The Fire Python Sword Saint's mind moved slightly. The Blood Python Sword Saint is actually only one line away from the Sword Saint's realm, especially like him, they have sword bodies that are rare in the Sword Qi Continent, so it is better for such people to continue to get along well.
After all, the sword hall has ascended to a brand new and huge world like the Supreme Sword Realm, and I will definitely not go further in this world alone.
After turning these thoughts in his mind, the Yan Python Sword Saint suddenly remained silent and was about to watch on the wall. Although he was more optimistic about Lu Ming before, now the Blood Tide Sword Saint appears again. He felt that he was trying to win over the main force anyway, so it doesn't matter to give this fellow disciple a chance.
The Blood Tide Sword Saint felt the meaning of the Yan Python Sword Saint, turned around and smiled grimly at Lu Ming: "Boy, don't say I won't give you a chance, I'll have ten moves! If you can take my ten moves, then you will be a genius. Of course, I don't have any objections to get the treatment of the Peak Sword Saint..."
Lu Ming was a little impatient with the sudden outrage of the sword saint. He also roughly saw the current situation and directly recovered what the Blood Tide Sword Saint was saying. His expression was so generous that he did not hide his impatience and said, "If you want to fight, why bother so much nonsense."
The Blood Tide Sword Saint's face changed slightly. Unexpectedly, when he met such a straightforward guy, he would dare to shout at him.
"Okay, okay! There are so many guys in this world who don't know the heights and lows..." The Blood Tide Sword Saint walked into the field and said to Lu Ming with an ugly expression.
Lu Ming smiled disdainfully, raised his foot and kicked the Wufeng long sword inserted in front of him, and slipped his sleeves. The long sword appeared in his right hand, pointing to the ground with the tip of the sword obliquely. He simply walked towards the opposite direction without waiting for the other party to finish his words.
This time, Lu Ming did not hide his sword skills. The sword force surged on his body flew all over the sky, sometimes sharp and sharp, sometimes round and huge. The powerful sword force shocked the swordsmen in the field, and they immediately pressed the words of the Blood Tide Sword Saint back into their stomachs.
The Blood Tide Sword Saint Body has a sword body. After ascending, the realm is almost at the peak of the Sword Saint. Compared with the sword Saint who is the average person in the lower world who has not cultivated the original sword energy, the strength will not be much different.
So Lu Ming also wanted to feel how much his true strength has reached...
Chapter 10,
Seeing that his words were held back by the powerful sword force that Lu Ming burst out, the Blood Tide Sword Lord's face suddenly looked very ugly.
Although he felt that Lu Ming's sword was so powerful, he had long had a blood tide sword body. The sword realm was far beyond Lu Ming's level. He didn't take the opponent in front of him seriously.
With a slight narrowing of his eyes, the Blood Tide Sword Saint's long sword took off, and his body flashed into the test field. In an instant, the distance between him and Lu Ming was narrowed to less than five steps.
If the two men had a long sword, they could easily cut to each other.
The Blood Tide Sword Saint looked at Lu Ming's face expecting to see a look of horror on the other party's face, but to his disappointment, Lu Ming's expression was like the unwavering Gujing. His eyes quickly locked his figure, and the sword raised in the surrounding air quickly tightened and suppressed him.
What made him even more unhappy was that Lu Ming's eyes actually showed a concentration of hunting prey.
"I'm really looking for death! I want to let you see who is the hunter, so you can do your best to be a prey!"
The Blood Tide Sword Saint's eyes were filled with anger, and the sword energy and sword intent on his body also merged together and burst out instantly. A powerful bloody sword energy instantly occupied the entire sword hall camp. The bloody aura contained in the sword intent seemed to dilute Lu Ming's sword momentum in an instant.
Throughout the field, the bloody sword energy continued to surge like waves of angry seas, making the people in it feel like they were trapped in a battlefield full of bloody killing in their sense of touch, with golden swords and iron horses and horns.
Some swordsmen with poor strength even had waves of sword fighting sounds in their ears, and even heard screams and wailing sounds from time to time, which made people feel unstable.
"It is worthy of being the Blood Tide Sword Saint. It is originally only a line away from the Sword Saint Realm, and its understanding of swordsmanship in the Sword Qi Continent is almost at its peak. So although that kid is good, compared with that, the two have a huge gap in strength."
Yan Python Sword Master is the only person in the field who is not affected by the blood tide of sword energy in the field. While watching quietly, he quickly came to this conclusion in his heart that compared with the Blood Tide Sword Master, he is not optimistic about Lu Ming.
"Suffer to die!"
The Blood Tide Sword Saint smiled and shouted fiercely, and instantly led the swordsmen who were suppressed by his powerful Blood Tide Sword in the field to their hearts. The long sword in their hands was like a whirlpool that suddenly rolled up in a surging bloody wave, driving the bloody sword energy in the entire camp swept across the sword edge and stabbed Lu Ming directly.
"Huh? This sword is very interesting to use!"
Lu Ming was as quiet as water in the blood-tide sword energy, and was not affected by any intention. However, after the Blood-tide Sword Saint used the sword, he found that this man's sword path was unique. With the assistance of the Blood-tide sword body, he actually drove the sword path order in the air, which further increased the power of the sword.
Facing such a sword, Lu Ming's eyes slightly condensed, and his body instantly shook like a full string of divine bow. The long sword in his right hand was like a sharp sword, directly shooting directly at the vital points of the prey. Facing the Blood Tide Sword Saint, the sword energy vortex that kept surging around the long sword vortex.
In the field, two different sword lights immediately fought each other. Lu Ming's sword force seemed simple, but it was like a comet, smashing into the bloody sword energy vortex, and a dazzling sword energy light burst out, and the roar was also deafening.
The ground of the entire sword hall camp was violently shaken. After the sword energy of Lu Ming and the Blood Tide Sword Saint collided, they flew everywhere, which shocked all the low-level swordsmen watching quickly to avoid the sword energy that was shot in the air. In an instant, a deep earth pit the size of a copper basin appeared on the ground.
After a while, the two of them who were hedging with swords were only separated on the court. Both of them were fine in this fight. After collecting the sword, the whole court immediately recovered a period of calm that was almost in conflict with the previous feeling of the sky and earth. Both of them took a few steps back and their eyes shook toward each other.
"This kid can actually take over the sword of the Blood Tide Sword Saint! Are the sword postures of the Blood Tide Sword Saint I just felt are all fake!"
"... Maybe it was because the Blood Tide Sword Saint was careless. He just exerted a little bit of force?"
There was another incredible low voice in the field. Even the Yan Python Sword Master looked at Lu Ming with a little curiousness. It seemed that he did not expect Lu Ming to survive the sword of the Blood Tide Sword Master with anger. The sword-making technique of Lu Ming with his own eyes also lit up his eyes.