This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

This is enough.

As for the rest, he could fully rely on his own Sword Dao talent and comprehension to integrate and make it his own. He could then use it against his enemies!

Lu Qingshan had a vague feeling that the path of creating sword techniques was actually the path that an external Sword Cultivator should walk in their later stages.

After all, no matter how powerful a sword technique is, if it was created by someone else, it would only suit its creator. At most, you could exert ten percent of its power by imitating it.

But if you could combine it with your own situation, integrating and creating your own sword techniques, you could even exert twelve percent of its power or more!

What suits you best is the best.

What suits you best is the truly invincible technique.

Indeed, each Sword Immortal's techniques are unique and unmatched in the world.

Lu Qingshan was exploring and progressing down this correct path.

Even though he was only in the Void Refinement Realm.

...

Moments later, Lu Qingshan completely accepted and digested his new insights, instantly grasping the profound principles.

Huff, huff, huff!

The sword's whistling continued.

Lu Qingshan let out a low shout, displaying a newly mastered sword technique.

The fierce Sword Light instantly crossed a hundred feet, slashing directly at Feng Tianming.

The Sword Light contained a sharp killing intent and fierce aura.

This sword was qualitatively different from just before.

---- It was a transformation brought about by twenty-three million Experience Points.

But in Feng Tianming's eyes, there was nothing unusual.

He would never have thought, even if his head were split open, that in an instant, such a drastic change would occur in Lu Qingshan.

So, he was completely unguarded, sneering as he prepared to use his Divine Demon Body foundation to take on Lu Qingshan's attack head-on, adopting a seemingly "injury for injury" strategy.

This choice wasn't wrong.

After all, he had gained a significant advantage with this tactic; there was no reason to suddenly abandon it.

Unfortunately, this time, his opponent wasn't someone who could be fathomed by common sense.

"Useless..." Feng Tianming laughed arrogantly, then abruptly stopped.

Huff, huff, huff, huff!

This time, there were four consecutive sword whistles that pierced through space. Black Blood intertwined into a piece of Sword Light, with a hint of gold at the forefront.

Seven Layers of Acceleration!

The highest realm of Seven Extremes.

The Sword Light flashed, instantly sweeping across Feng Tianming's neck. Two faint frost lines appeared alongside the Sword Light.

These were the two afterimages of Wind Slash!

One sword drawing blood!

Feng Tianming, who was previously arrogant with his Divine Demon Body foundation, suddenly took significant damage.

Blood spurted from his neck, causing his face to turn pale.

"How is this possible?" Feng Tianming's eyes widened in shock.

His opponent had actually broken through his Divine Demon Body foundation and injured him!

He couldn't help but stagger, coughing up blood, while his physical body surged with vitality, healing his wounds at a visibly rapid pace.

"Again!" Feng Tianming snarled ferociously.

Unconvinced, he roared, swinging his long blade, with golden blade light forming a dragon, making the space tremble.

The stage unleashed waves, controlling the demonic qi waves that were about to overflow, ensuring the observing demonic cultivators could watch in peace.

Lu Qingshan merely sneered and charged forward as well.

Engaging in output competition with a Sword Cultivator was as unreasonable as arguing with a woman.

...

This time, Feng Tianming dared not act without restraint as before.

Because Lu Qingshan's sword could now injure his Divine Demon Body foundation.

Although he could quickly recover from his wounds using vitality, this process consumed a great deal.

So he had to be cautious.

The two engaged in an intense and spectacular battle, making the spectators' hearts waver.

Lu Qingshan fought with increasing valor.

A target with an immensely strong physical body, slightly stronger combat power, but far inferior skills was a Sword Cultivator's favorite practice opponent.

In a blink of an eye, the two had exchanged hundreds of moves.

During this process, Lu Qingshan merged Wind Slash and Seven Extremes to the extreme, his battle intent surging, feeling exceptionally thrilled.

His sword technique became increasingly powerful, his sword speed ever faster, seemingly without limits.

It had been a long time since he had such an exhilarating battle.

Contrasting Lu Qingshan's complete ease, Feng Tianming's heart pounded more and more.

He felt the fight getting harder.

"He's toying with me!" Feng Tianming roared internally,

"He's not going all out but slowly increasing his strength to make me think there's hope of winning, only to then shatter that hope."

"Such a despicable person!" He fumed, cursing Qing Ge in his heart.

...

"It's almost time." A glint of madness and excitement flashed in Lu Qingshan's eyes.

He had finally fully integrated Wind Slash and Seven Extremes into one.

Creating a new sword technique wasn't easy, but with his Sword Dao talent and the "Deep Blue" insight into "Wind Slash" and "Seven Extremes," combined with "kind" Feng Tianming's selfless sparring, how could his progress not be fast?

In the next moment, his longsword trembled violently, instantly unleashing all seven layers of acceleration.

Black Blood turned into a faint black thread, nearly imperceptible.

And beside the black thread, two more illusory black threads appeared.

The three black threads sliced through the space harmoniously.

The space was cut like tofu, finally landing on Feng Tianming.

The sound was very soft, almost inaudible.

But Feng Tianming's body was sent flying straight back.

"Ah!" Feng Tianming, flying backward, screamed, his body trembling, blood flowing ceaselessly from his body.

The amount of blood instantly stained his clothes red, covering him in blood.

"What happened?" The crowd was stunned.

"How did Feng Tianming get so severely injured? I couldn't see clearly at all!"

Lu Qingshan's sword was too fast; many couldn't see what had happened.

"It's terrifying; his swordsmanship is so advanced that we can't even comprehend it!" They were terrified, shocked, and speechless.

If they couldn't even see the moves, how could they defend against them?

One could imagine that if Feng Tianming were replaced by any of them, their heads would have been separated in an instant.

"This isn't Seven Extremes, though powerful, it would never be as mystical as what you displayed!"

Feng Tianming cried out, trembling, staggering, extremely shocked.

His body had three thin and deep wounds, and it was from these that blood flowed.

His proud Divine Demon Body foundation, the invincible foundation he had cultivated for years, had been defeated by "Qing Ge's" swordsmanship and injured so severely?

Feng Tianming found it hard to accept and needed a reasonable explanation.

"This indeed isn't just Seven Extremes, but a new combat technique I developed based on Qi Jue Sword Technique," Lu Qingshan looked down on Feng Tianming, and said aloud, "Wind Slash Seven Extremes!"

The crowd was temporarily speechless in shock.

Self-created combat technique?!

For a moment, the scene fell silent.

"What a tacky name...." In the midst of the silence, Gu Yiyi's voice resounded in Lu Qingshan's heart.

She muttered quietly.

Wind Slash + Seven Extremes = Wind Slash Seven Extremes?

She couldn't even bring herself to criticize this naming convention.

In her opinion, it had to have a name like "Star Plucking, River Severing, City Crushing, Heaven Opening," to truly have the right flavor!