"No!" An elder jumped up, "A swordsman's level is not qualified to be the first guest official at all. Even an ordinary guest official is not qualified. This is simply slapping me in the face of the Zhentian Sword Sect!"
"Hmph! Still want to be the first guest official? It's good if we don't come to our Sword Sect." The fat elder slapped the table: "A person like this who destroys the relationship between the two factions should be arrested and given to Ling Zhen's Sword Sect, and let the Chief Wang deal with him personally, so that we can make up for the deep friendship that has lost between us."
"You..." Shangguan Ying looked at these people's angry looks and was speechless for a moment, but the elders who had been supporting him before stopped expressing their opinions at this moment, as if they were asleep...
Lu Ming clearly felt that three elders were hostile to him, which was due to the hostility of their territory and power, and were instinct to strangers. But there were three others who showed murderous intentions to him. Although they felt that they had concealed it well, the murderous intention was still leaked.
Their killing intention towards themselves comes from interests!
Lu Ming didn't know what kind of benefits the other party promised them, but if the old people who were buried in the neck were so strongly supported by these four people, these four must have received great benefits.
Lu Ming was also very clear that even if he had settled these people here now, he would probably have to release all the essential things in life such as eating, drinking, and drinking in this sect.
Shangguan Ying never expected that she had invited someone, and these elders would still obstruct her. Her shoulders trembled due to anger, and her eyes were aggrieved because of her weakness. She sighed and said, "If anyone of you elders can handle this for me, I can give up the position of the head..."
"Test it." Lu Ming said calmly: "Since you don't believe that I can help Shangguan Ying, then test it."
"Test? OK!" The fat elder looked at Lu Ming without any concealment. This was your own fault. Now that you can kill you, you can do things naturally. Then he pretended to be helpless and said, "However, although it is a test of whether you are qualified to be a guest official, the sword has no eyes. If you hurt you or kill you unintentionally, you can't complain. After all, no one can grasp it so well in the battle."
"The same is true for me." Lu Ming said calmly: "Swords are not full of eyes. If I hurt you or kill you, you can't complain."
Killing? Lu Ming's eyes are a little more harsh. Since you have murderous intentions towards me, then I don't need to show mercy when I fight later.
"Tsk." The fat elder grinned, shaking his fat big face and seemed helpless. You are a mere Four-Strike Sword Master, but you still have no sword body. How dare you speak wildly in front of my Nine-Strike Sword Master? Wait a moment, I will let you know that arrogance comes at a price, and I can prove everything with just one sword.
Shangguan Ying didn't expect Lu Ming to test so simply. Although his combat power was very strong, it was in the strange place in Jinghu Swamp. However, he didn't expect his realm to improve so quickly. However, in the face of the Seventh Elder who was able to survive after countless battles, you must be careful!
Elder Seven grabbed the sword next to him and walked out. When he turned around, a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Just at the door of the conference hall, the seventh elder stood still, while Lu Ming stood silently on the other side. Both sides looked like an elder who wanted to teach a lesson to the unrepentant young man, and the other elders laughed.
The seventh elder stood on the bluestone ground and didn't even look at Lu Ming. He slowly pulled out his steel sword as if he was caressing his lover.
The moment the steel sword was unsheathed, an unprecedented aura suddenly burst out from the body of the seventh elder, and the dust under his feet blew far away. The steel sword was filled with sword energy and hissing sounded. Even the wanton sword energy on the lower sword edge had cut the ground in the air, cutting out a wound of the bluestone, and occasionally smashing out the cut small pieces.
Lu Ming stood calmly with the sword of reincarnation, staring at the scene quietly with a silent look, and was also experiencing the other party's wanton sword intent.
The opponent is only at the level of the Nine-Fighting Sword Master, and he cannot reach the outside of the sword energy, but this surging aura is obviously leveraging the power of swordsmanship, and this set of swordsmanship is very excellent.
This time I came out, I was just to see more sword skills.
Looking at the indifferent Lu Ming, the elders sneered in their faces: "Boy, are you stunned? Let you help? Let you pretend? Young people are not afraid of being alive, but they dare to pretend to be in a sect with some abyss history. That is to be seeking death. Haven't you ever heard of a lean camel bigger than a horse?"
"Elder Seven, kill this foreign boy." A disciple secretly encouraged himself. He knew that those who were familiar with the seventh elder would be confused by his fat smile. In fact, among all the elders, the seventh elder has the strongest combat power, and he could definitely cut this foreign boy into two pieces with one sword.
Li Hai secretly squeezed his strength, Lu Ming! Whether the young master can grasp the true power of the Sword Sect this time depends on you.
"You must be careful." Looking at Lu Ming, who was half thinner than the seventh elder, Shangguan Ying felt joy because he was willing to stand up for himself. Although Lu Ming was indifferent, he would never make any rash things. Through contact in the swamp, he was actually more cautious than anyone else. But now he was facing the seventh elder who had fought with Yifeng Grand Sword Master and had the strongest combat power in the sect. Shangguan Ying's heart was entangled in this joy and nervous worry.
Swish! The Seventh Elder took action.
However, the steel sword in his hand was slashing extremely slowly, so slow that it made people feel that it was a man who had never taken the sword and was dancing with a slight burst of air. He only slashed three times, then his body moved several times, and the sword tip turned and slashed towards Lu Ming.
When the Seventh Elder raised his sword, the sword energy carried in the sword was like a rainbow, and when his sword was cut down, it seemed like an angry thunder fell. But at this moment, he held an incomparable huge momentum, like thousands of thunder tribulations, tightly covering Lu Ming.
"Thunder-gathering Sword Technique?" Shangguan Ying was stunned. Unexpectedly, the Seventh Elder used the unique skills of the Zhentian Sword Sect as soon as he made a move. He wanted to kill people directly!
The dozen disciples standing behind the Seventh Elder saw the sword technique he used, and they were all as excited as if they were injected with chicken blood. They knew that whenever the Seventh Elder used this move, no one under the sword was spared. This was a bloody and exciting moment! The elders smiled happily.
With a hissing sound, it seemed like a poisonous snake spitting out the letter. Lu Ming's sword was unsheathed like others, and he stabbed the other party with his sword.
This... Shangguan Ying was shocked. How could he draw his sword so simply? Facing the Seventh Elder's sword?
However, Shangguan Ying's surprise just rose, and he became even more surprised. Lu Ming's figure suddenly accelerated and shot out. The sword in his hand seemed to pull the master and attack faster, and it was like Lu Ming stabbing directly. At this moment, it was difficult for him to tell whether he was a human or a sword. At this moment, he was like a steel needle that could pass through cotton wool, able to easily break through numerous obstacles, and like a flying sword that broke through the sky and broke through the outside world, no one could stop him.
Fast and sharp.
Shangguan Ying no longer knew how to accurately describe this sword, so his sword suddenly turned into a little cold star.
The seventh elder's eyes were stunned, and he turned backwards in the air and landed nine feet away, with a look of astonishment and confusion on his face.
Lu Ming's body spiraled in the air, landed on the ground, and withdrew his sword, everything was like he was making a sword.
The smiles of the elders did not completely spread on their faces, and they froze because they saw a little redness on the center of the seventh elder's eyebrows.
"What's going on? What happened just now? How come the seventh brother's eyebrows are a little red?" An elder couldn't help but replay the moment he had just fought, but no matter what, he couldn't see clearly what happened at the moment when the two swords were intertwining.
The seventh elder's eyes were filled with surprise and fear. Looking at Lu Ming who was still indifferent in front of him, he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it out loud. There was a little red flowing on his eyebrows, and he fell down like an ancient tree that had already dried up.
The spiraling autumn wind seemed to be sighing, or chanting a sad song. Several leaves that had lost their motivation slowly fell on the seventh elder, covering the redness on his forehead.
A little red in the Central Plains! Lu Ming’s sword is used to kill people.
Shangguan Ying saw that the elder with the strongest combat power of his sect died without even touching Lu Ming with just a sword. He felt like the autumn wind in his heart. But if he wanted to have freedom and revitalize the strength of the sect, he had to die.
More often, Shangguan Ying treats his sect like a woman's heart. Sometimes it is very complicated, sometimes it is so simple that he is slaughtering. Now he needs to have the right to speak to unify the sect. Only by being united will he be strong and he can he revitalize the sect.
Shangguan Ying knew that Lu Ming must have thought so.
Therefore, Shangguan Ying was happy in his heart, and was sharp and joy in Lu Ming's sharp sword, because all of this was for himself.
The smiles on the remaining elders' faces were stiff, frozen, and restrained. They were so surprised that they could not imagine and accept this. Many of them rubbed their eyes hard, shook their heads, trying to dispel all the hallucinations, but reality was in front of them, and the corpse, which seemed to have no scars, was getting colder and colder.
Something flashed through the elders' hearts, and then they looked at Shangguan Ying as if they had made an appointment. Seeing that a hint of coldness gradually rose on her firm face.
Jiufeng Sword Master? Lu Ming sneered. Unless he met the same swordsman genius, ordinary swordsmen would not be able to do anything to me even at the peak of swordsmanship! (To be continued.)