Lu Ming had just made a defense, and the sword had been nailed to Lu Ming's sword... Zhou Lin's face was extremely cruel. The sword energy was constantly poured into the sword in his hand through the meridians, but he only saw the opponent's sword constantly deforming and gradually bent inward. Finally, the powerful force directly hit Lu Ming and flew backwards.
Puff! Lu Ming in the air kept spitting out blood, flew backwards from the center of the ring to the front of the old sword master before he could barely fall. Along the way, he was covered in scarlet red, marking him flying for more than twenty meters.
The person who killed his nephew with one sword flew away, but Zhou Lin's expression was still very ugly. He looked at Lu Ming who had landed in surprise. He didn't expect that his sword would not kill him!
Even if my sword was launched in a hurry, I was the real peak swordsman realm, and it was definitely not as easy as surpassing him several times. But why didn't this kid die?
Zhou Lin frowned slightly, recalling the feeling of the sword just now. When his sword stabbed the opponent's sword, his sword was as smooth as a layer of butter, but it also had an attraction that was hard to understand. No matter how he hit, he could not hit the real force point and could not get out of it.
Although there was only a short moment between the sword, Zhou Lin was naturally not difficult to figure it out with his own height, but this made him even more strange. How did this kid react quickly? And how did he use the sword that was hard to understand in this small gap?
Zhou Lin looked up at Lu Ming and suddenly realized that Xue Mei fought with him, and death was the inevitable result.
"you***!"
A rough and furious but a little awkward in cursing sounded word by word, but it was the old sword master. He cursed with anger: "You dare to hit my disciple, you are so shameless that you are tired of living!"
The onlookers naturally knew the old sword master. When they heard him cursing, they really stunned these people. The old sword master's status was no worse than the head of a sect. He had a very deep cultivation. He could tell that he had almost never sweared. But he could curse him. This shows that Zhou Lin touched the great taboo in his heart!
The old sword master crossed nearly fifty meters of space at a faster speed than Zhou Lin, and stabbed it out with a loud sword.
Looking at the power contained in the sword that the old sword master stabbed straight, Zhou Lin was shocked. The powerful force pointed directly at the vital point. The feeling of being unable to hide made a layer of cold sweat seep out of his back instantly.
Zhou Lin's brain kept thinking. One by one countermeasure was born quickly, and most of them were suppressed by him. In the end, there was only one countermeasure left. It was also the only countermeasure.
Zhou Lin clenched his teeth, and his face, which had always been proud, had a hint of determination. He burst out all his strength, and the powerful sword energy flowed wildly, causing fine lines to break out of his meridians.
With a buzzing sound, Zhou Lin's sword in his hand made a buzzing sound as if he was desperate. He did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards the old sword master. The sword in his hand instantly intersected one place, and it turned out to be attacked as the defense.
However, the intermediate sword king's angry sword was not something he could bear at all. Zhou Lin had already known that it would be the consequence. Although he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood when he fought with one sword, he did not give up. Instead, his wrist shook, and the sword in his hand was like a flying spirit snake, swinging wildly from left to right. Every time he swung, his sword would fight against the old sword master's sword, and at this moment, it had shaken no less than ten times. Zhou Lin's purpose was very simple, which was to hit the old sword master's sword, which was equivalent to him taking the sword king's sword.
Slap sex...
A huge group of sparks suddenly broke out between the two. The sound of the sword fighting sounded like thunder, shaking the faces of everyone around them into a dark light and dark light. However, those people were watching everything happening and unable to move at all. It was like seeing a lion's sheep.
Zhou Lin gradually became hunched and found that no matter how he slapped the opponent's sword, only his sword was moving, and the opponent's sword was still stabbing straight.
Seeing the other party's stupid eyes and blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, the anger between the old sword master's eyebrows did not decrease at all. The sword in his hand was infused with another force and was nailed out immediately.
Zhou Lin was so sad that she knew that no sword technique was useful this time, so she had to raise her sword with all her strength.
The sword master's sword attack suddenly burst out with a large ball of sword energy, as if he had given Zhou Lin a large ball of light, and then exploded with a bang.
With a bang, Zhou Lin flew backwards like a fallen leaf blown by the wind, breaking two trees as thick as thighs before he stopped.
When Zhou Lin landed on the ground, he stepped back seven or eight steps before staggering to stop. He opened his mouth and sprayed violently. The blood spilled down like a crushed watermelon, wetting a piece of the ground.
The old sword master did not pursue him, but stood on the ring with his sword in his arms and roared: "You ***, which bastard just came and shouted that swords were eyeless and conceited by life and death? In less than three breaths, you bastard swallowed what you spit out? It seems that you are not young, and you have lived in vain for decades? Come on, let me teach you well for your master."
Zhou Lin was unable to breathe when he was hit by this sword, and there was no time to speak. However, the old sword master's scolding made many people stunned. They remembered that Zhou Lin had indeed said those things before. However, from another perspective, he would understand that it was just a scene. At least within twenty years, the Holy Sword Sect had not lost any results, and he would not have thought that today's things would end like this.
Qing'er and others hurriedly supported Lu Ming. The sword suddenly came to an end. Even the Destruction Sword Saint did not expect that this sect would be so despicable. The peak swordsman took action directly and could not react at all.
Lu Ming waved his hand to everyone, indicating that he could hold on. At the same time, he secretly drove the sword marks, driving the power therein to adjust the tumbling true qi and internal organs, and quickly repair the cleaved meridians.
A minute later, Lu Ming took a breath, secretly glad that the internal organs were not very damaged, but he could no longer use the sword energy for the time being, otherwise the meridians would be completely broken and difficult to repair.
At this time, several shadows came into the air at an extremely high speed. The sound of breaking through the air was so harsh that a blood line flowed out of the ears of several swordsmen where they passed.
The old sword master looked up and saw the four bodies. His sword eyebrows were raised up. The sword in his hand was recycled, and then he shook it gently, and several sword flowers suddenly grew and spread out to the surroundings.
When the four figures were still in the air, they raised their swords together. When the sword was slashed, they had already arrived near the sword flower.
Bang bang bang bang...
The battle between the sword and the sword energy actually made a metallic attack sound, and the expressions of the four people changed slightly. Unexpectedly, the seemingly weak sword flower contained a mountain-like power. The four people immediately increased their strength in their hands and broke this move.
"A good move is to defend as an offense."
When the four men fell on the ring, the leader said in a calm voice, with white hair and hair, but he was not so calm. Through the sword just now, he found that the opponent's sword energy was very heavy and a little sticky. If he had not divided many sword flowers and dispersed the power of the sword energy, it would have been very likely to catch himself off guard.
It's like chopping wood. Even if you are tall and strong, you have to use force to split it. However, this piece of wood is very difficult and may hold the axe. In this way, the chopping wood will feel a little embarrassed.
"I can't compare to you four old people." The old sword master said mercilessly: "I heard that you have been in seclusion for many years and have all your might to reach the Sword Saint realm. Why? Are you out of seclusion now?"
A slightly young old man next to the white-haired old man showed a sneer and said, "Of course you have to come out of seclusion if something happens. And it would be too much for you to come to my Holy Sword Sect to kill my nephew. If our four great guardians do not leave you some profound lessons today, how will the major sects view my Holy Sword Sect!"
The old sword master turned his head and saw the four people surrounding him at a very exquisite angle. The sword in his hand was standing in front of his chest as if facing a great enemy. The sword tip pointed at him and couldn't help but smile. In fact, with the old sword master's perception ability, even if the other party was the sword king, he didn't need to see it. However, Lu Ming could feel it by looking at it and smiling. Naturally, someone understood the taste.
"Four Sword Kings? Is this the guardian of the Holy Sword Sect, each of whom has the realm of the Sword King?" The onlookers were immediately surprised.
"No wonder there is such a large formation. These are the four sword kings! Even the sword saint dare not ignore it!"
The shocked voices of the onlookers were originally flattering, but when they heard the four of them, they thought of the smile and eyes of the old sword master, and they felt extremely ironic.
Another old man with a beard and rough face suddenly glared with his leopard eyes: "Don't think that the four brothers are taking advantage of you. Since I picked up the sword, the four brothers have pointed their swords at one place, no matter whether the other party is one person or a thousand troops."
"It sounds so nice, isn't that true?" The old sword master chuckled. The next moment, the sword in his hand gently turned and stabbed it out in a very light manner. Then the Ruhong sword energy shot out in awe. When people saw it, they felt that the sword energy and his whole body were very inconsistent.
Through the battle just now, the white-haired old man knew that these sword energy should not be underestimated, and he also thought that Ji Wujian was very strong now, but he had four people, four real sword kings.
The white-haired old man moved the sword in his hand slightly, and the other three immediately understood it. At the same time, he turned his steps and moved counterclockwise. The sword in their hands was erratic. The four swords instantly formed a huge sword, and the sword energy shot towards the old sword master and attacked him.
"Sword Formation?" The old sword master raised his sword eyebrows gently, and the sword in his hand followed him up. His movements were very freehand, but the speed of the sword was so fast that only a piece of sword light remained. He hit the opponent's sword energy and made a crisp sound like smashing glass, ding dangdang...)