"Hey, you let me come out again, and you will find it hard to predict the future result!" A faint smile appeared on Lu Ming's blood-stained face.
"Zhong Nantian, why? You only dare to stay in your nest and fight? You don't dare to come out now?" The Destruction Sword Saint smiled calmly. Although his voice was not loud, it exploded in everyone's ears.
"This is the end of today's affairs, but this matter is not over." Zhong Nantian's voice came from afar. After he finished speaking, he covered his mouth with his hands and coughed a few times in a cowardly manner. Of course, others could not hear it, nor could they see the blood in his palms.
"Master, let them leave like this?" Li Yi was unwilling to accept that he almost caught Lu Ming!
"Do you think I want to let that Lu Ming go?" Zhong Nantian looked at Li Yi and said, "If I slow down a little, you will be dead, and you will only hurt Lu Ming severely. Li Yi, you must remember one thing. If there is a chance, you must kill this Lu Ming. It can be done without any means. If he grows up, the consequences will be unimaginable."
"Don't worry, Master, I will remember my teachings." Li Yi replied respectfully. He looked at the foot of the mountain and felt a chill in his heart. He thought to himself: "Actually, even if you don't say it, I will definitely do this."
"I need to go into seclusion now. The deadline may be one month or three years. When I leave the seclusion, I must be in the sword realm of the half-step sword master. I can go out and truly fight against Shentu." Zhong Nantian looked at the Destruction Sword Saint at the foot of the mountain, and was still angry.
Li Yi's expression suddenly changed: "What? The Destruction Sword Saint has reached the level of a half-step Sword Saint?"
Although Zhong Nantian didn't want to admit it, he still nodded slowly. He always treated his children like his children, and had almost no reservations.
"Zhong Nantian!" Lu Ming's roar sounded, but this time it made Li Yi's whole body feel like the tip of the sword that was shining with cold light came over again.
"Remember to me by everyone in the Holy Sword Sect!" Lu Ming stepped on the mountain gate and shouted in a clear voice: "Your Holy Sword Sect does not follow the rules of challenge and goes back on your word. This time, I have recorded it, as well as my master's injuries and every wound on my brother's body. I have recorded it. My sword realm is not enough and my strength is not strong, but the next time I come to the Holy Sword Sect again, it is definitely not a challenge. I want to flatten your Holy Sword Sect! Every brick, every tiles, and everyone, are all extinct!"
At the foot of the Holy Sword Mountain, Lu Ming, who was covered in blood, stepped on the mountain gate, grabbed the sword with both hands, and looked directly at Zhong Nantian, who was already cold and cold, and swore: "I, Lu Ming, remember everything that each of you has done today. The next time I step on the gate of your Holy Sword Mountain, I will overturn your sect up and down! Straighten!"
When Lu Ming made his vow, his tone was not very strong, but everyone felt the coldness inside. Many disciples who participated in the interception and killing Lu Ming looked very bad. Although this was in his own mountain gate, the corpses everywhere made everyone feel scared.
Even Zhong Nantian's expression changed. Not only did he not doubt Lu Ming's oath, he felt that this was true.
If this kid is strong enough in the future, he will definitely do this!
Zhong Nantian looked at the foot of the mountain with a faint look, and his grandmaster's aura was not reduced by the use of dirty tricks at all. It showed that he had already seen his work in a way that he had seen the world, and everything was right, just looking at his own mentality of whether he wanted to do it or not.
However, Zhong Nantian knew his current strength very well. If he stepped out of the mountain gate and lost the support of the mountain protection formation and the spiritual energy of the sect, the Destruction Sword Saint, who had reached the level of a half-step sword master, would definitely take advantage of a lot of advantages. A hero would definitely not suffer any loss in front of him.
Zhong Nantian narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Lu Ming who was talking nonsense with unwillingness, and thought to himself: "This Lu Ming has performed very exquisite swordsman and has a very strong combat endurance. He is a very rare swordsman. And even the exquisite swordsman must be used by people, which further illustrates his genius, especially when Xue Mei said two years ago that this kid is just a reptile, and even if he bites people, it will not hurt or itch. Two years later, this reptile has been able to bite the half-step swordsman to death, which further illustrates his potential. If he grows up, it will be a very terrible thing. He must not grow up."
After making up his mind, Zhong Nantian still faced it. If he was speechless when facing such a young boy, how would he view himself in the entire swordsman world?
"Hahaha..." Zhong Nantian let out a faint laugh and said, "You? Want to overturn me? The realm of Sword King is no longer something you can imagine, let alone a sword master, let alone a sword saint. However, I can reserve a time limit for you. If the deadline is up, you can't come, then I will go to find you. Do you think it's good for ten years? Or twenty years? Or..."
"Three years!" Lu Ming stretched out three fingers and his tone returned to calmness.
"Three years?" Many swordsmen were stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed: "I just wanted to fight against the Sword Saint in three years? Is this a joke?"
"That's right, once the swordsman enters the great swordsman, every time he improves his stance, it is a real test, and the real sublimation makes the difference between each stance unable to be ignored. Let's not talk about Lu Ming's talent, but even if he has been promoted for three years, he will definitely not be able to reach the Sword Saint realm!" A half-step swordsman in the grade said deeply.
The other person was originally a little afraid of Lu Ming's edict, but when he heard this, he laughed disdainfully: "Knowing, just kidding! The Sword Saint is an existence that countless swordsmen look up to. He wants to come again after three years? Then you have to bring the coffin."
Lu Ming ignored these people at all, just looked at Zhong Nantian and continued, "I will definitely come again within three years. Don't make excuses to hide from you. Before that, no matter who comes out of your Holy Sword Sect, as long as I can kill him! Today I will break out, and your entire sect will attack me. Since that's the case, there is no need to say anything else!"
The face of the disciple of the Holy Sword Sect suddenly changed. Lu Ming was too arrogant. This was no longer a provocation, but a brutal threat! Countless people were completely angry and looked at the mountain with their eyes that were like fighting.
And there, Zhong Nantian still exuded the aura of a master. At this time, he was a powerful swordsman who was truly a swordsman who did not remember the past of a villain.
After Lu Ming said that, he glanced at Zhong Nantian deeply, and then turned around and left.
Although the brothers were injured, they were arrogant at this moment. This small team defeated the entire Holy Sword Sect. The training of bloody battles made everyone's aura change, and their weapons were majestic, which was truly intimidating.
The Destruction Sword Saint looked at Zhong Nantian indifferently, and followed Lu Ming and others away. He felt a little emotional in his heart: "Lu Ming's daily life is as indifferent as a glass of water, but everyone who dares to provoke his bottom line will know how passionate his sword is. And every time, Lu Ming sings a triumphant song and returns home. As the saying goes, it's like water and song, it only depends on the other party's standards of doing things. Lu Ming's mentality is really high-end!"
The old sword master coughed a few times, and he was happy. Especially when he saw Zhong Nantian's calm face, he could think of how his heart was churning. The old sword master would laugh happily, and he was also very unwilling to care about the bloodline flowing from the corners of his mouth.
If your apprentice grows up, then what if you die in battle?
The old sword master looked at Lu Ming's not strong back, but at this moment he felt that he could have the momentum compared to Holy Sword Mountain. This general trend has been fully developed!
"Hahaha..." The old sword master burst into laughter, his power shook the mountain. The crowd sang loudly and rushed back.
It was completely different from the old sword master's cheerful smile. Zhong Nantian looked around the broken sects, the corpses everywhere, and the blood gradually gathered into a small river, and the face suddenly became very ugly, and his heart couldn't help but feel a sense of depression.
As the disciple of the Sword Saint, Li Yi was versatile and naturally felt the anger from his master. And as a disciple of the Holy Sword Sect, who was not angry or depressed?
Li Yi thought for a moment and said respectfully: "Master, Lu Ming will definitely not be able to keep this. His potential is very terrible, and his use of swordsmanship has reached the extreme of his realm. His disciple is deeply touched. He may not be able to come to challenge him in three years, but what about thirteen years later, thirty years later? We must kill him as soon as possible to eliminate a very serious disaster."
"Do you think you don't want to be a master?" Zhong Nantian shook his head gently, sighed, and said, "Don't forget that there is a Destruction Sword Saint beside Lu Ming. If you want to kill him, you can't do it at all. Instead, it will delay my own plan."
The old man with white hair also shook his head helplessly. He also had two wounds on his body, which were caused by Ji Wujian deliberately used injuries to exchange for injuries. Moreover, the three brothers around him were all very serious injuries, and a seriously injured Zhou Lin. Overall, Ji Wujian got a big advantage.
He sighed softly and said, "If the Destruction Sword Saint is not here, even if only Ji Wujian is here, then only the senior brother can handle this matter in person. Ji Wujian seems to have been reborn. We brothers are ashamed of ourselves!" (To be continued.)