"That's what I said, it seems that the young man who hurts people is going to be in trouble. (Dingdian Novel)"
"Sword Hall is a little bit of a protective gear, it seems that he won't let him go."
"What should I do? The sword master in charge of the test just now is already so powerful. If he gets a swordsman in the Sword King Realm who is in the same realm as that boy, will that boy still face the challenge? The swordsman is obviously going to target him."
"But now I have offended Jiantang. Do you think this kid can still leave? So be careful when taking the test later, so don't make it impossible for Jiantang to get out of the stage."
"Do you think Jiantang will hold back..."
No one is optimistic about Lu Ming, and many people are even more worried about the test they will take in later.
The Sword Saint, the head of the Sword Hall, took all the reactions of the swordsmen around him into his eyes, and felt unsatisfied. The conditions for recruiting people in the Sword Hall this time were really good, and no one in the Supreme Sword Realm wanted Lu Ming to stand up.
The Sword Saint in charge looked at Lu Ming again, and he didn't want this young swordsman who hurt his people to retreat. After all, this is related to the two sides of the swordsman in the sword hall, how could a native swordsman be stolen in front of him by an indigenous swordsman?
Most people also looked at Lu Ming at this time, and they also wanted to know what the young swordsman who felt a little naughty would answer.
"Okay." Lu Ming's answer was more straightforward than everyone imagined. His eyes passed through the eyes of the crowd, directly facing the eyes of the head of the Sword Saint. A smile that looked harmless suddenly appeared on his face, paused, and said again: "But the swordsman who came up this time should not be as weak as the previous one. If the opponent's strength is too poor, I am a little unsure of the force to take action. If it hurts the person again, it will be bad."
Good guy, this is adding fuel to the fire!
The swordsmen on the Supreme Sword Realm saw that the people on the sword hall had obviously become ugly, and they looked at Lu Ming standing in the field with a little complicated heart.
The head of the sword saint sneered, and felt that Lu Ming was seeking death. He glanced at the swordsmen beside him: "I'm going down, don't let this little brother who participated in the test be disappointed."
Several swordsmen in the Sword King Realm responsible for the test in the Sword Hall looked at each other. The last tall swordsman with a thin bone stepped forward, and the rest of the swordsman in the Sword King Realm saw that this person was going to take action. They all turned their eyes directly to the test field. It seemed that they had no objection to the strength of this tall and thin swordsman.
Lu Ming's appearance and meditation made them temporarily let go of their past competition in the sword hall. Now they are all united in the same hatred of the enemy and want to teach Lu Ming a lesson.
The tall and thin swordsman looked at Lu Ming with a cold look, walked slowly into the field, and tested the sword without a sharp edge with blood stained on the ground with his toes. He directly picked up and held it.
"Go to do it." The tall and thin swordsman said conceitably. If a swordsman who has mastered the swordsmanship of the Sword Saint Realm cannot beat a sword king, then he will see the ghost!
"Okay." Lu Ming was not affected by the complex atmosphere in the field at all. He responded casually and began to slowly walk towards his new opponent. His expression was as relaxed as if he was just dealing with the sword master in the sword hall.
The swordsman on the side of the sword hall had already disliked Lu Ming. Seeing Lu Ming start the game in the same way as the sword fight in the previous game, he felt even more disgusted.
"Is he going to be careless like he was in the game? How could he use that trick to draw a sword twice in a row?"
"It's good that this is the case. There will be no chance for him to regret it at that time. If the people from our sword hall are touched, he can escape without hesitation? That's a joke!"
"Don't worry about how he is artificial, you must break his hand, otherwise you will be unable to breathe. He hurts people in the territory of our sword hall, but he really doesn't take us seriously."
Not only the swordsman on the side of the sword hall, but also hesitating whether to stand behind Lu Ming to support the swordsman in the supreme swordsman in the swordsman world, he also felt like he couldn't figure it out at this time.
They were really not sure what Lu Ming was thinking. Facing such a swordsman of the same sword realm, he actually looked relaxed. Is this too conceited or confident? Everyone put their minds on the first guess.
"Do it, use your fastest sword!"
The tall and thin sword king looked at Lu Ming with a faint expression. After Lu Ming walked in, he spoke without any concealment in his heart and said almost provocatively.
He had already made up his mind that as long as Lu Ming attacked him, he would definitely use his own way to fight back and break the wrist of the young and hateful swordsman, otherwise the depression in his heart would be vented. Just now, Lu Ming slapped him with a loud slap in front of a group of swordsmen in the supreme swordsmanship, and he had to return the slap in his hand!
"OK."
Lu Ming responded to the provocation of the sword king in front of the sword hall, like a deep pool, keeping his emotions deep in his heart, so that everyone could not see through what he was thinking.
As soon as he finished speaking, the people in Jiantang always showed disdain, and no one thought Lu Ming would win again.
But at this moment, the sword in Lu Ming's hand seemed to disappear suddenly, and his body also left only a blurry afterimage that fell into the eyes of everyone. This sword was used like a catkins of willows in the wind, and the clouds were calm and light without a trace of sword energy fluctuations...
Take action!
A group of swordsmen ignored Lu Ming's swordsmanship. They realized that the sword fight began, and they were like hyenas who smelled the bloody smell of rotten flesh, all of which fell in front of the tall and thin sword king in the sword hall in the field.
No matter how fast a sword is, it is useless if it cannot hurt people!
Seeing Lu Ming taking action, the tall and thin sword king of the sword hall narrowed his eyes and shook his body. He completely exploded the powerful sword energy without hesitation. He activated his arm to swing the sword and accelerated the stab, and suddenly acted like he exchanged a sword with Lu Ming for a sword.
"Good guy! The sword king in the sword hall is so fast to draw his sword. Is he trying to fight for whose sword? It seems that the people in the sword hall are so angry that they are so angry that they are determined to fight the sword to decide the outcome!"
Among the people in the Supreme Sword World who were watching the test, there was a swordsman calmly saying that although they were not optimistic about Lu Ming, they were so complicated that they didn't want the people on their side were not the opponents of the swordsman in the sword hall.
"The sword hall is coming in preparation at first sight. The boy here is going to be a bad thing." Someone sighed, and he was not optimistic about Lu Ming, who was targeted by the sword hall.
"It's a pity for this kid. In fact, his sword is also very fast, but his momentum is completely suppressed by the explosion from the opposite side." Someone sighed the same way.
"What a pity? Anyway, he is just a naughty person. If he makes trouble like this, our test will become troublesome later."
After saying that, the man subconsciously looked at the swordsman on the side of the sword hall and found that the swordsman on the other side looked relaxed. He seemed to be full of confidence in the tall and thin sword king on the field and was completely unfavorable to Lu Ming's offensive...
Seeing Lu Ming's figure appeared in front of the tall and thin sword king of the sword hall, the long sword without a sword in his hand that was stinging his arm in front of him was missing out with the opponent's parallel adjacent in the air. He did not avoid his body and withdraw his hands because of the same straight stab. Instead, the smile on his face became stronger.
His opponent didn't care about the sword in his hand. He just wanted to stab the sword in Wufeng on his wrist, not covering up his revenge.
"Dog eyes look at people..."
Lu Ming's eyes flashed in his eyes, a grim smile appeared on his face of the tall and thin swordsman in front of Jiantang, and a sentence that only he could hear clearly suddenly floated across his mouth.
In an instant, Lu Ming's muscles were visible to the naked eye and collapsed violently and quickly. The figure that appeared in front of the tall and thin sword king in the sword hall became blurred again. The long sword in his hand seemed to be led by a thunder and lightning, and a layer of shining sword energy suddenly flashed through.
After less than a blink of an eye, Lu Ming's wrist and his entire sideways flew into his body, quickly breaking through the direction pointed by the opponent's long sword, which was completely beyond everyone's expectations. No one expected Lu Ming would burst out with such a tough prick!
A sword light flashed, and although the group of people did not see clearly how the long sword in Lu Ming's hand was swinging, a blood arrow suddenly burst out from the neck of the tall and thin swordsman in the sword hall, and a huge gap appeared. The strong smell of blood suddenly splashed into the surrounding air.
At this time, the long sword without a brow in Lu Ming's hand appeared again, which attracted the attention of everyone subconsciously focused on him. It was this long sword that cut off the tall and thin sword king's neck half of the length, but now when he looked, he could not see any trace of blood stains on the sword body... This sword was so fast that he didn't even have time to dye the sword's edge!
Lu Ming stood firmly, and the tall and thin sword king of the sword hall was like the skeleton was suddenly removed, and he collapsed straight on the ground. The blood spurted out from the wound between his neck rolled, and immediately dyed a large area of the ground red, and died so hard.
Until this moment, the tall and thin sword king in the sword hall still had a grin that had not been able to completely withdraw before being surprised the moment before, as if he was still immersed in the idea of killing Lu Ming easily...
What a fast sword!
Almost all the swordsmen in the field felt a chill in their hearts. After the swordsmen in the swordsmen reacted, they had no time to rescue the already dead tall and thin sword king. The eyes of Lu Ming were extremely complicated.
"Oh, I didn't hold back the sword again. How could this be good? This guy asked me to take action. Everyone heard it with their own ears. I am really not used to rejecting others. I really didn't expect that a sword would kill him..."
Lu Ming's words slowly came out of his mouth, and he choked the person on the side of the sword hall so much that he couldn't speak.
After all, Jiantang was injured by the swordsman who came to take the test first. If they did not follow the rules, Jiantang would not think about going from the Supreme Sword Realm again. At least Lou Yun led the swordsman to recruit some swordsman to replenish his strength.
As a result, after Lu Ming finished saying this, the entire test room was strangely quiet for a while, and most people were watching what result this matter would develop. (To be continued...)