Lu Ming has been observing the situation on the field, knowing that if he were the Pojun Sword Master, he would have the same thoughts, but Jin Minghao is definitely not such a stupid person and it is impossible for him to let him be in danger of being threatened by the Pojun Sword Master. He must have some backup plan.
Suddenly, Lu Ming's eyes shrank, and a sword intent that was absolutely crazy and shockingly exploded from the group of sword demons beside Jin Minghao!
A cunning and ruthless look was revealed in Jin Haoming's eyes. In his pupils, a giant sword emerged out of thin air from the ground, and a strange giant sword that completely dispersed the entire mountain!
The giant sword foot is as tall as a mountain. Its wide face shot straight towards the Pojun Sword Lord. On the wide and flat sword ridge, there was a slim figure covered with a strange black robe.
Sword Master! Another sword master with a strong sword energy all over his body, and the sword intent alone suppressed him. Sword Master, who couldn't breathe, appeared!
In contrast to this huge sword body, Pojun Sword Lord's body is like an ant under a guillotine, and his body flying in the air looks extremely small!
Countless people in the field were stunned and some active people screamed.
"Sword Castle! This is the legendary sword castle of the sword madman!"
A chaotic voice shouted, and the field was filled with gasping sounds. Lu Ming was also confused and looked at the giant sword that had been broken by more than a hundred meters in an instant. Only those who were immersed in the scene could feel this shock, just like the world that was truly completely shattered in an instant, and a giant sword used by a giant emerged out of thin air.
In front of this giant sword, Lu Ming also felt that the giant sword that suddenly appeared in his eyes was quite large. Even if he had seen many alien long swords, he had never seen such a huge sword! Such a unique sword!
Inexplicably, Lu Ming felt the sword marks in his body move slightly. On the giant sword, there was a strong sword intent isolated from the heaven and earth, like a wild horse that broke free from the reins, without any rules and regulations!
The face of Pojun Sword Master lost color for the first time, and he instantly realized that he was trapped in a conspiracy, and his teeth were chewing.
"Ghost Swordman! High Priest!" Since it is not the sword hall that got the sword castle, then there is only the ghost swordman!
"Children Pojun. I have a sword castle. Next year's day will be your death day! I will kill you first and then go and kill the old guy in your sword hall in the future!"
The graceful body on the giant sword has a grim and bizarre voice, as if thousands of fingers were scratching the rough sword surface, making people's eardrums hurt. Many people also knew the identity of this woman at once.
The high priest of the ghost swordsman in the trial land! A legendary monster-like character!
The giant sword cut through the sky. It did not give Pojun Sword Master a chance to prepare at all. A rapid dark cloud suddenly burst out from the giant sword, covering the entire group of Pojun Sword Master.
Lu Ming could see clearly. Every dark cloud flew out from several gaps opened by the giant sword. The length and thickness of the black long sword were different, but they were all controlled by the ghost swordsman and high priest, just like a ghost spider weaving a net with sharp swords and sword energy, using heaven and earth as the back of the net!
"Shitwoman!"
Pojun Sword Master screamed strangely, and the long sword in his hand drew out sword energy, fighting with all his strength to resist the "Dark Cloud".
Suddenly, the sword energy collided with the dark clouds, and the sound of thousands of sword blades collided and exploded from the air.
Lu Ming saw the dark clouds covering the sky and the sun dispersed and turned into millions of long swords like crucian carp in the middle of the river. Each sharp sword emitted a cold sword intent, which was linked by a strange and unexplainable sword energy.
"It's the sword castle's ten thousand swords! Legend has it that there are 100,000 swords hidden in the sword castle, and each one is a magic weapon. The sword madman uses these sharp swords to do evil and trade his body for the death and injury of the fifteen sword saints!"
There was a swordsman exclaiming, and the reputation of the sword madman was profound in all swordsmans, and it still scared the children to cry at night!
Lu Ming was also shocked when facing Huanghuang Jianyun.
The sword castle is definitely a kind of swordsmanship, a different swordsmanship than a single sword and double sword, which is a swordsmanship that uses its body to control the swordsmanship.
Using qi to control the sword and extend the scope of the sword to extend the sword energy, just like a sword saint who can release the sword energy outward, it is a more high-end sword-moving method. This kind of sword still uses the body and mind of the sword hand as the core, and uses the sword energy to extend the sword technique between heaven and earth!
"Good sword!"
Although the situation was not good, Lu Ming still praised it from the bottom of his heart. The sword rains all over the sky seemed to be so cold that it could penetrate people's hearts. As expected, the reputation of the sword madman was indeed reliable. Even if Pojun Sword Master faced such a dense attack, he could only protect himself with all his strength.
"Yes, if you can take the sword of this priest, you are worthy of being the Supreme Sword of the Sword Hall..."
The slim figure on the giant sword was wrapped around the body by a black sword energy, connecting thousands of long swords of different sizes shot out from the giant sword body to the sword energy on her body. However, her tone did not want to be so admirable. She raised her hand and led thousands of long sword shadows in front of her. A cold voice came from under the black veil: "But all you can take is this sword!"
The sky suddenly became dark and silent. The giant sword under the Ghost Swordsman High Priest became shadowy in the dark, like a sea shark with a giant mouth opened, rolling up a huge wave that soared into the sky, instantly swallowing the Pojun Sword Lord!
The sword rain was everywhere, and Pojun Sword Master was completely unavoidable when facing the overturn of the giant sword. He rushed too far. At this time, even if he wanted to retreat, he was not as good as the prepared ghost swordsman high priest. He was like a flying insect stuck to a spider web, struggling with all his strength.
The iron-blooded sword force of the golden sword and iron horse was raised again on the body of the Pojun Sword Master. When the long sword in his hand moved, the sword energy shot out of the sword body brought a fierce and fierce sword intent that was moving forward. If a swordsman with a weak mind encountered this sword force, it would definitely be difficult to even raise the courage to draw the sword.
When Lu Ming saw the sword energy of Pojun Jian Zun's full force, he also jumped lightly. Facing this sword energy, he had no choice but to dodge and had no other choice.
The sword energy and the sword rain intersected in the air again. A rain that had increased countless times and hit the banana, sounded like thunder. The sword rain was swift and violent. Facing the sword energy of the Pojun Sword Master, he kept stabbing the sword energy of the Pojun Sword Master into a mess.
Lu Ming's face moved, and the sword rains displayed by the high priest of the Ghost Swordsman were densely packed, which was obviously connected by a strange sword energy. Whenever a long sword was oppressed and impacted, it would share the resistance to dozens or hundreds of shanks around. The large piece of sword rain was like a whole, moving the whole body. No matter how sharp the sword energy of the Pojun Sword Master was, it would be shattered by the sword rain woven by thousands of long swords. This was definitely a crazy sword formation made of sword cloth!
It’s like just holding up a small umbrella in a rainstorm. As long as the rain is tight and rapid, it will be impossible to stop the heavy rain from falling on your body from all around.
The sword rain overwhelmed, and the body of Pojun Sword Master was red. Although both of them were Sword Masters, the high priest of the Ghost Sword Master had a plan and was unintentional. The sword castle that appeared again was covered with sharp swords, which shook people's minds. Pojun Sword Master was completely at a disadvantage!
At this time, more than a dozen sword saints in the sword hall flew to the air to support the Pojun Sword Master, and were all taken in their eyes by the Ghost Sword Master.
Suddenly, the long swords that passed by the Pojun Sword Master all turned their swords strangely, and another gust of storms rolled up, capsizing more than a thousand swords under more than a thousand swords. A group of swordsmen were not opponents of the Ghost Swordsman High Priest. A group of people were in a hurry to protect several swords with all their strength, and were stabbed by hundreds of sharp swords. The dead bodies fell from the air in scattered areas.
"Go up! Kill the Pojun sent by Jiantang, and the Broken Sword is ours!"
After Jin Minghao took action, several sword demons protected him. At this time, when he saw the Pojun Sword Master being suppressed, Jin Minghao gave the order, several sword demons who were as tall as two people stood out from behind him.
Jin Minghao suddenly raised his hand and patted the sword demons a few palms. A sword energy, which was as colored as the fog, poured into the bodies of several sword demons from his palm, and instantly elevated the sword demons to the realm of the peak sword saint. A sword energy that looked like the fog of the swamp was lingered in his body.
When several sword demons got the sword energy, they immediately roared wildly, their eyes showed fierce light, and raised their bodies and rushed towards the Pojun Sword Master in the air.
When Pojun Sword Master saw the abnormal movement of the sword demon, he gritted his teeth and waved his long sword and shot out several sword energy. Anyone could see that these sword demons with bare hands and empty fists were quite a problem, but the high priest of the ghost swordsman took the lead. Pojun Sword Master can only support him with all his strength and dare not easily break the rapid sword rain that is getting tighter and tighter!
The high priest of the ghost swordsman, Yu moved his long sword, quickly broke through several sword energy of the Pojun Sword Master, and deliberately protected several sword demons that soared into the sky.
Several sword demons rose into the air. When their bodies rushed to the side of Pojun Sword Lord, they all screamed strangely. Their bodies quickly expanded like inflatable balloons. In the blink of an eye, a mysterious sword energy broke out from their bodies, and together with the broken flesh and blood that were blown to pieces, they enveloped Pojun Sword Lord.
In an instant, everyone saw Pojun Sword Master's rush to protect him, and he still couldn't avoid being stood on his body by a few strange sword energy. His body's speed was very fast and he was stagnant.
"This is... you villains! You dare to fight me Pojun with you in a dignified battle!"
Pojun Jianzun cursed, and Lu Ming and others could hear the panic in the tone of this fierce sword master.
"Hahahaha! Pojun, come to my sword demon territory, and you really think of your sword master's strength, can you be able to surround Wuji? If you are hit by my demon fog, it depends on how long your sword energy can last!"
When Jin Minghao saw that Pojun Sword Master was hit, he walked out of the sword demon's guard without restraint. Seeing Pojun Sword Master's sword master's sword energy beginning to weaken, he burst into laughter proudly.