan will erupt from time to time, as if we met him." Lu Qingshan hesitated.

Huhuhu!

The whistling sound became louder and louder, and the white mist became denser and denser.

The three of Lu Qingshan quickly retreated, away from Lingyuan.

at last.

Like a violent explosion, a huge water column gushing out of the mouth of Lingyuan, engulfed in a billowing white mist, rushed straight into the sky.

The loud rumbling sound was layered to the surrounding layers, and after the water column reached a certain height, it spread out and sprinted down, leaving thousands of drops of water in the blue sky.

It is like a galaxy pouring down from the sky.

Under the sunlight, the drops of water reflect the crystal clear light, and between the water mist, there are various colors of light overlapping, colorful, magnificent and bright.

A beautiful heavenly rainbow appeared in the sight of everyone.

Converging on the ground the remains of the deceased monk and the Dragon Sword monk who healed the wounded monk were also attracted by this huge movement, and couldn't help but look up at this rainbow that happened to appear after the end of the war.

...

After a long time.

Lingyuan's movement stopped abruptly, and as the sky water evaporated, the rainbow disappeared.

The cloud sells rain ji.

"I'm leaving." Zang Xiaojian fluttered with big wet and bright eyes, and suddenly said to Lu Qingshan.

"In such a hurry?" Lu Qingshan was not surprised when the Tibetan little sword was about to leave. They came to Jiaolong Island to find the sword. Since the goal has been achieved, there is naturally no reason to stay longer.

He just didn't expect that Zang Xiaojian would leave in such a hurry.

With the little girl's temperament, Xue Zhuyong's three-foot front was accepted, there is no reason not to go back to Jiaolongcheng to see Madam Mo.

"Yes, there are some special reasons, I have to hurry home as soon as possible," Zang Xiaojian pursed his lips: "I was going to go back with you to see Madam Mo, but now it seems that Madam Mo has to ask. You're ~www.ltnovel.com~ Naturally, I had an agreement with Mo Yan at the beginning. If something happens to him, I will help him take care of Mrs. Mo." Lu Qingshan nodded and sighed.

Zang Xiaojian turned his head to look at Qin Yitian, and sent an invitation to Qin Yitian, "What about you, sister Yitian? What are the next arrangements? If there is nowhere to go, how about going to my house?"

Qin Yitian curled his eyebrows, a faint glow in his eyes, watching Lu Qingshan did not speak.

"I understand." Zang Xiaojian instantly understood what Qin Yitian's eyes meant, and said to Lu Qingshan: "Sister Yitian will also give it to you."

On the contrary, Lu Qingshan was inexplicably stunned, failing to understand what the sudden tacit understanding between Tibetan Xiaojian and Qin Yitian was about.

"That's right, and this." Zang Xiaojian clapped his hands fiercely, as if remembering something, took out a cloth bag from the storage ring and handed it to Lu Qingshan.

The cloth bag is very bulging, I don't know what it contains.

"What is this?" Lu Qingshan was a little confused.

"This is a gift for King West Rat, lest it be angry with me because I didn't say goodbye to it before I left." Zang Xiaojian smiled.

Knowing that this trip was very dangerous, the King West Rat himself had no combat power, so Lu Qingshan let King West Rat stay with Mo Zhizhi in the Dragon City.

"I understand, I will transfer it to him." Lu Qingshan took the cloth bag and said.

"Then," Zang Xiaojian looked at Lu Qingshan, his dark pupils gleaming, and a small pear vortex appeared on the face of the goose egg, "Is Qingshan not changing?"

Lu Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he waved his hand to the Tibetan small sword and chuckled softly: "The long stream of green water."

The hidden little sword rose up and turned into a stream of light, and her playful chuckle came from Skyrim: "Sister Yitian, see you next time."