Seeing the three black-robed cultivators fleeing in three different directions, Lu Qingshan snorted coldly, "Can you escape?"
With a thought, the Dragon Sparrow, Oblivion, and Peach Blossom all simultaneously pursued the black-robed leader.
First shoot the horse to catch the rider, capture the leader to subdue the bandits.
The sword light sliced through the heavens, appearing extraordinarily dazzling in the night.
No matter how fast the black-robed leader's escape technique was, how could it be faster than the speed of a flying sword?
Soon, the Dragon Sparrow was the first to catch up with the black-robed leader.
The sword light slashed at the body of the black-robed leader, who had transford into a wind sparrow, fleeing frantically.
Yet even though Lu Qingshan held the black-robed leader in high regard, his performance still exceeded Lu Qingshan's expectations.
First of all, the black-robed leader's escape technique was truly fast, extrely fast, faster than Lu Qingshan's own escape technique.
It could even be said to have surpassed the normal realm of escape techniques. If Lu Qingshan guessed right, it should be a ferocious beast divine skill utilizing a beast cultivator's secret technique.
The trouble with such speed was that Lu Qingshan had only a few opportunities to attack.
This was because the flying sword always needed to return to "recharge."
In fact, the black-robed leader's physical strength also far exceeded his imagination.
This ant that during his escape, he didn't take much heed of Lu Qingshan's flying sword pursuit.
Therefore, Lu Qingshan's flying sword had actually struck the black-robed leader's body several tis, but strangely, he was unhard, without even a wobble in his body.
It was the first ti Lu Qingshan encountered an enemy whose escape speed was faster and whose physical body was strong enough to temporarily ignore his flying sword.
Considering both aspects, the proud pursuit abilities of the Sword Cultivator beca a joke.
Lu Qingshan unleashed dozens of consecutive swords at the black-robed leader's body. Except for the last few swords that seed to cause a slight pause in his movent, suggesting slight injury, the others proved ineffective.
However, the black-robed leader, who had just looked down on Lu Qingshan, now had a hint of dread in his always arrogant eyes.
"I indeed underestimated him. These flying swords do have so power," murmured the black-robed leader. "After all, without real skills, how could he beco the Young Sect Master of the Sword Sect?"
"It's just..." he gritted his teeth in frustration, "this ti I'm just out of luck. What was supposed to be a sure revenge turned into this ss!"
He had traveled thousands of miles to Jianping City for revenge.
But Jianping City was precisely the patrol area of Lu Qingshan.
Such things happen.
Who could he complain to?
Seeing Lu Qingshan once more controlling the sword to slash, though unwilling, the black-robed leader remained rational.
He focused his thoughts, and the elent force surged within his body. Imdiately, the azure bird behind him flapped its wings again, like tangible wings, kicking up a gust of wind.
The wind brought lift and propulsion, raising his speed to another level.
Then, with a twist of his body, he completely shook off Lu Qingshan's flying sword pursuit, disappearing from Lu Qingshan's sight, fleeing completely.
.....
Lu Qingshan hovered in the air, gazing towards the direction the black-robed leader vanished, frowning in thought.
The cultivators in Jianping City, who were initially extrely tense, now felt like survivors of a great disaster, witnessing a complete reversal of the situation in just tens of breaths...
The fierce demon beast army was completely annihilated to ashes, and of the three ferocious black-robed cultivators who arrived in force, one fell while two fled.
A great victory!
All the cultivators couldn't help but beco enthusiastic, cheering loudly.
This is the power of us human cultivators!
The City Lord of Jianping hesitated for a mont but finally led a few cultivators out of the city, flying to Lu Qingshan's side, respectfully bowing, and spoke sowhat nervously, "Young Sect Master Lu..."
It's no wonder he, with such cultivation and age, was still so uneasy, showing nervousness facing a patrol cultivator.
It's just that the patrol cultivator before him could not be regarded as an ordinary patrol cultivator.
The demonic cultivator just now had explicitly pointed out Lu Qingshan's identity, and Lu Qingshan's Dragon Sparrow characteristic was simply too distinctive.
If the patrol cultivator in front of them was truly the Young Sect Master of the Sword Sect, then he faced not only the Sword Sect but the leading figure of the entire younger generation of the human race.
A twenty-three-year-old Sword Cultivator at the pinnacle of Divinity Transformation.
The legends about the Young Sect Master of the Sword Sect, Lu Qingshan, were well-known even to them in the Central Spirit Domain.
He was born a grassroots and once turned the tables at the Seven Domains Discourse, defeating a Nascent Soul cultivator to seize victory, thereby entering the Sword Sect; he swept through cultivators of the sa realm at the Great Arena, reversed battled against Sixth Realm sword cultivators with Nascent Soul cultivation at Zhenjiang, seizing the title of the strongest in the Fourth Realm.
He leapt through both the Void Refining and Divinity Transformation realms within a year and beca the Young Sect Master of the Taoist Sect at the age of twenty-three.
In seven years, he transford from a grassroots cultivator in a border town to the Young Sect Master of the Sword Sect.
There are too many legends about him. He has long been exalted as a mythical figure by the cultivators of the world.
Thus, even though the City Lord of Jianping was a Seventh Realm cultivator, he still felt completely unsettled in front of such a figure.
Yet simultaneously, wild joy surged in the City Lord's heart.
Since the Demon Race invaded the domain, he had been on edge every day.
Even as the remaining grand cultivators in Central Spirit quickly responded and organized counterattacks, his heart remained deeply uneasy, extrely anxious.
Because Dragon City Pass had already fallen, and it seed none in Central Spirit could uphold Central Spirit anymore.
But now, Lu Qingshan has appeared.
This is none other than the Young Sect Master of the Sword Sect.
For soone of such status to appear here at this mont, as an inspecting cultivator, the significance is self-evident.
The Sword Sect has arrived!
The feeling is akin to a ship lost in the darkness finding a lighthouse, or a traveler in the desert encountering an oasis.
The City Lord of Jianping felt a surge of excitent in finally finding soone to take charge, a sense of reliance had erged.
The prestige of the Sword Sect, who among the entire Human Race is not aware of it?
"No need for courtesy, since the attackers have already fled using their escape technique, the evacuation efforts must not stop, continue proceeding," Lu Qingshan waved his hand and said.
Their most important task in the rear area is evacuation.
Completing the evacuation a day earlier could result in thousands or even tens of thousands fewer cultivator sacrifices on the front line battlefield.
They are not racing against ti, but against the lives of human cultivators!
The City Lord of Jianping naturally understood the urgency of the matter... After no longer doubting Lu Qingshan's identity, he replied in a low voice, "We understand."
In the ensuing ti, the temporarily stalled operations of the flying boats resud once more.
The bustling noise echoed through Jianping City once again.
Jianping City is rely a microcosm of the western warzone.
At this mont, the massive flow of people in the western region of the Central Spirit Domain is converging from various places to the eastern region beyond the Long Night Mountain Range like rivers flowing into the sea.
....
The sky gradually brightened as a ray of dawn spilled across.
"Brother Qingshan deliberately let the demonic cultivators go, perhaps there is a deeper intention behind this? I just wonder when we shall make our next move?" Mo Yan observed that Lu Qingshan had been ditating with his eyes closed since earlier and proactively approached to ask.
"Oh?" Lu Qingshan opened his eyes in surprise and raised an eyebrow.
"Others may not know Brother Qingshan's thods, but how could I not be aware?" Mo Yan explained with a smile.
Just recently, he personally witnessed Lu Qingshan launch a flying sword from ten thousand miles away, hence he clearly understands that Lu Qingshan's flying sword range exceeds the imagination of ordinary people—ten thousand miles.
As long as the ink-black-robed leader doesn't pull away from Lu Qingshan by ten thousand miles, Lu Qingshan can maintain a continuous pursuit.
And although Lu Qingshan's evasion speed is slightly inferior to the ink-black-robed leader's, for the leader to pull away by ten thousand miles would certainly require a considerable amount of ti.
This ti is sufficient for Lu Qingshan to unleash hundreds, even thousands of swords.
Indeed, it took no more than dozens of sword strikes to slightly injure the ink-black-robed leader, so hundreds or thousands of strikes would be nearly lethal.
Yet Lu Qingshan chose not to do so.
He doesn't wish to exert full effort?
That's impossible.
Mo Yan knows Lu Qingshan is not that kind of person.
There's only one reason then, and that is Lu Qingshan is plotting sothing even larger.
"You do understand ," Lu Qingshan smiled, not denying it, "In my view, instead of passively waiting for demonic cultivators to launch an attack, and then we receive distress signals and rush to provide support, it's better to proactively seek trouble with these demonic cultivators."
"We can't afford to pass up this gift that's been brought to our doorstep; that would be wasteful," Lu Qingshan's voice fell, and he closed his eyes again.
In his mind, a mark was moving rapidly and extrely clearly.
"Coming all this way just to attack Jianping City?" Seeing that the mark was already tens of thousands of miles away from Jianping City and still not stopping, Lu Qingshan opened his eyes and muttered to himself.
"Not bad luck, looks like we've caught a big fish this ti." Although he isn't aware of the specifics, he understands that the more extraordinary the situation, the greater the underlying involvent.
Moreover, demonic cultivators launching attacks on cities is an exceedingly rare and strange occurrence, and Lu Qingshan wouldn't believe that there isn't sothing amiss within.
Such a bizarre situation, and it just so happens that he stumbled upon it.
This luck is indeed not bad.
As for that mark...
Peach Blossom: Indestructible.
[Indestructible]: The tender peach blossoms, their beauty burning brightly.
Active: When this divine skill is activated, it can imprint a peach blossom mark on the enemy during an attack, storing a portion of the damage within the mark for the next ten breaths.
The maximum existence ti of the peach blossom mark does not exceed three days, is difficult to detect, and hard to extinguish.
The Sword Master can detonate it at any ti during the existence of the peach blossom mark.
The Sword Master can sense the location of the peach blossom mark without distance restriction.
...
This was the Peach Blossom Divine Ability Lu Qingshan used during his first attack on the ink-black-robed leader and the reason why the leader felt that Lu Qingshan's flying sword seed weaker and less lethal.
It didn't weaken; instead, a substantial part of the attack power was rely being temporarily stored.
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