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Chapter 312: Sword Edge Senhan

The attention of the Destruction Sword Saint was also attracted. He glanced at the wooden section and couldn't help but nodded secretly. The location of the wooden section was the toughest part of a tree. It would be quite difficult to cut it without using true energy. Now it seems that Lu Ming, the child, wanted Nangong Huajian to be familiar with the flexibility of his left hand by cutting the wooden sword, and find out where he lacked power use, so that he could prescribe the right medicine.

Not bad! A very novel way, unique with the master's eye. The Destruction Sword Saint smiled with satisfaction.

Nangong Huajian took the Mu Duan, smiled and said, "Although I have given up practicing swords, I have been cutting the wooden swords. This is a habit that I have developed over the past year."

"Well, I'll teach you later. Before that, I have to move my body a little." Lu Ming smiled indifferently, and said while cutting the wooden sword: "It should be coming soon."

Well? The Destruction Sword Saint's eyes lit up. Did this child discover an enemy a thousand meters away? It seems that this must be the case, but even in my perception, the seven people had only appeared less than ten minutes before the child discovered it? He was just the realm of a five-front sword master?

The Destruction Sword Saint was very surprised. It seemed that Lu Ming, the child, had a very powerful perception ability!

No matter when the enemy is discovered in advance, there will be a guarantee. The old sword master nodded with a smile. His disciple has such perception ability, which is a very stable self-protection ability in his future career in the swordsmanship.

It was not until this time that Zhuo Ligetu sensed the appearance of those people, and it was very vague. He was shocked and praised it. After seeing Lu Ming's disappearance, his perception ability was improved compared to a year ago!

Nangong Huajian looked at the faces of everyone and couldn't help but shake his head secretly. They had sensed these people early in the morning, but at this moment, they could sense that the gap between them was no longer a little bit.

I met again. Nangong Huajian smiled bitterly again. Although this time it was not targeted, it could be seen how failed he had in Fenghua City this year.

In the darkness, Yang Weide's horse speed was not very fast. He restrained all his breath, and the horse's hooves were wrapped in a thick layer of cotton cloth. In this way, he could not only conceal the traces to the greatest extent, but also silently approach the enemy and give everyone a surprise!

When they see themselves suddenly appear, their faces must be very exciting, right?

Yang Weide raised his eyebrows. Behind him, in addition to Xiao Fan's four subordinates, he also had his own master. Although he was only in his forties, he was a real peak sword king realm powerhouse and a genius figure outstanding in the entire empire. He is expected to have a lot of hope to reach the sword master realm within 30 years and become one of the overlords of the entire continent.

The other person is his junior brother. He knew that he was going to teach a few people a lesson and had to follow him whatever he said, wanting to see the power of the peak great sword master during combat.

Yang Weide grinned and smiled proudly and silently. In fact, this is all unnecessary. His master balanced the other two older people, and left those crooked people. He didn't beat them all with one sword?

The short battle is nothing to notice, alas! Who made me younger brother young?

While thinking, Yang Weide moved forward steadily. The bonfire was obvious in the dark. Obviously, these people were rookies, otherwise how could there be such a time to light a bonfire?

Yang Weide finally stood silently behind Lu Ming and the others. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, trying to make a sudden roar, which scared everyone. However, when he was inhaling secretly, he found that everyone around the bonfire was looking at him, with an expression on his face as if he was watching a show.

Did I be discovered? All of them discovered? It shouldn't be! Yang Weide kept whispering in his heart. If they had discovered themselves for a long time, they would have been like facing a great enemy. How could they be so casual? And there was a little girl who was still blinking her innocent eyes, as if she was looking forward to a good show that she had long wanted to start. She was a great swordsman, even though she was at the peak, could she discover herself?

No, no matter what, at least one person still didn't find himself. He had been cutting the wooden sword and had already been peeled. However, in his opinion, the wooden sword was cut too casually and did not look like a swordsman at all.

With the last sword, Lu Ming cut the entire wooden sword well. He really cut the wooden sword casually because he could not use a good sword to attack such an opponent.

"Who is it? You want to challenge Lord Xue Mei?"

Yang Weide's voice that was partial to the middle surname was originally quite nice, but in his arrogant and domineering attitude, under the outline of the bonfire, he looked like a thousand-year-old demon. His eyebrows were raised high and he said arrogantly: "Just you, I want to challenge Lord Xue Mei? What do you have..."

"Give your sword a chance to decide the outcome, don't be so troublesome." Lu Ming's faint voice sounded. He reached out and grabbed the hilt of the wooden sword, walked forward.

The middle-aged man behind Yang Weide walked forward and stood near Yang Weide at an extremely exquisite distance, so that the other two masters could prevent the sudden attack from happening.

The middle-aged man had been looking at the two older swordsmen and also found some clues about their identities. However, the empire was so great that the strong men were in one side and almost never met. The strong men who met were either friends or mortal enemies, otherwise there was almost no need to meet.

However, in the sword realm of these two people, one is above themselves and the other is below them, but there is no such thing as a minimum. However, there will be no such thing as neutralization on the sword. If you start, you will either escape or fight to the death, but you will never have the chance of winning.

"So you are here too, so I'm here, but that's just right."

The middle-aged man thought for a moment and said proudly: "I, Zhang Yancang, His Majesty of the Imperial Court, personally named Luo Yanshan Mountain. I am here today not to bully the small ones, but to be a witness to the growth of my disciple's swordsmanship, that's all."

After Zhang Yancang said that, he smiled proudly, and then quietly winked at his apprentice, indicating that you can let go of everything if you have yourself.

After receiving the master's secret promise, Yang Weide looked at Lu Ming with a very arrogant look, then stretched out a finger and said proudly: "Since you have chosen to destroy yourself, that's fine! With one sword, I can completely destroy you with just one sword."

Lu Ming nodded lightly and said, "Okay."

Hearing Lu Ming's faint words and his calm breath, Yang Weide frowned. Although I could not clearly feel the aura on his body, it would definitely not exceed the level of a great sword master. At most, it was just a five-faced sword master. Facing a master like himself, he was still indifferent to his face and his heart was not beating, and he didn't even change any changes. It was really annoying!

But from this point of view, is this person so arrogant? He dares to challenge Lord Xue Mei. It seems that only such a person can do such behavior.

Lord Xuemei is a real goddess. In the future, she will definitely become a goddess above the entire continent. Even if such a small reptile is stuck to Lord Xuemei, it will be a blasphemy to the adults!

He shouldn't have appeared in the sight of adults!

Yang Weide let out a secret breath, adjusted his mentality, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was actually successfully angered by a small reptile. It seems that he just wanted to attract other people's attention through this, right? Alas! This kid really wants to become famous and crazy!

Yang Weide looked directly over Lu Ming and turned to the front. The Destruction Sword Saint and the Old Sword Master were using a very small dagger to concentrate on dealing with the braised beef in front of him. Two jars of old wine were also opened. Under the baking of the bonfire, a long and faint fragrance of wine drifted out. Although there was only one piece of meat and two jars of wine, it was a pleasure in this empty wilderness.

However, after the Master said something, they did not respond at all. It seemed that they did not buy Master’s account?

Experts generally pay great attention to promises and do what they say, but they do not express their opinions, which shows that they are likely to take action against themselves after they defeat Lu Ming. If they suddenly break out, it is probably even a master. Whether they can successfully save themselves is unknown. After all, they are two people.

After looking at Yang Weide's uncertain face, Lu Ming said calmly: "None of them will do anything. You just follow me and give a testimony to what will happen next."

Zhang Yancang was also very unhappy. What kind of identity and dignity he is? These two old men were still eating cheap braised pork and drinking the most ordinary wine. They seemed to be very satisfied. They were simply too arrogant, silently rampant!

Humph! Wait, after my apprentice beat your apprentice away, I see how you are still arrogant. When I send your apprentice away, I will come back to show you something good!

Yang Weide finally waited for the other party's promise, and his eyes suddenly glared, and the murderous intent that had been prepared in his heart immediately burst out, like a surging tide, constantly rushing towards Lu Ming.

At the same time, Yang Weide gently pulled out the sword in his hand, and the sharp sword edge slowly rubbed against the scabbard, making a series of sour sounds, spreading far away in the quiet night sky.

As soon as the sword edge was unsheathed, although the red light of the bonfire was shining on it, it burst out with an extremely cold chill. The bone-thrusting chill kept hitting the hearts of everyone present with the sound of teeth, which made people feel palpitations. (To be continued.)


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