Lu Ming took two steps forward and said lightly: "Get out the sword."
"I can't tell, you're still very arrogant!"
Yu Xiaopeng raised his eyebrows and walked forward two steps forward with his body shaking his body. At the same time, his whole body's strength began to continue to rise. The sword energy driven by his mental power instantly rose to the extreme. His clothes were no longer wind-free, as stiff as a blind, making a snap sound, and a powerful aura suddenly burst out.
"Okay! The boss is amazing!"
“老大一剑废了他,把这些外地人赶出风华城!”
"That's right, just because they still want to challenge Lord Xue Mei? Don't urinate and look at yourself!"
The subordinates behind Yu Xiaopeng screamed excitedly because they knew that once the boss was lucky, the clothes on his body could be compared with Tie Yezi. The ordinary power would take some trouble to stab him with a sword. This is the wonderful benefit brought by the powerful sword realm. Several subordinates had already begun to foresee the wonderful expressions of the other party after his failure and injury. They must have disbelief and were extremely surprised. Then they felt ashamed, and got out of Fenghua City in shame with injuries!
With a buzzing sound, several men suddenly felt that their eardrums were almost torn apart. They immediately understood that the boss had already set off his sword.
Yu Xiaopeng did not use any sword skills at all. He just stabbed with a simple sting. There was a cruel smile on his lips. He reached the power of the eight-step sword master and could have entered the category of the strong nationwide. The pitiful power of the opponent's swordsman was no longer needed any tricks. Any swordsman could completely destroy him and kill him by relying on his strength!
During the battle, unless it is a life-for-life fighting method, the opponent will have to resist this sword, otherwise the sword that locks his throat will definitely be a killer!
Jianfeng was sent to Lu Ming as if carrying a ticket to the Road to Death.
Lu Ming glanced at the other person and guessed what the other person was thinking, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Qing'er blinked. The indifferent young master of Pingyueli was the real young master. At this moment, he showed a smile, which was an absolute danger signal. It seemed that he wanted to slap the other party loudly.
This kid became arrogant and even mentioned that woman, and he wanted to keep Nangong Huajian. Although he didn't say that, he must have this purpose, which touched the young master's chance. It seems that he really doesn't know how to write the word "life and death"!
At the same moment, Lu Ming moved, and the power of a great swordsman was simple and unpretentiously stabbing a sword.
The sword slowly and gently floated, as if he hadn't eaten enough. Yu Xiaopeng's sword also stabbed through it, but it felt tasteless. However, the power in his hand increased a little more and he sneered again: "In the past, I was used to eating delicacies and seafood, and it was also good to try the wild food occasionally."
With a tingling sound, the two sharp swords hit one point, making a light sound like the tip of a needle falling to the ground.
Feeling the insignificant power on the opponent's sword, Yu Xiaopeng laughed and sent the sword forward again.
Huh? Yu Xiaopeng was stunned for a moment. Originally, after his sword touched the opponent's sword, he should have knocked the opponent's sword away. Then his sword would not be hindered at all and stabbed directly into the opponent's throat. Only then would he stop, which shocked him in a cold sweat and would not dare to take the sword again.
Now his sword did touch the other party's sword, but how it felt like it was difficult to describe the power. In short, it was extremely difficult to deal with, as if it had pierced into a thick spider, but his sword was still not moving...
Why is this happening? Yu Xiaopeng asked himself a question that he thought he was idiotic, but at this moment, a vigorous force burst out, and Yu Xiaopeng could no longer hold on to the sword.
With a shout, Yu Xiaopeng's sword flew out of his hand. He looked at his sword in surprise, drew an arc, flew more than 30 meters away, and then he exhausted his strength and fell to the ground.
Click...
As soon as the sword tip touched the ground, the sword body instantly shattered, turning into pieces of steel, scattered all over the ground, emitting light reflected from various angles in the sunlight.
How could this happen! Yu Xiaopeng opened his mouth in an instant. The other party clearly had only the power of a great swordsman. Even just now, he was still the power of a great swordsman, but how could his sword fly? And he shattered into the ground without any room for resistance?
If the young master had released a sword energy casually, you would have died long ago. Qing'er looked around boredly, trying to find something more interesting than this one.
Nangong Huajian frowned. Lu Ming's sword just now had only the power of a great swordsman, and it was not the power of a sharp weapon. However, at the moment when the two swords fought, the sword body emitted a slight vibration that could be ignored. Then, the vibration was superimposed, as if it had attacked dozens of swords of the opponent in an instant, and it looked like dozens of swordsmen besieging a great swordsman...
It turns out that swordsmanship can be used like this. When Nangong Huajian's eyes lit up, he suddenly realized that Lu Ming's sword was completely used for him to see, otherwise he wouldn't have to do this at all. Just one sword would be done.
"Waste." Lu Ming said lightly: "You don't know what a sword is. Next time you want to come out and show off your power, just practice it carefully, waste."
Looking at Lu Ming's indifferent face, the indifferent words he spoke were pricked in Xiaopeng's heart like sharp needles, but he really couldn't think of how he lost.
He couldn't help but ask himself: "How can I lose? How could I lose? He is obviously the power of a great swordsman, but I am the great swordsman of the eight swordsman!"
Lu Ming turned around and patted Nangong Huajian on the shoulder and said, "Let's go."
The crowd got on their horses and walked forward. The old Sword Master and the Destruction Sword Saint did not even look at Yu Xiaopeng at all, because they had already foresawed this result.
When Nangong Huajian's horse Xing reached Xiaopeng's side, he stopped for a moment and said calmly: "This time you can't stop me, so I'll leave. Next time I come back, I will challenge you first."
As he said, he kicked the horse away, leaving only Yu Xiaopeng, who was completely stunned, and his stunned subordinates. The result they had predicted before was verified by his boss.
Behind a bush not far away, Xiao Fan and his friends looked at each other. They looked at each other, but they had no way to find any answer. However, they wanted to go back to report the news, and they had almost left the city. When they ran back to report the news, Nangong Huajian and others must have run away without a trace.
What to do, what to do! Xiao Fan watched Lu Ming and others go further and further away, and suddenly he was in a hurry.
Humph! Yu Xiaopeng snorted viciously, and there was no sword in his hand, but he had no way to vent. He glanced at Lu Ming's back angrily and said with gritted teeth: "You can defeat me, but if you take Nangong Huajian like this, it will definitely not work! One day, I will kill you completely!"
"Boss, this kid is really amazing, and the two older people behind him are not simple at first glance. This time, it may be that they were secretly helping."
"Yes, boss, otherwise how could you defeat you just by relying on an ordinary boy? So we must not let them go, otherwise if they add some materials to this matter, your name as the second-generation young man in Fenghua City will be ruined!"
"Boss, now we can only notify Boss Yang and ask him to take action. And on the other hand, we are waiting to notify Lord Xue Mei, and we say that someone is going to challenge her. We can't stop it. In this way, we will not be passive and will not let Boss Yang steal too much limelight. Anyway, these people will be beaten and destroyed by then, and there is no way to prove it."
"Well, what you said makes sense." Yu Xiaopeng sorted out his emotions, took a deep breath, and then said, "Come on, get the carrier pigeon and send a letter to both parties."
Hulala, two carrier pigeons were released into the sky, carrying letters, one left and one right, flying in both directions.
Xiao Fan and others felt extremely relieved when they saw the pigeon. They looked at each other and felt that Lu Ming and others would never be allowed to run out of their palms. So they decided to continue to follow Lu Ming and others, waiting for the arrival of reinforcements.
Lu Ming was not aware of what happened behind him. If he knew about it, he would definitely move forward. In his opinion, it would be best if someone reported the news, so as not to find the woman without being there.
The sound of horse hooves running was like the sound of a clock, which gradually knocked the sun down the mountain. Night soon came. Zhuoligetu chose a small hill that was dry with the wind, and everyone set up camp.
The Destruction Sword Saint and the Old Sword Master looked around the surrounding environment and found that there was a water source near the hillside, and there was a small path leading to the mountain. On the other side was a cliff, which could minimize the probability of being attacked. It was a very good garrison place nearby. The two elders nodded one after another, very satisfied with this place.
Soon, several simple tents were built, a small bonfire was burning, and a small pot was placed, making the campsite look even more like it.
While everyone was busy, Lu Ming went out to find two trees, brought back a few pieces of wooden sections, and then sat around the bonfire with everyone, took a piece of wooden section, put it in front of Nangong Huajia, and said, "Come on, you can cut a wooden sword first." (To be continued.)