Chapter four hundred and eightieth: Breaking the Army Sword Sovereign
Lu Ming did not draw out his carry-on sword, but looked in one direction, Pojun Sword Master!
At this moment, Pojun Sword Master was still guiding Cheng Zifeng very seriously, and the two of them had a good conversation, showing everyone's style in every move.
However, Lu Ming knew very well that the feeling just now was definitely not groundless, but real. Perhaps it was just a psychological fluctuation of Pojun Sword Master, or perhaps it was just that the old Sword Master did not like him, but did not escape his perception.
Perhaps the old Jianzun himself didn't know that he had just thought, and Lu Ming had already felt it.
However, Lu Ming asked himself that it was the first time he had seen the living sword master. He had never even seen him. How could he have thoughts on him? Lu Ming had no intention of verifying it, so he could only be more alert.
"Of course I don't like you!"
Although the old sword master did not directly target Lu Ming, he had no scruples in his heart. Not long after Lu Ming arrived in Jiantang City, he went to challenge many sword hall saints one after another. Among those people, one of them was his disciple's disciple!
That is my disciple. I have guided him a little, but I was defeated by you, Lu Ming, with one sword. Then I didn’t even stop and challenged the next saint. It was like my disciple, who didn’t even have the qualification to stop you!
Why are you?
With your high sword realm? With your profound understanding of swords?
In this way, you can indirectly slap the deity in the face without any scruples, without any sympathy?
Pojun Sword Master was very unhappy. After all, he was already one of the seven Supreme Swords and was at the peak of the swordsman on the mainland. However, the failure of the disciples was his own failure!
Of course, these thoughts were all in the heart of the old sword master. There was only a small fluctuation, but it was still sensed by Lu Ming.
Ouyang Luo gently patted Lu Ming's shoulder, and a slightly lazy smile appeared on his handsome face, saying, "Don't go to your heart, it won't take long. You will surpass his existence."
Lu Ming also smiled. He shook his head gently, and said nothing. In Lu Ming's motto, as long as he has not done it, nothing will be empty talk.
Ouyang Luo knew very well that in the sword ruins, he could be said to have encountered all kinds of enemies. Some used giant swords, some used sinister short swords, and some drove the sword formation. In the first year, he was chased and lived an absolute escape career.
But under the leadership of Lu Ming, the next year, he could have been able to avoid the enemy's edge and then use tactics to win.
However, in the third year, Lu Ming was able to lead everyone to counterattack directly and kill countless threats in the cradle.
This is due to his rapid progress in the sword realm, but more so is his powerful perception ability, as well as his mastery and interpretation of human hearts!
I remember one time, after a team that came to attack was killed by them, the leader kept running and fought back from time to time. But Lu Ming immediately understood his mind, he wanted to bring them into a zombie nest.
However, when the leader was scrambled to share food by living zombies, he saw Lu Ming being out of the way and began to plan to attack the zombie nest, he finally understood that his failure was not just a little less powerful.
But the current sword master is definitely an exception!
Ouyang Luo was also very helpless, after all, that was the peak of the continent. However, Lu obviously didn't take this matter to heart. From this point of view, even Pojun Sword Master could not defeat Lu Ming's powerful expression!
Ouyang Luo looked at his former boy. In his mind, Lu Ming was still the child who needed to stand out by himself yesterday, but it was like in the blink of an eye that he had grown up, and now he couldn't see through it.
"The road will not be calm." Lu Ming said softly.
Zhuo Ligetu and others looked at each other, Ouyang Luo nodded and smiled. Even Leng Jian laughed. Because he knew that although the time was uncertain, as long as Lu Ming said this, the battle would be not far away.
And this is not intuition, it is Lu Ming’s real judgment.
Although Leng Jian never understood why Lu Ming's judgment was so accurate, it did not hinder his trust in Lu Ming at all. If he could fight, Leng Jian would have a happy smile.
Leng Jian's smile was fully visible to Cheng Zifeng. Leng Jian, the ones everyone knows, was very cold. But before he was defeated and destroyed by himself, he was a very sunny person.
Back then, his sword realm was deposed, his family's money was taken away, and his fiancée was taken away, and he almost instantly lost everything. Only then did he see through the truth of the matter and became cold.
But now, why did he have the smile on his face that he didn't care about anything when he was just practicing swordsmanship?
Cheng Zifeng frowned secretly. Leng Jian’s family was very powerful there. Leng Jian was talented and had good talent. He could be said to be a local bully, but that was already over. Why did his indifferent smile come back?
For no reason, Cheng Zifeng suddenly thought of his fiancée, Leng Jian’s former fiancée. It seems that Leng Jian has no longer cared about her.
In the past, Cheng Zifeng thought that snatching Leng Jian’s fiancée was a victory for him, but now he is a little uncomfortable. No matter what, Leng Jian is passing by...
The current changes in Leng Jian are definitely the result of Lu Ming’s assistance!
When he went back, he would give the little bitch a break! Cheng Zifeng thought viciously that he stopped seeing Lu Ming and others, and turned around and continued to ask Lao Jianzun carefully for advice.
Jiantang City was thrown away little by little, and the journey was sliding under the horse's hooves. After crossing a mountain, it became dark. A staff member of the Sword Saint realm stopped and designated a good place at the foot of the mountain to start arranging camping for overnight camping.
Dozens of staff were busy, rows of tents were erected one after another, and piles of bonfires were burning. In the wilderness, there was already the fragrance of food.
Lu Ming looked at the surrounding environment and knew that this was a small valley that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the best place to stay overnight nearby. Although the journey of a day is only a few hundred miles, Jiantang City is unique and has now arrived at the border of Zhenyuan Empire. Not to mention the branch of Jiantang, there is not even a village.
At the junction of the two countries, villages and towns could not withstand any war.
However, with the strength of the sword hall, they also have to choose this terrain to camp. Obviously, they are always defending something, but most of the staff are not aware of it and are still doing things happily. It is no wonder, who dares to go against the sword hall on the sword energy continent?
Dinner is a typical outdoor marching style, with porridge and dry food, as well as high-quality jerky meat. However, even the staff who cooked the porridge frowned. Compared with the family, pigs don’t like to eat these things.
However, what surprised everyone was that Lu Ming and his friends were surprisingly able to eat, and it seemed that these foods brought them a little happiness, and they actually ate quite happily.
Seeing them destroying a large pot of porridge, a pot of dry food, and then chewing jerky meat and chatting together, Cheng Zifeng sneered: "A group of poor people..."
But when Cheng Zifeng suddenly thought of Lu Ming's family, the entire empire was rich, he felt that the porridge in his mouth turned into boiling sand, which was really unspeakable.
Cheng Zifeng avoided Pojun Sword Master's gaze, squirted out the porridge in his mouth fiercely, poured out the bowl, and vomited a few viciously. Then he regained his expression and went to rest with a blush on his face. It was important to digest the guidance he got from the Old Sword Master during the day.
It was late at night and most people fell asleep. The staff were divided into several groups and started to take turns to serve the night, but in fact they were mainly feeding horses.
After the stone house where the sword priest was settled, hundreds of horses were released. After all, even if it was a team formed by the sword hall, the fodder of these hundreds of horses was a considerable burden, not to mention everyone's mounts.
Fortunately, it is approaching summer. Although it is cold at night, it does not hinder the growth of green grass, so it is enough to just grazing.
Quiet! The insects just now have disappeared, and the entire night sky is as quiet as death!
Lu Ming, who was sitting cross-legged in the tent, opened his eyes. At the last moment, all the insects and birds suddenly disappeared, which shows that something touched their powerful instincts.
Species like animals and insects that have been struggling to survive in nature have a unique perception of danger, but Lu Ming's perception has nothing to gain, and he can't even feel the pressure.
But something must have come, but it is too much beyond yourself!
Lu Ming carefully released a trace of sword marks, and the special force began to control the surrounding heaven and earth vitality, and the perception range brought by the sword marks was constantly expanding.
Suddenly, Lu Ming felt the smell of blood, and through the power of the sword mark, he saw a body slowly falling down. His head had rolled to the side, and his face was still a little sleepy. Obviously, he didn't even know how he died.
Behind this man, a sharp sword appeared, and then there was a black shadow, which appeared like an invisible appearance.
Greedy Wolf Sword Master! Among the seven Supreme Swords, Greedy Wolf Sword Master is the defecting Greedy Wolf Sword Master! Why did he come?
Although Lu Ming had not seen the person clearly, he had already felt the murderous intent of the Greedy Wolf Sword Body on his body. Although he had been suppressing it, Lu Ming had already felt that his attention was on the stone carriage.
Sword Priest! It is the target of Greedy Wolf Sword Lord!
Under the night sky, four figures appeared, and they all had the strength of a sword saint!
There were two figures, and Lu Ming recognized them at a glance. The guy with a strong figure and extremely agile body was the one who had saved him with Ouyang Luo.
Another one, although she was wearing a cloak, could not hide her peerless charm. Her graceful figure was in the night sky, like a dancing elf, who was the sword apostle he had saved!
They and the other two sword saints had obviously cleared their eyes that had been laid down in the sword hall, and the target on the front pointed directly at the sword priest! (To be continued...)