Lu Ming narrowed his eyes and moved the wooden sword gently, ensuring that he could draw the sword at the highest speed at all times.
The saint's figure was approaching quickly, fifty meters...thirty meters...ten meters...
It was now! Lu Ming immediately pushed the ground with his feet, and his legs instantly burst out with all his strength, causing his body to jump up suddenly, like a rocket erupting out. The wooden sword pointed directly at the saint's chest and abdomen, and stabbed fiercely.
The saint was shocked. Unexpectedly, Lu Ming was hidden in a small pile of dead grass under her eyes. The next moment, the surprise on her face disappeared and turned into a strange smile.
No matter what, as long as you appear, it's enough. A ruthless light flashed in the saint's eyes, his limbs suddenly stretched out, and his body was strangely pulled out of thin air, and suddenly flew up more than three meters high. He avoided the sudden attack of Lu Ming's sword, and then released a training-like sword energy from his slender fingers.
No! Lu Ming jumped, and the wooden sword in his hand instantly turned into black shadows, mixed with tiny but sharp sword energy. In this instant, he had already burst out all his power.
Lu Ming knew very well that this woman had such a strange body movement. Regardless of whether she was searching for others or not, this was already a naked plot. And through this sword energy, Lu Ming found that this woman's sword realm had crossed the half-step sword master and reached a critical point. She only needed a small step to be a formal sword master.
With a bang, the moment when the two forces hit each other, Lu Ming's small sword energy was shattered by the slash, turning into energy turbulent flows, shooting and dissipating in the night sky. The Saint's sword energy was pressed down again without any effort, like a big hammer, easily breaking everything blocked in front of him.
The saint, cold as Bingxue, smiled proudly again, but she suddenly realized that her sword energy was bounced away the moment she touched Lu Mingmu sword. Although the price he paid was that the wooden sword was instantly covered with cracks, he could actually resist a sword energy of his own.
You know, the gap between him and himself is definitely not as simple as ten small realms. He is a saint trained by the sword hall, and he has the convenient conditions that countless swordsmen dream of. This sword energy displayed in the air is a secret technique taught to him by the sword hall, allowing him to use a sword energy without using a sword before he reaches the sword master.
The saint frowned, and his body suddenly fell down, falling to the position where he had been watching before. Then she stretched her arms and made a false support with her hands. Invisible energy fluctuations came out of her body, and the stinging sword inserted into the ground began to shake out of thin air. After a while, the stinging sword swayed even more violently, as if a carp that was about to break free from the constraints and crossed the dragon gate suddenly shot up.
After Lu Ming's feet landed on the ground, his body immediately squatted on the ground, and his feet were staggered back and forth to ensure that he suddenly burst out with the strongest force at all times.
Hissing...
Lu Ming suddenly felt the unique sound of the thin sword breaking through the air. Looking at the Saint again, nine swords lingered around her, floating up and down in the night sky with her power, looking like a huge octopus.
Lingkong sword? Isn’t this a ability that only the swordsman has at the realm of a swordsman?
Lu Ming frowned. The saint's combat power was indeed strong. Before stepping into the swordsman, he could see the abilities that only the swordsman's realm could have. However, she was obviously not skilled, and controlling nine swords at the same time made her run even more awkward. It seemed that the gimmick was definitely stronger than actual combat, but Lu Ming never underestimated the enemy.
The moment Lu Ming landed, the saint also prepared the offensive. Her slender fingers waved forward, and the nine swords suddenly turned into streams of light and flew towards Lu Ming.
Although the sword is filled with powerful power, it is silent when it flies, and it is also blurred in Lu Ming's perception, but it cannot escape under the power of the sword marks.
Lu Ming used the power of sword scars to view the trajectory of the stinging swords. The combination of these swords was like a bloody mouth with intertwined teeth, and the saint's control over them was still effective, but it did not change much.
Lu Ming couldn't help but hold the wooden sword tightly. At this moment, the wooden sword was completely relied on his sword energy to fill it up so that it did not break. The moment the sword stabbed, Lu Ming moved. His figure flashed to the left, and after two consecutive moves, it appeared ten meters away. Behind him, the dirt that was kicked off was constantly falling, with incredible speed.
"Want to run away? Seeking death!"
The saint raised its eyebrows and moved its legs to chase after it. Xupu's hands changed their palm prints continuously, and invisible forces were poured into the stinging swords. The stinging swords suddenly changed directions and followed the saint's control to chase Lu Ming.
It seems that the Saint Maiden is indeed unable to get too far from her sword, otherwise she would have lost control of the sword, so she could only chase the sword to display her half-step sword-control ability. Lu Ming's body was refracted again, avoiding the attack of two stabbing swords. Then his feet seemed to have roots, and stopped his body. The powerful surname made his feet unable to enter the soil. However, the next moment, his legs suddenly burst out with unprecedented power, pushing his body to the opposite direction, which was the direction the Saint Maiden was chasing, and he actually fitted and collided to the Saint Maiden.
When the saint was killed, he didn't expect that Lu Ming, who had already started running, would run back, and two relatively moving figures suddenly hit one place!
Bang!**The sound of the collision is so violent that it never dissipates under the night sky for a long time and spreads to the distance.
However, the Saint's figure was not as soft as she imagined. At the moment of the collision, Lu Ming felt that her sword energy immediately gathered in front of her, and formed a light shield with a thin color, using the sword energy to protect her body, and she was also wearing a set of soft armor.
However, Lu Ming's instant explosive power was also a burden to the Saint. His left shoulder was as hard as steel, hitting the weakness of the Saint's chest, which made her stunned and retreated backwards. The stabbing sword flying behind Lu Ming landed on the ground again.
"You..." The saint was hit and blood was surging. Her cold face finally showed a hint of shyness, and then turned into infinite anger, shouting almost roaring: "You are shameless!"
"It's shameless than you killing me?" Lu Ming's faint voice sounded unchanged at all. At this time, taking advantage of the opponent's weakness is what a smart person should do. However, the collision just now must have caused him to be even more hurt. I think the Saint must have discovered this, which can be seen from the faint sneer she transformed after her resentment.
"It's best if you don't run away. Now I'll give you the last chance to surrender to me and you won't have to die!" The saint's voice was so cold that it made people's hearts palpitations.
Lu Ming told her the answer with his actions. His figure accelerated again, and at the same time, the wooden sword in his hand still used sword skills. In this short moment, the power of his master's swordsman completely exploded.
Under the night sky, two Lu Mings suddenly appeared, attacking the saint on the left and right. Among the two figures, there were afterimages. It was always seen that the wooden sword had its own unique color and stabbed out with a ruthless chill.
Lu Ming knew that the Saint was wearing soft armor, which would greatly reduce the power of his wooden sword, so the position where his sword stabbed was chosen to be weak in both ribs and throat.
Without waiting for the answer, she ushered in a fierce murderous intent. The saint's beautiful face immediately twisted hideously. She let out a sharp shout. Under the moonlight, she was as cruel as a female wolf. Her hands suddenly lifted up, and the stabbing swords shot up again, stabbing towards Lu Ming's vest in the opposite direction.
In the darkness of a mountain not far away, Cheng Zifeng was in a relatively low place, using river water to clean the wounds. He knew that if he did not control his injuries, he would not be able to walk back alive. It was hidden and watery here, which was an ideal place for healing.
"Lu Ming, when I recover from my injury, I must kill you!" Cheng Zifeng cursed, and then he glanced at the rushing and shocking river, moved his injured body cautiously, and reached out to clean it.
Suddenly, he heard an extremely loud scream, and even the sound of the river running wildly could not be covered. He immediately realized that this was the voice of the saint, and stood up regardless of his injuries and looked at the battlefield not far away.
He was immediately shocked. Looking down from above, Lu Ming's figure was completely unaware, and only afterimages marked that he had passed by here.
This is Lu Ming's real strength, right? Cheng Zifeng was stunned. If Lu Ming had fully developed his strength at that time, he would have died! But he would not have thought that the Saint would send someone to come, and she would also come in person in the end, right?
Cheng Zifeng felt a little joy in his heart, and he quickly looked over again. Although Lu Ming was extremely fast, behind his figure, there were flying swords, like the fangs of a giant beast, chasing Lu Ming's figure tightly, and he was about to bite it down.
"Kill him and bite him to death!" Cheng Zifeng secretly carried his energy for the saint, and then he saw two figures immediately entangled. He frowned and found that he could not see clearly the situation on the battlefield. Only the sword light and blood flashed alternately, and he didn't know whose blood it was.
However, the Saint's sword is really enviable! Cheng Zifeng was shocked. This kind of sword is not an individual with reading power. At the beginning, it was a giant sword. After decades of essence and blood nourishment by the powerful swordsman, he had the breath of the swordsman, and then he used the means of skilled craftsmen to create these swords like multiple tyrants. These are all told by his master, not everyone knows it. I think Lu Ming should not know it.
However, logically speaking, the saint should have a mother sword. Only by using the mother sword can these son swords be driven, so what about the mother sword? (To be continued.)