That... That's a real powerhouse!

Especially at the edge of Jiantang City, all kinds of rumors revolve around Lu Ming, and all kinds of legends show his magic!

Mu Tianyou couldn't help but tremble a little, although he controlled it well, the Sword Saint who accompanied him already knew, but he didn't ask. For him, a prince in the secular world is nothing, these etiquettes are only from the Sword Hall, and have nothing to do with his own thoughts.

After walking past the honor guard swordsman, the old man took Mu Tianyou and his entourage to the welcoming hall of the Sword Hall, where everything was ready. Although Mu Tianyou is the prince of the empire, the Sword Hall still receives him very thoroughly as the master.

The old man became a little interested in the young man beside Mu Tianyou, this young man was really unusual, at a young age, he had already reached the level of a half-step sword hero, it was really incredible! To say that in comparison, except for the dead Xue Mei and the now prosperous Lu Ming, I am afraid that among the younger generation of the Zhenyuan Empire, there will definitely be no opponents.

It's just that this person's name is unknown, and he is very low-key, even if he walks among the swordsmen, he is also calmly described, without the slightest abruptness, and even countless swordsmen below him are completely superior to him in terms of momentum.

Elder Wang De was puzzled, such a genius, it can be said that no matter where he goes, he will be crowned with a halo of genius, even this prince, more often, he has to ask for him, but he can always be honored and disgraced, this is absolutely rare!

Cheng Zifeng just silently followed behind Mu Tianyou. Secretly feeling the breath of the Sword Hall, all the movements around him could not escape his perception, but he was walking so low-key, like a person who could only walk.

Cheng Zifeng was actually very depressed and very irritable in his heart, but he controlled it very well. After he originally got a pretty good ranking in the Sword Hall Trial Competition, he once again tried his best to cultivate, raising the Sword Realm by a large level, and planned to challenge Xue Mei and compete for the benefits that the Sword Hall promised her. It's just that he didn't expect to challenge Xue Mei when he went to the Holy Sword Mountain. But he was just behind Lu Ming's feet. At that time, Xue Mei had already been killed by Lu Ming.

So he was going to look for Lu Ming, and then challenge, and later got the news that Lu Ming had entered Sword Hall City. He hurried over. On the way. met Mu Tianyou, who led more than a dozen guards. After a simple meal between the two, they knew that one wanted to kill Lu Ming, and the other wanted to challenge Lu Ming. immediately felt that it was too late to see each other, and such a combination was formed.

However, on the way to Jiantang City, Cheng Zifeng was stupid, he didn't expect that Lu Ming had surpassed himself in the Sword Realm, he didn't believe it at first, but after asking ten people, all ten people had such answers, and he accepted this reality.

Damn! Cheng Zifeng's heart was full of anger, how did he cultivate to have today's results? It was simply not a human life, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as hell, but he had worked so hard, but he was caught up by Lu Ming, who was left far away by himself!

Although he is only half a step away from Lu Ming now, if he wants to take this half step, the difficulty is really comparable to ascending to the sky! The understanding of the sword, the interpretation of the sword technique, and the induction of the vitality of heaven and earth, the speed of absorbing the vitality, and the endurance of his body......

There are simply too many requirements, and only when everything is achieved will the Sword Realm grow.

But I worked so hard, and I was actually surpassed by Lu Ming, this ...... Is there a harsher way to hit people?

Of course, Cheng Zifeng didn't believe in evil, he came to the Sword Hall with Mu Tianyou to personally verify all kinds of rumors, and the moment he didn't see Lu Ming with his own eyes, he definitely wouldn't believe it and make any plans.

Elder Wang De led the two to the auditorium, which was resplendent in gold, and naturally it was a high-level ceremonial welcome, and then there was a luncheon.

During the banquet, Mu Tianyou showed even more demeanor, constantly toasting and talking with the elders, and at the same time he was excited that Jiantang valued himself. It's just that almost all of what he vaguely heard were rumors about Lu Ming, and most of them were in a praising tone, but he was completely dim, which made him lose all interest for a while, and the delicacies of the mountains and seas in his mouth were like chewing wax.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, although Mu Tianyou tried his best to maintain his state, he suddenly found that he wanted to hinder Lu Ming's development, and he didn't know where to start. Jiantang was to receive himself with a high standard, but if he wanted to stop Lu Ming from developing this kind of thing, who would he tell who would help him? Mu Tianyou only felt that his eyes were dark.

The banquet was dispersed, Mu Tianyou was really distressed, and he didn't have the heart to visit at all, so he had to go back to his residence and sleep well. It's just that as soon as he closed his eyes, it was Xue Mei's beautiful and cold and arrogant figure, which almost tortured him and collapsed. Fortunately, the strength of the wine came up, and he thought about it for a while, and then fell asleep.

Cheng Zifeng didn't feel sleepy at all, he stood on the street, feeling the breath of the sword that he had never felt in the outside world, and his heart seemed to be washed by a huge momentum. Along the way, both inside and outside, Jiantang City is full of vitality, and if you want to learn swords, I'm afraid there is no such good place in the entire continent.

It's just that at this time, Cheng Zifeng felt that he should go to the tavern to sit for a while, and when he turned his head and saw a dark tavern, he smiled coldly and walked over.

Two hours later, Cheng Zifeng walked out calmly, but as soon as he went out, his face turned blue. Walking out of the tavern for a short distance, he used his true qi slightly, forcing all the wine qi out of his body, he suddenly felt refreshed, but he couldn't help but completely compare his strength with Lu Ming, and returned to his residence with a pale face.

As soon as he sat down, Cheng Zifeng couldn't wait to take out a letter from his personal pocket and read it carefully.

Cheng Zifeng frowned slightly, his expression was extremely focused, this letter must be read carefully, because this is a secret letter sent by the master to himself when he learned that he wanted to go to the Sword Hall.

After carefully reading the letter twice, Cheng Zifeng was relieved, and his eyes couldn't help but shine, "It turns out that I still have a master in the Sword Hall, and he also has a certain position, it seems that the Qiankun Sword Saint is not in vain." ”

Cheng Zifeng was amazed, but he read the letter very carefully, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Since I can't challenge Lu Ming head-on, then I'll design a trap for him behind my back and find trouble for him." ”

Cheng Zifeng knew very well that if he challenged Lu Ming, it was very likely that he would end up in Xuemei, but if he could use his power to do something in the task of the Sword Hall, he would immediately reverse his current situation.

"Since I can't get the first person of the younger generation in the Zhenyuan Empire, then I'll just sit back and wait for this title to fall. A sneer appeared at the corner of Cheng Zifeng's mouth, which was a rare expression that he could show, just because he seemed to have foreseen that Lu Ming was beginning to fall into his own calculations.

Lu Ming, who is remembered by many people, is very busy, and he runs back and forth between the sword courtyard and the secret room every day. When he was in the Sword Academy, he carefully taught the sword students, and there were several very motivated children, and even made a countdown, and every day in front of time, he would summarize what progress he had made that day and what he had gained.

Lu Ming was very pleased, and when he returned home, he would immediately enter the secret room and come out early the next morning.

Meilian is very strange, she sees Lu Ming's efforts all the time, but it is the first time that Meilian has seen such a wasteful cultivation of sleep and food, which can be compared with the cultivation of the legendary sword maniac.

"Lu Ming, I know you want to teach every child well, but there's no need to work so hard, right?" Meilian finally couldn't help it, and said distressed when she was sorting out Lu Ming's clothes.

Lu Ming just smiled indifferently and didn't say anything. In the past few days, although he has spent every day like this, Lu Ming always has a feeling that he is not uncomfortable, as if he is being closely watched by a hidden poisonous snake, and it seems that the next moment, he will reveal that pair of sharp fangs.

Lu Ming knew that this feeling was no accident, but after a few secret observations, he found nothing, whether it was in terms of sword life or in his own range, there was no abnormality, in desperation, Lu Ming had no choice but to give up and devote himself to cultivation.

Lu Ming's creed is that in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and trickery will be self-defeating.

It's no wonder that Lu Ming, even though he is a top killer, but the other party doesn't have any contact and intersection with him, and he hasn't even stepped into the scope of his life, where does he go to find clues?

Cheng Zifeng calmly walked in a mansion, he was very excited, because he had already contacted the Qiankun Sword Saint, and this master was very recognizable, as soon as he heard that he was his nephew, he immediately sent someone to receive him, and invited himself to have a meal, and even the residence was placed in his home.

It seems that there should be no problem with the use of the power of the uncle.

Cheng Zifeng stood faintly, exuding a calm aura all over his body, any activity in his heart would not be revealed, otherwise the things he did back then, like carrying a cold sword to find a new home, secretly learning swords, secretly getting the materials of the sword treasure level, and so on, if one of them can't hold it, he will be scolded on the spot for the crime of opposing the master, and a sword slave doing these things, the consequences will definitely not be so easy to die.

Cold sword, hum, the outside and soft on the inside, a fool who believes in his brothers!

Cheng Zifeng showed a faint pride on his face, he can get to this point, but no one believes it, but there is something that can be used, and he must not let it go, even if it is just a small use.

"Senior nephew, what are you thinking?" With an old and deep voice, the Qiankun Sword Saint walked in steadily. (To be continued......)