The saint frowned. Nangong Huajian's reputation has been famous in Qingyuanzhou for many years. Now, facing a minor child, he will join forces with others and still use this powerful sword formation!
The saint shook his head and sighed. What did this little guy force these geniuses into?
The next moment, the Saint saw Lu Ming rushing up extremely quickly. His speed was so fast that he pulled out a series of afterimages and swung them out for a long time in the sun. However, he was completely opposite to Nangong Huajian and Zhuoligetu. When he sprinted, he was silent. Everything was so light, but he had a very contradictory highway!
Lu Ming stabbed out with a sword, and Zhuo Ligetu's face turned solemnly. When he turned his wrist, the heavy sword immediately rushed down and the hilt was upward, and it smashed it in a horizontal shape like a shield.
Taking defense as an attack? Lu Ming raised his mouth slightly, his wrist slightly shook, and he nailed a heavy sword to his sword.
With a light ding, a spark burst out immediately. I felt Lu Ming's power. Zhuo Ligetu's eyebrows showed a smile. He fought with me head-on? Very good...well?
Zhuo Ligetu just felt that his power was finally available, but found that Lu Ming's sword had evacuated like a dragonfly. The sword edge raised and pointed directly at Nangong Huajian. His speed increased by a large layer again. It seemed that he had actually used the rebound power of his full strength!
The instant change of sword force did not surprise Nangong Huajian, but was reasonable. After all, even if the two people formed a sword formation, he would not ignore even a little of his combat power.
Nangong Huajian's thoughts moved, and the sword in his hand stabbed extremely roundly, with a wave of soft force mixed in it.
Whoosh!
The two swords joined together with bursts of sounds of breaking through the air, as if whirlwinds were circling together. Nangong Huajian's expression changed suddenly and he found that Lu Ming's sword force had swept away his previous skills and became extremely fierce, and it was actually quite comparable to a heavy sword.
The two fought for more than a dozen swords in an instant, but they were incomparable. On the other side, Zhuo Ligetu attacked again. Lu Ming raised his brows, and the sword marks burst out, and he took action in an instant with a sword destroyer.
However, the moment when Zhuoligetu's heavy sword confronted Lu Ming, he quickly retreated and retreated for more than ten steps in a row until outside the battle circle.
Nangong Huajian didn't believe in evil and fought two swords. Then he quickly retreated with surprise on his face, retreated to Zhuo Ligetu, and said, "I lost."
Lost? What's going on? The Saint was stunned again. Although they couldn't win when they fought against Lu Ming, they were not at a disadvantage. Why did they suddenly lose?
"Lu Ming's sword, the great sword master's realm is invincible." Nangong Huajian shook his head speechlessly.
Leng Jian was even more stunned. Nangong Huajian's sword was the best among the swordsmen of Qing Yuanzhou. Why didn't he finish fighting now?
Zhuo Ligetu gently wiped the beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead. In the moment, he smelled the breath of death. The sticky smell that made him unable to escape was really like falling into an ice cave. If he entered the attack range of his sword force, he might really be unable to escape.
Although Lu Ming would not take his life, he is really no match for him. As a swordsman who has experienced many battles, he still has this self-knowledge.
Of course, I would not give in easily! Nangong Huajian raised his eyebrows, but just a moment ago, when his power touched Lu Ming's sword, most of the power would disappear directly. He was definitely not a destructive sword body, but his sword technique had the effect of destructive sword body. In this regard, his sword was already at a disadvantage.
The key point is Lu Ming's sword intent. His sword is so practical. It only has fatal tricks. If he didn't escape quickly, he would definitely be in the Jedi and end up...
A look of ugly appeared on Nangong Huajian's proud face.
Lu Ming pointed his sword at the sky, his wrist trembled, and countless swords were stabbed in an instant, and a jasmine flower bloomed in an instant.
Hiss! What a beautiful jasmine! The saint immediately took a breath of air conditioning, carving the flowers with swords, and using sword energy to form a jasmine flower at this moment. How fast is his sword speed so that every petal of this jasmine flower is so perfect?
The sword flower drifted a few meters away before gradually dissipating. How far did he control his power? Could it be that he had already seen the origin of power?
The saint shook his head and smiled bitterly, but how could this be possible? He is only in his teens! I'm afraid Qing Yuanzhou hasn't gone out yet?
This sword flower made Nangong Huajian even more sure of his wisdom in forming a formation, because he could not do such a perfect method.
Leng Jian didn't care about his sword, but stood there and thought. Several scenes in his brain changed continuously, trying to capture the essence of it.
Lu Ming smiled indifferently. Jian Yi said that everyone's ideas and opinions are different. They are just guidance when they can do it. After all, their opinions are different, and their ways and angles are different.
"Young Master!" Qing'er was not surprised. Her handsome face was filled with a happy smile and she said, "Young Master, you can go find that bad woman now."
"Yes, but you have to finish this trial." Lu Ming also smiled and said.
Leng Jian pulled out his sword on the wooden stake and gently stroked it back and forth, as if facing the loved one, his brain had already begun to rotate, cutting the previous scene into fragments, and starting to replay it continuously in order to find the key points.
"It won't work if this continues!" Zhuo Ligetu shook his big head: "We must think of a way to break Lu Ming's sword."
Leng Jian's face was still cold, but there was a light in his eyes. He nodded and said, "Yes, if we can break his sword, then it will no longer be a problem to hit Qing Yuanzhou."
Nangong Huajian agreed deeply, but he just nodded slightly and said proudly: "There will always be a solution. Let's go and study it with me."
Seeing many brothers and friends leaving eagerly, Lu Ming just smiled indifferently and said nothing. After all, the rules of the second round of competition are the personal competition mode. In this link, the top ten swordsmen in Qing Yuanzhou will eventually be produced. Only these swordsmen are qualified to enter the Jianzun’s tomb to observe and experience it. Moreover, these people are real swordsmen. When emphasizing personal combat power, friendship is friendship. Each of them will do their best to prove their abilities, and there is no need for mercy and charity.
In Lu Ming’s subconscious mind in his career as a swordsman, only such people will be called swordsmen!
Of course, this is just Lu Ming’s personal opinion. After all, what is the principle of a swordsman? No one can explain it specifically on the sword energy continent that has been cultivated for thousands of years in the sword hall, because the swordsmanship is free and in the hearts of the people.
Turning his head to look at the rising sun, Lu Ming walked back to his camp with the sword of the ghost swordsman, because it will take at least three days to rush back to Fenghua City. After returning, the sword hall will immediately organize a competition. This may be very disgraceful to many already exhausted swordsmen, but this is the world of swords, and the fittest survives, so Lu Ming must take advantage of this small time to take a break to consolidate the realm he has just improved.
Time passed quickly. When the trial team walked into Fenghua City, the swordsmen looked at the familiar buildings and the atmosphere that truly belonged to human life, and were all extremely excited.
Lu Ming looked at these sword students. It seemed that this trial left a very deep impression on each sword student. Most of the people who came back alive had a feeling of surviving the disaster and finally returning home. So at that time, many sword students who did not get a good ranking took their team to the restaurant to celebrate.
But for Lu Ming from Earth, he does not have the same sense of belonging to this world as these swordsmen. He is almost the same wherever he is except at home.
The efficiency of the sword hall organization has always been quite high, so the trial ranking has naturally been announced. Lu Ming rescued the Saint of the Sword Hall and naturally won the first place in the first round of the trial. The senior figures of the Sword Hall who brought this news mainly came to welcome the Saint of the Sword Hall!
Seeing the arrogant senior figure in the sword hall sitting in the first place, his smart eyes kept sweeping everyone, Lu Ming couldn't help frowning. It seemed that his plan to consolidate his realm was about to be ruined for the time being.
Although the Saint felt that the senior management came suddenly, it was reasonable. It was just that she had not stayed with Lu Ming enough, because being by his side could make her, who had almost no new ideas or pursuits for many years, except for promotion, and she was very refreshing!
As a swordsman, what else would be more attractive than this one?
Although Lu Ming's surname is very simple and has few words, he can feel that he is actually a person in love, but he is not good at... No, he is not good at expressing, but he can see everything clearly and clearly. From another perspective, if he can do this, then what else should he explain and argue? It feels like a conversation between an adult and a child.
There is no need for explanation or research. It can achieve real communication with just a look and a simple body movement. This kind of contact between geniuses is also more attractive!
Although he is not old, this unique charm has been emitting. And for this period of time, he has been receiving his favors. He can be said to have done nothing except adding burden to them... (To be continued.)