The honor of the Sword Academy? To welcome Zheng Haonan, who is thick on the outside but delicate on the inside, a tall hat of the Honor of the Sword Academy was put on her head, and Ding Ying was speechless.
"Junior sister, please stay back and rest. Let's see how Senior Brother takes down these two arrogant boys today!"
Li Ke reached out and pushed Ding Ying back, then turned to look at the other two, and was suddenly startled: "Huh? Go tie the horse up? You are very worried."
"You have been discussing for too long and have delayed us a lot of time. If you really want to fight, I will come to Luoyue City to find you after we finish handling the matter." Ouyang Luo said in a stiff tone.
"Hmph!" Li Ke snorted heavily: "I almost hurt my junior sister, and now you are still talking so shamelessly, you..."
"You insist on taking me, just because you want to show off in front of women. In fact, there is nothing more failed than this method of yours."
Lu Ming tied up his horse on the roadside and looked at Li Ke indifferently with his steel sword in hand: "Fight if you want. We don't have that much time to play with you."
"You're a pretty boy, do you still want to trouble my senior brother? I'll do it."
Zheng Haonan waved his sword with both hands, and a whistle immediately sounded in the air, seeming to have cut the air into two pieces. With an arrogant sneer on his face, he took vigorous steps with his feet, dragging the giant sword backwards.
Then he attacked Lu Ming.
Facing such a group of people who looked like dog-skin plasters, Lu Ming was speechless. Since he couldn't leave without dealing with them, he would deal with them. If injuring them was not enough, then he would kill a few.
After taking a look at Ouyang Luo, who was already fighting with Li Ke, Lu Ming knew in his heart that the two of them were playing against each other and there would be no results for a while. On his side, he had to fight quickly.
A giant sword is not a flexible sword. To be able to use a giant sword, one's swordsmanship training is all about fierceness, and the opponent's explosive power is by no means strong.
Seeing that his opponent was only at the level of a great swordsman, Zheng Haonan shook his head speechlessly. Only his senior brother could do the limelight thing, and he had to clean up these small fish and shrimps. Who said that he didn't have the talent for swordsmanship!
Thinking of this, Zheng Haonan even felt a sense of resentment in his heart, and that resentment made him pour more sword energy into the giant sword...
"Breaking Wind Slash!" Zheng Haonan yelled in his heart, and the giant sword instantly transformed into five sword shadows. With the whistling wind, the giant sword slashed towards Lu Ming head-on, and at the same time, it tightly enveloped everything around him.
space.
"Quickly retreat." Ding Ying may have led the opponent into the murderous intention because of her own unintentional mistake, so she immediately and subconsciously let out a soft cry, but no one would have thought that a three-edged swordsman would face a powerful one-edged swordsman.
The swordsman’s second senior brother actually mastered the fatal sword technique that will kill the opponent! This is the sword technique from the representative name of the Giant Sword Sect!
Tai Chi Sword. Lu Ming immediately struck forward with a slanted sword.
"Go to hell!" Zheng Haonan's eyes were filled with murderous intent. How dare this pretty boy use that small sword that looks like a fire stick to resist my sword? I can beat you to pieces with one sword strike!
The two swords clashed.
With a pop, Zheng Haonan knew that he had not hit, but the opponent's sword was clearly stuck to his sword hand, so why was it not knocked out? Moreover, he was not using a soft sword, so why did he cut it on the wicker tendon?
Feel?
It's just that the opponent is like a flying dragon wandering between these five slashes. Every time he dodges, there will be more traces of slashes on the ground.
He stared blankly at the five deep marks on the ground that he had made by his chops. His mind couldn't turn around for a while, and he kept asking himself, how could this happen?
With the Tai Chi Sword in Lu Ming's hand, he had already seen through his opponent's attack route at a glance. He was walking with the Wandering Dragon Bagua Steps under his feet. Under the dangerous and dangerous swordsmanship, he could do as he pleased like a flying dragon.
With the popping sound, the ground was in a mess, and bursts of dust exploded. Only this thin figure was walking very slowly but absolutely effectively, and Ding Ying was stunned.
Phew! The dust suddenly cracked open, as if it was torn apart by a pair of invisible hands. Lu Ming's figure burst out, and the steel sword in his hand could no longer tell how many swords were thrust out.
Swift sword with strong wind!
Lu Ming's face was filled with coldness, and the murderous intent in his small figure was like hiding an invincible monster, shrouding everyone's heart. It was the five-edged swordsman Ding.
Ying, her steps took a step back unconsciously.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
Zheng Haonan held up a giant sword like a shield and kept blocking. Why? This kid was so slow before, but when he sent out his first blow and just before the second blow, he instantly
Can he react and attack himself? How could he be so fast all of a sudden? Is he a great swordsman? His sword is very fast!
What kind of swordsmanship is this? How come there is an invisible momentum that always comes to stir me up? It’s like...
Stand on the crest of the wave!
Zheng Haonan knew that as long as he took it lightly now, the sword that never left his throat would really cut through it.
But it's okay! Zheng Haonan stepped back a little, and was secretly relieved. Although her sword was fast, her swordsmanship would be over soon, and she would have a chance to fight back.
Once Lu Ming gained the upper hand with one strike, he never lost it. Each strike of the violent wind sword was faster than the other strike, and his whole body was like a tornado carrying the waves.
He must be waiting for my swordsmanship to end now, right? Lu Ming thought silently, but the violent wind sword has one hundred and eight styles!
Ding Ying blinked incomprehensibly as she looked at the thin figure switching so freely between extreme stillness and extreme movement. This showed that he could control his power at will and with great proficiency. No wonder she was connected with him.
He is not even qualified to fight with a sword.
There is also his swordsmanship in which one move is connected with another, and one sword is faster than the other! Why does he have such a momentum? It is not murderous, but like the vast sea on the eve of a storm, terrifying, deep, wide, and mysterious.
Looking at a few light spots like needlepoints, Zheng Haonan's pupils suddenly tightened. He exerted all his strength on his legs and slashed with the giant sword. Before the needlepoints came, the giant sword struck the ground with a bang, driving his body suddenly.
He stepped back, and when his legs, which had already been filled with sword energy, exerted force again, they immediately flew backwards.
In an instant, Zheng Haonan felt like a victim who was rebuilding sunshine after a disaster, and his heart suddenly became cheerful and comfortable. Moreover, he was at a disadvantage but was not injured, which shows that my true strength is very strong.
"Sword formation disciples, listen to the order and set up the sword formation!" Zheng Haonan raised the sword high in his hand.
"What?" Ding Ying was shocked. The second senior brother who was able to fight with the Nine-Edge Swordsman was forced to withdraw from the battle circle when faced with the Great Swordsman of One-Edge, but he actually called everyone to set up a sword formation?
Ding Ying wanted to stop him, but the swordsman behind him was already rushing away like a wasp out of the nest.
This man is very smart. Lu Ming holds the sword indifferently. When I fight, my opponent is never injured, because if I succeed, the opponent will be killed.
Of course, now that I possess the Beiming Divine Art, I am able to swallow sword energy, except when conditions permit.
Lu Ming didn't need to be distracted. He could clearly sense with the power of the sword marks that Ouyang Luo and Li Ke were fighting in full swing. Both of them were extremely fierce, and swords were flying all over the sky. Although Ouyang Luo was definitely stronger.
, but has already entered a state of anxiety. No one can retreat at this time, because if you retreat, you will die!
Ouyang Luo Jian's eyes widened, but as soon as he took action, he knew that there was no way out, even though he was fearless.
But at this moment, the fight was too frustrating, and I had never felt powerless before. Every time I sent out a sword with all my strength, the other party could always find the most suitable and appropriate way to break it, and even dared to confront me several times.
Get out without any damage from the sword!
This is the control of power, control!
Ouyang Luo knew very well that the explosive power of his Greedy Wolf Sword was extremely powerful, but facing such an opponent, he could not control it at will. This was the gap in power control.
In an instant, Lu Ming was surrounded by twelve people. There was a gap among them, but it was filled by Zheng Haonan. He was so proud that he almost wrote: "What's going on? I just have so many people! Don't you accept it?"
Ding Ying was furious, but she couldn't express her position now because the arrow was on the string. It's just that the second brother, a third-edge swordsman, brought eleven people with him to bully a one-edge swordsman, and he bullied him so righteously. It's really true.
Not seen much anymore.
Thick-skinned, long-lived, what do you know? Zheng Haonan ignored Ding Ying's eyes, swiped his sword in his hand, and the other eleven people began to move around as if they had received orders, their power skyrocketed!
Twelve people, twelve giant swords, the moment they thrust out, almost filled all the space in the sword formation. Looking at the opponent who was suppressed in an instant, Zheng Haonan felt proud that as a swordsman, he was doing the right thing.
After all, only by living can you have everything.
Lu Ming used an iron plate bridge to avoid the giant sword thrust from the front. The sword in his hand used the moment when his body fell to open the giant sword behind him, avoiding the third wave of sword array attacks.
Using the sword marks to control the vitality of the world around him, Lu Ming naturally controlled everything around him in his heart. Once the twelve people formed a sword formation, they merged into one, and after he dodged, they formed a group of three people to form a small formation.
Attack, or remedy, and someone else will fill the gap.
That gap is the formation gate. If you hold the formation gate, the power of the sword formation will exist. On the contrary, if the formation gate is wide open, the power will drop instantly!
A very good sword formation. But compared to the sword formations in Wudang and Huashan, it is too childish.
When he was practicing on Earth, Lu Ming had studied countless sword formations. Among them, the sword formations in Wudang and Huashan were the most exquisite. Unless an expert could break through them with absolutely powerful force, there would be no way to solve them.
However, the formations arranged by the swordsmen themselves will have a common shortcoming.
Huaxui Sword Technique! Lu Ming raised his eyebrows in a dangerous arc. He had been dodging and suddenly struck a swordsman head-on. The power of the sword intent of Huaxui Sword Technique instantly enveloped the swordsman inside and outside, shocking him all over.
, actually did not dare to move anymore, as if he was waiting for death.