"That's right!" The Three-Strike Sword King, who spoke first, saw that the Boneless Dragon Emperor had only recovered a little after devouring a Carlo Sword King, was relieved. However, his eyes swept over the group of prisoners squatting in the grass in front of them, and another evil spirit surged up. He cursed: "Bah! If it weren't for you slaves, I would have to deal with the Boneless Dragon Emperor. Even because of you, the battle over there would be no share!"
The Three-Fight Sword King felt more and more angry as he spoke. He looked up at the prisoners in front of him, but all of them lowered their heads and didn't hear what he said. He was not irritated and his heart was angry. He raised his foot and prepared to kick the prisoners who were frozen so frozen that they could not fight back.
But at this moment, he suddenly found that several prisoners suddenly opened their eyes and looked in his direction, with a look of surprise on their faces.
The Three-Fight Sword King was afraid of him because of these prisoners. He raised his head proudly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey! You're scared, it's a pity that it's too late. I want to give you a good memory... Hum?"
Amid the deep laughter, the Three-Strike Sword King's ears suddenly moved, and he keenly caught the sound of tearing the paper behind him.
It's an enemy attack!
Every swordsman must go through the process of seeing blood after using the sword. After using the sword for a long time, he is very familiar with the taste of various blood qi. The smell of this blood comes from the swordsman fighting side by side behind him!
The Sanfeng Sword King's nose moved slightly and clearly smelled a trace of fresh blood. Although the blood was quickly overturned by the cold air and covered up the smell, he still could not escape his keen reaction.
The King of Carlo immediately drew his sword and turned around. He focused his energy to disperse the sword intent on his body, trying to find an opponent in the moment he turned around. He knew that his teammates behind him were two higher than him, but he was injured in the sneak attack of the opponent hidden in the shadow. This shows that the visitor was not good, and he must do his best to prepare for defense and counterattack.
But as soon as he turned around, he saw that the Five-Strike Sword King behind him had wide eyes, and he could not die anymore!
A short sword! Only the long short sword of the forearm pierced his throat from the front, nailing him tightly to the mountain wall on the side of the hole. Blood gushed out from his throat, making the mountain walls in front and behind him dyed bright red.
But where is the enemy?
The Three-Strike Sword King felt a chill in his heart. He turned behind him. The dozens of feet inward of the cave entrance could be seen clearly. He did not notice where the enemy who had sneaked out the Five-Strike Sword King had launched a sneak attack.
He couldn't look deeper into the cave, thinking that perhaps the enemy's speed was extremely fast, but he could cross a distance of dozens of feet in just a moment of turning around and lurk in the cave again. However, before, he and the other Carlo swordsmen had personally checked the cave, and there was no dark hole inside.
So if there is a living person, how can you skip under their noses? No one will find it!
The Three-Strike Sword King subconsciously took his eyes from the dead Five-Strike Sword King, and plucked up the entrance of the mountain cave, as if standing in this narrow position, he felt that he could attack and retreat or defend, and he could feel a sense of safety in his heart.
He wanted to wake up the teammates who were ambushing the Boneless Dragon Emperor and woke up, but in the end he suppressed this idea. After all, the hills were still full of boneless dragons wandering around. If a group of giant insects with tough shells were attracted, it would definitely not be worth the cost.
Walking slowly to the entrance of the mountain cave, the Three-Strike Sword King was not prepared for the direction of the corpse beside him. The Five-Strike Sword King was stabbed by a short sword that was stabbed from the front and was now nailed to the wall by the short sword, so he was careless and did not notice on the mountain wall behind the corpse.
But at this position he was neglecting, the first half of Lu Ming's body had already emerged silently from the mountain wall. With the obstruction of the dark corpse under the lamp, another long sword was slowly stabbing out of the mountain wall, pointing directly to the throat of the Three-Strike Sword King.
As a qualified killer, although Lu Ming was extremely anxious about Ouyang Hao's safety, if the two Carlo Sword Kings on the cave could not be solved quickly, they would not be able to get Wen Huomu who could fight in the cold night. So he suppressed his impatientness and quickly and accurately implemented the plan he had planned in his mind, turning like a precise gear in the equipment.
Just after a sneak attack, Lu Ming also slowly appeared from the mountain wall and found that Carlo's two sword kings who were left with their guards were looking outward. He took action decisively, stabbed Carlo's Five-Strike Sword King's throat from behind, and left the short sword at the throat of the corpse, using this corpse to cover the human-shaped hole that he drilled out of the mountain wall.
The other sword king outside the cave did not put his suspicion on the solid mountain wall of the cave, but he would not give up the supplies that existed in the cave, so he subconsciously stood at the entrance of the cave, less than two steps away from Lu Ming, the killer king.
Lu Ming could even feel the blood-colored sword energy on the Karo swordsman's body sweeping through a few inches in front of him, but Duo Jingxin lurked for one or two breaths. When the spirit of the Three-Strike Sword King was concentrated in the deeper part of the cave, he suddenly launched a sneak attack.
At this time, Leng Jian and Zhuo Ligetu had already discovered Lu Ming's traces. After showing Nangong Huajian for a while, the three of them suppressed the impulse in their hearts and lowered their heads, fearing that Carlo's Three-Strike Sword King would find something from them.
The other captured swordsmen were not fools. After initial surprise, they all lowered their heads, carefully concealed their expressions, and squatted in the grass honestly.
puff!
With intentional calculation but no intention, Lu Ming's realm is far higher than the two Carlo swordsmen who left the guards. All the prisoners at the entrance of the cave saw a human figure full of dust flashing out of the mountain wall, holding a sharp sword in his hand, and sealing his throat with one sword. He directly stabbed the three-front sword king who was full of doubts and still didn't know where Lu Ming was lurking and attacking sneakily. The sword energy turned and the man's vitality was cut off.
At this time, more than a dozen swordsman captives discovered the changes at the entrance of the cave one after another. A group of people saw the blood flying in the throat of the Three-Strike Sword King, and their vitality was dying. Almost everyone rushed towards the cave and crawled.
Although Zhuo Ligetu was very cold, his muscles were well developed. When he saw Lu Ming successfully attacking, he directly clamped Leng Jian and Nangong Huajian with both hands, and rushed into the cave like a grizzly bear.
"Lu Ming, why did you come here? Fortunately, you happened to be nearby, otherwise I would have been slaughtered and eaten by those Carlo people..."
Zhuoligetu entered the cave and threw Leng Jian and Nangong Huajian to the ground and said excitedly to Lu Ming.
However, as he spoke, his hands and feet did not stop. Without Lu Ming's order, his huge body ran directly to the pile of supplies left by Carlo's swordsman. As soon as he turned around, he blocked most of the cave paths, held his long sword in his hand, and threw the long swords of Leng Jian and Nangong Huajian into their hands.
In this way, Lu Ming stood next to the corpses of two Carlo swordsmen at the entrance of the cave. Zhuoligetu and Leng Jiannan Gong Huajian were guarding the swords. Later, the prisoners who wanted to enter the cave subconsciously stopped. They didn't expect Lu Ming to meet Zhuoligetu and the other two. The group of people muttered in their hearts. I wonder if the two sharp swords that Lu Ming was shaking the blood beads would point to them again...
The cave was warm as spring, but outside the cave was severe and cold. For a moment, the two groups of people inside and outside the cave calmed down.
After Lu Ming removed the blood from two swords, one long and one short, he put the sword into the sheath. Then he looked up at the swordsmen who were standing at the entrance of the cave and did not dare to come in. The group seemed to have been abused by Carlo's swordsmen. Each of them had frozen skin and their bodies were shaking like sieve chaff.
Lu Ming thought about it, turned around and used his sword sheath to open a bag left by Carlo's swordsman. He had seen several bags of Carlo's swordsman carrying Wen Huomu in his bags. This was just the bag they opened most often. When he opened it, he found that there were indeed several Wen Huomu, the thickness of forearms, which directly attracted the eyes of people inside and outside the cave.
Lu Ming first took out three warm fire woods from it and handed them over to Zhuoligetu and one by one, and sent a message to tell them to recover their skills as soon as possible.
Then Lu Ming brought a warm firewood on his body, took out the last warm firewood from it, looked at the captive swordsmen who were moving in his hand at the entrance of the cave, raised his fingers, condensed the sword energy, turned into a sharp sword edge, and directly cut the warm firewood into more than ten pieces of wood chips as thick as two fingers. As soon as the sword energy was drawn, the warm firewood chips were thrown into the direction of a group of swordsmen at the entrance of the cave, causing a group of people to catch the wood chips in a hurry. A person looked up at Lu Ming and looked at him in disbelief.
They all saw how precious these warm firewood that could resist the cold nights were. After being captured, they were only assigned to half a knuckle-sized wood chips for two nights. They never expected to get such valuable resources from Lu Ming.
In particular, Lu Ming just deliberately opened a package and let them see that there were only a few warm fire woods as thick as forearms inside. How could they not subconsciously sigh about Lu Ming's generosity?
"You go, the farther away from here, the better. After all, we are all from the same place, so I can't ignore it." Lu Ming looked at a group of swordsmen with a surprised expression and said slowly: "The caves here must not be left behind. You'd better leave. Those Carlo swordsmen may go back to hunt at any time. If they get together, they will be caught by them."
After saying this, Lu Ming didn't care about the reactions of these people, he squatted down and searched the two Carlo swordsmen. Unfortunately, he couldn't find the broken sword he wanted. He carefully searched for the remaining packages. In addition to Wen Huomu, there was no trace of the broken sword. (To be continued...)