Around the ten rings, there are constantly people on the stage, and there are constantly people who win and lose, and after the victory or defeat is judged, some people are happy and some are gloomy, but these are all in Lu Ming's eyes, and they have nothing to do with it.

"In the next game, the blood python of Beifeng Mountain, the Rising Sun Sword sent Beichen to kill ......"

The referee on the stage read Lu Ming's name slowly, and there was a sudden noise around him, but after Lu Ming took the stage, he realized that these noises were all talking about his opponent.

"The Rising Sun Sword Sect, what kind of sword sect is that, I haven't heard of it, this guy must be unlucky, his opponent is the blood python of Beifeng Mountain. ”

"Hey, this ring seems to be assigned by Xuefeng Mountain, and the blood python is in this ring, it seems that the quota for promotion is set by him, and the rest of the participants can only be regarded as going through the motions......"

"I can also see that the ten rings of this seventeen group seem to have been divided into four or five rings by Beifeng Mountain, and the rest are occupied by the Deadwood Sword Sect, and in the end, it can only be the disciples of these big factions competing for the rankings. ”

A middle-aged fat man wearing a swordsman's robe, looking at Lu Ming who was in the ring in the crowd, listening to the discussions of the people around him, his little eyes were full of pride, just a small role, he was assigned to the ring assigned by the big sword faction in Beifeng Mountain, and it would definitely be solved cleanly.

Lu Ming had already stepped into the ring at this time, and when he heard this, his expression did not change, but his body gradually released a wild sword intent, and when the opponent stepped into the ring, the big sword behind his back was pulled out by him and stood in front of him.

"Blood python, let's see if you can make the next sword of Uncle Ben today!"

After that, Lu Ming's fighting spirit was surging. With a smirk, he swung the big sword diagonally forward, and a violent sword aura instantly blew up the ring floor along the road, shooting like a dragon at the blood python in the debris of wood and stone raised in the sky.

As soon as the blood python stepped into the ring, he didn't pay attention to Lu Ming at all, and was still laughing with his fellow disciples under the ring, in his opinion, this unknown sword master of the sword sect was just a stepping stone for him, and he would be powerful with a big sword, and he would soon let him taste his own strength.

It's just that no matter how he thought about it, he didn't expect that Lu Ming would enter the ring. Just do it. The shouting and shouting made me even more dissatisfied, what does it mean to be able to take your sword, can you follow Lao Tzu's sword!

But before he could draw his sword in his hand, the sword aura that Lu Ming slashed out with his sword was like a raging tornado generated out of thin air. It's just that the fragments of wood and stone that are flying in the sword qi are like thousands of tiny sharp swords. Straight at his side. He didn't even make any defensive or counterattack movements at all, and was swept away by a strong and merciless blow.

The blood python spurted blood, and the ring under him was like being slapped by an ancient beast. After his body flew helplessly, it fell to the ground again.

Except for a corner where Lu Ming was standing, the entire ring had completely turned into a dirt pit pointing diagonally downward, and the cracked ground was like an earthquake that had ravaged it, implicating the surrounding rings and breaking a few of them!

Everyone's eyes were attracted by Lu Ming's strong sword qi, and when they saw the power of Lu Ming's sword, they all subconsciously gasped.

Meng Li, the middle-aged fat man who was originally proud, also grew his mouth at this time, and looked at Lu Ming standing on the field with incredible eyes, when Xu Zhizheng told him, didn't he say that this kid just has a brute force, so strong!

"This ...... Is this guy really from an obscure Little Sword Sect?"

The fat man Meng Li's eyes widened: "That's right! What did the referee say just now that this guy is called, it seems to be called Beichen...... Kill my God, what's going on with him, this guy is a hob meat. ”

The middle-aged fat man subconsciously retreated a distance in the crowd, looked at the fierce Lu Ming in the ring with small eyes, and muttered to himself: "No, you can't go on like this!" Xu Zhizheng, that bastard, deliberately didn't say the name of this hob meat, just to let me be fooled, this hob meat is a guy who will be revenged, no, I have to take advantage of this hob meat is not crazy, hurry up and find a chance to explain......"

Meng Li's eyes rolled, Lu Ming defeated the blood python with one sword, and destroyed most of the ring he was in, and for a while, the eyes of Lu Ming under the ring became a little cringe, and the swordsmen in the surrounding ring were also affected by this.

Lu Ming stood in the ring, looking at the blood python that fell to the ground unconscious under the ring, thinking that he was pretending to be Beichen's temper, as soon as his hand moved, he inserted the big sword in his hand directly into the remaining half of the ring at his feet, and shouted wildly to the surroundings: "Everyone listen, the first in this group, I Beichen is going to kill! If you don't accept it, one or all of you will go together, and grandpa will be here next!"

Lu Ming's words contained sword energy, and it immediately spread throughout several rings in the seventeen group competitions, and such arrogant words immediately made the other swordsmen who were fighting in the ring stop paying attention, and everyone's eyes in the field fell on Lu Ming's body.

Yu Siguang and Hongmei have been standing at the back of Lu Ming's ring, both of them were surprised by Lu Ming's shouting, looking at each other, and the Feng Lang who followed him was even more shocked and couldn't close it all at once.

Yu Siguang seemed to be a little puzzled, and turned his head to Hongmei Chuanyin: "We chose a small sword faction like the Rising Sun Sword Sect to compete, isn't it to hide his strength, why did he expose his strength so early, I can't figure it out." ”

Hongmei turned her head and glanced at Yu Siguang, her eyes flickered a few times when she looked at Lu Ming, and it was also a transmission: "How do I know what kind of madness he is doing, but with his strength, these guys can indeed be cleaned up in a few clicks, if they really want to fight one by one, it will be a waste of time." ”

Yu Siguang turned his head at Hongmei and turned his head with white eyes, and immediately saw a few swordsmen in the same Beifeng Mountain costume as the blood python rushing over and treating the blood python on the ground for a while.

The swordsman who took the lead glared at Lu Ming in the ring viciously. "Boy, you hurt our people from Xuefeng Mountain......"

"So what!" Lu Ming didn't care about the sword momentum that emerged from these Xuefeng Mountain swordsmen, and directly interrupted the other party: "If you are not convinced, just come up to the ring and fight with me, I Beichen has always only used swords to speak." “

Before Lu Ming's words fell, the majestic sword intent on his body overturned the entire ring, and countless participating swordsmen felt as if they were being targeted at the neck by a fierce beast with fangs, and their bodies were cold.

The impact on the several swordsmen who were preparing to come out for the blood python in Xuefeng Mountain was even more obvious, and the swordsmen who rushed straight to Lu Ming were affected by the sword intent, their faces turned pale, and they took a few steps backwards, and the rest of the swordsmen who stepped forward to treat the blood python also looked at Lu Ming in disbelief, and when they saw Lu Ming's eyes swept over, they all subconsciously lowered their heads.

Some swordsmen from Xuefeng Mountain gathered again, but a group of swordsmen looked at the momentum exuded by Lu Ming, and none of them dared to speak.

In the end, the swordsman who took the lead for the blood python mustered up the courage to glance at Lu Ming, and immediately lowered his head and turned around, looking at the dozens of fellow swordsmen behind him, with a look of unwillingness: "Let's go, this madman is already a peak sword saint, and if he can't get one foot, he has already stepped into the realm of a half-step sword venerable, so that's it for the ring competition here, you still don't participate." ”

After speaking, the swordsman took the lead and left the seventeen rings.

This swordsman seemed to have a lot of prestige in the eyes of these swordsmen in Xuefeng Mountain, and the swordsmen gathered in Xuefeng Mountain looked at each other for a while, and finally they all left obediently, before leaving, there were still many swordsmen glaring at Lu Ming, but Lu Ming simply didn't look at these people.

As soon as these participating disciples of Xuefeng Mountain left, the contestants around Lu Ming's ring were also gone, and the referee in the ring didn't expect such a thing to happen, he glanced at Lu Ming, and had to directly announce that Lu Ming had won in the ring, and he only needed to defeat the swordsmen who won in the other rings at the end, and he could be selected by the Sword Sect's World Swordsmen Conference, and he was eligible to participate in the opening of the secret realm of the Sword Sect.

Lu Ming stood proudly on the stage, made an indifferent posture, leaned on the guardrail on half of the ring, and quietly glanced around.

In the rest of the ring, many swordsmen chose to leave after sensing the strength of the peak Sword Saint that he deliberately exuded.

However, there were still a few swordsmen in the ring who swept Lu Ming with their divine senses, or they still went to the ring to compete, and they did not scare Lu Ming's strength at all.

Lu Ming saw that his brows moved slightly, before the seventeen groups of rings opened, he casually glanced at the other ring groups that started earlier, most of the contestants in Nine Days City were just swordsmen of the Sword King Realm, like the swordsmen of the Sword Saint Realm, all of them were considered high-end combat power in the territory of Nine Days City, in fact, even the entire Supreme Sword Realm was the same, although these swordsmen of the Sword Saint Realm did not break through to the Sword Venerable Realm, they were also rare.

"What's going on, I originally thought that if I pulled my strength to the peak Sword Saint realm, I would soon be able to end up with the swordsmen in this group, but I really didn't expect that after showing my strength, dozens of swordsmen who were also in the peak Sword Saint realm and even a few half-step Sword Venerable realms would emerge in this group......"

Lu Ming groaned, his eyes swept over the few swordsmen near the rest of the ring: "Looking at it this way, there are many seeded players in the seventeen groups of the ring competition, but in this case, the swordsmen of the Rising Sun Sword Sect should not be able to participate in this elite ring competition at all." ”

While Lu Ming was pondering, Xu Zhi in the crowd looked at Lu Ming, who was extremely arrogant in the ring, and his face was gloomy as if he was about to drip water.

Behind Xu Zhizheng, several of his disciples were looking at each other, originally several people came to accompany the head of the sect today to see how Lu Ming was beaten to the ground, but no one expected Lu Ming to be so powerful, and when he got up, he defeated the blood python, the representative of the new generation of masters of Xuefeng Mountain, with a sword, and later shouted a sentence and directly forced away more swordsmen. (To be continued......)