Xu Zhizheng frowned tightly, held the hilt of the sword several times in succession with his palm, and finally let go of the hilt of the sword in his hand, and snorted coldly: "This guy is so arrogant, even the blood python of Xuefeng Mountain is not an opponent, it is really a bunch of waste." ”

The accompanying swordsman saw that Xu Zhizheng was uncomfortable and behaved so well, and gave full play to the essence of the dog's legs, and stepped forward to respectfully persuade him: "Master, don't look at this Beichen killing is arrogant now, but even if he passes the preliminary round of this ring competition, what can he do, there are so many excellent swordsmen of the sects in the conference, he will definitely not be able to go far." ”

Xu Zhizheng heard the persuasion of his entourage, nodded slightly, but he was still depressed in his heart, and finally thought that he was not Lu Ming's opponent, so he could only turn his dissatisfaction into a complaint: "I thought that if I found Mengli's arrangement, this kid would definitely be sniped by the disciples of these sword sects and easily defeated, but I didn't expect that these sword sects were not worthy of the name, it seems that I had to go back to find a few disciples sent by my father from the Kunshan Academy, or go directly to the eldest brother to clean up this kid." ”

The disciples beside him listened and nodded vigorously.

A disciple was even more complimentary: "What the master said is that this kid is a hob meat, we don't need to take risks to deal with him, we only need the head of Taihang to send a few swordsmen from this academy, and we will definitely be able to clean him up, if the master can come, it will be even better." ”

Another disciple also patted himself on the back: "That's right, Uncle Shi's swordsmanship is unparalleled, and he was selected by the Sword Sect to become an inner disciple, and he can kill this kid with one sword." ”

Xu Zhizheng's ugly face was a lot more condensed in the compliments of his disciples, and he felt that it would be better to deal with Lu Ming in the long run. Anyway, even if this hob meat passes the preliminaries, he will definitely meet his eldest brother in the secret realm of the Sword Sect, and then he will need a message to solve this trouble.

Thinking of a way to deal with the problem, Xu Zhizheng stared at Lu Ming in the ring fiercely, then turned around and squeezed away from the crowd.

Not far from him, Meng Li hurriedly walked by, not seeing Xu Zhizheng and his disciples leaving, the fat swordsman was now thinking hard, how to find the Beichen Kill played by Lu Ming to explain the arrangement of the group, Beichen Kill is famous. He didn't dare to offend Beichen because of Xu Zhizheng.

But he took a few steps in the crowd. Meng Li looked at the half of the ring where Lu Ming was, his chubby body suddenly stopped, slapped his thigh, and said fiercely: "That's right." If you go to Beichen Kill to explain. Although it can be said that Xu Zhizheng asked me to do this. But according to Beichen's character of killing this killing star, he won't bypass me......"

Suddenly such an alert appeared, and Meng Li only felt a cold sweat suddenly break out from his vest. After thinking about some of the rumors he had heard about Beichen's killing, the fat swordsman finally didn't muster up the courage to go to Lu Ming to explain something, and immediately prepared to turn around and leave the seventeenth ring, leaving 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 his ring game was over, and no one around the ring dared to fight with Lu Ming, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Meng Li under the stage.

The referee's eyes lit up suddenly, and he shouted: "Hey, Deacon Meng, the game in my ring is over, you are in charge of the grouping of the players in the group competition, just to see how to arrange the next game to deter." ”

Lu Ming, who was groaning, turned his head when he heard the sound, and just as the audience was eager to slap this cheap referee to death, Meng Li turned his head, saw Lu Ming looking in his direction, his eyes shrank, and he was about to leave immediately.

Lu Ming's mind moved, and he left the ring where there was no opponent for the time being, flying through the air like a gust of wind, and landed in front of the fat swordsman before Meng Li squeezed into the crowd.

"Did you arrange the grouping of these contestants?"

Lu Ming looked at Meng Li, he didn't talk nonsense at all, he just wanted to get useful information from Meng Li: "I heard that the grouping here is distributed according to strength, but I am a disciple of the Rising Sun Sword Sect, but I was assigned to this group with a lot of Great Sword Sect by my stomach, it seems that this should not be the case." ”

Lu Ming's voice was light and light, but in the ears of Meng Li, a fat man with a ghost in his heart, it was tantamount to a thunderstorm, which made him constantly scold Xu Zhizheng in his heart.

If it weren't for Xu Zhizheng concealing the identity of this Beichen Kill, and deliberately arranging Lu Ming to this group where all the gate-sent swordsmen participated, how could he be obviously questioned by Beichen Killing.

The most important thing is that he was not ready to explain anything to Beichen Kill at all, but now Beichen Kill came to the door and asked straight to the point.

This is a killing star, and just a move just stood in front of him like lightning to stop himself, just look at the speed of this action, he is not an opponent, at this time must not be messed up.

Meng Li immediately put a smile on his face, looked at Lu Ming and replied: "What you asked about the grouping, so many swordsmen came to our Nine Days City to participate in the selection of the World Swordsman Conference, there are a large number of them, and it is too normal that some sword sect disciples were negligently not divided together when they were grouped......

Lu Ming saw at a glance that Meng Li's emotions were not so stable when facing him, and he became more and more sure that there was a problem with the grouping, and he thought of Beichen's character in his mind, and looked at the face in the dream with an impatient hideousness.

"Say, why are you a dead fat man targeting Lao Tzu! Although these people are not taken seriously by me, if a small faction of swordsmen encounters this lineup group, they will definitely not have a chance to get out of the first round!"

Lu Ming's shouting startled Meng Li, but seeing Lu Ming's anger, Meng Li didn't dare to admit that it was he who changed the group and arranged everything, so he hurriedly denied it: "No, how can it be, sometimes the contestants between the groups will be transferred to supplement the number of people......"

Lu Ming wasn't ready to let Meng Li finish his words at all: "Let me think about it, not many people know that Uncle Ben is here for the Nine Days, and he hasn't taught many people these days...... So someone is looking for you to deal with me!"

The last sentence was shouted by Lu Ming at Meng Li, and the raised voice startled Meng Li, and he almost said Xu Zhizheng in passing.

"No, no, no, how can it be......" Meng Li continued to deny it, his eyes swept over the swordsmen who were all subconsciously avoiding Lu Ming, but these people all avoided Lu Ming's disguised Beichen Kill, and no one wanted to stay by the side of Beichen Kill, who was killing this star.

Lu Ming saw Meng Li's eyes flickering, and he immediately determined in his heart that the fat man in front of him must have contributed to this matter aimed at him.

Thinking of this, Lu Ming simply drew his sword, and the big sword was directly on Meng Li's neck like lightning, this fat deacon only had the strength of the Sword Saint Initial Realm, and he had no chance to dodge at all.

"You can choose to say it or not, if you don't say it, Uncle Ben won't bother to waste any tongue with you, and he will kill you directly!"

"I say!"

Meng Li felt the sword blade rising from his erection neck, and he chose to tell the truth without hesitation as soon as his eyes widened, if he offended Xu Zhizheng, although he was also prepared to be retaliated, it was better than death, isn't it.

"It's Xu Zhizheng, he said that you are a nobody, offended their Kunshan Sword Sect, but he didn't tell me it was you, I was confused for a while, so I agreed to help him. ”

As soon as his heart was relieved, Meng Li immediately told Xu Zhizheng that Xu Zhizheng was looking for him to help deal with Lu Ming, and after finishing speaking, he looked at Lu Ming's expression, he simply didn't see how Lu Ming handed the sword to his neck, knowing that even if he resisted, it would be useless to the killing star in front of him.

I see......

Lu Ming's mind immediately turned, and he suddenly remembered that day he made a move in order to reveal his 'identity', as if the unlucky head who was knocked out with a few swords was from the Kunshan Sword Sect, and he called Xu Zhizheng.

Lu Ming knew that someone was targeting him, and after thinking about it, he frowned secretly in his heart: "There is still such a guy staring at himself in the dark, this kind of trouble cannot be tolerated, the little ghost is difficult, sometimes many people are tripped by such a secret stumbling block." ”

Thinking of this, Lu Ming was not ready to take care of the fat man who was already scared by him in a cold sweat in front of him, he glanced at Meng Li and slowly withdrew his sword.

Meng Li suddenly felt that the pressure on his body was light, but he sensed the killing intent rising on Lu Ming's body, and completely subconsciously asked Lu Ming in a trance: "You, what are you going to do now?"

Lu Ming showed a cruel smile on his face, looked down at Meng Li, opened his mouth and showed his teeth and smiled: "Fatty, are you sure you want to know what Uncle Ben is going to do?"

Meng Li looked at Lu Ming's sharp eyes, and immediately woke up with a shudder, the young swordsman in front of him was a big killer, and he finally showed signs of letting himself go, and he was still talking nonsense, no matter who he was going to deal with, as long as it wasn't against himself.

"No, no, no......" Meng Li's voice trembled and hurriedly waved his hand, desperately squeezing out a smiling face, not daring to look at Lu Ming again, seeing that Lu Ming was not interested in doing anything to him, he hurriedly tried to retreat into the crowd.

Lu Ming didn't have the heart to deal with a timid character like Meng Li, and made a look of disdain on his face, but his mind memorized Xu Zhizheng.

Meng Li blended into the crowd, his back was already soaked in cold sweat, and Lu Ming's eyes full of murderous intent were deeply imprinted in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.

didn't go far, Meng Li gritted his teeth fiercely: "Damn, you can't afford to offend both sides, so why bother staying in this right and wrong place!"

Having made up his mind, Meng Li blended directly into the crowd in the city and left Nine Days City without hesitation.

The morning ring match ended quickly, and the news that Lu Ming's Beichen Killer appeared in the seventeen groups of rings was pierced out in all directions by the swordsmen like a whirlwind, and the good deeds quickly put Lu Ming's evil star into the hot list that could successfully advance this time.

Lu Ming only showed the strength of the peak Sword Venerable, and he was already invincible in the seventeen groups of rings, waiting for the ten rings in the group to select a final winner, but in the end he was told that these people were not fighting directly, but to mix with the winners of other groups, and then randomly draw nine opponents to fight. (To be continued......)