Feng Xiangtian was even more surprised, what a genius Nangong Huajian is, I am afraid that the entire Qingyuan Prefecture and even the empire have a place, but he was trapped by Lu Ming's five lives, and he was beaten and couldn't raise his head at all, although he had strong sword qi and full of strength, but looking at his current appearance, I am afraid that he will be ...... again in a while It didn't take long for him to be injured again now! It was Lu Ming! How could his sword be so fast? It was so fast that people could only see his wrist flip, and two sword lights flashed like lightning!

Nangong Huajian's body shook again, and his eyes were full of surprise as he looked at the two criss-cross wounds on his collarbone, and in the severe pain, a stream of blood flowed out......

How is this possible?

Nangong Huajian looked at Lu Ming with stunned eyes, it was this kid who slashed his two swords, but under the condition that he was strictly guarded, how could he still be injured? And it was still two swords?

Moreover, what kind of swordsmanship did he use? How could he be slow and impatient, fast but palpitating? And the momentum was as huge as a mountain, making him feel as small as a rabbit living on the mountain, and sometimes as vast as the sea, he was a small boat on the crest of the waves, how come I have never seen these swordsmanship? I have never heard of it!

A soft sound of 'hiss' woke up the surprised Nangong Huajian, he looked down and saw a shallow wound on his thigh turning outwards with flesh and skin, gurgling red blood, a bloodshot long sword was being withdrawn, and the owner of the sword was Leng Jian, his ice face. Already with a hint of a smile.

Nangong Huajian's intuitive anger rushed to the top of his head, no matter what others do, this former subordinate can actually hurt himself, it's really fucking!

"Ahh

Nangong Huajian suddenly screamed, but although he was furious, the sword did not point at Leng Jian, but chose Qing'er.

He was furious, but his mind was still clear, and yes, he was trapped in it. Their swords are combined. It's like a steel plate, I can't find the gap at all, the key is that I didn't hurt any of them.

Nangong Huajian's intuitive chest was full of evil anger that suppressed him, but he had no way to vent. Now only I can break out. Then kill them one by one. There's no pressure at all, and when the time comes, I'll torture them hard. And this woman is not yet at the realm of a great swordsman, and she is really the best goal for herself to break through.

"Wind and Thunder Sword Technique!"

Nangong Huajian screamed again. The sword in his hand suddenly turned into a fierce wind, and rushed towards Qing'er with a thunderous sound.

Lu Ming saw him use the sword technique at the bottom of the pressure box, and suddenly felt bad, and his figure hurriedly flashed towards Qing'er, she knew the young master's movements, and her figure suddenly flashed back, directly avoiding its edge, and even gave up her position.

Nangong Huajian's eyes lit up, and he rushed over with a sword, but a giant sword was getting bigger and bigger in front of him, he was suddenly startled, and his figure hurriedly fell back, but the sword of the woman who had dodged out stabbed him in the back again. He hurriedly parried, and at this time he only looked at it from the corner of his eye, and found that the indifferent boy was actually standing in place motionless, but the savage fat man was silently blocking his way out, although he was not his opponent at all, but as long as he delayed, I am afraid that those people would besiege him, and he would be injured again.

The continuous blows have calmed Nangong Huajian a lot, and he is a genius in his own right, and he has a lot of experience in combat, but what he can't figure out is that these people are obviously from all over the world, but they can cooperate so skillfully in such a short time, and this sword formation is too weird!

Nangong Huajian was in a hurry, he rushed left and right with his sword, but this sword formation was like a tough leather, no matter how he impacted, the formation kept changing, but he couldn't break through at all!

Many of his subordinates finally realized that the situation was not right at this moment, and they rushed over one by one with their swords, and the sturdy injured sword student lost the support of his companions for a while, and suddenly fell to the ground, he couldn't stop struggling and moaning, but no one paid attention to it, compared to Nangong Huajian, it didn't matter if this person died or not.

Fourteen or fifteen sword students were on the periphery of Lu Ming and the others in an instant, forming a large encirclement, Feng Xiangtian's scalp suddenly jumped, I didn't expect these sword students to not abide by the swordsman code at all, and actually do this kind of thing to bully more and less in the name of such a genius as Nangong Huajian, if this matter spreads, hmph, I see where to put his name and face on the first day of Nangong Huajian.

"We can't let people see jokes anymore this time, come with me. ”

Feng Xiangtian drew his steel sword, waved his hand to the three people behind him, and rushed forward first. The three people behind him were still a little hesitant, after all, the other party was a well-known genius in Qing Yuanzhou, if it was on weekdays, if they wanted to befriend him, they couldn't get close to him at all, but they didn't expect to become an opponent who fought for their lives today, the three of them gritted their teeth, and rushed viciously with the idea that either you die or I die!

For a while, the swords and shadows on this good resting ground were staggered, the sound of fighting continued to sound, and occasionally some people let out short screams, but they were all red-eyed, even if they were injured, they would never flinch, everyone knew that retreat was equal to death!

Nangong Huajian's blood was boiling with anger at this moment, Lao Tzu is a genius! How can there be so many carefully selected elite sword students now, and they can't even disassemble the sword formation composed of several people?

Especially the indifferent kid next to Leng Jian, even in the fierce battle, his face is still so calm and indifferent, this kind of demeanor is different from Leng Jian's coldness, Leng Jian is a kind of vigilance against everyone after being hit, I don't believe it, I reject everyone with coldness, but this kid's demeanor is a high and high, a feeling of not putting anything in my eyes, it's too annoying!!

"Ahh

Ding! Lu Ming opened the sharp sword stabbed by Nangong Huajian lightly, and when he turned around, he raised his leg and kicked out a sword student who was close to the sword formation.

The swordsman's instinct was as if he had been hit by an enraged rhinoceros, and the force was irresistible.

Nangong Huajian's afterglow followed the sword student through an arc and fell more than ten meters away, and he watched him roll two more times before he stopped......

Damn, waste, I can't even bear a kick! Nangong Huajian just wanted to shout at him to get up and continue to fight again, when he saw four figures swooping over, the sword in his hand rose and fell, and his subordinates were poked out of at least ten holes, and they died without even a little room for resistance, and the blood instantly soaked the soil.

At this time, two more of his subordinates were knocked out, and the four figures followed directly with a tacit understanding, and it was another mess of swords.

Feng Xiangtian wiped the blood on his face, he knew that he was bringing people up to cause chaos for Lu Ming at all, and now this can be regarded as fundamentally reducing their opponents. However, these five people are really not simple, not only do they still maintain enough combat power in the case of internal and external attacks, but they can also completely suppress Nangong Huajian, he even occasionally erupts, and it is useless at all, the more he looks at it, the more he feels like he is dying, on the other hand, on Lu Ming's side, they can still disperse their energy to deal with his subordinates!

A swordsman struggled to draw a blood-colored parabola and smashed to the ground, Feng Xiangtian looked at the blood mist that was still drifting in mid-air, Zhuo Ligetu's oversized heavy sword was making a slapping shape, but this swordsman was simply shot to death.

Nangong Huajian was stunned for a moment, he finally knew now that even if his subordinates came, the situation would not change, and now his subordinates were killed one by one, if this continued, although he said that his sword qi was strong, but in the end, if the ants bit the elephant to death, he would still be trapped to death!

Weighing the left and right, Nangong Huajian suddenly let out a loud roar, and suddenly burst out with all his strength, the huge momentum had already made the air constrict, and a cloud of smoke and dust on the ground spread out like ripples, and then he didn't care about anything else, and desperately attacked the cold sword!

Sure enough, Nangong Huajian knew that under the full impact of his subordinates, the defeated general of his former subordinates knew his strength, he would definitely be on guard with all his strength, and the others would also cooperate, this is the way to control the enemy in all sword formations, a sneer appeared in his heart, his body suddenly twisted, and he turned around and pounced on Qing'er.

Lu Ming's eyebrows jumped, and his figure suddenly shot out, and the reincarnation sword approached Nangong Huajian's vest, but he knew that at this time, he couldn't catch up with Nangong Huajian, who was bursting out with all his might, that is, the sword could stab him, but Qing'er's situation was very bad, so it was absolutely impossible.

Lu Ming's sword momentum turned, and a Taiji shot out, sticking to Nangong Huajian's sword directly on Qing'er's sword, Taiji's unique sticking power suddenly burst out, and then his arm was raised, and he actually picked up Qing'er's sword that had not fully reacted, and then eliminated the sticky force on the sword, and slashed at Nangong Huajian's neck with a sword.

At this time, Ouyang Luo, Leng Jian and Zhuo Li Getu's swords all arrived, and the four swords were like pythons that swooped out together, all pointing directly at this one target.

Seeing that this woman was suddenly rescued, Nangong Huajian was not only not frustrated, but even felt that the day was bright, but his back and sides had been completely locked by the opponent, this feeling was too bad, he stabbed a few swords backwards without looking, and blocked the two swords back, but the other two swords were even more tricky and ruthless, I didn't expect his reaction to be so fast, but he was still reacted to, among the two swords behind, there was the indifferent kid, and the other never spoke. (To be continued......)