All were here. Erdunning floated in the tent, looked at the four people condescendingly, then touched the scratch in front of him, and couldn't help but sneer. Even the sneak attack could not really hurt me. What else do you want now?
Erdun simply did not fall to the ground to breathe, and directly waved his sword to perform his unique secret technique. The entire tent suddenly turned into a world of swords, as if it was a river of swords, while Lu Ming and others were small boats, voyages in the rivers and waves with difficulty!
Lu Ming immediately used the Fierce Wind Sword, constantly resisting various attacks. Leng Jian's figure rushed in along the broken tent. Nangong Huajian also stood up. Zhuo Ligetu waved the giant sword, and with Lu Ming as the center, he immediately used the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation.
Lu Ming constantly used sword scars to help his brother weaken the other party's strength. Even so, he could feel the heavy weight of Mount Tai's pressure on the top.
However, Lu Ming never intended to kill a swordsman with the strength of a sword saint in this way. Every time the sword realm is improved by one line, its strength is not simply superimposed.
Lu Ming's understanding of this point is quite thorough. Even if the sword energy baptized by sword scars cannot cross the real gap. The most direct difference is that if another swordsman of the same level meets such an opponent, he will definitely not be able to escape, while Lu Ming can struggle for a few minutes and find the opportunity to escape, that's all.
Lu Ming's understanding of swordsmanship is so clear that he certainly knows that he cannot kill a sword saint like this. What he has to do is to delay time and not give the other party a chance to breathe.
At this moment, Lu Ming could only use the Storm of the Wind and Fast Sword with all his strength to spread the sword intent continuously, reducing the pressure on himself and his brothers.
Erdun's sneer had turned into a grim smile. He enjoyed the feeling of being condescending and unable to lift his opponent's head. I don't know when it started, maybe it was the moment he became the patriarch, he must always master this wonderful feeling.
Feeling the waves of sword energy coming from Lu Ming's body, Erdun was also a little surprised. This boy was obviously pressed by his stormy sword force and could only struggle in distortion, but as he stabbed out one sword after another, it was like a small boat drifting with the flow. Suddenly, a powerful helmsman appeared, and he could already slightly adjust the direction of his navigation.
But what can this happen? In front of my strength, you can only twist and struggle a few times when you are trampled on by my heavy boots. What else can you do?
Erdun smiled coldly, and after instantly slashing out more than a dozen swords, he slashed towards Zhuoligetu with great force.
The enemy was particularly jealous when they met. Even though Zhuo Ligetu had already controlled himself very much and did not let him lose control, his eyes were red, and bloodshot was stretched out ferociously. When he saw this sword, his fighting spirit was already fierce, as if he was a wolf who would rather die than bite the wild boar's belly. He didn't care whether the wild boar's iron hooves would cause him any harm.
What he has to do now is fight! Bloody battle!
Zhuoligetu suddenly jumped up. The giant sword with both hands drew a stream of light and hit Erdun's sword. With a bang, the fat man felt that the rubber hammer hit the solid ground with his hands. The rebounding force had already bounced him out, leaving a large human-shaped hole in the broken tent, and he could see it out. He could see a blood line in the air.
Lu Ming stepped forward and instantly filled the fat man's vacancy. The sword in his hand stabbed out without hesitation, blocking the sword energy that Erdun was about to pursue.
Erdun frowned as he saw his sword energy being removed by Lu Ming again, and could not help but frown. He could not imagine how he did it. Just looking at a trace of sick flush on his pale face, he knew that he was not as relaxed as he appeared, and maybe he was just holding on now.
A very good sword formation, but in front of my powerful force, I will defeat you one by one! Erdun raised his eyebrows. The sword that was originally planning to stab Lu Ming was retracted, but his sword momentum turned and slashed at Nangong Huajian.
Nangong Huajian looked at the sword calmly, with no expression on his vicissitudes of life, but he used his greatest strength to fight.
With a bang, Nangong Huajian went back without a doubt in front of this force. The next moment, his feet were already off the ground, and the force climbed up to his arm along the sword body, causing his arm to twist. Finally, his shoulders shook, his arms drooped, and the sword fell to the ground.
Erdun's face twisted, and his arm was dislocated by the power of a sword? Can my sword completely shake him to death?
Haven't you noticed that your power is getting lower and lower, right? Lu Ming's figure flew over again and drew his sword at the same time.
It was exactly the same as what he thought. Erdun frowned and didn't think about it any more. After all, in front of his power, these kids could only maintain it with the sword formation. If they defeated it one by one, they would have no chance at all.
After thinking for a while, Erdun chased after another sword energy, and saw the flush on Lu Ming's face heavier. He smiled proudly and looked at Leng Jian again. He wanted to kill these boys who didn't know how to be tall and thick. However, Lu Ming was really loyal. He had to block the sword energy for his brothers even though he was injured. It was very bloody!
With a shout, like a huge rock thrown by a trencher, Zhuoligetu rushed into the tent and slashed at Erdun with another sword.
Zhuo Ligetu knew that Lu Ming had to keep blocking and removing the sword energy even if he was injured, just to prevent the sword energy from overflowing and let the masters in the distance realize that there was a battle here. Moreover, he had been using swordsmanship to restrain Erdun so that he could not let him exert his strongest force.
Moreover, since the war started, people like me have not given Erdun a chance to breathe, and no matter what, they have not given him time to call someone, so they cannot let this plan lose control.
Erdun turned around and a sword, and with a bang, Zhuoligetu flew backward without any suspense. However, just as he wanted to turn around to deal with Leng Jian, he heard a low roar behind him, and Zhuoligetu jumped in again.
His body was already broken and his fat belly was exposed outside, and there were still a few blood marks on it, but this guy seemed to be unable to feel the pain, trying his best to control his trembling body after being shocked by the power, and continued to pounce on him with a fierce look.
Erdun frowned, and turned around and rushed towards Zhuoligetu like a thunderbolt bear irritated by a fierce wolf pack.
Lu Ming secretly suppressed the qi and blood surging in his body, and drew his sword indifferently at Erdun's vest.
Erdun raised his hand and released a sword energy in the direction of Lu Ming. However, the sword energy had just condensed in the meridians, and his heart skipped a beat and sank a lot.
An inexplicable feeling suddenly flashed in the stomach, and it was a small drop of boiling steel. Although it was small in size, its power was unquestionable.
Oh! Erdun's heart was so bad that he had just formed, and the boiling heat flow was just like something ignited, and his whole body was burned so uncomfortable, just like an ant on a hot pan.
Erdun felt a moment of confusion in front of him, and his mind began to be confused. He shook his head vigorously and accidentally saw Nangong Huajian, who was knocked away by himself outside the tent. He had no palm on one of his arms, and only used his left hand with his hand to the ground. Then he slowly got up, and his upper body shook suddenly. With a crackling sound, he actually connected his dislocated arm to death.
Swish! Erdun suddenly felt a cooler in his vest, and then a heat flow spread on his back. His body suddenly exerted force and suddenly bounced out in the direction of the sword. The broken tent was completely smashed into a broken piece of skin by him.
Lu Ming shattered the tent that was coming to his face a few times. He saw Erdun squatting on the ground dozens of meters away, gasping continuously. As he breathed, blood would gush out of his back. With the help of the sword marks, he could clearly see that the blood had turned purple-red.
It seems that the medicinal power has not reached its peak, otherwise his blood would turn purple and black, and it would condense into blood clots in his body.
Lu Ming glanced at the blood that was still stained on the sword. The blood seemed to have activity and was constantly boiling. If you wanted to corrode some traces on the sword, it was only possible that Lu Ming's sword was a peerless sword that could match a hundred forgings. The toxins contained in the blood could only do useless work, but Erdun in his body was not steel.
Puff! Erdun spitted out a mouthful of black blood. He looked at the black blood in front of him in shock. He poisoned me. When did I get poisoned? When did it happen? It was impossible? I am very sensitive to toxins. I will have a strong reaction as long as I take a little bit of it. I can force the toxins out of my body at any time.
But, I was actually poisoned?
Erdun silently looked at Lu Ming who was walking with his sword. His brain silently calculated the possible poison seeds he might have and tried to use his true qi to force out the toxins. However, as soon as he lifted his breath, he saw that Lu Ming's figure had turned into a afterimage, and seven or eight sword energy suddenly formed, hitting like a storm.
"Are they going to do to stop me from finding out that I was unable to heal my injuries?"
Erdun shook his increasingly heavy head with an indescribable sadness all over his body. In the past, he was holding a steel sword like a feather, but now he held it in his hand as if it was weighing ten thousand pounds. The sword energy filled with violent power was completely condensed into ice as if it was covered by ice. It was extremely difficult for him to mobilize a trace of it...
Erdun looked up and found that there were phantoms in front of him. Lu Ming was flying in with several sword energy, but his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.
Am I going to die?
A thought suddenly came to Erdun's mind, but I have not become the chief yet! I have not mined gold mines, and I have not enjoyed all the delicious foods in the world...
Erdun actually roared and stood up. His eyes were red and bloody, like twisted earthworms. He was completely unaware of the black bloodline flowing down his orifices. He suddenly opened his arms and raised his head to the sky. The sword that had gathered all his strength had already been slashed out. He opened his mouth hideously, and was about to say something after the sword.
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The first few chapters have wrong titles, but the content is correct.