No one came to disturb him. In the Seventeenth Courtyard, Lu Ming inquired about the competition between the various sword camps for the squadron leader and even the captain. Half a month later, he saw the Lihun Sword Zun Ruyan sending swordsmen to join the Seventeenth Courtyard. After briefly communicating with more than 20 swordsmen, he handed over some trivial matters to them and began to retreat with confidence.
These swordsmen sent by the Yan Python Sword Master and the Lihun Sword Master were also given instructions, and they meticulously followed Lu Ming's instructions. It was obvious that the two sword masters were very concerned about Lu Ming.
In the next ten days, Lu Ming calmed down and went into seclusion, preparing to attack the Sword Saint Realm.
In the first few days, Lu Ming just started taking the sword pill obtained from the Logistics Pavilion at his own pace. No matter what the effect of the sword pill is, it will be completely swallowed and refined by the sword marks, transforming into increasingly solidified sword energy, constantly wandering through the meridians throughout the body.
Gradually, Lu Ming discovered that as the sword energy accumulated in his meridians and body became stronger, the understanding of the sword body that began to be faintly integrated into the sword marks was also affected by some beneficial effects, which accelerated the speed of integrating the unique sword arts of the sword energy continent, making Lu Ming more complete the secret swords that were comprehensible to integrate various secret swords.
Especially with the assistance of Jianhen, a sword can usually increase its combat power by nearly ten times, far exceeding the various secret swords he had obtained before, and vaguely begins to approach several of the most powerful secret swords in the legendary Sword Realm.
However, even if his strength increased sharply, Lu Ming was still immersed in his mind's understanding of swordsmanship and tried to break through to the realm of the Sword Saint. The most important thing was to determine the swordsman's own swordsman's own swordsmanship. What Lu Ming needs now is to ask his original heart. What he wanted to take.
In the empty stone house, only Lu Mingjing sat cross-legged on the ground, carefully conscious of the various sword intents that were full of vitality in the sword marks in his body, and his mastery sword techniques kept flashing through his mind.
"The Extreme Sword Technique, Tai Chi Sword Technique, Wu Yue Sword Technique... the rest of the sword techniques were split from the useless parts, bringing the essence into these three sets of sword techniques, but these three sets of sword techniques each contain a true meaning of swordsmanship, just like three personalities of temperament, and it is hard to be integrated and shared." Lu Ming slowly analyzed in his mind, and his life's experiences flashed through his mind, from the initial killer career to the rebirth pursuit of swordsmanship after rebirth.
But at a certain moment, Lu Ming suddenly felt a palpitation, and it felt like he was stripped naked in a winter blizzard, and the biting chill ran through the soles of his feet!
Lu Ming immediately opened his eyes, but at this moment he could no longer remain calm. The surrounding environment changed at some point. He was actually in an abandoned village deep in the sky. Several lightning flashed across the sky, and the heavy rain fell instantly. Although the cold raindrops fell on his body, it seemed to soak in his heart.
"Where is this? Could it be that I happened to encounter a node that broke the void while meditating? But this probability is too small... Wait!"
Lu Ming, standing in the rain, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and amid the heavy rain and thunder, a thin man with a long scar on his face walked towards him from the rain: "Lu Ming! Hahaha! I didn't expect to see me again, I missed the sword you cut my throat very much. It was so beautifully used, but luck would not always stand on your side!"
Lu Ming felt a long-lost pain, but his expression became more calm at this moment, as if he had just returned to the killer period, and his heart was extremely calm and rational, but on the surface, he would not let the other party see any mental reaction.
The thin killer saw the red blood on Lu Ming's body and laughed out loud: "Boy, your blood smells so good, haha! I have long wanted to clean your blood and call it my latest specimen."
Lu Ming's eyes looked like a deep pool, reflecting the ferocious blood color between the thin killer's expression. His body slightly retreated, without saying anything, feeling his physical condition with all his heart.
But his ignorance immediately made the thin swordsman even more manic, just like playing with a prey that had fallen into his trap. The machete in his hand kept slashing towards Lu Ming vigorously, completely seizing Lu Ming's disadvantage that was not as strong as him.
The thin killer took the upper hand, chasing Lu Ming while laughing fiercely: "Haha! The blood on your body will become more and more, and then you will feel the strength on your body begin to weaken little by little. In the end, I will definitely separate your body one by one, so that you can enjoy the feeling of dying in my hands!"
Lu Ming could only use a sword to block it for a moment. Soon after, a few more wounds appeared on his body. Blood mixed with rain kept flowing from his body, leaving a pale and red color on his clothes.
Another hurriedly rolling in the mud. When Lu Ming stood up again, the palm of the master holding the long sword had already begun to tremble weakly, but the expression in his eyes faintly showed a clear understanding.
He instantly threw his sword into the direction of the thin killer, forcing the thin killer to pause the offensive and dodge for a moment, winning him a breath.
Lu Ming quickly adjusted his breathing, just like he had been trained in the killer organization at first, holding the dagger in his hand, lowering his body slightly, and his eyes were seriously locked in the movements of the thin killer.
In the moment of finally winning, Lu Ming's brain turned quickly: "It's now confirmed that he has encountered the inner demon sword tribulation. In this sword tribulation, all the fantasies coincide with reality. If he dies here, his true heart will lose consciousness and become a soulless shell..."
The thin killer avoided the long sword and shook his neck left and right. Looking at Lu Ming, who took out the short sword again, he stuck out his tongue and licked the bright red lips that was strangely matched with the pale skin, and rushed towards Lu Ming with a grim smile.
Lu Ming's body was slightly tilted, mobilizing the strength of his existing body with all his strength, and made a vague move. The dagger was still carefully protecting him, and he was still making a quick analysis in his heart: "Now, the condition of this body is only the state when the person was on the first mission, and the sword moves and weapons are restricted to what he learned after he cannot use it. Therefore, these are all illusory reality transformed by the inner demon. It seems that he must be defeated in this state to have a chance to get rid of the inner demon... But when dealing with this murderer before, he was the first to attack and kill him. In terms of such a head-on battle, I was not as good as him at that time!"
The moment the thought flashed, Lu Ming's decisive expression became stronger, and the deep eyes as deep as a pool clearly reflected the ferocious expression of the thin killer and the movements of the whole body. (To be continued...)