At the moment of life and death, Lu Qinghe's thoughts were extremely cold.

The pain of the shattered left shoulder could not shake his will.

"kill!"

Lu Qinghe picked the Yuehan Sword out of the black ferocious beast, leaving a shocking wound on it.

If humans had already died such a severe injury, the ferocious beast would be a ferocious beast.

After landing, the ferocious beast roared again and snatched up.

"Three Lights and Saber Shadows!"

Lu Qinghe roared lowly, his left hand was broken and he was unable to hang down, but his right hand was still safe.

Moreover, learning from the lesson, the point of his sword tip was the huge wound on the body of this ferocious beast.

Faced with the advantage of Yuehan, the black ferocious beast roared, twisted its body, and used the bone spurs on its back to the fullest.

"cut!"

Lu Qinghe shouted loudly.

While he was drinking, his whole body was filled with blood and his spirit was condensed with unprecedented concentration. The innate true qi poured out thousands of miles and rolled out again.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a burst of air, the airflow around seemed to be blown away.

Although the bone spur on the back of the black ferocious beast blocked Lu Qinghe's sword light, the shock caused by the explosion caused its wound, which had been torn into a huge gap, to explode suddenly.

Accompanied by blood, flesh, and internal organs, its wound actually exploded with a blood hole the size of a fist under the explosion of the extremely fast-caused air that Lu Qinghe had.

"That moment just now..."

Seeing the extraordinary effect of the sword, Lu Qinghe had a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The blood and blood are boiling!

Spiritual condensation!

The true energy is surging!

The moment when the three spirits and spirits are connected into one point, Lu Qinghe's spirits and spirits are perfectly matched with his own swordsmanship, and they are like one.

The man and sword are united.

This is the state of unity of man and sword.

This sudden effect of life and death battle made Lu Qinghe dare not waste any of it.

Sword technique is used again.

With his breakthrough in his swordsmanship, the fusion of the Thirteen Swords of the Streamlight and the Meteor Moon Swordsmanship was completed quietly.

quick!

The sword speed is extremely fast!

Fourteen swords in one second, or fifteen swords in one second?

When the sword is at its peak, it condenses its strength and pours out, causing a qi explosion, which has an indescribable miracle effect on enlarging the wound.

"Quick Sword!"

The speed of the Yuehan sword in Lu Qinghe's hand soared again, regardless of the huge load on his arm, and the sound of a burst of energy sounded again.

Although the true qi was not good, the qi explosion did not expand the wound of the black ferocious beast again, but the inside was also splattering blood. The severe pain caused the ferocious beast to quickly take a few steps back and widen the distance from Lu Qinghe.

At this moment, it seemed to understand that with its current state, it could no longer kill this human.

"roar!"

With a low roar, the black beast began to slowly retreat, and its steps were dim. Every time he took a step, a large amount of blood dripped from its wounds.

Seeing the appearance of this ferocious beast, Lu Qinghe understood that it had no way to survive and it was only a matter of time to die.

The black beast retreated, and Lu Qinghe did not pursue the victory.

Now he should practice hard and firmly grasp the sword-making realm of unity of man and sword that he entered when he suddenly realized.

His eyes were staring at the black beast.

It was not until the black ferocious beast completely disappeared into the woods in front of Lu Qinghe that he calmed down.

As soon as his mind relaxed, he touched the wound in front of him that was more than 40 centimeters long, which made him grin again.

At this moment, he realized that his injuries were already extremely serious.

There are huge claw marks on the chest, and bones can be seen in depth.

Broken chest and ribs.

The middle finger, index finger, and finger bone are broken.

The left shoulder and the shoulder bone is broken.

The right hand and tiger's mouth are broken, and the muscles are severely strained, and there is danger of disability.

At the moment of life and death, there is no way to take care of it. At this moment, the pain broke out, and the excessive blood loss of chest wounds made Lu Qinghe stagger and his mind was also a little dizzy.

This is because his body is stronger than ordinary people. He is afraid that the sixth-level strong man in the ordinary refining real world may not be able to fight with the sixth-level beast in this way.

"After all, this place is just the first floor. That ferocious beast is probably the overlord of this area."

Lu Qinghe thought to himself and stood firm as soon as possible. Regardless of the serious injuries on his body, the Yuehan sword in his hand slowly stabbed out with one sword and one sword.

Although it was just an ordinary stabbing sword, the sword technique he stabbed at this moment was completely different from before, with a natural charm and contained it.

"Man and sword are united!"

Although he was seriously injured, he finally realized the state of unity of man and sword...

It's worth it.

Half a day later, Lu Qinghe grasped the rhythm of the unity of man and nature and slowly stopped practicing.

Weakness, pain, came again.

"Um!?"

However, what really surprised Lu Qinghe was that two figures appeared in his senses.

"call out!"

Lu Qinghe's eyes turned and he had already fallen on the two young men standing in the jungle on one side.

"I saw you practicing swordsmanship and being extremely exquisite, and your mind was swaying for a moment. I stopped and watched, disturbed the presumptuous things, and I hope you will forgive me."

Among the two, the older man politely bowed to Lu Qinghe.

Lu Qinghe stared at the man, and saw that he looked calm and sincere, and it was not like lying.

Plus...

He could not see through the other party's true qi cultivation, but the oppression from the high level made him feel extremely sincere.

This kind of oppression is far better than Lu Qingyun, who is in the eighth level of true essence.

With such cultivation, if you want to plot against him who is seriously injured, you don’t need to worry too much.

Thinking of this, Lu Qinghe couldn't help but feel open-minded.

"It's okay, it's hard to reach the elegant hall."

"If all such a wonderful sword technique is used to use the word "vulgarity", then the sword we have learned will probably not be able to show off at all."

The young man smiled bitterly.

"But senior brother, his swordsmanship is indeed not powerful at all. He looks slow and powerless, and he is completely unable to enter the stream."

The younger woman, or girl, next to the man, asked inexplicably.

"This master's sword technique emphasizes intention but not form. Every sword he has developed to the peak and extreme. People and swords are perfectly matched and do not distinguish between each other. In this state, even the lowest sword technique can exert the power of turning decay into magic in your hands."

The man had a very high opinion of Lu Qinghe's swordsmanship.

"Is it so powerful? Is it more skillful than your swordsmanship?"

The young man shook his head: "It is undeniable that when I was at his age and had my sword skills, I was not as good as him."

He looked open and calm, looking straight at himself.

This attitude made Lu Qinghe look at him with some admiration.

"This... how is this possible? Someone's swordsmanship is comparable to you, Senior Brother?"

The girl was immediately surprised and looked at Lu Qinghe, and her eyes were no longer as relaxed and casual as before.

He kept looking inside and out, as if he wanted to see what was strange about him, and he deserved to be his senior brother's comment.

"I'm in Xia Jing Wuliui, please ask my brother Taiwan Daming."

The young man bowed slightly.
To be continued...