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Chapter 450 Don't try, how will you know the result

It's dusk.

The setting sun hangs low at the end of the grassland, struggling to keep itself from falling. It seems like a swordsman who has exerted his ultimate strength. The light is like blood, dyeing the entire grassland with a layer of blood red.

The wind has risen, and the strong wind from the north is raging on the grassland, causing large tracts of snow to flutter close to the snow layer, like a ripple. However, even the prairie wolves will not hunt in such weather, they will only

Bury yourself deeply under the snow to avoid this blizzard that is like quicksand.

Wherever the wind rises, circling cyclones sweep away a large amount of snow. The frozen hard snowflakes are like knives. Combined with the wind, they are like meat grinders, completely grinding the few living creatures into pieces.

Driven to the hiding place, the lambs and ponies that had no time to escape were swept up into the sky. The wind dispersed, and only blood-colored ice cubes fell down, making the entire grassland even colder and more depressing.

A column of knights trudged forward in such a harsh environment. The horses were covered with a thick layer of frost, and the original color of their fur could no longer be seen. Only the nostrils that struggled to open and close sprayed out large clouds of white air.

Then it was blown away by the strong wind. Even if there were hundreds of horses in the whole team, the force of nature could not change any situation.

At this time, there are no roads visible on the grassland. Even with the most accurate map, in such an environment, it is impossible to distinguish between south, south and north.

The sky and the earth have become the same color, like a mass of chaos.

Lu Ming took the lead and led the way silently. As he marched towards the grassland, he laid out sword intentions on the road he walked. At this moment, these sword intentions were like a row of clear road signs in the power of the sword marks.

Outline the way home.

Zhuo Ligetu followed behind Lu Ming. He is the one who knows the grassland climate best. This time is definitely not the time to rush, but there is no way. If Lu Ming had not led everyone to deal with Balhu's people, I am afraid they would have been surrounded.

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Nowadays, it is wisest to leave the grassland and enter the interior as quickly as possible.

Zhuo Ligetu raised his head and looked forward with difficulty, only to see a vast expanse between the sky and the earth. Only a small outline of the bloody sunset was left. However, a large area of ​​​​red was already dyed on the wind and snow, and everything he could see was

It was bursts of paleness and strange blood red.

Not to mention the wind and snow, even this weird weather can make people feel extremely depressed.

Zhuoligetu looked back at the fifty swordsmen. Their bodies were all bent, and they were obviously under great pressure. However, their steps were very firm, and they obviously believed that their swordsman would lead a path for them.

Way to go.

Yes! In less than an hour, you can see the border line!

The fat man felt that the dawn was just before his eyes. He couldn't help but look back at the vast grassland. He secretly said: "Baerhu, don't worry, I! I will definitely come back!"

The wind suddenly became lighter, and the snow swept up by the strong wind fell down in large numbers, and the blood-red red of the setting sun once again occupied the entire sky.

Suddenly, Lu Ming's horse stopped and his sight had already been cast into the distance.

The fat man and the others immediately noticed something strange about Lu Ming, and they also cast their sights. On the boundary line illuminated by the bloody sunset, there were four huge coffins. The blood-red paint on them was so dazzling in the dusk, as if there were even traces of it.

Blood is flowing.

Fatty and everyone even saw that there was not even a single footprint beside the coffin, but the four coffins were standing neatly upright. The coffin lids next to them were arranged meticulously.

Lu Ming looked around, frowned slightly and said, "Why is the coffin placed upright? Is there any explanation for this?"

Zhuoligetu took a step forward on his horse, stood next to Lu Ming, and said: "Whenever someone is about to die, his family or friends will place the coffin like this. This is a unique rule on our grassland. It means to advance in advance.

Inform others."

"Is there someone who is about to die here?" Leng Jian put his right hand on the hilt of the sword and looked away from the distance.

In the field of vision, the setting sun is like blood, the grassland is desolate, like a blood-red coffin falling from the sky, blocking the road upright...

Everything is so weird!

Leng Jian's question really touched everyone's mind. The pressure that the swordsmen had just dissipated due to the cessation of the wind suddenly weighed heavily on their hearts, and even breathing became very difficult.

Nangong Huajian frowned and said, "It's just that there is no human habitation in this frozen area. How can these brand-new coffins be placed here?"

"The dying person..." Lu Ming's eyes moved slightly to the left and right and stopped on a coffin, and he couldn't help but realize something in his brows.

"How about the gift I gave you?"

Accompanied by the words that seemed to come from outside, Balhu's strong body slowly appeared behind a coffin. He was alone, exuding a cold aura, but it was already more offensive than the cold wind. He was worthy of being the overlord of the party.

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"It seems that these coffins have been prepared for us?" Lu Ming was immediately relieved, but he didn't expect that Balhu's injuries were much better than expected. From this, he could better see his background as a great master.

Baer Hu laughed heartily and said boldly: "You and I fought against each other some time ago, and I experienced the destructive sword energy power of the Sword Master realm. It really benefited me both physically and mentally. I still have a little bit of understanding, but it's just not there yet. Today,

I am waiting for you specially because I want to try the taste of the destructive sword energy of the Sword Master realm again."

Even as he was speaking, Balhu's eyes were constantly looking at Lu Ming secretly. Even just now, he had been observing Lu Ming secretly.

Baerhu was very aware of the power of Lu Ming's sword. If it happened again, he thought that he would not be able to survive anyway, so he did not attack rashly before, but observed.

Especially when he saw Lu Ming's slight smile just now, Balhu felt that Lu Ming was confident and confident. His calm demeanor showed that he was truly confident.

But Baer Hu didn't believe that Lu Ming really had another sword energy sealed in his body. After all, with his body at the sword master level, it was impossible to seal the powerful sword energy that only a strong swordsman could possess.

Both fearful and disbelieving, Baerhu showed up with such a mood. He knew that he could never let people like Lu Ming go back, otherwise he would definitely let the tiger go back to the mountains, so he had to do it as soon as possible.

Seeing this man's sudden arrival, the swordsmen immediately formed the Zhenwu Seven Formations, with fifty people defending in five large formations. Although they all knew that facing the peak swordsman who existed like a mountain, even if they were

Today's most powerful formations are so feeble, but they all keep in mind the swordsman's teachings: "If you don't fight, there is nothing."

Lu Ming didn't pay attention to Balhu's doubts and just looked at him calmly. From the moment he saw the coffin, Lu Ming already knew who was waiting for him and others here, but Lu Ming knew better how to confuse his opponents.

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It was Lu Ming's calmness that made Baerhu dare not take action rashly.

Moreover, as soon as Lu Ming saw the other party, he found that he was still seriously injured. The energy in his body did not circulate very smoothly, and he would be destroyed by a force from time to time.

Although Baer Hu exuded the aura of a great master, that was just an appearance.

Through the connection with the sword, Lu Ming knew that the power was the Destruction Sword Qi. If Baerhu wanted to completely drive out the Destruction Sword Qi, he would need a long period of rest and healing, but since he chose to be seriously injured,

If he wants to keep people like himself, it seems that he already knows that he will not be given too much time.

"Since you want to try the taste of the Destruction Sword Qi, if I don't help you, wouldn't I be letting you down?" Lu Ming said with a smile, then calmly dismounted and walked forward.

The three fat men were so exquisite. As soon as they saw Lu Ming dismounting, they immediately dismounted and followed Lu Ming, and in a few steps, they laid out the Zhenwu Seven Section Formation.

It's just that the momentum of each of them is very stable, without any sign of panic. Even if viewed from Balhu's tricky angle, nothing abnormal is found, as if they really have a powerful destructive sword energy.

Unknowingly, Balhu stepped back.

Facing Baer Hu, whose face was full of uncertainty, Lu Ming and the four of them walked forward steadily, without anyone speaking or making any gestures, as if everything was natural.

Nangong Huajian knew that since Balhu came to block the road in person, it was useless to say anything at this moment. Even if he raised his momentum to the extreme, it would be useless. In the end, he would take action.

Now that we have to fight, facing someone like Balhu, only now can we truly show our momentum. You see, Balhu has already begun to retreat.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Ming had already covered a hundred meters, while Balhu retreated hesitantly, only a few tens of meters away.

In fact, where is the Destruction Sword Qi? Lu Ming smiled to himself in his heart. He did this just because he wanted to truly display the power of Zhenwu Seven Section Formation and fight with Baerhu. And he was the only one who could step out and use the sword.

The students will not be affected by the sword energy.

Balhu stepped back hesitantly, his face turned red and white, and he even coughed a few times uncontrollably, and there were a few red spots on the snow. Those were caused by his coughing, and the only thing he was afraid of was the sword.

, as long as he thought of the power of that sword, he was out of control.

"I'm the pinnacle swordsman!" Balhu's footsteps suddenly stopped. He looked at the four boys in front of him in an extremely corrupt manner. Remembering that he was actually forced to retreat by their calm aura, his old face turned red, destroying his long-lasting victory.

The demeanor of a master.

"How can I know the result if I haven't tried it myself?"

Baerhu breathed out fiercely from both nostrils. After thinking and deciding on his action, he instantly turned the embarrassment he just felt into a thousand rages and stabbed out with a powerful sword.

The target of Baerhu's sword was not Lu Ming, but Zhuo Ligetu. He was obviously frightened by Lu Ming's sword and wanted to use other targets to find out Lu Ming's true power.

If there is that sword, Lu Ming will definitely release it. This is a pretty good opportunity. If there is no one after the test, then he can easily kill them!


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