This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Within the domain of the Dustless Fighting Chamber, Lu Qingshan's gaze was solemn.

A thousand Sword Qi Filaments were moving around his body.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

At this moment, accompanied by the sound of air bursting, countless Sword Qi Filaments swarmed out from the apertures of his body like a plague of locusts.

These Sword Qi Filaments moved swiftly, unleashing terrifying strength.

The number was incredibly astonishing, rapidly surging from a thousand swords to eight thousand swords.

Myriad Swords Art---Eight Thousand Swords!

This only took Lu Qingshan a single thought's time and fifty million Experience Points, yet it could bring limitless intimidation to the enemy.

At this moment, Sword Qi was rampant, and cold light shone brightly.

Chii, chii, chii!

With a thought, Lu Qingshan made Peach Blossom the commander, forming the posture of a Flying Sword. It traced a sword trajectory across the Heaven's Vault, with the eight thousand Sword Qi Filaments following like a cascade, pouring down toward the demonic cultivators ahead.

He was alone, but he had eight thousand swords.

A thunderous roar shook the ears.

A river of Sword Qi appeared, surging forward.

Boom, boom, boom!

The Sword Qi Filaments gathered into one formation after another.

Each formation was composed of at least a hundred Sword Qi Filaments, charging towards one demonic cultivator after another.

As long as Lu Qingshan selected a target, even if they fully activated their Divine Demon Body, they would still be slashed with bloody marks by his Sword Qi Filaments.

Unlike the varied blood splatters of the Human Race, even if these demonic cultivators didn't die, they would still be seriously injured.

Initially, the power of the Myriad Swords Art was not this strong.

At least, it couldn't break through the Divine Demon Body of a Seventh Grade Demon Cultivator with just a hundred swords.

The key, however, was that Lu Qingshan was currently empowered by the Bing Syllable Mantra.

With the increase in Divine Power from Dragon Sparrow, his combat power was five times that of normal.

In this state, even the most inconspicuous Sword Qi Filament had astonishing power.

Of course, wielding greater strength consumes more, with more restrictions.

Just using the Bing Syllable Mantra had already consumed thirty percent of Lu Qingshan's Element Force.

Moreover, his Element Force consumption in this state also increased geometrically.

Additionally, the duration of the Tri-Seal Association's Bing Syllable Mantra was reduced to thirty breaths.

"I need to make the most of my time." Lu Qingshan knew full well his current strength was only temporary.

Precisely because of this, he had to inflict greater losses on the Demon Race within the limited time.

Thus, Lu Qingshan didn't even keep a single Sword Qi Filament for protection, instead releasing all eight thousand Sword Qi Filaments, letting them roam and dominate the battlefield.

Blood light overflowed the skies immediately. Although not as shocking as Secret Sword: Autumn Frost Coagulation slashing through one hundred and eight Seventh Grade Demon Cultivators, it still caused quite a commotion on the battlefield.

The whistling sound of the moving Sword Qi Filaments, the booming sonic explosion from Peach Blossom, and the screams and howls of the demonic cultivators merged into sound waves that were chaotic and piercing.

"His methods seem endless!" The Xuan Du Demon Marshal watched as Lu Qingshan wielded the Myriad Swords Art with the Bing Syllable Mantra, single-handedly restraining hundreds of demonic cultivators. His eyes almost burst from their sockets, and his anger and shock were indescribable.

From the Sword Qi Spirit to the Netherworld Sword, then to Secret Sword: Autumn Frost Coagulation, and finally to the Eight Thousand Swords level of the Myriad Swords Art, Lu Qingshan's hidden cards were endless. They left him utterly baffled, with immense trepidation.

Just as the Xuan Du Demon Marshal was filled with dread, he suddenly felt an inexplicable chill.

Instinctively, he looked up and found Lu Qingshan swiftly moving sideways, heading straight for him.

The demonic cultivators blocking Lu Qingshan were shattered upon first contact under his overpowering Flying Sword. Their physical bodies exploded into a mist of blood, leaving a gap.

Lu Qingshan continued through this gap, drawing closer to him.

It was like an arrow, launched with full force, the sharp arrowhead piercing through one obstruction after another, aiming for the final target.

In Lu Qingshan's dark eyes, the icy killing intent was evident, causing Xuan Du's expression to change.

"Not good, he's coming to kill me!" The Xuan Du Demon Marshal reacted quickly, realizing that Lu Qingshan was about to recreate the iconic scene from two days ago.

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Shoot the horse first, capture the ringleader first.

The demon cultivators brought by the Demon Race to attack the city this time were all Seventh Grade.

Being the same Seventh Grade, with so many in number, there couldn't have been many demonic cultivators who could command the crowd.

Their original leader, the Desiccated Dragon Demon Marshal, had been slain by Lu Qingshan two days prior. Now, the command was taken over by the Xuan Du Demon Marshal.

But what if the Xuan Du Demon Marshal were to die too?

In such a tense battle, could the Demon Race really find a third demonic cultivator capable of leading the overall situation right away?

Lu Qingshan believed the probability was not high.

To defeat the strong with the weak, it is very important to have the right strategy.

——When your strength is obviously inferior to the enemy, you can't win just by brute force without thinking.

"Stop him!" The Xuan Du Demon Marshal shouted fiercely, but a hint of panic flashed in his heart.

His current position was at the very center of the demonic cultivator's camp.

Logically, the possibility for Lu Qingshan to kill his way here was small.

However, the record of Lu Qingshan crossing three thousand cultivators with a single sword was less than two days old.

Where there's one, there's two.

If he could do it once, why couldn't he do it a second time?

Moreover, the Xuan Du Demon Marshal clearly knew that the combat power on his side had dropped significantly compared to two days ago.