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Chapter 222 The general trend has come

On the other side, Lin PaoTou was also extremely shocked. He narrowed his eyes and said to himself: "This person named Lu Ming is really too genius. The genius seems to be unable to express him accurately at all. He won without making a sword. He is truly unprecedented and has no future!"

On the window on the second floor, the old sword master was wearing a beard and smiling, but there was still a trace of shock on his face.

"Hey... have you heard of it? Lu Ming, who went to challenge Xue Mei, defeated Yi Tianzhong and Xue Mei's junior brother Haoyu in the sword hall without even making a sword!"

In a tavern in Fenghua City, a young swordsman said with shock. When everyone at the table in front of him heard this, he immediately said in surprise: "What's going on? Lu Ming won without a sword?"

"That's right! On the battlefield at that time, Lu Ming just sat there steadily, then stabbed a sword out of thin air, and the two of them vomited blood. Finally, they came in a glorious way and ran back in shame, leaving no face at all."

"Wow! In this way, wasn't that Lu Ming undefeated in a battle? Is he like God's help?" Everyone was shocked.

Among the other bustling cities, rumors about Lu Ming were already boiling. The streets and alleys were all about winning without fighting. Originally, the rumors became more and more evil, but this time, no matter how they spread, they did not leave the sword that came like a god.

Perhaps, even imaginative people cannot imagine this sword more vividly.

However, there is one place that is different from the way it is boiling in various places, which is the casino. Gamblers from all over the country are really crazy. They drink strong gulps of the spirits, and then smash the table hard to get the question of where the gambling money goes.

Yes, all the gamblers were very angry. Some began to scold Xue Mei's followers for their incompetence, and some even began to wonder if this was a game between Xue Mei and Lu Ming.

But when people got dejected and became depressed, their brains calmed down. Thinking about everything Xue Mei did to the Lu family, they were very clear that there was no possibility of reconciliation between them, and all the gamblers looked at the road map provided by the casino on the wall. The dark horse with the number eighteen was only one step away from the Holy Sword Mountain. The dark horse was Lu Ming, and eighteen was the number of times he won the battle.

The gamblers looked at the bonuses that were getting higher and higher under the dark horse, and they tore their dry hair one by one, blinked the panda eyes that had dropped their huge bags of eyes, and began to cheer up again, and put the last gamble on the Holy Sword Mountain. This is the last hope, and Xue Mei, who has all the temperaments of the proud daughter of heaven, can definitely bring the greatest hope to countless gamblers.

At this moment, many casino shareholders began to think about a question, that is, whether to hire some real masters to ensure that Lu Ming would not be assassinated before he arrived at Holy Sword Mountain, otherwise the casino would suffer extremely huge losses.

Some real old-fashioned strong men also turned their attention to this farce that once thought was just like a child playing house. Everything Lu Ming showed began to make countless strong men think deeply.

In short, the entire Qingyuanzhou, no, most of the empires are beginning to boil. Many people are paying attention to Xue Mei, who are like a god-like dream, but more are some great nobles. After all, they are the shareholders behind the big casino.

Unlike the lively scenes everywhere, the town where Lu Ming is located is much quieter. More swordsmen's eyes looking at Lu Ming were no longer contempt or disdain, but real fear, fear, and awe.

"Lu Ming!" At this time, a roar that shocked the world came out from the crowd of swordsmen: "You are useless and want to challenge Lord Xue Mei. You will definitely lose in the end, you will definitely lose, you will definitely lose!"

The roar was trembling, and it kept hovering over the quiet town. However, many swordsmen were looking for this sound, wanting to see who had such great courage, but they did not see anyone, and no one shouting, and everyone was looking for it in confusion.

Lu Ming, who was still sitting on the chair, smiled indifferently. He moved his gaze a little and then saw a place.

The swordsmen there were all shocked and used various methods to express that they were not the ones who called. Then they suddenly realized and jumped aside, revealing a swordsman squatting on the ground. He was leaning on his hands against his mouth, emitting a wave of energy all over his body, obviously using his true energy to convey sounds and mislead people's hearing.

When Lu Ming saw this person, he smiled again. Unexpectedly, this guy was really genius. He wanted to scold him, but he actually thought of this method. If he used it in swordsmanship, he would be a good swordsman.

Unfortunately, the other side and the others are just doing it. If they really study swordsmanship, they lack imagination.

The man found himself exposed, got up and ran away. When he ran into the crowd, he immediately turned around and wanted to say a few more harsh words, but he was shocked all over and trembled all over. Cold sweat fell down. He still maintained his posture when he turned around. Under this difficult movement, he didn't dare to move any longer, as if he was being forced on his neck with a sword.

Of course, there are brave people who don’t care about anything for their ideals and goals. However, when they want to form a group to curse, they are instantly frozen and no longer moves. The cold sweat is constantly falling, like a light rain.

The reason for all this was that Lu Ming looked at them with a slight smile. But in the eyes of these swordsmen, although Lu Ming smiled, his cold eyes made people fall into an ice cave, and there was an invisible force, pressing over his head like a giant mountain, as if he only needed to move up and down, the mountain would fall down and crush him to pieces. And no one dared to try whether it could be crushed, because the pressure was real.

Lu Ming blinked his fingertips, and another sword intent was driven out by the sword marks, instantly turning into countless thin needle tips, constantly pricking those people's throats and hearts, which suddenly changed their expressions and approached the brink of collapse.

Lu Ming waved his hand boredly, and the sword intent was instantly taken back into his body by the sword marks, dissipating as if it was coming.

Plop...Plop...

These dozens of swordsmen all fell to the ground and breathed in big mouths, as if they had never breathed air in their lives. After recovering some strength, they all shook all over and got up and ran away. They couldn't run, and they rolled and crawled out of the city, just to stay away from this terrifying guy. As for what harsh words they wanted to say before, they had long forgotten.

Although the remaining swordsmen did not understand what was going on, with the lessons of the past, they would no longer be foolish. They kept everything in their hearts, quietly retreated, and then found their own horses or other people's horses, and ran towards the Holy Sword Mountain frantically.

Lu Ming looked indifferently at the backs of all the swordsmen who escaped. He never made things too difficult for these people who don’t care. He used the sword intent, but it was just because of his original surname, who always liked to be quiet. After all, moving his fingertips could bring him a quiet and unnecessary trouble, which was actually very cost-effective.

"The trend? I have developed it, Xue Mei, are you still waiting for me?" Lu Ming smiled indifferently. But he himself didn't notice it. At this moment, he rose with the rising sun until everyone looked up.

Lu Ming didn't notice this because he had no intention of competing for the world. He just wanted to do the things in front of him well, that's all.

Several old-fashioned strong men who were still standing on the high ground smiled, but they were very far-fetched because even they could not use the sword intent so carefully. These Xue Mei's followers were a group of useless people who could not even use the sword intent, so they could only feel unprecedented pressure, but they didn't know what was going on.

Several old strong men think that Lu Ming is a swordsman who is worthy of winning. Even if he cannot win over, it is good to get to know him. Although he would not say that he would rather kill than stay if he didn't use it for himself, he was also a strong man in the side. Although Lu Ming is a genius, he is too young and has not grown up yet, so he will still give him this little face.

Several strong men looked at each other and saw this meaning in each other's eyes. They couldn't help but frown, and then began to increase their strength, wanting to see who would be the first to arrive in front of Lu Ming.

At this time, the old sword master showed his figure at the window on the second floor, and a sword was gently placed on the windowsill in front of him.

Who is this?

Several old-fashioned strong men were shocked. No one would disagree with the kind face. It was Ji Wujian! But why was the aura on his body already the sword king? And he was also the intermediate sword king!

The few people naturally understood what the old sword master meant: "If you want to come to Lu Ming, you must first ask yourself about this sword."

Although they were old-fashioned strong men, no one reached the level of the Sword King. They all signaled that they had no malice, but they directly gave up their plans to win over Lu Ming, and they couldn't help but stand lower. The swordsman looked down at a Sword King, which was obviously not a good thing.

However, when the black and thin face of the Destruction Sword Saint appeared at the window, several old-fashioned strong men slipped under their feet and almost fell down on the roof or on the treetops. After stabilizing their bodies, a few unnatural expressions appeared on their faces, and then flew away like they escaped. (To be continued.)


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