After disguising himself, Lu Ming sneaked into the tribe where Erdun was. From a distance, he saw Erdun walking nervously in the tent, rubbing his hands constantly. His bearded face seemed to be on fire.
It seems that he is waiting for the news from the killer sect to reply. Lu Ming smiled coldly and walked into the kitchen with the herdsmen. After Zhuoligetu's introduction, Erdun is a very delicious food, and his favorite is the roast lamb legs with five-quarters of cooked rice, which is indispensable for every meal.
More importantly, Erdun is a person who is more protective of food. What he hates the most is that someone steals his roast lamb legs. His understanding of roast lamb legs is like his own fingers. He knows where a small piece is missing.
Lu Ming saw two herdsmen carefully concocting a sheep hind legs, and the sharp dagger in his hand was cautious, for fear that it would be more serious than a pedicure.
It was this dish. Lu Ming quietly lurked. To be on the safe side, he decided to find more dishes that Erdun eats alone.
The night came soon, and Erdun's face became increasingly ugly. He kept paced around the bonfire in the tent, feeling that time was passing too slowly. Why didn't the killers get back any information? This day was simply tormenting for him.
He twisted his body and grabbed the roast lamb legs on the dining table, looked carefully, and without using a knife, he opened his mouth and bitten it, as if he was a vicious wolf. He chewed it in big mouths, as if he was venting all his emotions for the whole day through biting.
"Hu!" Erdun swallowed a large mouthful of mutton before breathing a long sigh, feeling much more relaxed.
He picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one go, and couldn't help but curse: "Damn, why is this the biggest killer sect on the grassland so poor in its efficiency?"
You know, the price you spend is extremely high, and you can definitely get the masters above the intermediate swordsman to move. Of course, the killer's sword realm is not as good as himself, but they master various killer skills and kill several boys who have not grown all their hair. It is definitely an easy process.
But why is there no news yet?
Erdun's mind was full of this problem, and he became more anxious. The roast lamb leg in his hand once again became a scapegoat, and was constantly bitten by that vicious mouth.
After drinking one cup after another, Erdun's face turned strangely red, and his eyes began to become turbid. He suddenly smacked his lips and said with confusion: "Today's lamb legs are very special, a little numb and a little spicy. Could it be that they used the seasonings of southern specialties?"
After savoring it, Erdun thought it was quite good, so he picked up the wine glass and frowned and thought, why hasn't the killer sect conveyed the news yet? Could it be... the Destruction Sword Saint is back? It's impossible. He has been sending people to secretly monitor the old thing. As long as he has a little movement, he will report it to him. After all, his inside line is the Khan's personal bodyguard, and it is impossible for him to miss any information.
But! Why didn’t these killers believe it?
Erdun exhaled fiercely, reached out and grabbed the knife and inserted it into the lamb leg. He was about to get up and go outside to take a look, suddenly a slight wind sounded. If the wind sound was not sensed carefully, he would not be able to detect any strangeness, but it seemed too sudden and strange in the tight tent made of animal skins.
Erdun suddenly turned around and saw a little cold light flashing on the tarpaulin. The very faint sound of the wind was radiating from the cold light that penetrated the animal skin. Erdun knew that this was a sword, but the incision of the sword was too narrow and blocked by the sword. This made the howling cold wind outside could not be crowded in.
But this is actually a sword? Who is the master of the sword? How can I find out if the sword has been stabbed out and has reached an effective attack distance?
Could it be the Destruction Sword Saint? Erdun was shocked. He just jumped up and held his breath and did not dare to relax. His steps were stomping in the air, almost being pushed back by the tip of the sword against his throat.
Hiss! The heavy animal skin tent was like a piece of paper. The master of the sword rushed in directly behind the sword, and the sword kept locking the other party's throat.
Lu Ming?
Erdun's face was extremely heavy. If this sword was shot by the Destruction Sword Saint, he would not be so surprised. But this sword was shot by Lu Ming, who was only at the swordsman's realm, and he almost severely injured himself!
Erdun couldn't help but be surprised. Even his clothes were soaked in cold sweat that instantly surged. At this time, he was even more sure of his previous uneasiness. If Lu Ming continued to develop and cooperated with three kids with good swordsmanship, even if he could kill two or three, he would inevitably suffer a loss in the end!
But why didn’t he even notice how Lu Ming lurked over?
Erdun was shocked. Even when he fought against the Destruction Sword Saint who had not reached the level of a half-step sword master, he had never been so shocked because the Destruction Sword Saint had that power. However, Lu Ming, who was obviously a weak body and not a high-end sword realm, would have lurked in so much and stabbed himself with a sword? He almost succeeded!
Looking at Lu Ming's indifferent eyes, Erdun felt a chill in his heart. He stepped back in a breath based on what he had mentioned before, and soon distanced himself from the sword.
Knock! Erdun pulled out his sword from his waist with his right hand, and stepped back with his left foot. With the help of the moment when he touched the tent, he quickly counterattacked, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Swish! A thick sword light burst out behind Erdun. The giant sword full of fierce power directly cut open the tent, but it was a little slower than Erdun's figure. After a sword pierced the sky, Zhuoligetu's figure appeared.
Humph! Just because you want to attack me too?
Seeing Zhuoligetu who was a little lost, Erdun's sneer became stronger. Although he didn't know how they lurked in, if this fat man could be as silent as Lu Ming when he exploded his power, he might have succeeded in hurting himself.
Lu Ming shook his wrist and a Tai Chi style directly wrapped around Erdun's sword. He felt the power like a mountain and the sword energy that was as full as the stormy waves on the sword. Even Lu Ming had to admire the strength of the Sword Saint.
Just you? Although Erdun wanted to sneer and mock these ignorant boys, he knew that he was still flying in the tent with his breath. If he spoke now, he would inevitably take off his tone and his figure would decline.
Damn it, it’s all because the sneak attack was too sudden. Otherwise, I would have been so hasty as I did now!
Erdun saw Lu Ming's sword stabbing in an arc, and his eyes were filled with sneer. This kid actually wanted to fight against me? Then let's help you first.
Erdun stabbed him with a sword, but found that his sword seemed to have pierced into cotton. Lu Ming's sword was completely soft and had no strength.
It is indeed a waste of low-level realm. How can I understand the power of the Sword Saint?
Erdun continued to stab the sword fiercely, but he found that the arc of Lu Ming's sword had just finished, and the point was actually on his sword.
When! A powerful force fell on Erdun's sword, and it was also finding a gap for his sword energy to release, a sword energy suddenly bombarded.
Lu Ming turned his wrist and the power of Tai Chi led the sword energy to draw a roundabout arc and flew around Erdun.
Huh? What kind of sword technique is this? How could it be that my sword energy can be dissolved and become his attack method?
Erdun was shocked and had to be distracted but blocked the sword energy. The moment he broke away his sword energy, he immediately realized that a wave of energy was coming from behind him, and his power rose rapidly. This person was like a bright light in the darkness!
Erdun smiled, smiling proudly. He groaned secretly and raised his strength to the next line again. While shaking the sword with his right hand, he swung his left hand backwards, and a sword energy shot out.
Nangong Huajian was just about to attack a sword, but he realized that a force that was so powerful that he could not stop had appeared in front of him. In desperation, he had to squat down quickly, insert the sword into the ground, and at the same time, he had to activate his own sword energy with all his strength.
Bang!
The sword energy shattered into a lost energy turbulent flow, but Nangong Huajian really realized that he was hit by a flying mountain. The completely unstoppable force made him miserable. A bloodline flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he had to insist on resisting it. Otherwise, even the energy turbulent flow of the sword energy shattered would add three points to his injuries.
However, at this moment, a chill suddenly climbed into Erdun's heart. He suddenly found that the sword energy that was dispersed in front of him seemed to penetrate the ice cone.
The scattered sword energy made several blood droplets on the surface of the ice cone, but it could not stop him from moving forward at all. He was like a vicious monster breaking through the ice, silently, but with a terrifying murderous intent.
The cold sword was like a silent iceberg and ran into the arrogant and super-large cruise ship.
Bang!
The tent suddenly shook, and the huge hedging force caused the air in the tent to ripples. In just this moment, the tent was twisted and torn into rags.
Leng Jian's figure undoubtedly flew backwards. In the air, his clothes were broken into strips of cloth, and only a few were still hanging on his body. Blood marks were already on his strong muscles.
Leng Jian, who was flying backwards, saw a small scar on Erdun's body, and even cut his clothes, without even the trace of his skin and flesh. He could only sigh in secretly.
After careful planning, Lu Ming had a good chance to stab the sword, but he did not expect that Erdun's strength had become so strong, and even his injuries in the battle with the Destruction Sword Saint were almost healed. It seemed that the secret method he had practiced was indeed extraordinary.