Chapter 1719 - 577:
Chapter 1719: Chapter 577:
However, this is just a Second Rank Top Level Puppet. Under the magical treasure’s attack, the shield directly breaks, and the puppet’s legs sink into the muddy ground.
“Great Geng Gold Free Sword Qi, Sword Array, attack!”
Lu Qingshan’s robe flutters in the wind, his expression stern, as seven flying swords and thirty-six flying swords forming a sword array simultaneously erupt, the sword light nearly drowning the fat man.
Then the Heavenly Circulation Starry Sword Embryo appears in his hand.
“What of the False Core Immortal? If you have the skill, block one of my strikes!”
He directly uses this magical treasure embryo as a melee weapon, as mana surges, transforming into a sword light shooting out.
“Boom!”
Under endless sword light, a vast, dazzling starry river emerges, causing the fat man’s magical robe’s spiritual light to suddenly dim, revealing fine cracks.
The fat man’s qi-blood surges wildly, his soft fat rolling like waves, looking at Lu Qingshan in shock.
His attack wave is not weaker than that of a False Core Cultivator.
Remember, this kid is only at the eighth layer of Foundation Building!
If he breaks through the ninth level, reaching the Foundation Establishment Peak, wouldn’t his sharpness overshadow mine?
“This kid cannot be allowed to live!”
He quickly casts a Third Rank Talisman and then drives the Golden Bowl magical treasure, gathering tremendous divine power, hurling it fiercely at Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan relies on the Third Rank Talisman close to him, completely ignoring the Golden Bowl, continuing his onslaught, aiming to swiftly slay the fat man within the sword array.
After all, whatever happens between the two, there is still a difference between Foundation Establishment and False Core.
If it continues for long, he cannot outlast the opponent and must end the battle quickly!
“Boom!”
The Heavenly Circulation Starry Sword Embryo slashes out, and the fat man’s magical robe shows several more cracks, his face pale.
But Lu Qingshan is also not faring well.
Struck by the Golden Bowl magical treasure, the Third Rank spiritual light covering his body shatters, qi-blood tumbles, and blood seeps from the corner of his mouth.
He activates another talisman, signaling the Second Rank Puppet to help fend off the Golden Bowl, continuing to manipulate the flying swords, forming a torrent of sword light to strangle the fat man.
Faced with Lu Qingshan’s onslaught, the fat man spits blood, a retreat intention arising in his heart.
Yet this sword array, even temporarily, he cannot break through.
“Boom!”
The fat man immediately rouses his mana, driving the Golden Bowl, attempting to break through the sword array and leave.
“Heh!”
Seeing this, Lu Qingshan sneers, knowing this person can no longer sustain.
But the False Core Immortal’s skills are profound; he might have a backup plan.
Immediately, a Heavenly Thunder Pearl and a Third Rank Attack Talisman appear in his hand, ready for when the opponent is cornered.
Just as he allows the opponent to break through the sword array at that moment, the Heavenly Thunder Pearl in his hand is directly thrown, activating the Third Rank Attack Talisman.
“Boom!!!”
A series of loud noises erupt.
Under this wave of attack, the fat man’s magical robe is damaged, his whole body charred black, bloodied.
“Lu Qingshan!”
His eyes full of murderous intent, he looks at Lu Qingshan, manipulating the Golden Bowl, unleashing a fierce strike in hatred.
“Is the life force of a False Core Cultivator so strong!?”
Lu Qingshan’s expression shifts slightly, surprised at the opponent’s persistence, quickly placing the Second Rank Top Level Puppet in front.
“Boom!”
This Second Rank Top Level Puppet instantly becomes scrapped under the Golden Bowl’s attack.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Qingshan continues to drive the Heavenly Circulation Starry Sword Embryo in his hand, slashing a foot-long sword mark on the fat man’s body, blood gushing, spitting energy foam.
“Boom!”
The Golden Bowl continues its attack.
“At the end of the crossbow!”
Lu Qingshan already sees that the opponent cannot sustain under the previous onslaught, his expression cold as he casts a Third Rank protective talisman, forming brilliant golden light, continuing to slash out with the Heavenly Circulation Starry Sword Embryo.
“How do you have so many Third Rank Talismans!”
The fat man looks resentful.
Even as a sect’s Nascent Soul Seed, Lu Qingshan has limited Third Rank Talismans, doesn’t he?
How can it be one after another?
What’s this kid’s situation?
But now there’s no time to think further, as this sword light completely shatters the spiritual light on his body.
Soon after, three flying swords appear, and his head full of fat falls to the ground with a ’thump’.