Qing'er's face changed and she was about to refute. At this time, Lu Ming had already stabbed out with a sword. He rushed forward calmly and indifferently, and at the same time, his faint voice came: "I will break ten thousand swords with one sword."
"Breaking ten thousand swords with one sword? It's simply a dream. Today, you have to pay the price for your ignorance!"
Yang Weide let out a fierce roar, but when he increased his strength again, and had already reached the limit of his meridians, he found that although Lu Ming was just stabbing a sword, his sword was pointing directly at the flaws of his sword technique during the process!
That feeling was like being directly sprayed into the eyes by the venom of a venom of a venomous snake.
But my sword technique was personally taught by the Sword Saint, how could a young boy see through it?
Yang Weide was shocked, and the cold sweat on his back was already wet with his clothes at this moment. He secretly warned himself to calm down and see the other party's sword clearly.
He calmed down and observed Lu Ming's sword again.
This sword did not have any fancy sword skills at all, just such an ordinary sword, but his sword seemed to be everywhere. He had changed his footwork several times in a row, but his sword still pointed directly at his flaw, and he just moved the tip of the sword...
Yang Weide was stunned. His brain quickly recalled countless battles, but he had never encountered such a situation since his fifteen years of practicing swordsmanship. He thought in a panic: "I use the Sword Saint's unique sword technique! How could it point directly at my flaw? How could there be such a sword?"
Xiao Fan, who was raising his fists to cheer Yang Weide, gradually slowed down. He blinked and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with the boss? Why do you seem to be undecided?"
"Yes, the boss was so powerful at the beginning. Now it seems that he can't bear to beat that kid?"
Zhang Yancang, who had been focusing on the two elders secretly, heard the whispers of the boys behind him, and immediately moved his attention back. It would be fine if he didn't look at it, but he was shocked when he saw it.
Originally, it would be very easy for his disciple to beat Lu Ming, but now it seems that he is under such a great pressure? Although his swordsmanship is only 30% decent, hitting Lu Ming is definitely easy and pleasant?
Wait... Zhang Yancang's brows were locked tightly. Why did Yang Weide's sword move intermittently? It seems that he was going to use the second sword of the Flying Three Swords, stormy waves?
"Stormy waves!"
Yang Weide's face was covered in sweat, and a nearly crazy cry in his heart was that the moment before Lu Ming's swords attacked, he frantically reversed the sword's momentum and immediately transformed from the big waves to the storm.
The power of the second sword is indeed more amazing than the first sword. Just as he used it, his aura suddenly rose to a higher level again. The overflowing sword energy had already disturbed the airflow around him. Looking in the night sky, it was like a powerful firework being set off. If the sword he had before was a Mianmeng Wattou, then this sword had completely transformed into a real huge wave. Even if there was a mountain in front of him, he could level it!
The Destruction Sword Saint and the Old Sword Master were both shocked again. Unexpectedly, this kid was young and had already practiced the second sword, and had reached the level of 20% decentness, and his power was even more amazing. However, they immediately discovered that Lu Ming was still stabbing straight, and there was no change in his indifferent face. In this way, the two swords intersected one place, and the real sword striker intersected one place.
However, there was no sword energy to touch, no overflowing sword shadows, and no big sparks that collided when two swords attacked, only time seemed to slow down hundreds of times.
Yang Weide clearly saw the two swords fighting each other, and then Lu Ming's sword picked out his sword from a very tricky angle and slid over.
Um……
The wooden sword pierced into Yang Weide's chest, causing him to let out an instinctive groan. However, his eyes, even his body, and his sword, had not yet reacted, and still maintained the posture of the sword rising when he was lifted away by Lu Ming.
Yang Weide was stunned. When he felt that the wooden sword's not sharp edge was pierced into his chest, the pain caused by stabbing into his chest was hundreds of times more painful than the steel sword. Even the wood silk that had not been cleaned on the wooden sword, scraping it on his flesh was heartbreaking.
But he was still stunned, and the moment when the two swords were fighting in his mind was constantly replaying. Lu Ming's sword was simply omnipresent, even everywhere. No matter how he changed his sword force and sword technique, his sword still found his flaw very accurately. The wooden sword easily broke through the fatal hole and then stabbed into his chest.
How could this happen? He couldn't find the answer, but this couldn't stop the shouting in his heart.
Lu Ming gently pulled the wooden sword, and Yang Weide staggered and fell to the ground.
"Disciple!" Zhang Yancang screamed suddenly, his figure flashed, and he stood directly behind Yang Weide, holding him in his hand. Seeing a hole in his chest gushing with blood, he quickly pointed his fingers, sealed the meridians, and the blood gradually controlled it.
However, Zhang Yancang's face was as pale as Yang Weide. As soon as he stopped the bleeding, he had already discovered that several very important meridians on Yang Weide's chest had been completely broken. Although he was not dead, he was already a completely useless man.
Zhang Yancang felt cold and his feet were unsteady. He took two steps back before he was supported by Xiao Fan and his men who had reacted.
Xiao Fan and his men were already stupid and didn't know what to say. They only had their eyes rolling around, but they had no focus at all, because they knew that Yang Weide, but Zhang Yancang had devoted ten years of hard work to build the first person in the younger generation of Fenghua City, and would soon become the first person in the younger generation of Qingyuanzhou. But such a promising swordsman was actually destroyed by someone with a wooden sword! How could he not be stunned?
Zhang Yancang naturally saw the flaw of his disciple at a glance, and it was more than one, but this flaw was stabbed by Lu Ming was the biggest flaw in his swordsmanship.
Lu Ming's sword was not as fancy as it was, without complex sword skills, and without sharp sword energy. It was such a simple sword, but it was a sword with no flaws at all.
If you want to see what power Lu Ming's sword has, you will only feel it after the two swords fight. Now it seems that his disciple still hasn't figured it out, but he has remembered this sword, which is also a reward.
But he was defeated, and he threatened to kill others before, but now he was defeated and ruined, his life is Lu Ming's. (To be continued.)