Gao Lingjun's eyes locked on Lu Ming, but no matter how close he was to him, his complexion did not change a point, that indifferent appearance made Gao Lingjun so angry that he kept roaring in his heart, and inadvertently, it also stimulated the potential of his body, and the sword qi on the blade of the sword actually increased by half a meter again!

It seems that if I kill you, there will definitely be a breakthrough in the sword realm after I go back!

Gao Lingjun's brows showed joy, and the impact was even harder, his body that suddenly flashed left and right also reached the attack distance, and the sword in his hand instantly pulled out more than a dozen rays of light, almost frantically slashing towards Lu Ming.

Looking at the lines crossed by the sword light, enveloping Lu Ming's not very strong figure, the swordsmen all clenched their fists, and their bodies involuntarily pulled forward, their eyes opened to the maximum, looking forward to the most exciting moment.

"Kill him, kill him!" The swordsmen were like the craziest gamblers, shouting slogans in unison, all following Gao Lingjun's sword with all their strength, just waiting for the moment when the final opening of the game would be!

Lu Ming raised his eyelids, his indifferent eyes swept over, more than a dozen sword lights were already in his eyes, and without activating the sword marks, Lu Ming had already sensed which sword light was the real sword qi and which was just the sword shadow, and where was this Gao Lingjun's real killing move.

Lu Ming raised his hand with a sword, and the blade of the sword hit the opponent's sword with great accuracy, making a sound of metal clashing. And only then did there be a faint humming sound of the sword coming out of its sheath.

Gao Lingjun, who was about to kill the killer, had a hideous face, but when he felt the other party's sword hit his own. His hideous face was stunned for a moment, causing all expressions to freeze in this instant.

"He spotted my FalCon lightning stabbing move, and he hit my sword accurately?"

Two questions flashed through Gao Lingjun's brain, but he was not very shocked, and he knew very well that with the peerless sword of thirty forgings in his hand, even if the other party hit his own sword, it should be the other party's sword that was cut off.

Feeling a sudden lightness in his hand, the corners of Gao Lingjun's mouth provoked a sneer, no sword can catch my sword hard, because my sword is a peerless sword of thirty forging......

Gao Lingjun was suddenly shocked. And the sword he thrust forward ceased. Unable to move forward for half a minute, he seemed to feel something, and slowly lowered his head, his fierce eyes on his hideous face. I looked at my chest. Then he froze. He found that he had a sword in his chest.

How could this be? Gao Lingjun instinctively thought that his sword was a peerless sword forged in thirty forgings. There is only this one in the entire Qing Yuanzhou, this is his own master, the strong sword king, who exchanged it for a huge piece of extraterrestrial meteorite from the imperial sword casting master in the imperial capital, and he has used it many times, it is definitely a peerless sword.

However, Lu Ming's sword had obviously hit his own sword, why did his sword not break, but still stabbed on his chest? He blinked his eyes and looked at Lu Ming's sword, which was indeed intact.

Time was still passing, but Gao Lingjun felt that time was very slow, and it was extremely difficult for his brain to think in a circle, and he blinked his increasingly tired eyelids and looked at his sword. The sword is still there, and it's in good condition......

With a snap, it was like a piece of glass being shattered, and the sword in Gao Lingjun's hand was suddenly broken in two, and the first half fell to the ground with a snap, silently sinking into the soil, showing the weight of the sword and how sharp it was. The remaining half-cut in his hand flashed with a cold light, showing the neatness of the incision.

This sword realm is not as good as his own Lu Ming, how can he see through his swordsmanship, and how can he cut off his sword?

Gao Lingjun couldn't believe this fact, he wanted to verify it again, but the black curtain had gradually pulled up in front of him, and everything was like a broken bubble, gradually dissipating, but at this moment, the last thought in his brain replayed Lu Ming's eyes.

At this moment, Gao Lingjun suddenly realized that these eyes were not deliberately pretending, but real indifference, that is the demeanor and momentum that can only be possessed by people who crawl out of the mountains of corpses and blood and the pile of dead people, he is not indifferent to life, and only after being his opponent will he understand that it is the eyes that really look at the dead.

His swordsmanship is very strong, and there are few swordsmen who can see the flaws, but if the opponent is too strong, there is no need to look for flaws at all, because in the face of absolute power, there are flaws everywhere, this is what Lu Ming did with a sword, draw the sword, attack, and then win.

But my own sword realm is obviously at least four blades higher than Lu Ming's, why can't my strength resist his sword?

With a pop, Gao Lingjun fell straight down, smashing up a few snowflakes, his eyes were still open, and the gloom inside still showed unbelievable colors, but he could no longer find the answer.

All the swordsmen were still in a strained posture, and the crazy expressions of gamblers were instantly frozen on their faces, like goosees pinched by their necks.

The scene was silent all of a sudden, so quiet that there was no sound of breathing, and the aura of solemnity still remained, and the atmosphere was cold and suffocating.

"It's... Lost?"

A swordsman rubbed his eyes vigorously, and when he saw Lu Ming slowly retracting his sword, Gao Lingjun who fell to the ground in front of him was already breathless, and there was still a trace of blood flowing out of his body, which gathered into a small blood puddle under him, which was very dazzling in the snow.

The thick bloody breath in the air instantly woke up countless people, but they didn't say anything more, but they all retreated, fear stemmed from the unknown, they didn't know how Gao Lingjun was defeated, and they were full of unknowns about Lu Ming now, when they glanced at the indifferent face again, almost everyone's scalp was numb, and they instinctively stepped back.

In this way, Gao Lingjun's four subordinates were let out, and they were also full of shock, and they were even more intense than the other swordsmen, because they were familiar with the boss's combat power, even if they met the peak swordsman, they could also fight for a while, and they would definitely not be killed so simply.

"The boss didn't even have a chance to get seriously injured. One of his subordinates' heart was beating extremely fast, and he thought in fear: "However, this means that Lu Ming is so powerful, things have come to this point, who wants to try Lu Ming's sword? He is already so strong that his own people can't stop it at all!"

Several of his subordinates glanced at each other, and they all saw the look of fear in each other's eyes, and they were all breathing a little short of each other, obviously frightened.

"The boss is dead, what are we going to do?"

"We can't stop Lu Ming at all, if we go up, we will be sent to death, and now it seems that only Senior Brother Yi Tianzhong and Senior Brother Haoyu, Senior Brother Xuemei, can defeat Lu Ming. ”

"Yes, according to the news just now, both of them are already on their way to arrive, and they are expected to arrive tomorrow. ”

"But what now? Are you going to let this kid go? He's not going to run away, is he?"

"No, I think he's confident and determined enough to never run. Several people discussed in a whisper, and then they all nodded secretly, and their steps leaned back a little.

Lu Ming stood calmly in front of Gao Lingjun's corpse, looking around at everyone present with indifferent eyes, and found that they almost didn't speak, and occasionally only whispered, he suddenly shook his head boringly, and said, "Now, is there anyone else coming up?"

In the silent environment, Lu Ming's faint words were like thunder that exploded in everyone's ears, and they all looked up at once, but just a little touch of Lu Ming's sight, they all immediately avoided it, the kind of eyes that saw dead people, no one wanted to see them again, and even just a glance at them would have nightmares.

Moreover, in Lu Ming's not strong body, the huge murderous aura released made everyone dare not breathe even relaxed, and their steps involuntarily retreated again, hoping that this little distance could bring them some sense of security.

Seeing everyone's retreating pace, Lu Ming shook his head boringly again, turned around and smiled at a few friends, and said, "You see, even if the world is the enemy, that's it!"

Everyone was speechless for a while, with such a good example as Gao Lingjun, who would dare to send him to death again? Moreover, the murderous aura released from Lu Ming's body was so cold that the swordsmen who had already been infected by the herd effect could not raise any thoughts about fighting at all. In fact, if the people present were not afraid of causing Lu Ming's misunderstanding, someone would definitely run away directly.

The Sword Saint of Destruction nodded secretly, Lu Ming's momentum is now all over his body, and he is already a man, and he can't open it.

Every step this kid takes now is to seize the momentum, every time he wins, he shocks the people of a place, and at the same time he seizes the momentum of a place, if he goes to the battlefield where the two countries are at war at this moment, I am afraid that the situation will be immediately reversed.

This is the general trend of dominating the world, in order to strengthen its own momentum!

After all, the Holy Sword Mountain is that snowy territory, everyone is centered on her, and everyone is full of confidence in her, so she has a great momentum on the mountain.

If there are swordsmen who go, I am afraid that they will be as sluggish and sticky as if they are in a quagmire, and they will be greatly restricted and constrained by the momentum, and I am afraid that only fifty percent of the combat power will be left.

And Lu Ming, the kid, had actually thought of this, from the time he began to embark on the journey into the mountain, he had already begun to seize the momentum, and the moment he stepped on the Holy Sword Mountain, his victory would be great, and Xue Mei would lose the home advantage.

Sure enough, it's quite wonderful! The Sword Saint of Destruction originally planned to use his momentum to expand a space for Lu Ming and eliminate the momentum of the Holy Sword Mountain if Lu Ming fought against Xue Mei, but it was not very appropriate to think about it, after all, Zhong Nantian on the Holy Sword Mountain, his strength was almost balanced with himself, and the other party would definitely find out, so it would be tantamount to cheating on Lu Ming, and his reputation would be disadvantaged from then on.

Well, now this kid's means of seizing power are even more subtle and huge than what he can do, and if he wants to come to the Holy Sword Mountain, no matter how huge the momentum is, it will definitely not be able to compare with the general trend of the world! (To be continued......)