Xu Zhi frowned tightly, held his palms and released the hilt several times, and finally let go of the hilt in his hand, snorting coldly: "This guy is so arrogant, even the blood python in Xuefeng Mountain is no match for it. It's really
A bunch of waste. ()”
The swordsman who was accompanying him saw that Xu Zhizheng felt uncomfortable and was so well-behaved. He showed his traits and went forward to comfort him respectfully: "Master, don't look at this Beichen killing now, but even if he has passed
What can we do with the preliminary round of this ring competition? He will definitely not be able to go far in so many excellent swordsmen of the sects at the conference."
Xu Zhizheng nodded slightly when he heard the follower's persuasion, but he was still depressed. Finally, he thought that he was not Lu Ming's opponent, so he could only complain: "I thought that after I found Mengli's arrangement, this kid would definitely be by these sword sects.
The disciples sniped and easily defeated them, but they didn't expect that these sword sects were all unworthy of their reputation. It seemed that they could only go back and find their father to send a few disciples from Kunshan Academy, or go directly to find the elder brother to deal with this kid."
The disciples beside him nodded vigorously as they heard this.
A disciple even complimented: "What the leader said is that this kid is just a hob. We don't need to take risks to deal with him. We only need the head of Taihang to send a few swordsmen from our academy. We must be able to
If you can deal with him, it will be even more difficult if your master can come."
Another disciple also flattered: "Yes, Master Bo has no exception in his sword skills. He was selected by the Sword Sect to become an inner disciple. He can kill this kid with one sword."
Xu Zhizheng's ugly face drew a lot from the compliments of his disciples. He thought that it would be better to deal with Lu Ming in his long-term plan. Anyway, even if this hob meat passed the preliminaries, he would definitely meet his elder brother in the secret realm of the Sword Sect.
At that time, you will have to send a message to solve this problem.
Thinking of how to deal with the problem, Xu Zhi was staring at Lu Ming on the ring and glaring at him, then turned around and squeezed away from the crowd.
Not far away beside him, Meng Li hurriedly walked by and did not see Xu Zhizheng and his disciples leaving. The fat swordsman was thinking hard now, how to find the Beichen Killing played by Lu Ming to explain the arrangements of the group, Beichen Killing
The bad reputation is outside. He dared not offend Beichen to kill because of Xu Zhizheng.
But after walking a few steps in the crowd, Meng Li looked at the half-star where Lu Ming was, and his chubby body suddenly stopped, slapped his thighs, and said suddenly: "By the way. If you go find Beichen to kill
Go explain. Although it can be said that Xu Zhizheng asked me to do this. However, with Beichen's nature as a killer, he would not bypass me, right..."
Suddenly, such a warning appeared, Meng Li felt a cold sweat suddenly appear in the vest. After thinking about some rumors about Beichen killing that he had heard, the fat swordsman finally did not muster up the courage to go and explain it to Lu Ming.
Immediately I am ready to turn around and leave the No. 17 ring and leave this place of right and wrong first.
But before he could take a few steps, the referee in charge of Lu Ming's ring saw that the ring competition was over. No one around the ring dared to compete with Lu Ming, and in a blink of an eye he saw the power off the stage.
The referee's eyes lit up and he shouted: "Hey, Deacon Meng, the competition on my ring is over. You are responsible for the grouping of the players in the group competition, just to see how to deter the next game.
ah."
Lu Ming, who was pondering, turned his head when he heard the sound. As soon as the audience wanted to slap the slutty referee to death, Meng Li turned his head and saw Lu Ming looking in his direction, his eyes shrank, and he was about to leave immediately.
Lu Ming thought, and he flashed and left the ring where there was no opponent for the time being. He flew through the sky like a gust of wind, and landed in front of the fat swordsman before squeezing into the crowd.
"You arranged the grouping of these contestants?"
Lu Ming looked at Mengli without saying anything, just wanted to get useful information from Mengli: "I heard that the groups here are allocated according to their strength, but I am a disciple of the Rising Sword Sect, but I was assigned to it by my stomach.
This group with many Great Sword Sects seems to be not like this.”
Lu Ming's voice was clear and faint, but in the ears of Mengli, the fat man with ulterior motives, it was like a burst of thunder, which made him constantly scold Xu Zhizheng in his heart.
If Xu Zhizheng had not concealed the identity of Beichen killing and deliberately arranged Lu Ming to this group where all the swordsmen of the major sects participated, how could he be obviously questioned by Beichen killing?
The most important thing is that he was not ready to ask Beichen Kill to explain anything. Now Beichen Kill comes to him and asks straight to the point.
This is a killing star, and he stood in front of him like lightning and stopped him just by just one move. Just look at the speed of this move, he is no match for him. At this time, don’t be confused.
Meng Li immediately smiled on his face and looked at Lu Ming and replied: "You asked about the group groupings. So many swordsmen came to our Jiuri City to participate in the selection of the World Swordsman Conference, with a large number of people.
It was too normal for them to neglect some disciples of the Sword Sect to be separated together when grouping..."
Lu Ming saw at a glance that Meng Li was not so stable when facing him. He became more and more sure about the problems in the grouping. He thought of Beichen Killing's personality in his mind, and he looked at the face in his dream.
Hard and hideous.
"Speak! Why are you fat guy targeting me? Although these people are not taken seriously by me, if a small sect swordsman meets this team, he will definitely not have the chance to get out of the round!"
Lu Ming's harsh shout scared Meng Li, but seeing Lu Ming furious, Meng Li didn't dare to admit that it was him who changed the team and arranged everything, and quickly denied: "No, how could that happen? Sometimes the teams
The contestants will mobilize to add more people…”
Lu Ming was not ready to let Meng Li finish his words: "Let me think about it, not many people know that I came to Jiurizhu, and I haven't taught many people a lesson these days... So is someone asking you to deal with me?
!”
The last sentence was shouted at Mengli by Lu Ming. The raised voice scared Mengli and almost said Xu Zhizheng.
"No, no, no, how can it be..." Meng Li continued to deny it, his eyes swept across the swordsmen around him who subconsciously avoided Lu Ming's swordsman, but these people all avoided Beichen disguised by Lu Ming.
If not, no one would want to stay by Beichen, the killing star.
When Lu Ming saw Mengli's eyes flashing, he immediately confirmed that the fat man in front of him must have worked hard on this matter against him.
Thinking of this, Lu Ming simply drew his sword, and the big sword was directly placed on Mengli's neck like lightning. This fat deacon only had the strength of the sword saint's first realm and had no chance to dodge at all.
"You can choose to say or not. If you don't say anything, I am too lazy to waste any quarrels with you and will kill you directly!"
"I said!"
Mengli felt the cold sword force rising from the erect neck, and glared at her eyes and chose to tell the truth without hesitation. If she offended Xu Zhizheng, she would have to be prepared to be retaliated, but it would be better than death, right?
"It was Xu Zhizheng. He said you were an unknown man and offended their Kunshan Sword Sect, but he didn't tell me it was you. I was confused for a moment and agreed to help him."
After relaxing, Mengli immediately told the matter that Xu Zhizheng asked him to help deal with Lu Ming. After that, he looked at Lu Ming's expression. He simply didn't see clearly how Lu Ming handed the sword to him.
The one around the neck knows that even if you resist, it will be useless to the killing star in front of you.
I see……
Lu Ming's mind immediately started to turn, and he suddenly remembered that he had taken action to reveal his identity that day. It seemed that the unlucky leader who was knocked out by the Kunshan Sword Sect was called Xu Zhizheng.
Lu Ming knew that someone was targeting him, but after thinking about it, he frowned in his heart: "There is such a guy staring at him in the dark. This kind of trouble cannot be tolerated, it is difficult for a little ghost to deal with. Sometimes many people are just tripped up in such a secret
Tripped."
Thinking of this, Lu Ming was not going to take care of the fat man who was already scared by him and sweating coldly before him. He glanced at him with a blindfold and slowly closed his sword.
Meng Li suddenly felt the pressure on his body lighter, but he sensed the murderous intent on Lu Ming. He asked Lu Ming completely subconsciously, "You, what are you going to do now?"
Lu Ming showed a cruel smile on his face, looked down at Mengli, opened his mouth and smiled with teeth, "Fatty, are you sure you want to know what I am going to do?"
Meng Li looked at Lu Ming's sharp eyes and immediately woke up with a trembling trembling. The young swordsman in front of him was a big killer star. He finally showed signs of letting go of him. What else he said was that he was talking nonsense, no matter who he was going to deal with,
As long as it's not dealing with yourself.
"No, no, no..." Meng Li's voice trembled and quickly waved his hand, trying hard to squeeze out a smiling face, not daring to look at Lu Ming again. Seeing that Lu Ming was not interested in attacking him, he quickly tried to retreat into the crowd.
Lu Ming had no intention of dealing with a timid character like Mengli. He looked disdainful on his face, but his mind remembered Xu Zhizheng.
Mengli sneaked into the crowd, his back was soaked in cold sweat. Lu Ming's murderous eyes were deeply imprinted in his mind and could not be lingered no matter what.
Not far away, Meng Li gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, both sides can't afford to offend them, so why both sides stay in this right and wrong place!"
After making up his attention, Meng Li directly merged into the crowd in the city and left Jiuri City without hesitation.
The morning ring match ended soon, and the news that Lu Ming's Beichen Killer appeared in the seventeenth group ring was penetrated by the swordsman in all directions like a whirlwind. The perverted person quickly put Lu Ming, the evil star, into this.
Among the hot lists that can successfully advance.
Lu Ming only showed the strength of the Peak Sword Lord. He was already invincible in the seventeenth group of rings. He waited for the ten rings in the group to choose a player who won the final victory, but was told that they were not fighting directly.
, Instead, mix with the winning players in other groups, and then draw nine opponents randomly to compete. (To be continued...)