Chapter 212: Thirteen Swords of Death

Without side effects, Lu Ming was finally able to exert his full strength, and this protracted competition was finally coming to an end.

With one hand, he easily grabbed Dewey's fist with all his might, and the other hand smashed heavily on the old man's stomach like an iron pestle. Then he quickly went around behind him, picked up the opponent's body that was hunched due to severe pain, leaned back, and performed a standard German-style arch bridge throw.

"Knock !!"

Di Weiqing's entire head made intimate contact with the ground, and the ensuing impact sound shook everyone's heart. Although Lu Ming's series of strange moves had no rules to follow, they contained endless explosive power and lethality, which made everyone mourn in silence for Di Wei.

Looking at the field again, Di Weiqing, who was lying on the ground, had already passed out, the huge trauma on his head and the astonishing twisted angle of his neck made people look a little unbearable, and the old man who was supposed to enjoy the joy of family life ended up like this, which made people feel a little embarrassed.

However, the rivers and lakes are like this, the rise of all newcomers is accompanied by the death of the previous generation, and the law of survival of the fittest seems more real and cruel here.

Seeing his four elders dying and crippled, Dillon, as the valley master, had to choose to stand up and breathe a sigh of relief for his old brothers.

But what everyone doesn't know is that Dillon's heart at this time is not all revenge anger, but more of a confusion about the future.

A few years ago, the Furious Flame Valley had betrayed the Great Wei Wulin and defected to the Northern Alliance, in order to get the secret support of the other party and fight for more opportunities for the next generation of his youth. However, after doing all the evil things, the result was not ideal, except for money and some martial arts cheats, they did not gain anything, and the only valuable thing was probably the Dafa of Devouring Yuan Disintegration that could instantly improve their skills.

But this secret weapon was prematurely exposed because of the repeated challenges of various sects, and to add insult to injury, although the four elders successively performed this secret skill, they were still defeated, and in the end, he was the only one left to fight in the entire Flame Valley, which had to be said to be a great sadness.

At this moment, Dillon suddenly thought of Huang Tianjun, his Infinite Pavilion was destroyed under the cooperation between himself and the Northern Alliance, and this lonely old opponent finally chose to kill himself.

Now it seems that the current situation in the Valley of Fury is very similar, is this a punishment from heaven?

"My life is up to me, it's not a pity for me to die at this age, but Fury Flame Valley can't lose!"

Forcibly suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind, Dillon took a deep breath, faced Lu Ming in front of him, and said seriously: "Young man, good kung fu and scheming are also good, and the future life is terrifying!" However, I have figured out your routine, no matter how good your light skills are, you are destined to not be able to evade my sword qi. If you have any last words, please tell me as soon as possible, and you will go down there to accompany my old brothers! ”

After saying that, the Yanlong Sword was already unsheathed.

"Okay!" Lu Ming took his words and said equally seriously: "You are a lot older, I won't care about you about pretending to be forced." But one thing you said is not right, you can't understand my routine at all, because... ”

"We're going to change people, I'm too tired to fight." Lu Ming's voice went out, and everyone's reaction was different.

Some of the onlookers thought that Lu Ming was scared and didn't dare to fight by himself, while others thought that what Lu Ming said made sense, after all, he fought against the three elders of the Angry Flame Valley and won the victory, and it was normal for his physical strength to not keep up.

Dillon was itching with hatred, and he finally let go of his distracting thoughts and wanted to kill this guy who was in the limelight to save face for Fury Flame Valley, but the other party chose to avoid the battle, which made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

In fact, only Lu Ming himself knows best, the reason why he wants to change people is not because he can't beat it, but because the duration of Potion X has always been unstable, once the effect of the drug is suddenly lost during the competition, the sequelae that follow are likely to kill him, and for the sake of insurance, he decided to replace it with a more suitable candidate.

Soon, everyone found that a man with a short sword in the Bombing Gang replaced Lu Ming, this person was handsome, dignified, and exuded a son-in-law temperament all over his body, especially when he looked at some female chivalrous guests, there would be a trace of light in his eyes, and he looked like a lover.

His name is also very strange, although I haven't heard much of it, but the word "Ritian" is still very domineering, and with his appearance, he has a bit of a heroic and chivalrous feeling.

Dillon is also very curious about this person, among the two people who have already played in the Sky Bombing Gang, whether it is the little girl or Lu Ming, who has just gone down, they can be regarded as first-class masters among the younger generation, and this one must not be bad.

It is true that Zhao Ritian's other skills may be commonplace, but he is definitely a first-class existence in terms of swordsmanship, because the reward he received in the previous mission was the "Thirteen Swords of Death".

This deadly thirteen swords are the family swordsmanship of Yan Thirteen in the ancient dragon martial arts "The Sword of the Third Young Master", at first there were only thirteen swords, but the fourteenth sword was developed by the sword god Xie Xiaofeng, making it several times more powerful. However, Yan Shisan, who was the heir, was even more terrifying, and on this basis, he comprehended the fifteenth sword that even Xie Xiaofeng could not match, which could be called devastating!

Although in the end, Yan Shisan committed suicide and Xie Xiaofeng cut off his thumb, and only the first fourteen swords were handed down, but due to the existence of the task system BUG, there was no such thing as being lost, and what Zhao Ritian learned was a complete fifteen swords.

There are not too many words on both sides, and for sword masters, swordsmanship is the best language, and the feelings of joy, anger and sorrow can also be reflected in one move.

People walk, shadow moves, swords come out.

Zhao Ritian took the lead in breaking the peace with a style of "sword out of the throat", and the Yanlong sword in Dillon's hand also roared out immediately, facing the battle with all his might.

The moment the two swords touched, a sword competition quietly unfolded, and Dillon deeply understood that his sword was dead, and the opponent's sword was still alive.

Death is due to the fact that although his moves are changing, he sticks to the old rules, and in the end he only meets the exhaustion. Live because the other party's swordsmanship is like gurgling water, endless, as if all the changes in the world are included in it.

In the end, the fourteenth sword stabbed out, and blood spurted out of the old man's throat, but his face was full of smiles, at the end of his life, he could still see such an infinitely changing sword technique, and he really died without regrets. At the same time, he also understood the crux of the Flame Valley's continuous decline for so many years.

"What is this sword called?"

"Thirteen Swords of Death."

"I only see a thousand changes, but I can't see how it kills, but there is a fifteenth sword?"

"Yes, and it is the end of all change."

"I see."

Valley of the Flames, Dillon, pawn.