"So there is such a thing." Lu Ming looked around at the corpses on the ground, secretly surprised in his heart. Thinking that Xuemei must have known that such a thing existed, she started killing people, looting all possible treasures from the team, and almost
They are all teams with a great swordsman.
But this woman must not be allowed to get such benefits!
Lu Ming knew very clearly that Xue Mei's Ziwei Sword Body was still very powerful compared to him, and the opponent might have a trump card in his hand that he didn't know about.
As a killer, unless you are in a critical moment and have to break out, under normal circumstances, you must obtain enough intelligence and understand the opponent's strength. This is the nature of a killer.
Although I am confident that I will surpass Xuemei in the future and defeat her easily, but now this woman's strength is indeed good. There is a great swordsman beside her, and just the strength ratio of the middle and lower-level members of the team is already
It is indeed a very good team that surpasses the overall strength of some adventure groups.
Looking at the man's wide-eyed eyes in surprise, it seemed that they were all shocked by Xuemei's iron-blooded methods. Lu Ming reached out and injected another burst of zhenqi, and even used the power of the sword mark to shock the remaining sword intent in his body.
Stimulate their vitality and bring a touch of vitality to living bodies.
"Do you have a copy in your hand?" Lu Ming asked calmly, because many adventurers usually make copies as soon as they get a map or other things for the members to use.
"There is... there is a copy." The man seemed a little surprised, but he didn't have the energy to be surprised anymore: "Unfortunately, there is only a copy now, but without the token, it cannot be opened. Everything... is equal to zero."
"It's enough to have a copy. I won't take your things in vain. I can avenge you."
Hearing Lu Ming's faint words, the man's whole body was shaken. He looked at Lu Ming formally and felt that in those dark eyes, there was a firm determination, even though it was very faint.
But it is real.
A smile of relief appeared on his face. He raised his hand with great effort and pointed at his ribs. His eyes slowly closed and his smile solidified.
Lu Ming reached out and took out a cowhide bag under the man's ribs, which contained a sheepskin scroll. After opening it, he found that it was indeed a copy of the map. The marks on it were all newly engraved, and the cowhide bag was waterproof.
, making it without any trace of stain.
Lu Ming took the panoramic map of Jinghu Swamp from Shangguan Ying's hand, compared it a little, and found the location marked in the copy. It was on the far left side of Jinghu Swamp, not far from the real swamp.
Lu Ming returned the map to Shangguan Ying and then asked: "How many parchment scrolls do you have in your hand? It's best if they are blank."
"Blank?" Shangguanying did not expect that Lu Ming would suddenly ask this matter. Although he still didn't understand what he was going to do, he still looked at Li Hai: "Take out all the parchments and follow Master Lu Ming's request.
Go do it.”
"Yes, young master."
Li Hai responded, and soon he came over with a stack of sheepskin scrolls. Judging from the color, they should be old stocks belonging to the sect.
After Lu Ming took it, he walked into a military tent. There was a simple folding chair inside. He placed the parchment. He looked at the copy carefully, then pulled out the Samsara Sword. With a flick of his wrist, a delicate
Shining sword flowers suddenly formed, and scenes like rivers and mountains appeared on the blank parchment scroll, and the cut skin scraps fell to the ground like flying mosquitoes.
Following the crack in the door of the marching tent, Shangguan Ying happened to see this scene, and his resolute face was suddenly full of surprise: "This prodigal son has such exquisite power control ability. No wonder, he is in the realm of a great swordsman."
, he can even kill a sword demon comparable to the Great Swordsman of the Four Edges, that’s why.”
"Bring in some human blood."
Hearing Lu Ming's voice, Ouyang Luo collected some blood from a nearby corpse and sent it in.
Many swordsmen were puzzled by what Lu Ming had done, but now that even the young master trusted his decision, what else could they do?
Long Lin, who had been alert to the surrounding movements, frowned. This place was a battlefield that had already been fought. The strong smell of blood could easily attract monsters. If there were enough monsters, it would be more difficult to deal with than humans.
, Now that you have found the copy, let’s go. How long will this prodigal son stay here?
"Let's go." With this faint voice, Lu Ming also walked out of the marching tent and quickly got on his horse, because he found that the location marked on this copy was at least seven to eight days away from here.
The swordsmen wanted to find something on the faces of the two people who came out of the marching tent. Unfortunately, one of them was indifferent at all times, and the other was unchanging, so there was no way to find out.
"Can you tell me what you do when you carve these maps?" Shangguan Ying hesitated, but still asked.
"Send it away." Lu Ming said it lightly. Of course he had to give it away, otherwise it would take seven or eight days to get there. If Xuemei and the others were the only ones to go there by themselves, wouldn't it be a smooth sailing? They had to give it away.
, enough people need to go together.
Looking at the taken-for-granted look on Lu Ming's face, Shangguan Ying was confused for a moment. This prodigal son had always been cautious and tried his best to erase traces even when walking at night. How could he give away the map he got now?
People? Wouldn’t that just attract a large number of swordsmen? There will probably be those at the level of great swordsmen among them!
With a lot of confusion and doubts, everyone embarked on the journey again. Only Ouyang Luo's eyebrows showed a faint smile. But just a little bit, he had already expressed his truest thoughts.
.
"Go this way." Lu Ming pointed in a direction. There was a relatively dry road there, and it was also very flat nearby, making it relatively safer.
Shangguan Ying knew that the general route in this direction was leading to the location of the Jiutian Sword Sect marked on the copy of the map. This time, he did not expect such an unexpected gain, and from the current point of view, people like him had no confidence in Lu.
He was a complete burden to them, but this prodigal son did not abandon him. No matter what, he could serve as a true husband!
At this moment, Lu Ming was scanning the surroundings with the power of his sword marks, looking for suspicious traces. However, the traces he was looking for now were of another type, the traces of the great swordsman.
The route taken by swordsmen in the realm of great swordsmen may be no different from that of swordsmen in the eyes of others, but with Lu Ming, who has a king-level existence like Sword Mark, wherever they pass, there will be a trace of it unintentionally.
The sword intention is very small. If it had just passed by, it would have been detected by the sword marks.
If they actually draw their swords, it will be much more obvious.
After traveling for less than half an hour, Lu Ming found such a route. There were scattered traces of sword intent on it, forming a line. And looking at the horse hoof tracks on the ground, it was a group with about thirty people.
The small pits created by the team's horseshoes are deeper than those of our own horses. It can be seen that they carry a lot of supplies.
In a small forest, an adventure team was moving forward unhurriedly. All the team members had relaxed faces and were chatting softly along the way. But look at the placement of their hands.
If you are in such a position, you will know that no matter what happens, you will be able to draw your sword immediately.
At this time, an adventurer who was riding in the front showed a trace of bitterness on his face, and said with some complaints: "Captain, where are we going to look for the sword relic this time? We can't just go on like this, right?"
"
The leader of this adventure group is a middle-aged man in his fifties. His face is covered with traces of wind and frost, but he looks calm on the horse, and his movements reveal deep confidence.
Hearing the complaints from his subordinates, he looked over and saw that this subordinate had been with him for many years and was very reliable in his work. However, his patience was a bit lacking and he could only be a captain.
He smiled calmly: "It's a risk. You have to be able to withstand the risk and be patient. Don't be anxious. I can feel that the war is coming soon, and this time, we are bound to win."
The captain felt the aura of confidence exuded by the captain, and then he put his heart into his stomach. Yes, the captain is in the realm of the three-edge swordsman. As long as he gets the sword relic, he will enter the realm of swordsman.
In this way, will we still take risks in the future? We will directly become the overlord of one party, but if we continue to look for it like this, when will it end...
"People in front, stop for me, young master. This young master has reserved the territory here!"
In the woods, there was a sudden burst of shouting, and the entire adventure team seemed to be shaken. The captain at the head almost bit his tongue, thinking who is this? What a loud tone!
Hearing this arrogant and domineering voice, the leader of the adventure group was stunned for a moment. He looked forward with a hint of disbelief on his face. There was a man, a horse, and a sword.
Judging by the way this boy is dressed and has a pretty pretty face, he is obviously a rich man. And looking at the way he is riding on a horse, with a high-spirited and arrogant look, he must be a prodigal from somewhere who is used to being arrogant, but he still has some real momentum.
"Little brother, what can I do for you?" There was a hint of kindness in the leader's voice, the kind of kindness that a person in a superior position would have when seeing a naughty child.
The young master on the horse frowned, with a ferocious look on his face: "What's the matter?! I've already paid for this place, and you came to my territory, and what are you asking me about? Now turn around and get out of here, young master."