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After gritting his teeth, Lu Ming raised the short sword in his hand and drew a Tai Chi ring again, facing the sword whip that seemed to be able to split everything in an instant!
The short sword and two sword whips were fighting in the air. The powerful sword energy filled with Nalan Tiefeng's soft sword suddenly burst out, and Lu Ming's body trembled. Even the sword energy condensed by the sword scars was almost completely dissipated under Nalan Tiefeng's desperate attack. His entire left arm almost lost consciousness in an instant.
However, Lu Ming also borrowed strength at this desperate moment. Driven by the round balance of Tai Chi, the speed of his body's side rotation brought out a phantom. The long sword in his right hand chased Nalan Tiefeng straight from the right side, and the sword blade slashed from the right side to the left side.
The sword light was red. Nalan Tiefeng in front of Lu Ming had no time to rush out of the attack range of the sword blade behind him. The sharp sword blade cut into the thigh under the right hip and directly cut off several ribs and organs in the lumbar spine and left oblique waist and abdomen. The fast sword directly cut off the body of the strong man in front of him into two pieces!
It's done!
Lu Ming felt the shock of his arm and body by Nalan Tiefeng's sword energy, and he felt that his chest was almost breathless by the sword energy. His body was pressed against Nalan Tiefeng like a shadow, and he stabbed another fiercely at the vest of his opponent who had lost balance. Nalan Tiefeng's body was directly penetrated by the sword energy and fell straight to the ground.
Nalan Tiefeng thought that the sword whip could get him to escape, but the sword energy suddenly increased behind him came to his body, and then his lower body completely lost his intuition. Not only that, another sword energy then lifted the stinging pain in his chest to the extreme, and in an instant, the pain in his body seemed to be left with only a numbness.
Feeling his body falling from the air inexplicably, Nalan Tiefeng wanted to exert force again, but he felt that all his strength suddenly disappeared with the wound on his vest. The world in front of him seemed to have begun to fade instantly, like a dry and yellow ancient scroll.
Seeing that his body was about to fall to the ground, Nalan Tiefeng used all his strength to support his hands and turned his body to the front when he fell to the ground. Then he found that half of his body with long legs fell to the ground behind him, and his body had been cut into two pieces by a sword!
Chapter 6,
The air around seemed to be frozen suddenly. Nalan Tiefeng looked directly at Lu Ming, who was standing behind him with his left arm. His eyes gradually began to dissipate, and the ferocious expression on his face gradually began to fade...
The group of swordsmen around him couldn't help but look incredible when they saw this. A swordsman who was only in the realm of the Sword King actually defeated a sword saint. This was even more incredible than a three-year-old child killing people with a wooden sword!
The swordsmen all have their own pride, so even the swordsmen in Loulan leader hated Nalan Tiefeng, but they could only look up at his swordsman's strength. When they saw Lu Ming taking action, they thought that another corpse would soon appear on the ground, but they never expected that the two people with such a gap in strength would fight in life and death, and the person standing at the end was Lu Ming in the Sword King realm!
Several swordsmen suddenly felt their blood rising, and they raised their swords and walked towards Nalan Tiefeng, wishing they could tear him to pieces.
Hearing the footsteps around him, Nalan Tiefeng lay quietly on the ground. He was completely disdainful of the swordsmen who rushed over.
His eyes were still looking straight at Lu Ming, his lips squirmed a few times, and he tried his best to breathe and open his mouth: "...The clever sword technique... works very well, but it's a pity that you can't survive today. Elder... He will not let you go. If you want to survive, join our Chaos Sword Sect..."
After saying these words, Nalan Tiefeng seemed to have completely used up all his strength, leaving only breathing and waiting to die.
Lu Ming confirmed that Nalan Tiefeng's heart vein was completely broken and was about to leave, but he didn't expect that this opponent who had died last moment would say such words. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Nalan Tiefeng, and his heart was filled with inexplicable throbbing.
"There is no so-called cleverness. The sword in your hand is a killing sword. The person who kills people with a sword is also a killing sword..."
Inexplicably, Lu Ming found that Nalan Tiefeng's dark eyes were already beginning to become slightly shining when he heard his voice. Then he gritted his teeth and forced his last sentence before his eyes were completely lost: "Good words... It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to let you see my secret sword..."
After saying this, Nalan Tiefeng's voice was only a trace of travel.
Lu Ming looked at Nalan Tiefeng, and raised the long sword in his hand solemnly and waved it, directly cutting off the last trace of vitality on the swordsman's body, completely relieved his last pain.
Lu Ming's behavior made the surrounding people who wanted to dismember themselves and relieve their hatred subconsciously stop. Several swordsmen paused, turned around and fell into the battle again.
Shentu and the Angry Sword Master both saw Lu Ming's performance. Shentu couldn't help but smile. No matter how Lu Ming calculated, he was his nephew. He killed a sword saint with his own strength at the Sword King realm, which comforted him.
What satisfied him even more was that when the swordsmen were born, they all followed the swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's life, and it is not uncommon for them to fight each other. However, if a swordsman is about to die, even if the swordsman is opponent, the real swordsman will inevitably feel sad. After all, all swordsmans are walking on the endless road of pursuing swordsmanship. If one person dies, one person will be missing on the swordsman's path...
Duan Heng also saw an accident here, but Nalan Tiefeng's death seemed to have no effect on him. Instead, he looked at Lu Ming curiously and suddenly shouted at the tall and thin swordsman who was standing with Zhao Ziheng in the field: "Xu Guizhu, quickly deal with the guy at your hand. The boy who killed Nalan Tiefeng here will also be given to you. Today, if you want to destroy the sword sects of Lou Yun and the two sword masters, you must eradicate the roots."
"I'll leave that kid to me!"
The tall and thin man shook Zhao Ziheng's long sword with a wide and thick sword shield on his arm, swept over Lu Ming, and after saying that, he stretched out his vicious and bright red tongue to add a circle to his lips, as if he was aiming at something that was ready to eat the delicious food.
As the head disciple of the Angry Lotus Sword, Zhao Ziheng was instinctively unhappy when he saw Xu Guizhu fighting with him in front of him being distracted in the sword fight.
"Secret Sword! Blood Lotus is now on the Pan!"
Zhao Ziheng shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand spiked into the gap between the opponent's pair of protective swords and shields, and it was like a flying fire meteor, as fast as thunderbolt!
Xu Guizhu found that the sword was fast and she looked calm, but her eyes suddenly soaked in a layer of excitement.
The sword light flashed, and the swordsmen around who were paying attention to the sword fighting between the two saw Zhao Ziheng's long sword straight through the back of Xu Guizhu. The sharpness of the half-sharp sword peak revealed most of the sword body behind Xu Guizhu in the blink of an eye, which was very conspicuous.
But Lu Ming's eyes flashed. There was no blood on Zhao Ziheng's sword, and this sword did not hit it!
How is that possible!
Zhao Ziheng, who personally used the sword, knew better than Lu Ming what happened in the attack just now. Xu Guizhu showed no sign of moving, but her body seemed to be without bones. She twisted her body like a snake's waist and dodged, and she suddenly dodged the long sword he thought he would win.
It was like a sharp wind trying to blow the willow branches, but the strong wind blew, but the willow branches were safe and sound.
The most important thing is that Zhao Ziheng decided to make a decisive decision and was confident that this sword would win, but he only made a sword. His body was already close to Xu Guizhu and was completely within the attack range of Xu Guizhu.
Xu Guizhu succeeded in his plan. After avoiding the sword, he smiled in a cunning way, with his arms closed, and his body quickly approached Zhao Ziheng, and held Zhao Ziheng in his arms beyond everyone's expectations.
Not only Lu Ming, but also the swordsmen who led the Lou Yun all secretly said that it was not good. A strange swordsman like Xu Guizhu must not let him get close to him like this!
But before Lu Ming and others' concern flashed, Zhao Ziheng had no time to withdraw his sword and return to defense. After being hugged by Xu Guizhu, he actually screamed. Dozens or hundreds of sharp blood holes suddenly appeared on his chest and back!
The situation took a sharp turn for the worse if Zhao Ziheng screamed like this. Several swordsmen from the Angry Lotus Sword Sect around them all stepped forward and attacked, hoping to quickly save the senior brother in the enemy's hand. Zhao Ziheng, covered in blood, also blew the sword energy on his body to protect him, trying to shake the opponent who was holding his body tightly.
The sword energy in the field buzzed, and the strong sword robe on Xu Guizhu was instantly shaking. A close-fitting chain armor covered with long and sharp thorns on his fingers suddenly appeared on him. He was tied to the inside of the wide and thick sword like a shield on his hands, and even had claws that looked like a monster claw, with a palm length.
These spikes are now stabbing into Zhao Ziheng's body. No wonder even a swordsman in the Sword Saint realm can't stand this kind of trauma. He was instantly stabbed out of a dense wound like a hornet's nest!
"Senior Brother!"
The swordsmen of the Angry Lotus Sword Sect surrounded Xu Guizhu, and the long swords stabbed Xu Guizhu, wearing hedgehog-like armor. The sword energy lingers on the long sword. Everyone uses their full strength at such an important moment.
Lu Ming calmed down his blood energy that was surging by Nalan Tiefeng's sword energy, and subconsciously passed his eyes over. Looking at Xu Guizhu's chain armor, he couldn't help but frown. This kind of swordsman's swordsman's rescue was definitely an extraordinary swordsman, and the rescue of these swordsmen was not very appropriate.
But Zhao Ziheng is in a difficult situation now, so it is impossible not to save him.
Seeing a sword blade shining coldly, Xu Guizhu suddenly smiled in her mouth, holding Zhao Ziheng who was struggling constantly, the sword energy covered the spikes on the chain armor all over her body, and her body turned rapidly like a loach, facing the sword light,
In an instant, sparks of gold and iron attacks flew everywhere, but Xu Guizhu's body relied on the powerful sword energy to break through the surroundings of everyone, shook a group of swordsmen who surrounded him to rescue Zhao Ziheng. Then his body rushed into the arms of a swordsman whose swordsman was swept away like a cannonball. The spikes on the chain armor all over his body broke through the swordsman's body, and Xu Guizhu's body penetrated through blood.
The ruptured swordsman's corpse fell to the ground, and Xu Guizhu was covered with blood and stood on the broken bones and flesh of the swordsman's corpse. His expression was even more like a ghost, and his fierce momentum was deterrent for a moment.