"Don't stand there, come together!" Zhuo Ligetu's figure suddenly looked like a running black bear. In the eyes of the four of them who were surprised to satisfy him, he rushed towards the ghost swordsman again.

Lu Ming had no such mood at all. As long as the battle began, he immediately turned into a combat machine, and he appeared silently behind a ghost swordsman. The sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake spitting a letter. The sharp sword edge of the reincarnation sword instantly penetrated into the ghost swordsman's back heart. Then the sword body turned and immediately maximized the wound. A black smoke sprayed out. The ghost swordsman's body stiffened and fell straight to the ground. After smashing a few grains of sand and dust, he never moved again.

At the same time, Ouyang Luo and Leng Jian also had a sword in their hands like lightning and dragons, and they were extremely fierce and cut the two ghost swordsmen into several large pieces.

When Zhuoligetu was rushing in front, the few people had a tacit understanding of each other, and surrounded the dozen or so ghost swordsmen at both ends. For a moment, the sword shadows were soaring, and the sound of breaking through the air was endless. From time to time, ghost swordsmen fell down inexplicably or were directly cut into pieces. However, this battle was silent, and the ghost swordsmen were even more shocked and afraid. Even if Lu Ming's sword stabbed into their hearts, they would not fall until their swords could no longer be swung.

At this time, the ghost swordsman appeared quietly behind Qing'er. His wooden eyes showed a rare joy, as if he could achieve a record immediately, as if the master had gone to receive the award. However, a long sword turned the sword sharper even silently and stabbed it in, directly touching the ghost swordsman's body and stabbed it in.

The ghost swordsman didn't know the pain, but just glanced at his injury and stabbed him with a sword. With a "bang", the ghost swordsman's body suddenly burst into pieces of flesh. The sword lost its support and fell off to the ground.

Qing'er turned her head at this time. A trace of successful smile was revealed on her innocent cheek, but she was so cute.

Lu Ming took the lead, his body was like flashes and his sword was like lightning. With the cooperation of Leng Jian and Ouyang Luo, he soon met Zhuo Ligetu, and the advanced swordsman level ghost swordsman turned into more than a dozen pieces under the swords of four people.

At this moment, the sudden turn on the battlefield made the four swordsmen feel that the whole world was still. Only those once ferocious ghost swordsmen kept turning into corpses, smashing them down again, splashing a few pieces of dust...

The four of them were stunned and suddenly felt that this scene was like the end of the world had arrived and the momentum was so loud. In the mood of everyone's desire to die, they found that it was just a fart.

For a moment, the four of them were so complicated that they felt that it was not enough. After the tense nerves of the three low-level Jiansheng relaxed at this moment, fatigue was like a flood that opened the gate, and instantly hit the whole body. The sword could not hold it anymore, so they let go and threw it away casually, and the people were also piled up on the ground.

However, although the sword energy in the leader had almost been exhausted and his body had already been exhausted, he still maintained the glory that the swordsman should have and was still gritting his teeth and insisting on standing. However, the expression on his face seemed to be a ghost no matter how he looked.

That's right, Feng Xiangtian was extremely surprised. He saw with his own eyes the ghost swordsman who almost forced his team to the death. In the hands of these people, he was killed easily like cutting melons and chopping vegetables. Moreover, it was even more effortless to deal with those great swordsman-level ghost swordsmen...

If there are two guys who exceed their own realm, then that person outside the world has a level lower than his own realm, especially the indifferent young man who killed seven or eight ghost swordsmen in a flash. It seems that he is less than eighteen years old? There is also that girl, whose realm is just a swordsman, whose seemingly weak body, a casual sword, actually shattered the ghost swordsman! What kind of sword energy is she? Haven't you seen it before?

But at night, the death and resentment in this area have lost the suppression of the sun and have become particularly strong. The fighting power of the ghost swordsman has a lot of bonuses, which is something that everyone knows, but they still completely defeated all the ghost swordsman by challenging the above level!

Oh my god! Who are these people? Are they all sword students coming to the trial?

Feng Xiangtian became more and more frightened as he looked at it. In the end, he actually had the urge to cry. It was the sense of survival after the disaster, but more of the failure that he had been practicing swords for so many years!

Feng Xiangtian slashed his dry mouth a few times, and finally drove out the surprise and frustration in his heart, but he still spoke frankly: "Thank you for your efforts to save me. Such kindness, no matter how many words I say thank you, cannot be expressed. The so-called great kindness is not to be thanked. I, Feng Xiangtian, will never forget this in this life."

Lu Ming smiled indifferently. Although this person's strength is average, he has a true sword spirit, which means that he was able to cover his team members without considering life and death. In the increasingly complex social environment, this spirit is already very valuable.

Of course, this spirit is certainly commendable, but his way of handling things is still very worthy of discussion. After all, this is already the edge of the land of trial. As long as you persist for a while, you will definitely escape ascend to heaven at the speed of everyone. However, at this critical moment, his judgment was completely wrong.

"You really don't have to be polite to us." Zhuo Ligetu said seriously with a rare expression. Then he bent down and picked up the ghost swordsman's swords one by one. When all the six-front swords were held in his hands, even with his current realm of the Six-Strike Sword Master, it could be seen that it was a bit difficult.

Lu Ming frowned. If he only encountered such a small group of ghost swordsmen, it would not be difficult to seize the sword. However, without horses, carrying so many swords is a constant burden for everyone, and it can directly affect the team's combat effectiveness. The Sword Hall organization will definitely know these things, but it is not within their consideration. Now it seems that those teams recruiting a large number of low-level sword students have obviously received the news.

Feng Xiangtian smiled very understandingly, and then said, "If you don't mind, I have a reluctance to ask."

"Tell me, let's see what's going on." Zhuoligetu said with a smile.

"My team and I join your team."

"Do you also see my wisdom and courage? But I have always been very low-key?" Zhuo Ligetu shook his fat face and looked helpless. However, during this period, he communicated with Lu Ming with his eyes and got a good answer. In fact, this is exactly what Lu Ming wants.

The three men behind Ming Jiansheng kept staring at everyone nervously. The combat power they showed just now was absolutely powerful. However, at this time, no one knew whether the other party would be in a bad mood and could destroy it. Moreover, this kind of thing was very common. Although the three of them had poor realm, their ability to observe their expressions was not low. When they saw that the other party had no intention of opposing it, they immediately stepped forward, and even the injuries on their bodies didn't hurt. "That's so thankful. You are good people, and good people will definitely be rewarded! Come on, a heavy job like holding a sword will be borne by the three of us in the future."

"Yes, yes, thank you so much. We will be a team in the future. We will do our best to not drag the team back."

The last Jiansheng also came forward to take the sword and carried it on his back. Although it touched the wound, it made him take a breath of air conditioning, but it did not prevent him from expressing his loyalty: "This thing is quite heavy, but it doesn't matter. Don't worry, the bosses, our realm is a bit worse, but as long as we are here, you can guarantee that you will fight with all your heart. As for washing clothes, cooking, cleaning the battlefield, we will leave it to us."

For a moment, the three swordsmen showed their strength, fearing that the other party would throw them here if they didn't like them. They all knew very well that even if they were let go, they might not be able to walk back to the camp. After all, in addition to the ghost swordsman, there were also powerful sword apes and monsters here, and those were not something they could deal with.

Moreover, these people are very strong. Although they are not as powerful as Nangong Huajian, who is a stunning genius, they can at least bring themselves a good result. Let me ask the sword student who came to participate in the trial, no matter what the realm is, who is willing to go back empty-handed?

Qing'er frowned, very uncomfortable with these people's faces. Lu Ming patted her little head. Between life and death, these are just pediatrics. He said lightly: "Okay, go back and rest first to heal your wounds, and make plans tomorrow."

"Go back?" Several Jianshengs were a little nervous when they saw Zhuo Ligetu's huge body walking towards the inside of the trial area. Only then did they feel relieved and just walked inside. They could not raise much strength in their steps.

Leng Jian frowned and asked, "How did you meet so many ghost swordsmen? Where did you meet them?"

Feng Xiangtian coughed and said, "We actually just came in, right behind where we are now. But I didn't expect that as soon as we came in, so many ghost swordsmen jumped out of the ground and caught us off guard. Originally, our team had ten people, and six died in that moment. I had no choice but to lead the team members to escape quickly. Unfortunately, we seem to be wandering on the edge and have not found a way to escape. But there is no way. The ghost swordsmen chased us too tightly. We avoided their encirclement and ran here."
Chapter completed!