"Die!" she let out a roar and slammed down her sword.

The moment the two forces collided, there was an unprecedented explosion, and the overflowing energy turbulence caused Lu Ming's black hair to fly up completely, and several wounds were cut on his face by the shattered sword qi.

The saint's long hair stood up completely upside down, like a brush taken upside down, and her originally torn clothes were like fallen leaves swept away by the autumn wind at the moment, flying away from her body one by one, her eyes were surprised and panicked, because she knew that most of the energy turbulence flew towards herself, which showed that Lu Ming's strength had surpassed herself at this moment.

As soon as the saint realized the difference in strength, the hand holding the mother sword could no longer hold it, and then instantly flew out of her hand, drawing a streamer of light in the night sky, and then her body fell because of the loss of strength.

Lu Ming's sword was also shaken off by the power of the opponent's shock, and at this moment, most of his meridians were damaged, and it was impossible to mobilize sword qi at all, so the power dissipated, falling from mid-air and smashing into the ground.

Bang bang......

Both of them fell to the ground almost simultaneously, each spurting blood. With his firm will and the little physical strength left, Lu Ming pounced on the saint maiden with a fit.

"Let ......go of me!" cried the holy woman, like a weak woman.

Lu Ming succeeded in one blow, and he no longer had any powerful attack ability, in order to prevent the other party from making another move, he could only hold it like this, and the two were entangled in an instant, scuffling, like two swimming snakes.

Between the scuffles, the saint's eyes suddenly saw that there was no land. The two of them had unconsciously rolled down to the edge of the cliff, and their bodies began to fall!

"Let go of me!" The holy woman roared, her sudden burst of strength struggled to break away from Lu Ming's embrace, raised her foot and stepped Lu Ming's body, the whole person suddenly flew up, and when she was about to grab the edge of the cliff, Lu Ming gently stretched out his hand and grabbed her ankle.

Lu Ming pulled down hard, and the figure of the saintess fell directly. He hugged the saint tightly again. The hands were locked behind the saint's back, and the two of them were tightly attached to each other as if they were combined, falling down.

In the process of falling. Lu Ming stuck to the saint's ear like a lover and said, "You want me to die." You don't have to die well!"

"Ah......" as the saint let out a hysterical scream. The sound of water smashing into the long river sounded, but she didn't understand why Lu Ming's tone. Gradually, it became easier.

Lu Ming knew that if this woman went back, he was afraid that his friends and family would be poisoned by her, but now, this crisis has been solved.

What is the fear of death, accidents are always inevitable, Lu Ming can't pay attention to too much, he only acts with his own sword heart, as always.

Crash...... A wave rolled over, and the two figures disappeared into the long river.

In the gap between the two high mountains, the rushing river never seems to know its tiredness, and rushes towards the distant horizon with a momentum of no return.

After the river passes through an unknown canyon, the river gradually relaxes, the flow slows down, and the large amount of foam carried down from the upstream gradually melts, and the fish can be seen stretching out and jumping out of the water, enjoying this rare calm.

In the middle of the river, a black shadow slowly floated as the water swayed, and in the hazy moonlight, it looked like the back of a giant fish, with the occasional red line floating out of its back. If you get closer, you will find that these are actually two people, hugging each other tightly like a martyred couple, and there is almost no gap between the two, it is Lu Ming and the No. 2 saintess who are rolling down the long river upstream.

Lu Ming's eyes were closed, his pale face due to serious injuries looked even whiter under the soaking of the cold river water, and his originally flowing black hair was tightly attached to the back of his head at this time, like algae that had lost its vitality.

Yes, at this moment, Lu Ming was completely out of breath, only a pulse of less than ten times a minute showed that he was still alive, and he had fallen into the deepest coma.

Serious injury! Falling from a high altitude! Ruthless river water! All these factors were enough for human beings to become nutrients for the river water, but the moment Lu Ming fell into the river and was knocked unconscious by the current, the turtle breath gong that he had cultivated started on its own, slowly releasing its power, ensuring that the cultivator would not drown in the river.

This is actually the product of the combination of Lu Ming's firm will and instinctive desire to survive, otherwise even if he cultivates the exercises, it will only be empty talk after falling into a coma.

There is also a piece of hardware in Lu Ming's body that is moving, it is a sword mark!

The unique ability of the sword mark is running at full strength, and it is constantly converging true qi, flooding the meridians, trying to nourish and connect the broken meridians with true qi, in fact, a war between true qi and injury is happening in Lu Ming's body.

However, Lu Ming's injuries were too serious, and several internal organs had cracks, and a few drops of blood would ooze out from time to time. Whenever this happens, the sword marks will release a fluctuation that will expel these blood concussions and discharge them out of Lu Ming's sweat pores, so occasionally you will see a trace of red threads floating behind the two of them.

However, when Lu Ming struck the last blow, the true qi in his body was almost exhausted, and the remaining true qi was not enough to fill the loss in his body, and in the icy river water, the body also needed true qi to resist the cold, so as not to make the body temperature too low.

It was because the true qi in Lu Ming's body was not enough......

Just when Lu Ming's true qi was no longer enough to maintain his own vitality, the sword mark immediately emitted an extremely unique and targeted power, stimulating the true qi stored in his body, and at the same time, another force erupted, the Northern Spiritual Skill!

The Northern Spiritual Skill is like an ancient desolate beast that has been disturbed, it has just woken up, and it seems to be very dissatisfied with the situation around it, and immediately let out a desolate roar, and the power of the Northern Darkness instantly erupts along the specific meridians, and the target is the No. 2 Holy Maiden that Lu Ming is clinging to!

Lu Ming's final blow caused a very serious injury to the Holy Maiden, and she also fell into a deep coma, her cold and perfect face was blue-white, her two thin lips were tightly pursed together, and a pair of beautiful eyebrows were tightly twisted, it could be seen that even in a coma, she was still in great pain.

When the power of the Northern Underworld invaded her body, her eyebrows tightened, and her whole body trembled, although she was already unconscious, but the instinct tempered by years of swordsman career showed great resistance to the power of the Northern Underworld, but in the face of the vast Northern Underworld power, this resistance had no effect, and the true qi gathered together made it easier for the Northern Underworld to swallow up.

Once the Northern Shengong was activated, countless powers were like monsters full of tentacles, and after invading into the body of the saint, they continued to extend into the meridians, and finally found the dantian, before they completely took root.

The Holy Maiden's true qi was constantly transported to Lu Ming's meridians, and the sword marks were like a running processing plant, removing these true qi from dust and impurities, and then it would be incorporated into Lu Ming's dantian, a process much faster than the several people Lu Ming had devoured.

If Lu Ming was sober and felt the true qi of the saintess, it is estimated that he would say: "Well, this time the true qi is cleaner." ”

Once the North Underworld is activated, it is bound to devour it cleanly.

At this moment, Lu Ming's body looked a little fatter, although the saintess had been seriously injured, but she had the sword realm of a half-step sword master, which was still too large for Lu Ming, a first-blade great sword master. However, with the full force of the sword marks, it will not take long for Lu Ming's body to recover a little, and the broken meridians will also be repaired somewhat.

It's just that compared to Lu Ming's injury, this repair speed is still too slow, he is still seriously injured, in the deepest coma, he is still holding the holy maiden, with the trend of dying together, with the flow of the river, floating downstream.

Almost three hundred miles away from Fenghua City, Liu Yanlong, the subordinate of the No. 2 Holy Maiden, was squatting on the ground, his face pale. In front of him is the corpse of the red leaves, which is a good thing, in Liu Yanlong's heart, the saint marrying himself is the biggest dream of his life, and this red leaf is the fiancé of the saint when she was young.

Although the saintess is getting stronger and stronger now, this red leaf is becoming more and more unworthy of her, but the red leaf actually joined the killer sect for the sake of the saint, so as to obtain a lot of resources, and the sword realm is also growing by leaps and bounds.

But what made Liu Yanlong's face pale was the fatal wound on Hongye's body, only one was under the ribs, looking at the angle, it was obvious that someone was stabbed in the heart obliquely with a sword, which directly took his life, and the one who issued this sword was obviously Lu Ming, who was secretly pursued and killed by him.

One sword, one blade great sword master, killed the peak great sword master?

If Liu Yanlong looked in the mirror, he would find that his face was full of ghostly expressions, and then he relaxed again, smiled gloatingly, and said secretly: "Anyway, it's a good thing that Momiji is dead." It's just that...... What about the Holy Maiden?"

The saint has a habit that every time she kills someone, she will return to the hot spring built for her by the Sword Hall to take a bath, but this time she came out for four hours, and there was no news, so she brought someone to see the situation.

It stands to reason that the saintess is about to enter the realm of sword heroes, and it is absolutely impossible to miss, and this time with red leaves as a foreshadowing, her victory should be easier.

"Report to my lord, we have searched within a radius of ten miles, but we have not found any trace of the Holy Maiden, and that Lu Ming is also missing, and within a radius of ten miles, we have not seen a single figure. ”

Hearing the report of his subordinates, Liu Yanlong stood up, his eyes turned around, and saw that the three hundred people he brought had all rushed back from all directions, and all of them had a futile color on their faces, and his heart immediately had a very ominous premonition. (To be continued......)