Bingming Sword Lord's face turned cold and his eyes looked at Duan Heng like ice: "I heard it clearly just now, but if that's the case, I think no Sword Sect will willingly respect your Chaos Sword Sect's order!"
Duan Heng smiled confidently: "The Bingming Sword Master is too worried. Any sword sect that does not want to surrender to my Chaos Sword Sect will be destroyed. How can those who do not know the current affairs, go further on the path of swordsmanship?"
The two sword masters in the field faced each other in a tit-for-tat way, and Duan Heng's aggressive force gradually forced out the toughness of Bingming Sword Master.
Bingming Sword Lord sneered: "Since that's the case, why not fight a fight? I have been a Bingming Sword Sect for thousands of years in Bingming Sea Sect. I have encountered other sects of all sizes and many millions of times to challenge them. The sect is still in this city. I am here today and will definitely be there in the future!"
The expression on Duan Heng's face seemed to remain unchanged all year round, and he only had a warm smile. At the moment, he had only one reply to the strength of Bingming Sword Lord.
"Then speak with a sword!"
Duan Heng's words fell, and the swordsmen of the Chaos Sword Sect and the Bingming Sword Sect seemed to have heard the horn of charge. They drew their swords in their hands and made a move to rush forward. The swordsmen on both sides instantly jumped high like two peaks with completely opposite directions, hitting each other with great force!
Suddenly, blood was flying in the Bingming City covered with ice and snow for thousands of years, full of shouts of shouting and killing. The sky was filled with bright red snowflakes, and the bright red and mysterious under the reflection of the crystal-clear ice ridges everywhere.
A swordsman will fall to the ground in almost every breath and will never be able to afford it again.
Lu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the large-scale battle in the field without blinking. Whenever a secret sword exploded, he would immediately turn his eyes and seriously feel the sword moves of sword intent and transformation that erupted during the sword-sword struggle, hoping to absorb more essence from it and transform it into his own secret sword.
Duan Heng and the four sword masters of the Bingming Sword Sect did not take action, allowing swordsmen with different realms to fight in the same place, shouting and killing were kept ringing in the wind and snow.
"mean!"
Lu Ming suddenly heard a shout in his hiding place. The sound was quite familiar.
Lu Ming moved his body and took a look. The young sword hand who had previously ordered the Bingming Sword Sect to not pursue him was bright red on the left side, and a half-long short sword pierced the ribs under his left chest. He was staggering to retreat to the place where he was hiding, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.
On both sides of the young swordsman in the fur robe, the swordsman, one tall and one short, chased after him with a grin. The short swordsman's hands were holding a short sword upside down. Similar to the short swordsman that stabbed the young swordsman, it seemed that this short man hurt the young swordsman.
Just do you want to do it? Lu Ming remembered that this young swordsman had helped him before, and the belief in words made him somewhat agree with it.
Thinking of this, Lu Ming's eyes gradually narrowed and his body slowly moved a few times...
The young senior brother of the Bingming Sword Sect stepped back and stood firm, pressed the wound with his left hand, and the crystal-like sword in his right hand was slanted straight to the ground. The cold sword force on his whole body became much weaker than before, and his body was even more staggering and unsteady.
He looked at the two swordsmen in front of him and said angrily: "Swordsmen duel. You actually attacked from behind, which simply insulted the sword in your hands!"
"Haha!" The short swordsman laughed strangely and looked at the young swordsman with a funny look: "Boy, the sword is a murderous sword. As long as it can kill people, only those fools will be honest and honest."
The tall swordsman saw the two men pushing the young man in the fur robe into the narrow alley, and the young swordsman was even more injured. He smiled slightly relaxed and said, "That's right. When killing people, do you have to talk about swordsmanship? That's pure nonsense! I'm not the opponent of you, the senior brother of the Bingming Sword Sect, so I'm looking for someone to help you, just to kill you..."
The two swordsmen of the Ton Mixed Sword Sect smiled proudly, feeling that the situation at this moment was already in their hands.
But at this moment, the tall and short swordsmen discovered that the young swordsmen who were severely injured by the two suddenly looked solemn, which made them unable to help but feel cautious and carefully held the sword to protect them.
But at this moment, the tall swordsman suddenly felt a pain in his heart. A long sword pierced from behind his left chest toward his chest at some point. The sudden change was completely beyond his expectations!
The long sword was blinking, and the tall swordsman suddenly lost his strength due to the heavy blow. The short swordsman beside him was shocked and turned around quickly without hesitation, spinning like a rotating top. The two short swords in his hand were both thrown in the direction behind the tall man with experience.
But as soon as he turned around, he saw no figure behind the tall swordsman. Only a short sword flashed in front of him like a ghost, and penetrated directly from his right eye. The sword energy immediately shattered everything it touched in his brain!
How is this possible? I integrated my hidden weapon techniques into the short sword technique. Whether it was dodging my body techniques or throwing my hidden weapon, I spent a lot of effort. But why was the person who was sneak attacked to calculate the action of my spinning and dodging?
The short swordsman was full of such a last flash of thought. From the corner of his eyes, he seemed to see a young swordsman with only the sword king realm slowly walking out of the shadow on the side of the alley...
"It's you?"
The young senior brother of the Bingming Sword Sect looked at Lu Ming who suddenly appeared from the side and the corpses of the two swordsmen who suddenly fell to the ground in front of him, and looked surprised.
He never thought that Lu Ming would save him. What surprised him even more was that Lu Ming successfully attacked two swordsmen in the Sword King realm with his strength. Thinking of the part of the sword moves full of assassination intent that he had just seen, he couldn't help but sweat a layer of cold sweat behind him.
However, at this time, the young senior brother seemed to be unable to withstand the serious injuries anymore. He suddenly threw himself forward, and Lu Ming subconsciously went up to help him up.
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted outside the alley, and a group of swordsmen wearing the Chaos Sword Sect's sword robe turned into the alley. When the dozens of swordsmen saw Lu Ming and the senior brother of the Bingming Sword Sect whom he was supporting, they all screamed excitedly.
"Come on! The wanted kid is here! There is also a target that the Ice Nether Sword Sect must kill!"
Suddenly, Lu Ming felt countless gazes flashing from all directions, all projecting towards him!
...
"Go away! It's not advisable to stay here for a long time!"
Lu Ming stood in the alley, but he didn't expect that the people of the Chaos Sword Sect would react so quickly. Just a moment of breathing, he felt that the spiritual consciousness of several sword masters quickly passed through the alley, and he suddenly found his traces.
Lu Ming was slightly shocked, turned around and retrieved the short sword from the dead short swordman, without forgetting to call the young fur-robed swordman of the Bingming Sword Sect to withdraw together.
But when he turned to look at the young senior brother of the Bingming Sword Sect beside him, he immediately saw the young swordsman suddenly looked at him with a bitter smile, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the pure white fur robe on his body red, and then he threw his body forward in his direction.
"Tsk! It's really time to dizzy!"
The changes in the field were a little beyond Lu Ming's expectations, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, but his body still rushed forward in the decision that he made in his mind. He grabbed the seriously injured young swordsman in front of the swordsman from the Ton Sword Sect with one hand.
Asked intently, Lu Ming felt that he could not let this young swordsman die at the hands of the Chaos Sword Sect, but this kind of rescue made him lose the best opportunity to break through the siege!
"Haha, this person is only in the realm of the Sword King, and he is actually thinking about saving people. It's a bargain for us brothers!"
"Catch him! Elder Zheng Jian will definitely have a heavy reward. If you really get the secret sword inheritance, you will definitely be able to make a fortune in the future!"
"There is also the boy who fainted, and it is also the target that the Bingming Sword Sect must get rid of this time. It's just right that I fainted now, otherwise it would be a lot of trouble if one sword saint is added. Haha, I'm making a lot of money now!"
The swordsmen who rushed into the alley were shocked when they saw Lu Ming's body very fast, and thought Lu Ming would run away directly. But what they didn't expect was that Lu Ming actually delayed the opportunity to escape in order to save the young senior brother of the Bingming Sword Sect, which made them all excited.
Catching two people is rewarded with the secret sword inheritance.
The more than ten swordsmen of the Chaos Sword Sect thought about it, the more excited they became. The few people who were running first couldn't help but speed up and took the lead in front of a group of fellow disciples. There were too many monks and too little porridge, and only by grabbing people was the real thing!
At the same time, seven or eight long swords rushed towards the young swordsman supported by Lu Minghe. Lu Ming felt the sword marks in his body tremble slightly, and a crazy and fierce murderous intent was hidden from the swordsmen of several Chaos Sword Sect's swordsmen's long swordsman, which stimulated the sword energy in his body began to surge rapidly.
"I really respect me..."
Lu Ming's eyes quickly flew over the swordsmen of the Chaos Sword Sect who were snatching him, and found that the first swordsmen to pursue the alley were at the lowest level and were at the sword king realm, and they were obviously a group of elite soldiers in the Chaos Sword Sect. Several long swords were up and down, just like the wind and snow rolling up and down in the sky in the Bingming City, sealing all the positions in the alley that could be avoided in the fierce sword moves.
Inexplicably, Lu Ming felt a sudden burst of aura in his chest. On the earth, on the sword energy continent, that progress in swordsmanship was not realized after life and death... Although the current situation is almost dead, it may not be impossible to fight a way out!
With a gritted teeth, Lu Ming held the sword inverted, and swept the sword energy in front of him with his foot, his arm strength and sword energy. The feminine force of Tai Chi sword technique was like a drop of water falling into a lake, and instantly pulled a crazy siege towards the sword edge that was vital to his chest and abdomen into a thin ripples. Several long swords were successfully led by Lu Ming to deviate from the trajectory.