It's dusk.

The setting sun hung low at the end of the grassland, struggling not to let himself fall, like a swordsman with extreme strength, the light was like blood, dyeing the entire grassland with a layer of blood red.

The wind was blowing, and the gale from the north raged on the grassland, causing large swaths of snow to move like ripples against the snow, but even steppe wolves would not hunt in such weather, they would only bury themselves deep under the snow to avoid the quicksand blizzard.

Where the wind rises, a whirlwind swirls sweep a large amount of snow, the frozen hard snowflakes seem to be a knife, combined with the wind is simply a meat grinder, the already small creatures are completely driven to the hiding place, the lamb and pony who have no time to dodge are swept into the sky, the wind is scattered, only the blood-colored ice falls, making the whole grassland more cold and depressed.

A column of knights struggled forward in such a harsh environment, the horses were covered with a thick layer of frost, and the original color of the fur could no longer be seen, only the nostrils that laboriously opened and closed erupted large clouds of white gas, and then they were blown away by the strong wind, even if there were hundreds of horses in the whole team, in the power of nature, they could not change anything.

At this time, there are no roads in sight on the grassland, and even with the most accurate maps, it is impossible to distinguish between the east, south, and northwest in such an environment.

Heaven and earth are already one color, like a mass of chaos.

Lu Ming took the lead and silently led the way. When he was heading towards the grassland, he sprinkled sword intent on the road he had walked, and at this moment, these sword intentions were in the power of the sword marks. It's like a clear line of road signs, outlining the way home.

Zhuo Ligetu followed behind Lu Ming, he knew the grassland climate best, this kind of time was definitely not the time to hurry, but there was no way, if Lu Ming didn't lead everyone to deal with Balhu's people, I am afraid that they would have been surrounded by groups.

Nowadays, it is wisest to get out of the grassland and into the interior as quickly as possible.

Zhuo Ligetu looked up with difficulty, and saw that the sky and the earth were vast. The blood-colored sunset was left with only a small silhouette. But a large area of red has been dyed on the wind and snow, and everywhere in sight is bursts of pale and demonic blood red.

Don't say it's wind and snow, even this weird weather will make people feel extremely depressed.

Zhuo Ligetu looked back at the fifty sword students. Their bodies were bent. Apparently also under tremendous pressure. However, their steps were firm, and they were clearly confident that their swordsman would lead the way for them.

Yes, in less than an hour, you can see the boundary line!

The fat man only felt that the dawn was in sight. He couldn't help but glance back at the vast grassland, and said secretly: "Balhu, don't worry, I'll definitely come back!"

The wind suddenly lightened, and the snow swept up by the gale fell, and the blood-red of the setting sun once again occupied the entire sky.

Suddenly, Lu Ming's horse stopped, and his gaze had already been cast into the distance.

The fat man and the others immediately noticed Lu Ming's strange appearance, and also cast their eyes out. On the border line where the blood sunset shines, four huge coffins are erected, and the blood-red paint on them is so dazzling in the dusk that there is a trace of blood flowing.

The fat man and the others even saw that there was not even a single footprint next to the coffin, but the four coffins were neatly erected, and the coffin lids next to them were meticulously placed.

Lu Ming looked left and right, frowned slightly, and said, "Why is the coffin placed upright?"

Zhuo Ligetu took a step forward, stood beside Lu Ming, and said: "Whenever someone is about to die, their family or friends will place the coffin like this, this is a unique rule on our grassland, which means to inform others in advance. ”

"Is there a dying person here?" Leng Jian rested his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and his gaze was far away.

In the field of vision, the remnant sun is like blood, and the grassland is desolate, like a blood-red coffin falling from the sky, standing upright on the road......

Everything is so spooky!

Leng Jian's question really asked everyone's hearts, and the pressure that the sword students had just dissipated because of the wind stopped suddenly weighed heavily on their hearts, that is, breathing had become very difficult.

Nangong Huajian frowned and said, "It's just that there is no one in this frozen area at all, how can these brand-new coffins be placed here?"

"The one who is about to die......" Lu Ming's eyes moved slightly left and right and stopped at a coffin, and his eyebrows couldn't help but realize.

"How about my gift to you?"

With the words that seemed to come from outside the sky, Balhu's strong body slowly flashed behind a coffin. He was alone, exuding a cold breath, but he was already more striking than the cold wind, and he deserved to be the overlord of the party.

"It seems that these coffins are prepared for us?" Lu Ming was immediately relieved, but he didn't expect that Bal Hu's injuries were much better than expected, and from this, he could see the background of his generation of grandmasters even more.

Bal Hu laughed heartily and said arrogantly: "Some time ago, you and I fought each other, which made me realize the power of the Sword Venerable Realm's destructive sword qi, which really benefited me physically and mentally, and there is still a trace of understanding, but the fire is not yet yet." Today, I am waiting for you on a special trip, just to try the taste of the Sword Venerable Realm Destroying Sword Qi again. ”

Even when he was speaking, Bal Hu's eyes were constantly secretly looking at Lu Ming, and he had been observing Lu Ming in secret.

Bal Hu knew too well the power of Lu Ming's sword, and if he did it again, he would ask himself if he would not survive no matter what, so he did not attack rashly before, but observed.

Especially when he saw Lu Ming's slight smile, Bal Hu felt that Lu Ming was fearless, and that calm demeanor was really confident.

However, Bal Hu didn't believe that Lu Ming really had another sword qi sealed in his body, after all, with his sword master realm's body, it was impossible to seal the powerful sword qi that only two sword venerable powerhouses could have.

Jealous and unbelieving, Bal Tiger appeared with such a mood, he knew that he must not let Lu Ming and these people go back, otherwise he would inevitably let the tiger return to the mountain, so he had to take advantage of it.

When the swordsmen saw this person suddenly coming, they immediately formed a Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation, and fifty people defended it in five large formations. Although they all knew that they were so pale and powerless in the face of the peak Sword Saint powerhouses that existed like mountains, even the most powerful formation today, they all remembered the teaching of the Sword Master: "If you don't fight, then there is nothing." ”

Lu Ming didn't pay attention to Bal Hu's questioning, but just looked at him calmly. From the moment he saw the coffin, Lu Ming already knew who was waiting for his people here, but Lu Ming knew how to confuse his opponent even more.

It was Lu Ming's calmness that made Bal Hu dare not act rashly.

And as soon as Lu Ming saw the other party, he found that he still had serious injuries on his body, and the true qi in his body was not very smooth, and it would be destroyed by a force from time to time.

Although Bal Tiger exudes the aura of a generation of grandmasters, it is only the appearance.

Through the connection of sword intent, Lu Ming knew that the power was the destruction of the sword qi, and if Bal Hu wanted to completely expel the destruction sword qi, he would need a long time to recuperate and heal, but since he chose to be seriously injured and leave his own people, it seemed that he already knew that the time given to him would not be too much.

"Since you want to try the taste of the Destruction Sword Qi, if I don't fulfill you, won't I live up to your wishes?" Lu Ming said with a smile, then calmly dismounted and walked forward.

The three fat men were so exquisite, as soon as they saw Lu Ming dismounting, they immediately dismounted and followed Lu Ming, and within a few steps, they put out the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation.

It's just that the momentum of each of them is very stable, without the slightest sign of panic, even if you look at it from Bal Hu's tricky angle, they don't find anything abnormal, just like they really have a powerful sword qi of destruction.

Before he knew it, Balhu stepped back.

Facing the Bal Tiger with an uncertain face, Lu Ming and the four of them walked forward constantly, no one spoke, and there were no gestures, as if everything was natural.

Nangong Huajian knew that since Bal Hu had come to block the road in person, it was useless to say anything at the moment, even if he raised his momentum to the extreme, it was useless, and the result was to do it.

Since you want to fight, in the face of people like Bal Hu, only now can you really show the momentum of your own side. You see, the Balhu has begun to retreat.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Ming had already walked a distance of 100 meters, and Bal Hu's footsteps were hesitant to retreat, and it was only a few tens of meters.

In fact, how can there be a destroying sword qi!Lu Ming smiled self-deprecatingly in his heart, he did this because he wanted to truly display the power of the True Martial Seven Interception Formation and fight with Bal Hu, and only when he came out by himself, the sword students would not be affected by the sword qi.

Bal Hu's steps hesitantly retreated, his face turned red and white, and he even coughed a few times uncontrollably, and the snow was a little redder. It was he who coughed out, and all he feared was the sword, and as long as he remembered the power of that sword, he was uncontrollable.

"I'm the pinnacle sword saint!" Bal Hu's footsteps suddenly stopped, he looked at the four boys in front of him in extreme disdain, remembering that he was forced to retreat by their calm momentum, and he couldn't help but blush, destroying his long-maintained grandmaster bearing.

"I haven't tried it myself, how do you know the result?"

Bal Hu's two nostrils let out a vicious breath, and after his thoughts determined his actions, he turned Fang Cai's embarrassment into thousands of anger in an instant, and stabbed out with a sword.

The target of Bal Hu's sword was not Lu Ming, but Zhuo Ligetu, who obviously had lingering fears about Lu Ming's sword, and wanted to find out Lu Ming's true power through other targets.

If there is that sword, Lu Ming will definitely release it, this is a pretty good opportunity, if there is no after the temptation, then you can easily kill them! (To be continued......)