The moment Gao Meifeng slashed the sword, she clearly saw that Lu Ming just turned around and easily avoided his sword, and then raised the sword to subdue him.
But his sword skills were so fast, and his fierce sword force was simply a stranger, but Lu Ming was not affected at all, and he won so easily...
"I lost, but I, Gao Meifeng, are definitely not someone I can't afford to lose. I am yours now, let you fall." Gao Meifeng said coldly and arrogantly. She knew that Lu Ming just now only had to pretend to be a small mistake and she just said that
He is already dead. But Lu Ming did not, which means that this man is good, if possible...
"Do I want you to be useful?"
Lu Ming glanced at her faintly, then withdrew his sword, said nothing, and turned around and walked back.
"What?" A wealthy disciple shouted: "This Lu Ming actually rejected the No. 8 Saint Madam? Does he still have humanity? Let me do it!"
"That's right, Lu Ming, a saint is marrying, and two are also marrying. The process is no different. If you can marry two saints together, you will definitely be the first person in the Sword Qi Continent in tens of thousands of years!"
"It's inhumane, why didn't I have such luck!"
The other person rolled his eyes and said, "Luck? Go and try the sword of the No. 8 Saint Maiden, and you will know whether you have the level of a peak sword master or not."
"I can't take it." The man smiled and said, "Lu Ming obviously can't take it, otherwise he would dodge sideways and draw his sword again? This is too obvious. He is avoiding the saint's sharp edge.
.You can only win by swordsmanship.”
"It makes sense!" Many people in the venue nodded and praised.
"So, this is a good opportunity! To defeat Lu Ming, you may be able to marry a saint!" Many people began to feel excited, but no one really walked into the battlefield. They all knew,
It is impossible for him to shoot Gao Meifeng's sword, and it is even more impossible for him to avoid Lu Ming's swordsmanship.
The fat man smiled, but his mind kept replaying Lu Ming's body skills and sword skills.
It was perfect! The fat man's little eyes were radiating, just like a wolf seeing the meat mountain. Even the beautiful saint could not attract his attention.
Nangong Huajian walked forward at the right time and looked at the people who wanted to continue challenging Lu Ming but were not sure of winning. They were about to say something, but a cold voice sounded outside the court.
"Since you are not good at learning skills, don't be embarrassed."
This voice is a tone without any sense of color. It is like a glacier falling in a winter night. When you hear it, you will feel a bone-thundering coldness.
"Sun Xiaoxing?"
"Is it the No. 10 Saint Sun Xiaoxing?"
A passage was immediately separated on the crowded street. All the onlookers were trying their best to hide back. They knew very well that if Meilian was famous for her beauty and Gao Meifeng was outstanding for her charming charm, then Sun Xiaoxing was very cruel and ruthless.
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Her methods of doing things are even more famous for her iron-blooded town in Jiantang City. Even if she is a child of a wealthy family, she will not leave any affection.
"The No. 10 Saint Maiden was also defeated by Lu Ming? It seems that she also seized the opportunity of Lu Ming being seriously injured today and wanted to take revenge." A person said with a smile like an old critic, and then he said
He immediately covered his mouth, then hurriedly hid in the crowd, squatting on the ground and shivered.
However, the people next to him had already avoided it and cleared out a place that was large enough for the battlefield. Everyone around him looked sympathetic, which meant that: "If you challenge Lu Ming, you may just be defeated."
But if you dare to savor Sun Xiaoxing like this, then you will just lie in the bed for a month, and God will not be able to save you."
Sun Xiaoxing's cold eyes fell on the man, and then said to everyone's surprise: "What you said is that I am here to take revenge. As a swordsman, I should seize every possible opportunity, and
Today, I am already a second-front swordsman, so I will win.”
"Second Sword Master?"
The onlookers suddenly exclaimed that every improvement in the sword realm is very difficult, especially after reaching the Great Sword Master, Gao Meifeng was promoted to a sword master, which has been the record of the sword hall for many years. Unexpectedly, Sun Xiaoxing was already the second striker.
, It seems that she has stood out among the many saints!
Everyone was very surprised, surprised, but they didn't dare to say anything. After all, if Sun Xiaoxing was unhappy one day and came to cause trouble for himself, the possibility would be quite great.
Sun Xiaoxing's eyes were withdrawn from the trembling man, and he directly hit Lu Ming, and said coldly: "Lu Ming, I want to challenge you now, do you dare to accept it?"
Anger immediately rose on the fat man's face, but he did not have an attack. Although these guys did not have a tacit understanding, they obviously came out to challenge without any scruples. But after such a round of battle, Lu Ming's injury may recur. Look
The right way is to let Lu Ming solve it himself now.
Feeling the worry that the fat man threw in, Lu Ming smiled slightly, patted his shoulder, and walked towards the battlefield.
Meilian has appeared in the crowd, but there is no attack. She knows that if she comes forward, these people will probably say that their lover will only hide behind the woman and are despised for nothing. But these people think that today is a victory over Lu.
The best time to know? Haha...
Lu Ming turned to look at Sun Xiaoxing and said lightly: "Do you think that even if you are now, you can challenge me?"
Lu Ming's faint words reveal extremely high-end, which is arrogance that cannot be seen directly.
Sun Xiaoxing's face seemed to have a layer of ice, and you could even see a hint of cold air rising. Yes, she was angry. That kind of high-end style always looked at others, but now she was treated like this. This is simply
It is the greatest insult to the Saint!
The sneer on Meilian's face turned into a happy smile, and that kind of beauty was also unavailable to look directly at.
Sun Xiaoxing glanced at Meilian and snorted coldly from her nose. The enemy was extremely jealous when they met, and Lu Ming and Meilian appeared in front of her at the same time. The fire of hatred could no longer be suppressed, and it burned her nerves hard.
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"ah!"
Sun Xiaoxing let out a beautiful roar, and suddenly pulled out his long sword with thunder and stabbed Lu Ming directly.
The eyes of several wealthy disciples suddenly lit up. Even the angry Sun Xiaoxing was so stunning. Her roar was indescribable, but she was the God of Death's transformation, and her sword was as cold as hers and ruthless as hers.
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Lu Ming sets out his sword.
A flash of lightning flashed, followed by a bang, as if it was a bolt from the blue!
The onlookers' intuition flashed in front of them, and they didn't even have time to make any dodge moves, everything was over.
Plop!
The black shadow fell to the ground, slid several meters on the bluestone ground before losing its final kinetic energy and stopped.
"Sun Xiaoxing?"
Almost everyone present had their eyes almost falling off. They even forgot to be surprised and just stared at Sun Xiaoxing, who wanted to struggle to get up but couldn't get up. Her face that once had was cold.
He showed an extremely strong painful expression. He looked like a man could not bear it. He wanted to take it into his arms and take good care of it.
However, no one dared to do it really, as if everyone had a tacit understanding and just watched.
But Sun Xiaoxing came out this time and ran away after receiving news that Lu Ming was seriously injured. He didn't take his subordinates at all, so he could only struggle helplessly at this moment.
Crack! A sword was nailed into a wall a hundred meters away, and the hilt was still trembling, showing the strength of the force.
The eyes of the crowd swept from Lu Ming's feet to the wall, and for a moment they all felt their throats were extremely dry.
"What...what is the situation!"
"That's right, Sun Xiaoxing's second-front swordsman's powerful sword did not even have any effect, but was smashed back by someone? You know, Lu Ming was seriously injured, and he could still completely ignore this
With the power of a sword, what kind of sword realm has he reached?"
"Yes, what level has Lu Ming reached? When he left Jiantang City, he had just become a swordsman, but if he had such power, he would have to reach the top of the three-front swordsman."
"But how could the resources and materials he has compare with the Saint of Sword Hall? But the sword realm is so powerful?"
"This...it only means...Lu Ming is a genius!"
Although everyone is a swordsman in Jiantang City, they can be said to be good, but at this moment they have to admit that Lu Ming is a genius who surpasses the Saint.
Sun Xiaoxing struggled to stand up, covering her chest with one hand, and a bloodline flowed from the corner of her mouth. Her face was full of surprise, shock, and unwillingness. She wanted to leave, but she was still a little hesitant. She couldn't be sure after leaving this time
, Are you still qualified to face Lu Ming again in the future?
Saint! Among the swordsmen in the entire sword energy continent, they are superior, but now...
Sun Xiaoxing couldn't swallow this anger in his heart, but the exquisite swordsmanship and fierce power displayed by Lu Ming were not something he could deal with.
"I remember this sword." Sun Xiaoxing said a harsh word symbolically and turned around and left, but his steps were a little vague.
Lu Ming looked at her back indifferently, then looked at the others and said calmly: "Is there anyone else coming? If so, come together, I will go back to recuperate."
"Rehabilitation? What would it be if you don't recover from the injury?"
Such a question mark appeared in everyone's mind, and then they all left quickly, for fear that Lu Ming would challenge him again, which would be a big loss.
Lu Ming didn't even look at these people, so he turned around and went back. Meilian's slender hand stopped Lu Ming's arm and left slowly under the envious eyes of countless people.
"This is the real man who is a guard!" The fat man exclaimed a few times and went back. After all, everyone is injured now, and it seems that the city of Jiantang is surging, so he must recover as soon as possible. (To be continued)