Just when he was at a loss and was inseparable, Nangong Huajian saw his subordinates waving his sword to rescue him, his eyes lit up and raised his hand to grab his subordinate's neck, and threw it directly behind him like a sandbag.
Hiss...
With just two light sounds, Jiansheng's body was divided into three sections. The sharpness of the Reincarnation Sword and the Soul Chasing Sword was immediately reflected in the Jiansheng. However, in this moment, Nangong Huajian had successfully escaped from the attack scope of Lu Ming and others. His subordinates retreated in an instant, forming a tight defensive formation in front of him.
Although these sword students were all gathered together, they still did not dare to relax at all, especially the one who stood in front, who was most uneasy. Cold sweat broke out in the palm of his hand holding the sword, which was slippery and wet and uncomfortable. However, in front of the boss, he did not dare to retreat even a little. He knew that although each of them would not be the boss's opponent, the combat power shown by these people together was too strong, and they completely suppressed people like him. It can be said that this kind of combat power should not exist in theory! You must know that the boss had broken many sword formations!
Nangong Huajian's face was relaxed. No matter what, he broke through with his strength. He took a few breaths of comfort, and his proud look filled his face again. What's the point of death? Now that he has come out, this is the most important thing. And as long as he comes out, even if he doesn't have these subordinates, with his strength, he will come without a trace and go there without a trace. And as long as he kills one of them in the future, their sword formation will not be formed. At that time, he will do whatever he wants.
Thinking of this, Nangong Huajian grinned a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, and his proud eyes kept scanning Lu Ming and others, as if he had already decided the ending for everyone.
However, this indifferent boy is more worthy of attention than the Leng Jian. His combat power is so strong and his sense of fighting is so sharp that he is only a little worse than himself. The key is that he is only at the level of a four-front sword master now, but there is absolutely no problem with a seven-front sword master or eight-front sword master. He can even catch a sword he can shoot at will. His ability to challenge him above level is quite strong. When he grows up, how can he be great?
If it were in the Jinghu Swamp, you would have died long ago, and your realm is still bad now! Lu Ming glanced at Nangong Huajian indifferently and sighed helplessly. Even if the person on his side is a master of Yifeng swordsman, he could kill you soon. It’s a pity that his own strength is still lacking too much. Although he has a sword formation to make up for it, it cannot solve the problem of origin. Although he has the chance to kill you, how can your life be compared with Qing'er? No matter how many you are, he cannot get one Qing'er.
However, since the battle has begun and he does not want to end, it will not end. He must not leave a master who may appear at any time or place to sneak attack him. He does not feel tired or troubled.
However, Lu Ming was about to make some moves, but suddenly realized something was wrong. The death aura around him suddenly became much more serious and became as sticky as fog.
Lu Mington felt that things were not good, but the battle was too intense just now. If there was a slight mistake, it would be the price of life. Whether it was his own or his brothers and friends' lives, it was equivalent to his own, so he didn't have the energy to pay any attention to the outside just now.
Lu Ming frowned slightly. Looking at him, he saw that the area of a few hundred meters around him was silently full of ghost swordsmen. At a rough look, there were actually four or five hundred!
Most ghost swordsmen are dressed in disheveled clothes, good or bad. At a rough look, there are four extremely bright clothes, no different from the wealthy rich outside. However, their blue-purple faces seem extremely terrifying in the dark environment that is close to the night, but they are all carrying intact steel swords. The hundreds of steel swords scattered from the sword castle gather together, and there is an invisible huge momentum, like a sword forest!
Lu Ming was surprised to find that the four well-dressed ghost swordsmen were all at the peak swordsman level!
At this time, a tall ghost swordsman escaped from the crowd. His pale pupils glanced at Lu Ming and others, and opened his mouth and said, "The sword hall has brought us a batch of good seedlings this time. I think you are all very good. It seems that our king's resurrection is hopeful, haha, haha."
Everyone was shocked to see the look of the evil wolf in the ghost swordsman's expression of a fresh meat. Although no one has ever said that the ghost swordsman can't speak, it is really creepy to hear this alternative existence speak.
A subordinate next to Nangong Huajian pulled the boss's sleeve lightly, and said in surprise and cautiously: "Boss, look at this ghost swordsman, is it a bit similar to a great swordsman in the sword hall?"
"Yes, boss, why do I think it looks so familiar? I seem to have seen it?"
Hearing his subordinates' doubts, Nangong Huajian looked at the ghost swordsman carefully, his eyebrows suddenly raised, and his eyes widened: "No, after you said this, I really feel that he looks a bit like Zhang Yuanling from the sword hall. I just heard that he came in to explore a year ago and never went back."
"Zhang Yuanling? Is he Zhang Yuanling?" Zhuoligetu looked at the ghost swordsman in surprise: "I have heard outside the Great Wall that there is a great swordsman named Zhang Yuanling who is very powerful. He has entered and left the place where the sword madman died several times, and he returned with a full load every time. He once led an expedition team to go deep into it and risked his life to draw a landscape sketch. Several important gathering points of the ghost swordsman were marked. This is something that the swordsman has been working hard for many years but cannot do! After all, as long as the strong men in the swordsman's realm come in, the ghost swordsman disappeared without a trace. It is impossible to draw a gathering place. Therefore, he has long been valued by the swordsman organization and is one of the key training objects. His future achievements are limitless! How could he become a ghost swordsman?"
"Have anyone outside the Great Wall heard about me? It seems that my reputation was really good at that time."
The ghost swordsman smiled proudly, and then said indifferently: "But those are small things, they are gone. Compared with what I am doing now, it is not worth mentioning at all."
He paused, looked up at the endless horizon, and said piously: "You don't know how great it is to be a ghost swordsman. The cause we are doing will have on the entire sword energy continent! But! It is very difficult for my omnipotent master to transform into a ghost swordsman. The master needs to wake up! The master needs sacrifices!" He said, just like a most devout god worshiper encountered an extreme, and his whole body was instantly excited: "You! You will be very lucky to be one of our noble ghost swordsmen; you! It is the sacrifices sent by the sword hall for my master's awakening!"
"Sacrifice?" Before the swordsmen could wake up from such a large number of ghost swordsmen, they heard this word. They were all shocked. The unknown eyes showed their confusion about the future.
Nangong Huajian's hand holding the sword was also shocked, and a powerful fighting spirit burst out, which inspired all his subordinates to fight cleverly and wake up. He glanced at many subordinates and said coldly: "If you still can't see the facts clearly at this time, then your result is death! Now you are with me... kill!"
After saying that, Nangong Huajian suddenly pulled out a sword flower in his hand, and a sharp aura suddenly burst out. He bit his teeth and rushed forward with force. However, at this moment, a figure had surpassed him and rushed forward first. It was Lu Ming! Unexpectedly, this kid was even more reaction than me. It seemed that he also realized that there was no need to say anything at this time, only killing.
It is the kingly way, he is indeed a good swordsman. Behind him, Leng Jian and four others followed one by one. Under this high-speed movement, their sword formation was almost in chaos, and they cooperated with it.
Nangong Huajian has always felt that his personal combat power can dominate the entire game. After all, there are quite a few sword formations that he has broken in the past, but today he has seen another kind of combat power cooperating power. Each of them has average combat power. However, with the cooperation of that unique sword formation, they can find their position very accurately. Even the little girl who is only at the swordsman level has good combat power. If I can get such a team, it will not be a problem to enter the country. However, they are their opponents and are just temporarily united.
Although Nangong Huajian is cold and arrogant, he is very smart. He has a vision that his family has cultivated over the years. When is the opponent and when is the teammate, the score is quite clear.
The sword in Nangong Huajian's hand immediately cut off the neck of a ghost swordsman. His aftermath was looking at Lu Ming and others, and he saw them pounced directly on the sword hall's great swordsman level like arrows. At this time, two swordsman level ghost swordsman came forward to fight, but they were directly strangled by their sword formation. When their formation changed slightly, they instantly wrapped the great swordsman inside and got trapped.
The one next to them is clear! Nangong Huajian only feels that they move like a dragon, circling flexibly, but after they are fixed there, they are as firm as a mountain, as hard as it is difficult to shake.
At this moment, Nangong Huajian saw the sword formation clearly from another angle, and his heart was even more shocked by the power of the sword formation. However, at the same time, he was also very clear that whether it was a sword formation or a sword technique, if you want to exert your power, it depends on the person. (To be continued.)