One hundred and fortieth chapters one person's ambush counterattack
There cannot be too many sword relics, so Lu Ming plans to get more sword magic beads. After purification, this thing is also very beneficial to the growth of the sword realm, and the sword magic beads in the depths are more powerful existences.
From a distance, Lu Ming saw five sword demons at the peak of their swordsmanship wandering around. They seemed to be looking for something, but could not find it. They seemed anxious but aimless. But judging from the traces on the ground,
, it was obvious that an adventure team had just passed by here, but the behavior and demeanor of these sword demons made Lu Ming feel that they were searching for targets and hunting.
Sword Demons can also hunt? Lu Ming frowned. This kind of special creature is indeed very powerful. If they are really gathered together and point their swords at one place, their power will immediately increase dramatically. I am afraid that any one of them will
No adventure group has the ability to stop it!
Lu Ming crouched on the ground like a cheetah, slowly sneaking forward. After locking on these five sword demons, he suppressed all the doubts in his mind. Now he was only occupied with how to kill the opponent as quickly and easily as possible.
All thinking, this is his principle as a killer.
One hundred meters... fifty meters... ten meters!
That's enough! Lu Ming's feet suddenly exerted force, and his body suddenly shot out like a fired cannonball. His powerful feet kicked off the slippery soil on the ground and splashed backwards, hitting the tree pole more than ten meters away.
Sound.
A flash of sword light flashed, and a sword demon was chopped into pieces. Lu Ming's figure was like a whirlwind. Immediately, the sword light flashed past another sword demon, separating its withered head from its body.
Only then did a sword demon react, but it encountered Lu Ming's Samsara Sword. With a click, a stream of blood spurted out like a fountain, shining with a miserable halo in the sunlight.
Lu Ming frowned again, turned around and used his phantom sword to create four hundred illusory sword energies, which were then condensed into four sword energies, killing the other two sword demons completely.
When collecting the trophy Sword Demon Pearl, Lu Mingcai used his sword to pick the sword demon who was still bleeding. His flesh and bones were still very fresh, not as old as other sword demons. He used his sword to break open his brain and found that
The brain tissue shrank inside and turned the same purple as the appearance. Although Lu Ming still couldn't figure out the reason why they formed the sword demon, but now it seems that the dead swordsman can quickly become a new sword demon.
Its group strength will become even stronger.
When Lu Ming was killing the Sword Demon and taking the Sword Demon Pearl, his killer instinct even drove him to kill more Sword Demons. It seemed that only in this way could he survive.
Regarding the energy of heaven and earth and the laws of swordsmanship, Lu Ming can only understand the levels that he has been exposed to and come into contact with. Lu Ming will not think about things that are beyond his ability. It is both useless and a waste of his time, so
Now you can get enough sword and magic beads to improve yourself.
Lu Ming knew very well that as long as he had enough power, all conspiracies and obstacles would be defeated.
Lu Ming walked all the way deep, killing more sword demons and collecting more sword demon beads. Now he has added thirteen sword demon beads to his backpack, and there are three sword demons around him.
The corpses were not dug up, and they were all sword demons comparable to intermediate great swordsmen. Through this battle, he became familiar with the control ability of the sword element again. Now counting, Lu Ming already has twenty-one sword demon beads.
Debited.
This was a considerable amount of income. Lu Ming nodded with satisfaction, but his figure moved sideways to the left without any warning, and dodged three times in a row, hiding under a tree that was enough to cover him up.
Behind the big tree.
Puff!
First, where Lu Ming was standing before, two crossbow arrows were inserted deeply into the ground, and as his figure moved, the crossbow arrows continued to be inserted into the place where he had previously settled, just like a shadow. Lu Ming's figure was hiding behind a tree.
, there are still two crossbow arrows shot up, making two "duh" muffled sounds when they hit the wood!
When the tip of the crossbow touched the wet ground, traces of purple smoke immediately emerged. If it came into contact with human blood, the consequences would be self-evident. Its tail feathers were still trembling left and right due to the strong force.
"Huh? You're just a swordsman, he's very agile!"
With a sound of surprise, a knight strolled out from behind a clump of tall grass. His face was covered with thick beard, and a pair of leopard eyes radiated two fierce rays of light. But at this time,
It was a wry smile full of accidental mistakes. He carried a pitch-black crossbow on his shoulder, and the crossbow string was still trembling slightly.
The Great Swordsman of the Four Edges? After Lu Ming activated the sword mark, he could see everything about this person and found that he was followed by a team of fifteen swordsmen, including three senior swordsmen and the rest were intermediate.
A team with good strength, but the Sifian swordsman fired arrows at himself, a swordsman? It seems that he has lost the most basic principles of a swordsman for the sake of profit. Lu Ming looked around at the surrounding terrain where trees and grass were combined.
, eyebrows raised, then closed
Before that, he had never turned on the sword mark. Even to avoid crossbows, he relied on the killer's instinct. After all, turning on the sword mark at all times would make him dependent and wear away the killer's instinct.
There will be no time for him to be pure.
The great swordsman held a crossbow in his left hand, placed three crossbow arrows one by one on it, and aimed it at the big tree, with a playful smile that had been on the battlefield for a long time: "Boy, be wise.
Hand over the Sword Demon Pearl and you can get out, otherwise..."
While he was speaking, he raised his hand and waved forward, and the team behind him immediately moved over in an umbrella shape. Everyone's steps were very light, but their speed was constant as they surrounded them. Their faces showed the expression of when they saw the prey.
Joy and sophistication, like hunters hunting in the deep mountains, Lu Ming knew it well, but from this it can be seen that this is definitely not the first time they have done this kind of thing.
"Otherwise, I will cut you into thousands of pieces, so that you will not even have a chance to become a sword demon!" The great swordsman smiled disdainfully, lightly kicked his horse, and moved forward slowly, holding a crossbow in his hand.
He was firmly locked on the big tree. Years of adventure told him to his surprise that this kid was behind the tree! Although this kid was just a
Edge Sword Master, but the body of the Sword Demon lying on the ground is comparable to a Great Sword Master in combat power, and his movement skills are weird, so he has to be careful. Besides, he can easily kill him with a crossbow arrow, so why bother?
Moving the sword? He smiled disdainfully again, that was just something done by those stubborn people who stick to the rules.
"ah--!"
The earth-shattering screams instantly awakened every nerve of everyone, and almost made the leader of the group shoot out the crossbow in excitement. This kid...
The leader was shocked. It was only at this moment that he realized that there was no one behind the tree that he had locked with his breath. He calmed down and found that the scream was coming from his left side, and a body was coming from behind.
The image disappeared in a flash, but when he heard a long howl like a slaughtered pig, he was sure that his men were only seriously injured.
The corners of his mouth twitched for a few times. The regimental leader lifted the horse's reins with his left hand, and the horse ran to the left. The crossbow in his right hand was no longer locked, but was held down. He was confident that at this distance, no matter the boy
Wherever he appears, he can pin him to the ground with one arrow.
"ah--!"
"ah……"
This time there were two screams. When the regiment leader heard the sound, he reined in his horse because the sound came from his right side!
"What's going on?"
He turned to the right in shock. Not only was this kid able to escape from his lock, but he even made a surprise attack?
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, he must have set a trap!" The regiment leader immediately started galloping and pursued the screams on the right.
"Well?" He just ran over and found that there were only two piles of blood on the ground and two broken legs, but no one was there anymore. "Where are the people? What happened..."
"ah……"
"ah……"
“…”
The screams from time to time made the leader, who had always been very confident, break out in a layer of white-haired cold sweat. His head was like a rattle, and he looked around in response to the screams, with a look of panic and confusion on his face.
At a loss, it’s like at the same time
He saw several ancient giant dragons surrounding him, and the lining clothes were of very high quality. They were extremely sticky at the moment, and the feeling of sticking to his body stretched his nerves, as if he was in another place.
He was already trapped in a trap.
In panic, he suddenly shouted: "Gather! Everyone come closer to me!"
He held the crossbow in his left hand, and grabbed the hilt of the sword beside the saddle with his right hand. His throat rolled dryly for a few times, and he quietly waited for his men to return.
However, his almost crazy voice vibrated in the swamp, like floating clouds blown away by the wind in the sky, which could never find their original position. He waited for three full seconds, but no one responded, not even one.
Making even a little noise would put him at ease.
Wow...
The sudden sound made the great swordsman tremble. He looked at a bush of grass alertly and raised the crossbow in his hand. However, the next moment his finger on the trigger did not press down, because at that age he did not
The older boy was holding his subordinate's throat with his left hand, dragging him out like a dead dog.
"What's going on? But..."
The leader was even more puzzled at this moment. This subordinate had the realm of an eight-edge swordsman. He was his most capable subordinate and the most famous fast swordsman in his adventure group. He could even face the peak swordsman.
After beating for a while, it’s just that looking at him now, he didn’t have any injuries on his body, but he was actually held alive like this?
The eight-edge swordsman, let the one-edge swordsman take it alive easily?
And, let all the other thirteen of his subordinates lose their traces?
The screams that were still echoing in his ears were ruthlessly combined with reality, and a drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead and flowed into his eyes, which was extremely sour. (To be continued.)