The most famous place where the sword madman died.
Under the setting sun, there was a thick blood red in the dark sky, which was so depressing that it was almost suffocating. This situation made many swordsmen who were already worried even more difficult, for fear of what they would encounter next.
When something unexpected appeared, they bravely walked deeper.
As soon as Lu Ming and others came in, they were very lucky to encounter the first ghost swordsman. At least a few seconds ago, Zhuo Ligetu thought so.
However, at this moment, after Zhuoligetu's huge sword that could almost smash a person into a meat pie was slashed at the Ghost Swordsman's head, he immediately realized his mistake.
That's right, he didn't expect that this ghost swordsman would ignore his extremely powerful giant sword and use his life-for-life move. At the critical moment, his small eyes suddenly opened to the limit.
, blooming with an extremely powerful and fierce fighting spirit, and at the same time, an extremely strong momentum burst out from the body, which had already been slashed out.
Under the strong control of his wrist, the giant sword actually shifted a little laterally, barely blocking the Ghost Swordsman's sword, and he himself was also struck by this unnatural move of stopping and changing moves.
The excitement surged all over his body, and his fat face turned red in an instant. For a while, he could no longer gather the chaotic energy.
However, the ghost swordsman ignored him at all. He missed the target with one sword and immediately launched a second sword. The sword's edge was still directed towards Zhuoligetu's throat.
However, Lu Ming's reaction was much faster than that of the Ghost Swordsman. The moment he noticed something was wrong, the sword in his hand had already rushed behind the Ghost Swordsman with a sound that broke through the air. However, his sword did not stab the Ghost Swordsman like before.
The soldier's throat is his knees!
Although Lu Ming had just come into contact with the Ghost Swordsman, from the sword Zhuo Ligetu had just made, he discovered that although the Ghost Swordsman's sword realm was comparable to the human Eight-Edged Swordsman, it was a relatively powerful existence, but she
His brain seems to have only instinct, so he shoots the horse first before shooting the man.
The light of the Samsara Sword in Lu Ming's hand flashed, and the ghost swordsman's right leg, which was exerting force, was suddenly broken into two pieces at the knee. Her body lost support and fell to the ground, throwing up a piece of gravel.
At the same time, Ouyang Luo and Leng Jian also arrived. The powerful and heavy sword force instantly strangled the ghost swordsman into corpses. However, there was no blood splashing, only broken flesh particles flying up.
It's like chopping a large piece of air-dried beef.
The crisis was over, but Zhuoligetu ignored the sword equivalent to one hundred points, sat down on the ground, and quickly began to adjust his breathing.
Lu Ming looked at the broken corpse of the Ghost Swordsman and frowned. The Sword Demon in the Mirror Lake Swamp had his own thinking and judgment, and was as cunning as ordinary adventurers, but the Ghost Swordsman relied entirely on his
They have instincts, don't care about being injured, and don't even know what death is. They only exist to protect their territory and kill.
Although he just met the first Ghost Swordsman, Lu Ming still had a very bad premonition. He raised his head and glanced at the setting sun. As the sun set lower, the air of death and resentment floating around began to become thicker. Thinking about it,
These ghost swordsmen who appeared due to the erosion of resentment and sword energy will definitely become more powerful at night. Now that everyone is on the road and has been busy for a while, it is time to find a place to rest.
"We can't go any deeper now."
At this time, Zhuoligetu opened his eyes, the redness on his fat face faded away, and he regained his previous look. He stood up, patted the dust, and said: "I have heard that the ghost swordsman will be more effective at night.
It's powerful, but we don't have a map now, and we don't know the specific distribution location of the Ghost Swordsmen; secondly, we are tired from traveling continuously, and we just passed the game.
I discovered this after a short battle, so we must find a good place to rest now and survive the first night of this trial safely. Now that you are all waiting here, I will go and survey the surrounding environment.
But don’t worry, after meditating just now, we have regained our fighting strength. If a ghost swordsman comes, he will take my sword."
After Zhuo Ligetu said this, he smiled "hehe", and his strong figure seemed to be walking away, casting a broad figure on the black-red gravel.
"Captain, he is so awesome. If it were me at that time, I would definitely not be able to react." Qing'er looked at the direction Zhuoligetu was walking and said with admiration.
Lu Ming nodded and agreed. After all, in such an unexpected situation, being able to continue fighting calmly shows that his fighting will is very strong. Furthermore, if he temporarily changes the moves that have already been sent, there are
Many swordsmen had their meridians ruptured or even broken because of this. If such a situation occurred in a battle, it would be equivalent to losing everything, but he just meditated and adjusted his breath. The difference was naturally self-evident.
Zhuo Ligetu ran very fast, his eyes constantly checking the surrounding environment. He took the space to raise his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and his face showed solemnity. If Lu Ming hadn't reacted quickly just now, I'm afraid,
There are only two consequences for him: getting injured, or trying to fight back with damage to his meridians.
Obviously, neither of these results is what I want.
Zhuoligetu sighed secretly, and his understanding of the Ghost Swordsman became deeper, especially now that people like him have passed the edge of the trial area, almost to the middle. For this, he must find a
Just have a safe place to spend the night.
At this moment, Lu Ming was squatting on the ground, quietly looking at the broken ghost swordsman, and found that although her body was [***], it was as tough as beef sinew, and the dark bones were glowing with...
The bright color of the layer of metal, so what power do they rely on to survive, and where are their weaknesses?
Lu Ming had to think about these issues. In the next fifteen days, he would inevitably deal with a large number of ghost swordsmen. Otherwise, it would mean that he failed the trial.
It turned out to be here! Lu Ming's pupils shrank slightly and locked on the ghost swordsman's heart. There was a dark mist there that seemed to have lost the ability to gather and was slowly drifting away. Lu Ming stabbed lightly with the Samsara Sword.
In an instant, a jet of black ink-like smoke floated out, like a cuttlefish being squeezed hard.
"It seems that their only weakness is their heart."
Lu Ming frowned. The strength and weakness of the enemy not only depended on their realm, but their weaknesses were equally important. Now that the Ghost Swordsman only had this one weakness, it seemed that the difficulty of the trial was going to be even higher.
Qing'er saw the young master frowning and saying nothing. Ouyang Luo and Leng Jian were always on guard, but no one cared about the ghost swordsman's sword on the ground. If this thing was placed in other teams, they would probably go crazy.
Bar?
Qing'er shook her head helplessly and reached for the sword. However, what she didn't expect was that she thought the sword was similar to the sword in her hand, but she couldn't pick it up even after using the same strength. She couldn't help but be surprised.
After getting up and gaining some strength, I picked it up.
Eighty kilograms! Just by holding it in her hand, Qing'er knew that this sword weighed a full eighty kilograms, and her own five-forged sword only weighed thirty kilograms. But from the outside, there was nothing special about this sword.
Where!
Seeing Qing'er's shocked look, Lu Ming smiled calmly: "This is a sword forged in eleventh grade."
"Ah? Even if you don't exchange points, this sword is still worth a lot of money!" Qing'er said in surprise. After all, in Tiandu City, a ten-forged sword is already quite rare. Unexpectedly, a sword master
The swords wielded by the ghost swordsmen of this level are eleven-forged swords. Doesn’t that mean there are countless good swords here? However, my young master is still very good. He can tell at a glance that this is an eleven-forged sword!
After a short time, Zhuoligetu returned and said: "There is a hill in front and a small cave below. Based on my years of experience in surviving in the wild, there is only one place in this area that is more suitable for us to camp for the night."
"Go and have a look." Leng Jian said directly.
Zhuoligetu chuckled, waved his hand and said: "Let's go, when you see it later, you will know how qualified I, the captain, am."
Lu Ming smiled calmly. If he hadn't believed in Zhuo Ligetu's experience in surviving in the wild, he wouldn't have let him explore the terrain by himself just now. After all, with more people, the target would be bigger.
Everyone followed Zhuoligetu over a hill with sparse vegetation and came to the foot of a relatively larger mountain. Behind a clump of weeds, everyone saw a very hidden cave. Whether to live in a cave or camp, Lu had no idea.
Ming doesn't matter
, the first thing he observed with his indifferent eyes was the surrounding landforms. In the small valley between two mountains, one large and one small, there are roads on both sides. Of course, the roads in this kind of trial place,
It mainly refers to the terrain that people like you can walk on.
The trees on this larger mountain are relatively thick. If there is an emergency that is difficult to control, not only can people like me escape immediately, but they can also hide in this mountain. With their ability to conceal their presence and respond quickly, I believe that
It can definitely turn the situation around as quickly as possible.
In order to be more sure, while Lu Ming was observing the landform, he caused the sword marks to release invisible waves, thoroughly inspecting the surrounding area of 300 meters.
"It's really good here." Withdrawing the power of the sword mark, Lu Ming nodded. Although he was now closer to the edge of the trial area, it was safer this way.
"Hahaha... That's natural." Zhuoligetu smiled proudly, and then plunged into the cave.
Lu Ming glanced at the setting sun, which had only left some residual light, and followed it into the cave. It was indeed not big, but the rare thing was that it was very dry. Horses were not allowed in this trial. In addition to carrying backpacks, everyone had tents.
I didn't bring anything like that, so having this environment to shelter from the wind and rain can be called a paradise in the place of trial. (To be continued.)