Although Zhuo Ligetu avoided the sword with Lu Ming's full resistance, he was already sweating all over his body at this moment. If it weren't for Lu Ming, I'm afraid he wouldn't be better than the sword that was knocked away by him now.
How good it ended, the gap during this period was too huge, and he also gained a new understanding of Nangong Huajian's power.
However, it was Leng Jian who had a deeper understanding. Seeing Nangong Huajian's sword, Leng Jian's icy face became even colder, because in that battle, he did not surpass himself by much, but in this short period
In a period of time, he has reached the level of a peak swordsman. This speed was beyond the reach of himself. How did he practice?
When one of Nangong Huajian's subordinates saw everyone's surprised look, he suddenly said with a proud face: "Now you know who you are fighting with, right? My boss wants to kill you, so he will raise his hand and crush one to death.
As simple as an ant."
"Hey! It's your honor to be defeated by the sword in my boss's hand, because many people can't even see my boss's face. My boss is not only a genius, but also his luck in swordsmanship is favoring him.
Woolen cloth!"
"That's right! My boss was once a genius who had an adventure. Who among those who have had an adventure is not a genius with great luck? Hehe... To tell you the truth, my boss once hunted an earthly monster.
At that time, I received a sword relic, which was condensed by a peak swordsman!"
It turned out that he got the sword relic! Lu Ming nodded secretly, it made sense, otherwise Nangong Huajian would really have become a genius in cultivating evil spirits.
Although Nangong Huajian hears such flattering words every day, who would get tired of hearing nice words? He looked at Leng Jian even more proudly, a sneer gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth, pointed with his hand, and said lightly: "
Since you have chosen to take action, now the woman will stay as a maid, and the men will all die!"
After hearing Nangong Huajian's order, the eyes of many of his men all lit up. Killing is a scary thing to say, but in the eyes of these people, killing is happiness, and the woman is quite good-looking, the boss
After having enough fun, we can also have some soup! Of course it’s perfect in this barren mountain place!
However, just when these people were about to make a move, Nangong Huajian had already charged forward with his sword. There was a ferocious smile on his proud face. It was the smile that an adult would have when he bullies the weak, and the edge of his sword
Pointing directly at Lu Ming, he will definitely be killed with one sword this time!
Nangong Huajian is a genius, and he is more accustomed to winning, applauding, and accepting people's flattery, so Lu Ming and Leng Jian are still so indifferent and cold in front of him, which is the most incomprehensible to him, and he has to find what he has just lost.
place!
Lu Ming calmly looked at the approaching Nangong Huajian, and immediately shouted softly: "Form up!"
Ouyang Luo has been observing the opponent and judging the overall strength of everyone on the opponent. He is actually a little worse than others. For the current plan, the only way to win is to form Lu Mingjiaoyu's Zhenwu Seven Intersection Formation.
When Ouyang Luo heard Lu Ming's soft drink, he immediately made the strongest reaction. He could not wait to unsheath his soul-chasing sword and stood behind Lu Ming at the same time.
Leng Jian and Zhuo Ligetu stood beside Lu Ming, one on the left and one on the right. Qing'er was between Leng Jian and Lu Ming, also taking the lead.
The five people formed a sword formation almost instantly. Seeing Nangong Huajian coming at him, Zhuo Ligetu was slightly lower in stature, holding his sword in both hands and preparing for it, but a look of pride appeared on his fat face.
The five of them, even Qing'er who is only at the peak level of a swordsman, can still stand alone in this sword formation, and this sword formation is only suitable for geniuses!
Nangong Huajian, who was in the middle of the shooting, saw that the five of them were standing at the angle of a five-pointed star in an instant. It looked like the same thing. It's a pity that in front of my absolutely powerful strength, this kind of sword formation is simply...
Pediatrics.
Nangong Huajian's whole body was filled with a commanding aura, and his sword was firmly locked on Lu Ming. In his opinion, Leng Jian had already been defeated. There was no need to prove anything at the moment. He could just kill him later. He had to do it now.
Defeat this boy with one sword!
The eyes of many of Nangong Huajian's subordinates suddenly opened. After all, there were not many opportunities for the boss to take action himself, let alone the boss taking action with anger?
The sturdy swordsman who was knocked to the ground by Zhuoligetu's sword was also being helped up by his companions at this moment. Although he was in severe pain all over his body and was indescribably uncomfortable, his wrists were also uncontrollably tilted to one side.
It is said that the right hand is useless, but compared to the fact that they angered the boss, it is absolutely nothing, because they will all die!
"Take the sword!" Nangong Huajian shouted softly in his heart and chopped off Lu Ming's head.
The sound of 'hiss' made many of his men's eyes open to the maximum. They felt that the boss's sharp sword seemed to have cut through the sky, and the air was distorted when it was slashed. People looked crooked, obviously speed and strength.
It has reached a peak!
Lu Ming's indifferent eyes calmly looked at the long sword that was gradually coming at him, but he taught everyone the sword formation, which was originally intended to deal with ghost swordsmen. Unexpectedly, the first one to verify its power was the swordsman.
"Alas!" Lu Ming sighed helplessly in his heart, "I had no intention of fighting with others, but they always like to bully the weak and come to trouble me, so that's fine! If I don't argue about anything, I will make others feel that I am
It’s a soft persimmon.”
Look at the sword! Lu Ming shouted softly in his heart, and with a slight movement of the sword in his hand, a Chinese Marrow Sword Technique was formed, and he attacked calmly.
Nangong Huajian sneered in his heart, how powerful can such a sword be? Do you still think that I just hit the sword casually like I just did? This time, I showed my real power! Eh?
Nangong Huajian was suddenly surprised, and his eyes widened. The faint sword strike of this kid turned into a big mountain and pressed towards him at this moment. How could his sword force be so powerful? He was just
What's going on? What's going on?
Nangong Huajian was extremely surprised. His sword intention had been baptized by the sword relics condensed by a master swordsman. How could the sword power bred by this boy's sword intention feel like it was completely superior to him? That was
It feels like a real tall and dangerous mountain is pressing directly on you!
Boom! The two swords collided again. However, what made him feel gratified was that his power still had an absolute advantage. But then he was surprised again, because he suddenly discovered that Lu Ming's mountain-like sword power suddenly broke.
Just like when it appeared, it disappeared without a trace.
Lu Ming knew that he was not strong enough to compete with Nangong Huajian, so as soon as the two swords came into contact, he stopped his sword force, and the sword in his hand followed the trend and pulled him into the prepared position.
In the sword formation.
Nangong Huajian's brows suddenly raised. This boy really didn't dare to take his own sword. Now that he has entered your small circle, is he not infiltrating the flock of sheep? Hum...
The sword in Nangong Huajian's hand suddenly burst into flames. It was like an open umbrella, covering his whole body tightly and stabbing at the surroundings.
A smile suddenly appeared on the face of the strong swordsman, and he was already ready to cheer for the boss. However, he suddenly found that a sword was stabbing at the boss at an extremely tricky angle. He turned his eyes and found that it was actually
That soft and frail woman, but the sword in her hand was completely different from that of a human being. It was already attached to the boss's shoulder, hiss... the sharp sword cut through the clothes, and a line of blood flew out...
Huh? Nangong Huajian, who was attacking with all his strength, suddenly trembled. The sword in his hand kept moving, but he took the time to look at his shoulder. The reason why his whole body was boiling due to his full strength attack was that the blood on the wound was
Flying shot...
Is this, am I injured?
Nangong Huajian's brain didn't react for a while. He couldn't remember the last time he was injured. But among these people, isn't it the woman who is the weakest? She is just a peak swordsman? How could she be injured?
Me? Not the other four? I actually neglected this woman!
Nangong Huajian relied on his own perception ability to see Leng Jian's four figures flying up and down. The sword light was extremely strong. Lu Ming used Tai Chi in his hand, which kept sticking his sword, but it was as fierce as a poisonous snake attacking.
, as light as a dragonfly touching water, only
Make short attacks and never fight hard with him. Zhuoligetu is just the opposite of Lu Ming. His huge body keeps changing positions with everyone, but the sword in his hand is extremely sharp, making a "wuwu" sound.
Keep hitting him.
Ouyang Luo's body was full of murderous intent. He kept silent and stabbed straight, one sword at a time. Although it was simple, each one contained enough killing intent and power.
Seeing the wounds on Nangong Hua's fitness, a smile appeared on Leng Jian's cold face. Although it was a bit ugly, it came from the heart. The power of this sword array itself was already very strong, but the cooperation of everyone was even stronger.
This girl, Qing'er, had hurt him since she first appeared. If this person underestimated Qing'er, he would soon find that he had made an irreparable mistake.
Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...
Amidst the clash of swords, Nangong Huajian found himself standing among the five people, with no way to hide or retreat!
What kind of sword formation is this? Why do you feel like a piece of flesh under the sword?
This is impossible! Nangong Huajian frowned, I am a genius, how could I be suppressed by a sword formation composed of a bunch of ragtag people?
The smile on the strong swordsman's face had stiffened. He didn't expect that the revenge scene he had foreseen did not happen. Why was the boss actually trapped? It looked like he could only parry!
The other subordinates also looked at each other, but they couldn't find any answers from each other. After all, the boss was a peak swordsman. Among the other people, only Leng Jian was once very powerful, but he can't do it now! But
Why is it that Boss is still having such a hard time fighting?
They looked like a group of lambs besieging a gray wolf, and they actually beat the gray wolf into a state of embarrassment...
The subordinates didn’t know how to view this situation for a while. (To be continued.)