Three hundred and fortieth chapters fight with all your strength
Li Yi jumped gently and jumped onto a big tree, then kicked again on the treetops, and shot towards the mountain downstairs. In the air, the sword in his hand emitted a sword energy.
The target pointed directly at Qing'er, who was relatively weak in the formation, so as to find a breakthrough.
Whoosh...
Lu Ming's sword scar immediately noticed the existence of this sword energy. He glanced at the five swordsmen who were almost crazy in front of him. The sword in his hand immediately turned around. A Huamaranth sword technique had been used, and his body was then hung upside down in the air.
He flew up, and the sword in his hand cut off the sword of the person in front of him, then cut it into his chin, revealing his head, and the white and red liquid instantly sprayed out.
Among the remaining four, there was a very clever swordsman who stabbed Lu Ming's left shoulder with a stunning sword. He felt the sharp sword in, which made the swordsman's eyes shine brightly and he shouted excitedly: "
You die for me!”
Then, as soon as he had the word "death", he saw Lu Ming's sword that had already drawn into the sky, accurately caught the sword energy in the sky. Then he saw him pull the sword energy, and the trained sword energy was sucked by
He magically pulled over and sent him over.
Li Yi, who was shooting from mid-air, saw that his sword energy was actually caught by Lu Ming, and it was wrapped around four fellow disciples like a shaking ribbon. He was shocked, knowing his strength.
Then I saw a thick blood mist burst out from the bodies of the four **s. When the wind blew, only a few small pieces of minced meat were left on the ground, and the other bodies had been crushed to pieces.
Why is this happening? He asked himself in surprise that even though the position was too high, Li Yi could not continue to remain calm. He knew his strength very well, so he was even more surprised why Lu Ming could take it and use it.
This situation made Li Yi feel like he was killing his fellow disciples. In fact, this seemed to be the case.
Li Yi's face suddenly changed. He roared with anger. The sword in his hand stabbed more than twenty swords at the five people, like a huge sword, locking everyone firmly inside.
"Roar..." Zhuo Ligetu roared violently, his huge body jumped up in the air, and the giant sword in his hand drew several arcs, gradually forming a sword energy shield.
With a bang, the sword exploded on the sword and shield. Zhuo Ligetu's figure flew out like a huge shell that had been shot out, and his mouth was constantly sprayed with blood.
The power of Zhuoligetu's half-step sword tyrant could not stop Li Yi's sword tyrant, who was already a real three-sided sword tyrant. After the sword shield was shattered, the sword was only reduced by a small part and continued to cover everyone.
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Lu Ming frowned, and the Long Bagua Step under his feet, and the sword in his hand was pure Tai Chi Yin and Yang power. He stabbed the Sword King with a slanted sword. His footwork and sword technique were used at the same time, and he stood up and was absolutely superior to him.
The sword energy drew a circle. To outsiders, Lu Ming shook like a holding an absolute heavy object, as if he could fall down at any time, but he could always find the center of gravity again, so the shaking continued.
Li Yi's mouth gradually raised, and a sneer appeared. As long as Lu Ming fell, everyone would be smashed inside, at least they would be severely injured. Without any resistance, the little girl would probably be crushed to death.
However, as long as Lu Ming has a breath, he will be able to ask the secrets of the sword formation and his strange sword technique even more.
However, Lu Ming did not fall. Li Yi suddenly realized that the sword energy he released was getting smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a bubble and disappeared.
Lu Ming ignored Li Yi, who was shocked. Once the sword energy on the sword was dissolved by the power of yin and yang, he immediately let out a loud roar: "Crush!"
"Come on!" Leng Jian and others also roared, and their momentum made the remaining seven or eight peak sword masters stunned, as if they were hesitating whether to chase after him immediately, but after chasing him, they felt that they seemed to be immediately
You will be overwhelmed by the opponent's momentum and die.
Life and death are only in the front line, but no one is willing to choose to die.
This group of people! One of them has been knocked away by me, and the sword formation has been broken. Isn’t it still possible to take action at this time?
"Kill!" Li Yi was anxious and scolded the useless people in his heart. If this was Lu Ming's territory, you would have died.
Hearing Li Yi's roar like thunder, the swordsmen who reacted were shocked. If the sect had something to do, the consequences would be unimaginable. Seven or eight people yelled: "Kill!"
At this time, although Lu Ming's left shoulder was bleeding and had already soaked half of his back, he still pulled Zhuoligetu, who was injured and a little dizzy, and led everyone to rush down nearly a hundred meters away.
But another level appeared. The interception team composed of hundreds of junior great sword masters and sword masters had already set up their sword formations, waiting for everyone to rush down from this necessary path.
Lu Ming felt that the chaotic sword energy in Zhuoligetu's body had been almost reconciled. Although it had not been completely resolved, there was no better way at this time. He immediately let go of Zhuoligetu, like a tiger.
, and rushed into the sword formation viciously.
Zhuo Ligetu had been invaded into the meridians by Li Yi's sword energy. He could clearly feel that Lu Ming was helping him heal his wounds. At this moment, he didn't want to do this, but his body was out of control.
In a blink of an eye, his mind returned to a little bit of clarity, and he resolutely followed Lu Ming's figure and jumped into the sword formation.
Then Leng Jian and others jumped in, and the sword formation formed again in an instant.
Hundreds of swordsmen, these hundred of them are middle-level players of the Holy Sword Sect. They are the most promising existence to be promoted to sword tycoons, so the Holy Sword Sect teaches them endlessly.
Once these hundred people formed a sword formation, their momentum was even more sharp than those more than a dozen peak sword masters. After all, those sword masters almost fought each other. Even at the half-step sword master's realm, they were in the airtight Zhenwu Seven-Second Formation
In front of me, most of the losses were still lost.
And after Lu Ming and others jumped in, these hundred people immediately closed all the exits like a huge octopus. Perhaps there were exits, but the steel sword like a sword forest was the real death trap.
Lu Ming saw the sword formation clearly in an instant. Although his quick thinking made his brain dizzy now, he could only do this. The wound on his shoulder hurts very much, but he did not choose to stop the bleeding, and even clicked the acupoint.
Way to control pain.
He just wanted to hurt to remind himself that the battle was still going on, and he just wanted to hurt to tell himself that these injuries were given by this sect.
"Ah!" Lu Ming roared, and drew a short sword from his right ribs with his left hand, one hand destroyed the sword and the other hand died. The two swords danced like flying, almost madly strangling all the swordsmen blocking the road.
Blood is flying, sword is dancing, this is the moment when blood and sword occupy the entire world!
Zhuoligetu roared repeatedly, and the huge heavy sword waved without spending money, smashing back one by one who dared to bully his brothers.
Leng Jian's face was as ice as ice, but the flesh and blood in his body became burning. From time to time, he let out a few cold shouts and fought in the dense sword forest like a hedgehog. Although there were so many wounds on his body that he could not count, he was not
I felt it hurt so much, but my brain still kept it clear and just for killing people.
"Kill this useless man who lacks one hand first!"
Suddenly, someone in the sword formation shouted all his life, and then a metal storm in the formation swept across the sword tide towards Nangong Huajian.
Whoosh swish swish swish!
Nangong Huajian shook his hands and passed by several sword energy, instantly destroying the formation formed by the sword masters. The sword energy kept crushing the sword hands like a terrifying wave, causing his sword to break and his body to be broken.
Incomplete.
Then, Nangong Huajian's vicissitudes of face showed a look of disdain, silently telling the power of the great sword master.
Yes, the sword masters could not understand the true power of the sword energy at all, but they now understood it after death.
Li Yi was so anxious that this kind of human wave tactic was useful, but it was too slow, so slow that he could not bear it. However, now there are so many people, he can't really get started. He rushed in rashly, destroying the sword.
The power of the formation. He could only carry a sword, wait for a fatal opportunity outside.
This is why Lu Ming jumped into the sword formation. After all, no matter how many swords there are, there must be room for stabbing.
Lu Ming knew very well that the Holy Sword Sect is such a big sect, and there will definitely be many powerful people. There must be many. If you choose other routes to go down the mountain, you will likely be hunted by the sea of people coming from various mountains.
Then it is flooded. Now, only by going down the mountain step by step, letting them prepare to intercept and break through each level, can they have the chance to truly escape down the mountain.
That's right, it's just escape.
As long as he can escape from this sect and give himself a chance to recuperate, Lu Ming would not mind any words, but instead thought that escaping was the most appropriate one.
Moreover, Lu Ming knew even more that there were no need to kill all the hundreds of people in this level, as long as they felt that they could no longer stop them.
Lu Ming secretly noticed the martial arts arena of the mountain. The Destruction Sword Saint and Zhong Nantian are gone. They appeared on the mountain ten miles away. Although they couldn't see clearly, the instant battle had already cut the mountain.
After a little further down, the sound is shocking.
But it's not as tragic as this.
Lu Ming's face was covered in blood, including the Holy Sword Sect's ** and his. At this moment, during this fierce battle, the true energy in his body completely boiled, and the surface of his body was already in shocking heat, splashing or flowing down.
The blood dried up almost instantly, tightly pressing against the flesh, feeling unspeakable, while the fresh ones were still splashing, forming a thick layer of blood scab.
Lu Ming stabbed out both swords at the same time, stuck to the six or seven swords that were stabbed together, and then swung them hard, and the swords roared out and nailed into other people's chests or throats. (To be continued.)