Lin Gang looked at Lu Ming for a while before finally recovering. He looked at Lu Ming fiercely, and looked at the iron tower and hook sickle again: "You two, can Courtyard No. 17 be the swordsman in the Sword King Realm make the decision now? I think you should not be stupid. It is better to hand over the secret sword and sword technique honestly..."
Tieta and Huyan looked at each other, and they felt as if they had made up their minds. Tieta glanced at Lin Gang, stepped directly behind Lu Ming, and said in a deep voice: "Lin Gang, your stinky mouth is right this time. Now the No. 17 Courtyard is the final say of our Sword Boss, and what he said is also what we thought in our hearts."
The hook sickle also took a step forward, standing behind Lu Ming, without saying anything, but expressed the same meaning as the Iron Tower.
Lin Gang frowned. He had never looked at Lu Ming, who was obviously only in the Sword King realm. He just thought that he was a new young man. But now he saw that he had received the support of the Iron Tower and the Hook Scythe. In this way, things seemed to become more complicated...
Lin Gang wanted to speak again, but Lu Ming did not give him a chance. He began to step towards Lin Gang without warning. While walking, he was still saying: "A peak sword saint, I don't know what secret sword there will be on his body. If it is a secret sword of the three-legged cat, it will be useless if you get it..."
Although Lu Ming's words were just a slight and unrestrained statement, they were enough to make Lin Gang laugh so angry that he was so angry that he could not bear it anymore.
Lin Gang's eyes glanced at the iron tower and the hook sickle again, and saw the two of them looking completely unworried. He also became alert in his heart. When he looked at Lu Ming again, he guessed that perhaps this swordsman in the sword king realm had some secret sword with great lethality, and his eyes suddenly narrowed into a thin line.
Lin Gang waved his hand and a sword saint walked out beside him and directly blocked Lu Ming.
Lu Ming did not stop, but just smiled at the sword saint who was blocking him, and said with a faint smile: "Are you going to hand over the secret sword?"
"You will know after reading it!"
The Sword Saint sent by Lin Gang completely looked like he had nostrils facing the sky. He curled his lips disdainfully at Lu Ming's words, and casually brought the sword energy from the Sword Saint realm out of the sword and crushed Lu Ming.
Between the two of them, a violent ball of sword energy suddenly rolled up, making people feel that if Lu Ming took a step forward, he would definitely be stolen into pieces by this sword energy.
However, as the violent sword energy rushed towards Lu Ming, the wide sword robe on his body swung with the wind, as if he didn't feel such a deadly sword stabbing towards him. It was like walking in his backyard. The expression on his face was still faint. There was even time to comment on the sword moves in his eyes: "I have a very ordinary understanding of swords, so I think there is no useful secret sword on my body. It is useless to keep such a person. Sooner or later, I will be eliminated by the sword camp..."
After saying this, Lu Ming's words were like catkins in the wind. Although they were slender, they were not afraid of the strong wind. They clearly sounded in the ears of all the swordsmen in the yard, which made many swordsmen feel a little stunned.
In the sword fight between the two swordsmen, both the sword intent and the sword energy were pressing towards the other party. The sword saint who was fighting Lin Gang had already shown a powerful sword force to crush the opponent. However, if he really had the strength to crush the opponent, how could Lu Ming's words be heard so lightly... This shows that Lu Ming was just seemingly suppressed by the sword force of his opponent's sword saint!
Lin Gang's heart suddenly tightened, and he subconsciously opened his mouth to remind the sword saint who was about to come to the scene to be careful of his opponent.
But before he could say anything, his pupils suddenly shrank. Lu Ming's figure moved and he actually penetrated into the sword shadow swinged by his opponent's sword saint, looking like he was going to die at home!
The swordsmen on the side of the Seventeenth Court also subconsciously exclaimed. They all felt a little expectation of Lu Ming's strong rise, but they could not understand what Lu Ming was going to do.
The eyes of a group of people were all heading towards the sword blades in the field. I wonder if the next moment, a corpse that was broken into pieces would be broken and flesh and blood would be broken out...
Suddenly, all the swordsmen felt the sudden light of the sword energy in the courtyard. They expected that the scene of Lu Ming being broken into pieces by the sword blade storm did not happen. When the crowd reacted, Lu Ming's figure appeared behind the opponent who was originally facing him!
Behind Lu Ming, his body, which seemed to have the absolute advantage at the moment, trembled violently, and then he felt like a sledgehammer was hit hard on his face, flying straight toward the courtyard wall, and a big hole was smashed into the courtyard wall with a bang. His cheeks were swollen like a pig's head. When he rolled his eyes, he fainted in a piece of gravel.
The swordsmen in the courtyard subconsciously gasped, especially the hook sickle, looking at the pig-headed swordsman lying in the gravel, and suddenly twitched his swollen cheeks, and immediately recalled the swordsman who had been hit on the face by Lu Ming just now. However, looking at the swordsman who was directly knocked out of the Third Court, he also knew that Lu Ming had definitely shown mercy when he attacked him before, otherwise he might be as sad as the unlucky swordsman in the Third Court.
All the swordsmen in the field suddenly fell on Lu Ming. For a moment, no one thought that he could see through what kind of explosion method such a young swordsman in the swordsman realm used to defeat a swordsman in the swordsman realm.
Lu Ming still looked faint, as if nothing had happened just now, but his eyes fell on Lin Gang this time: "That man was too poor just now, there should be no secret swords. These people were brought by you. It seems that your strength is good. Why don't you hand over the secret swords honestly? After I become the squadron leader, I won't clear out all the swordsmen of your No. 3 Courtyard?"
Lu Ming's words almost returned Lin Gang's original words. Lin Gang, who had a large crowd and strong moment ago, was threatening the 17th Academy to make a decision. Now that Lu Ming appears alone, he suddenly changed the entire situation into a direction that everyone could not expect.
Someone around Lin Gang was about to attack Lu Ming, but this time Lin Gang raised his hand to stop these people's actions. Judging from Lu Ming's sword just now, Lin Gang did not think that the group of subordinates who had not reached the tenth level would easily solve the sudden trouble.
Lin Gang knew that it would be impossible for the 17th Academy to suppress his momentum. He shook the scabbard in his hand and entered the venue in person.
He looked at Lu Ming silently: "I don't know the depth, there are some people in this world that you cannot offend. If you force yourself forward like this, you don't have to wait for the Sword Camp squadron leader competition. Today, your 17th Academy will be completely erased from the Sword Camp!"
After saying that, Lin Gang was not controlling the sword energy on his body, and burst out without reservation. The powerful sword energy of the peak sword holy realm directly shocked the No. 17 Courtyard Company and the surrounding ground trembled violently.
The iron tower and the hook sickle felt the sword force on Lin Gang's body, looked at each other, and found that the other party's face had become a little ugly, and their bodies subconsciously approached a little.
The hook sickle opened its mouth first, but then pulled its swollen face. The whole face was twitching in pain, and said in a low voice: "Iron Tower, Lin Gang has been in the peak sword saint realm for decades. If we talk about the strength level, the Wei Jianbu Er from our 17th Academy is definitely not an opponent. I really don't know if the boy from our 17th Academy will have any trump card."
Tieta also frowned, his voice even deeper: "With the lessons of the sword saint just now, Lin Gang will definitely be very careful now, so I don't know if there is still a chance, but Wei Jianbu Er took action for our 17th Academy. No matter what, if he loses, he must keep him with all his strength... As for what happens next, I will talk about it now!"
Gou Yan grinned: "Don't remind me, although this little brat beat me like this, I wouldn't care about those things at this time. If I leave the sword hall, I will never find such good treatment anywhere, let alone a vengeful guy like Lin Gang. If he lets him become a big shot in the sword hall, we will never think about wherever we are. You are right. As long as the Seventeenth Court is here, it will be too late to take revenge on this boy, but if we are forced to leave us by the Third Court, then there will be no chance to regret it!"
"Yeah." Seeing that the hook sickle would not take the opportunity to retaliate against Lu Ming, the Iron Tower did not say anything else. He just put his eyes on the venue with a nervous look. Now everyone's eyes in the yard were attracted by Lu Ming and Lin Gang in the middle of the courtyard.
Lu Ming was in the sword force that Lin Gang burst out, and his expression remained unchanged.
For a moment, Lin Gang and Lu Ming brought a different feeling to the swordsmen in the 17th Courtyard.
Lin Gang was like a powerful mountain, and the sword energy brought out a powerful pressure that seemed to be pressing down on the top of the mountains! The sword force exploded to the extreme almost instantly, without any restraint. He held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and a fierce straight slash completely lies in the powerful power of his sword!
"Lin Gang actually used the secret sword Shanlan as soon as he came up, and it was broken!" For a moment, only Hook Yan and Iron Tower could truly feel the power of Lin Gang's sword. Hook Yan couldn't help but move and was ready to rescue people.
The iron tower on one side suddenly grabbed the hook sickle's arm, staring at Lu Ming's body with a tight look: "Don't worry, the sword intent on Wei Jianbuer's body was not affected by this sword!"
Hu Yan struggled again and shouted at the iron tower: "That is the secret sword Shanlan. There is few secret sword in the secret sword that can burst out nearly five times the combat power! If you don't go to save him, will you just watch Lin Gang kill that kid!"
Tieta still held the hook sickle tightly and did not let go, his voice became more concentric: "No, look at the sword intent on Wei Jianbuer's body, I have never seen this kind of sword intent..."