"Haha! The swordsmen in the Carlo Sword Realm are just like this. They can only be scheming and take advantage of others' danger."
Ouyang Luo kept walking and continued to strode towards the Carlo swordsmen step by step. As a result, a group of swordsmen hurriedly retreated and directly retreated to the tent area, making Ouyang Luo unable to laugh.
"Junior! He's just a little four-front sword saint. It seems that you are very confident, but I have seen too many self-righteous young people, and they all died very early in the end!"
A loud sound was like a bell, a tall and big figure slowly walked out of the largest tent in the camp, bare-headed, and like other Carlo swordsmen, all in a barefoot outfit, but his muscles
It is particularly developed. The two long arms are as long as ordinary people like orangutans. They have kneaded muscles and only wear a leather waistcoat on the upper body, revealing such extremely strong arms.
His sword was behind him, without a scabbard, almost wider than his thick back muscles, with an ordinary two-fingered sword edge, but a width of Yubi, without a sharp edge, and a length of more than seven feet.
At first glance, it looked like a door panel was even more like a giant sword. After he appeared with the long sword on his back, Zhuo Ligetu's half-closed little eyes lit up, and he did not hide the look of his favorite in his eyes at all.
After the strong man with beast skin walked out of the tent, he put the giant sword without the edge behind him towards the ground and immediately inserted it straight into the ground.
As soon as he touched his bald head, his big eyes, like a copper bell, scanned the bodies of Lu Ming and others, and finally fell on Ouyang Luo. He looked at Ouyang who was walking towards him with interest and was directly towards Ouyang who was walking towards him with interest.
Luo. He grinned: "Although he is a junior, the sword intent gives people a good feeling! When I kill you, I will definitely collect your human skin. Tsk, a sword saint in his twenties
, having such a strong murderous intent on his body is not considered an insult to the fine product of my Blood Blade collection..."
After the strong man who claimed to be a blood blade appeared, he completely ignored Ouyang Luo and Lu Ming and others not far behind him. He looked like he was fine and even more like he was determined to be Lu Ming and others in his tone.
"Hey! You are just a half-step sword master. If you are really a sword master, you will really ask me to consider whether you can kill you, but this half-level gap is your life and death.
The gap between…”
After Ouyang Luo saw that the half-step sword master of Blood Blade appeared, his murderous intent did not move at all, but became even more excited and restless. He was not affected by the powerful aura naturally arising from the other party. While walking, he was
It was like chatting with a friend, and the voice was cold and fearless.
"Okay, I'll see how long your human skin can stay with you."
Blood Blade touched the bald head. He pulled out the giant sword from the ground with one hand with his right hand, gently resisted the shoulder on his right side, and walked towards Ouyang Luo halfway outside the camp.
The two of them walked towards each other. Every time Ouyang Luo took a step, the murderous intent in his heart became more and more condensed. The sword in the sheath seemed to smell the bloody smell before, and he felt the same heart as Ouyang Luo, and kept roaring.
When he moved, he seemed to jump out of the scabbard at any time, just like the sharp fangs of a wild wolf, ready to kill people with one blow at any time.
The blood blade was strideous, and the bloody sword intent on his body began to turn red with his bloodthirsty gaze, rising one after another, like a giant bear roaring proudly in the mountains, waiting for the enemy to approach.
A straight claw can completely crush the enemy with a slam.
The murderous intent of the two of them here is Ying Ye, and the more than ten swordsmen behind the Blood Blade seem to be stimulated by this murderous intent. I don’t know who shouted and drew his sword and pointed it in the direction of Lu Ming and others.
"Go up, go and kill those guys who don't know how to live or die!"
With such a shout, Karo swordsmen who were forced to retreat by Ouyang Luo's Four-Feng Sword Saint Realm and powerful murderous intent all turned their heads and saw that there was only one peak sword king among the four Lu Ming, and the other three
They are still in the realm of a half-step swordsman, which makes a group of Carlo swordsmen excited as if they are injected with chicken blood. They all draw their swords and take steps, and they all subconsciously prepare to kill Lu.
The four Mings vented their anger well, and no more of the swordsmen were forced to retreat by one person. They turned their fear of Ouyang Luo into anger towards Lu Ming and others!
Several sword lights flashed, and several fast swords quickly bypassed Ouyang Luo and Blood Blade, who were lying in the field, and ran directly towards Lu Ming and the others.
"Get the sword formation, let these guys who are looking down on others see how powerful we are, and solve them quickly, so that we can kill that big guy with Ouyang Luo. We don't have much time and must solve it within one hour.
Get rid of them, otherwise even if we can get back to a cave that can avoid the daytime killing heat waves, it may not be safe."
Lu Ming first drew out his sword with his right hand and gently pulled a sword flower. Then he turned around and smiled at his companions around him who had experienced several bloody battles. He looked relaxed and did not surround the other side from both sides.
Carlo swordsmen take it seriously.
"No problem, Fatty, I'm a little itchy, but I've watched the sword in the big bald head's hand and just killed him for use."
Zhuo Ligetu said indifferently, the thick sword with a wide and narrow body behind him had been held in his hand, but his little eyes were still inadvertently on the huge iron sword on the shoulder of the Blood Blade, looking like a look
When he was like a pervert with a beautiful character, his eyes couldn't be taken back at once.
In any case, Lu Ming and Ouyang Luo faced strong men far beyond their strength in person, just like the last time they encountered Khan Barhu on the grassland. Although the few people relied on Lu Ming to fight desperately, they used destruction.
The sword of destruction left by the sword saint before ascending seriously injured Barhu, and then he waited for Ouyang Luo to save him. He escaped by chance. But they all had such a rare experience, plus the few people now.
The realm has been greatly improved compared to that time. Lu Ming felt that although he only had the peak of the Sword King, he was completely confident that he could solve the swordsmen of the Carlo Empire in front of him with the sword formation that he had skillfully cooperated with several people. Even if it was that
The same is true for the Half-Step Sword Master!
The four of them set out their swords, Lu Ming took the lead, and while walking, they automatically stood up with a small formation of the seven-section formation of Zhenwu formation in segments and walked over to the flashing sword light.
However, the moment when the sword formation formed by Lu Ming and others confronted Carlo's swordsman, the entire land under everyone's feet shook violently as if it was suddenly crazy. The trees buried deep in the ground in the surrounding woods.
It was a tumultuous tumbling, and in a blink of an eye it fell into a mess, as if it had experienced a strong earthquake that destroyed countless rocks and trees in the earthquake.
It was Ouyang Luo who fought with the bloody sword!
Just as Lu Ming and his friends made the decision to fight, Bloodblade and Ouyang Luo walked towards each other in a leisurely manner. When there was only a distance between the two of them, they did not give way, and they were not allowed to go.
His eyes were all looking straight ahead, as if Reagan had no other figure in his eyes.
The Blood Blade smiled fiercely and continued to move forward. The giant sword in his hand seemed to grab it casually. He raised his hand and waved it, as if he wanted to drive away the gravel cat and dog blocking his body.
But no one underestimated his sword. On the wide and seamless blade, the unique technique of the blood blade generated a stream of sword energy like giant teeth, which automatically roamed and sharpened, and the ground was only touched.
A trace of sword energy that overflowed, the earth, mud, sand and gravel exploded one after another, and turned into a stream of dust.
The more solid the sword energy it is, the more difficult it is to resist the lethality.
If it were said that the sword intent of the Peak Sword Saint of Carlo that Lu Ming had killed before was like a heavy cavalry among thousands of horses, the blood-blade sword intent would be thicker and richer, like a strict army advancing together, with a neat formation,
All kinds of understandings of the sword technique of killing are concentrated in this seemingly light-hearted swing, and it is difficult to find any omissions in the sword intent.
Faced with such a sword, Ouyang Luo's murderous intent also increased to a peak. He did not dodge or avoid, and the murderous intent and sword intent were completely integrated, and he also swung a giant sword against the blood blade.
sword.
This sword is as fast as thunder, and a series of thunders full of murderous intent exploded. Every time the long sword swung an extra inch, the murderous intent on the sword becomes stronger, waiting for Ouyang Luo's
When the long sword and the blood blade collided together vigorously, the sword energy on it was even more murderous to an unimaginable level of solidity.
Suddenly, a real thunder sounded in the air. With Ouyang Luo and the Blood Blade Center, a large area of the ground was blown away, and even the scattered sword energy caused a strong earthquake.
The dust fell all over the sky, and a huge pit appeared at the center of the two swords fighting each other, like a sea bowl that had been expanded countless times. Ouyang Luo and Blood Blade were standing at the bottom of the bowl, both legs
Stand firmly, no one was shrunk and retreated.
"Huh? Boy, you can actually use my random attack. It seems that your human skin is really worth collecting."
The eyes as big as a blood blade and bronze bell looked at Ouyang Luo in surprise. His left hand, which was not holding the sword, rubbed his short and thick beard on his chin, and looked at Ouyang Luo with interest.
Ouyang Luo's voice was cold and he didn't even look at the Blood Blade: "I'm not interested in human skin. What I'm more interested in is to cut you into two pieces and see if your mouth can still be so verbose."
"Hmph!" Blood Blade snorted coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a bloody light flashed. He used all his strength on his right hand and pressed down his body. The giant sword suddenly seemed to be pressing on a stone mountain, thundering towards Ouyang Luo's long sword.
Jian Shuo: "I think you must be the one who was beaten into a meat pie first!"
"Not necessarily!" Ouyang Luo's long sword turned around with his strength. As he spoke, his whole body swayed around the ground like a top. The long sword in his hand had a sharp murderous intent and stabbed directly upwards and slanted towards him.
After Blood Blade's throat, if Blood Blade still wants to smash the giant sword to the ground and implement it, Ouyang Luo will definitely create a big blood hole on his neck. (To be continued...)