At the beginning of the battle, there were not many people on Shangguan Ying's side, but as he was fighting, he mobilized people from the rear to command the two great sword masters to beat him up and found that the combat power of these three people was extremely strong, but Shangguan Ying's sword realm was the highest!
How could this happen? Shangguan Ying was still a great swordsman a few days ago? The great swordsman was commanding, and one was surprised. After the death of Prince Zhen, he had already become the head of the sword sect, but the reality was cruel. With just one encounter, his own people died nearly twenty times. Such a battle situation made him unable to command calmly anymore.
The great swordsman moved his foot quietly, and his short and fast pace quickly narrowed the distance between him and Shangguan Ying. When he just discovered that her sword realm was very high, he also found that her swordsmanship was awkward and could not use her own strength well. Just a few great swordsmen forced her to be in a hurry and even suffered some injuries. Now as long as he took her, the battle would be won, and all the results of victory would be included in his own pocket. Prince Zhen's heroic reputation could not be planned, and he would make himself a wedding dress one day.
Thinking of all kinds of benefits, the great sword master was screaming with excitement. He suddenly jumped up in the air, and the sword in his hand instantly pulled out sword flowers, covering Shangguan Ying firmly.
"Design the formation!" Lu Ming shouted softly.
The indifferent voice made the great sword master tremble all over. He subconsciously pursued the sound and found the source, but found that the other party's indifferent eyes directly passed the sword in his hand and fell into his eyes.
The great swordsman's eyes suddenly felt sore, and the coldness pierced his pupils like a steel needle. His heart skipped a beat, as if he was thinking of the boy's expression when Prince Zhen was dying.
At this moment, a sword energy appeared in front of the great sword master without warning. When he saw the sword energy, his face turned distorted because the sword energy had cut into his chest. However, the hysterical roar he wanted to make was replaced by gushing blood fountains.
Shangguan Ying held the sword in both hands, and this sword energy was so perfect, just like the look that Lu Ming put on. The anger and depression accumulated in his heart were also vented with the sword.
Shangguan Ying trembled with excitement and killed a great sword master who could be a strong man on one side with one sword. This kind of record was something she had been thinking about before but could not achieve.
Immediately, Shangguan Ying stood behind Lu Ming, formed a cone sword formation with Ouyang Luo on his right, and inserted it into the team of these swordsmen.
Lu Ming was very clear about the current situation. Although his combat power was strong, the number of opponents was large, with a hundred people. The sword energy and sword energy consumed now must be compensated by cultivation.
The three of them joined forces, like a multi-functional meat grinder. Whether the opponent is brave or afraid, there are screams everywhere, mixed with blood and bones flying.
Another great swordsman looked at the scene in horror and retreated. He subconsciously kept swinging his sword to signal his hands to rush down. However, the bodies behind him became tripping horses, which almost made him fall to the ground several times. He looked around for a week before he found that in this battle of only more than half an hour, he was the only one who was still alive.
He twisted his body, raised his legs and ran away, but before the legs he had just raised had fallen, a hot sword pierced into his back heart and penetrated from his chest. He knew that the reason why this sword was hot was because it killed too many people and was soaked by body temperature and blood.
When the man fell, Shangguan Ying's long hair was still flying. She held the sword in both hands, slapped her upper body slightly, and her chest was rising and falling rapidly. In her gritted teeth, there was constant heat spraying outwards. Her beautiful face was full of murderous aura, and she was trying hard to find the next target. Although two more wounds were added to her body, her slender body could still burst out with powerful explosive power at any time. The twenty corpses behind her were the best proof.
This small hill was already in a mess, with only these three people standing there. In the breeze of the hillside, it was like a triumphant general, accompanied by a small blood flow, rushing down the hillside.
Lu Ming walked calmly among the corpses, and indifferently repaired a few swordsmen in his hand, sending a few swordsmen covered with blood to get away from this world, allowing them to reunite with their companions.
Until there was no more surviving, Lu Ming came back. The battle was cruel and he consumed most of his sword energy. After all, there were too many people on the other side, so even if he counted one by one, he would have to count it for a while.
Seeing Lu Ming walking back calmly, Shangguan Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief, but she was not as tired as she had after the war, and was completely excited. She said: "These are the most elite members of the Lingzhen Sword Sect. This time, this sect will be behind ten years, and I don't even need to do anything. Other bullied sects will deal with their residual forces. Thank you, for letting me solve this crisis with my own hands."
"Don't forget, I am the number one guest of the Zhentian Sword Sect, let's go." Lu Ming smiled faintly and walked towards the Sword Sect. In life, it is rare for people who can be the word "friend". Lu Ming is more clear when he experiences family and friendship. Helping the right person is actually equivalent to helping himself. In terms of real heart-to-heart talk, there is no difference.
Lu Ming never rashly makes friends, but he will do his best to do everything for friends he can identify with.
When the three of them left, the atmosphere did not seem to be more harmonious than before, but it seemed to add something invisibly.
Shangguan Ying knew that only now can he be considered a true comrade-in-arms. Before, he had always been a spectator.
The elders, who were originally divided into several factions and did not deal with them at all, sat together in harmony at this moment, and everyone's expressions were very good.
The elder said in a low voice: "Where did the young master go? Why can't even find her shadow in the entire sect? There are also the third elder. Second elder, you have a good relationship with the third elder. Don't you know what he is going to do?"
"I... how could I know?" The second elder's heart burst into sweat, but said toughly: "I have a good relationship with the third elder, but that's because I have a lot of consensus on the sect's discussion. I'm also doing it for the sect's goodness. Is this all wrong?"
"The second elder doesn't have to worry about it. The eldest elder is also worried about the young master." The fifth elder stroked his beard with a smile, and then said, "I have been confirmed by the disciples who were taken away by the third elder. He did not return to his mountain last night and left halfway. At this time, the disappearance of the young master and the disappearance of the third elder seem to be directly related to the disappearance of the third elder."
The Sixth Elder nodded, "I think we should issue a sect hunting order to the Third Elder now, and immediately investigate the disappearance of the Young Master. You can't wait for this matter anymore, otherwise the Young Master may be in danger of his life..."
"Report to all elders, the young master is back." After a burst of hurried footsteps at the door, the voice of a disciple sounded.
"Where?" The second elder jumped and quickly got up and asked.
"It's at the foot of the mountain." The disciple bowed and bowed.
The second elder ran out of the conference hall and stood at a position that could overlook the road. Sure enough, under the mottled tree, three figures walked slowly towards the mountain, but the three of them... was it blood? Is this blood theirs or someone else's?
The second elder's pupils tightly, and the three people's eyes were full of blood marks everywhere. The key was the young master. There were still a few obvious scars on her body, and blood lines were flowing downwards. Although the three people were not fast, they were covered with a boiling murderous aura. A sharp aura spread out between their steps. Even the birds in the woods were also eroded by the murderous aura and flew away.
Several other elders also rushed over. Seeing this scene, they were all shocked by the invisible but existent murderous aura.
"What did this boy Lu Ming do to the young master?" The fifth elder saw the blood on the three of them and the injuries on the young master, and seemed to have thought of how cruel the battle scene was. However, today the young master has completely escaped from his previous youth, and his whole body is filled with a cool and heroic posture. His beautiful little face is also full of murderous aura. In this short day, her temperament has completely evolved as if she has been transformed.
The disciples who rushed over after hearing the news also found that although their young master was covered in blood, his courage and murderous body had never been before.
Shangguan Ying walked forward at a constant speed. She was excited and excited, but the one who occupied most of her heart was gratitude and deep gratitude to Lu Ming. This indifferent man helped him realize things that could only be repeated in his dreams, and he had nothing to repay him. Although he knew that he didn't care about these things, Shangguan Ying would inevitably feel guilty in his heart.
He exhaled a gentle breath in his heart. Shangguan Ying stood at the gate of the conference hall, turned around calmly, glanced at every elder and disciple in front of him with murderous eyes, and announced in the posture of a victorious person: "Just just now, the three of us went to the entrance of Nanhe Town and intercepted and killed Prince Zhen."
"What? Is there such a thing?" The eldest elder's thin body was shocked. He looked at Shangguan Ying in disbelief with surprise, and then at Lu Ming and the treacherous man beside him. However, the three of them were not as old as him, so how dare they do such a shocking thing?
The other elders looked at each other. In any case, the prince's real realm and talent were there. Now that the three of them can come back alive, it means that the result has been successful!