In an instant.
Lu Qingshan's figure seemed to teleport, appearing in front of Luohu.
Around him, seven Taoist Swords carrying Sword Qi appeared like seven Azure Dragons, slashing forward with ferocity.
Facing such a swift attack from Lu Qingshan, Luohu remained unmoved, with a deep sense of mockery in his eyes.
It seemed that methods considered the pinnacle of human achievement were but trivial tricks in his eyes, quite disdainful.
The next moment, Sword Qi and light burst forth together.
"Heh!" Luohu reached out his hand and gently grasped in the Void.
Crunch!
With a resounding sound, the usually unstoppable Taoist Sword was caught in Luohu's hand.
His palm directly touched the sharp blade, yet suffered no injuries.
The indestructible Divine Weapon in his hand seemed like nothing more than a wooden sword used by children at play.
Boom boom boom!
