At this moment, the swordsmen finally figured it out, but they still didn't dare to move, for fear of causing any misunderstanding, so they could only keep a low profile as much as possible, so that people could ignore themselves in order to protect themselves.

"Lu Ming, take everyone and leave!"

The Sword Saint of Destruction roared, and suddenly understood why Zhong Nantian started fighting as soon as he came up, it turned out that he had been calculating, this is his territory, if he can suppress me, he can do whatever he wants, and now he can't beat me, but he has probed some of my details, so he will suddenly kill Lu Ming and others, and now I must stop Zhong Nantian with all my strength in order to buy more time for Lu Ming and others.

Zhong Nantian saw that he didn't succeed in a sword, but he was not in a hurry, but he was entangled with the Destruction Sword Saint again, what he thought was not to entangle the Destruction Sword Saint and let his subordinates let go of their hands and feet to do it.

At this time, all the disciples of the Holy Sword Sect have been ordered, and thousands of people have gradually emerged on the various mountain peaks, most of them are great swordsmen, among them there are also sword masters, the real great sword masters are only one percent, and the low-level disciples have formed an encirclement, and these great sword masters have gathered towards the martial arts arena, among which you can also see the real half-step sword masters, when they are running wildly, their gray beards are tightly attached to their chins.

That's right, the Holy Sword Sect has enough heritage, and the great sword masters they have can even be compared with the Sword Hall branch hall in Qing Yuanzhou, and these fifty or sixty-year-old half-step sword masters are powerful in any city.

After all, he can become a great sword master, and he has the hope of being promoted to a sword master. Even if you are fifty or sixty years old, this in itself is a sign of talent.

There are no more swordsmen on the mainland who can't advance to the realm of sword masters for life.

Moreover, Lu Ming's perceptual ability also discovered the intensity of the energy fluctuations on the four sword kings, and it was obvious that three people's attention was cast, and the other one joined the battle between the Sword Saint of Destruction and Zhong Nantian.

Lu Ming saw the situation clearly in an instant, and at the same time, he also felt that the momentum of the entire sect was rising, and waves of killing intent were coming like a tide, and he immediately said to everyone: "Let's rush down the mountain." ”

Leng Jian and the others knew how serious the change in things was, and they all raised their true qi in an instant and followed behind Lu Ming. Rush down the hill.

This time. Three of the four sword kings flashed in a flash, and they had completely surpassed the speed of everyone in front of them, and the white-haired old man led by him pulled out a sword flower to them, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth. Said: "The head of the family has already given the order. Do you still want to run? It also saves some pain. ”

"Fuck you, there's Lao Tzu here, see how you do it!"

The old sword master roared. The three major sword kings all trembled slightly, and the sword in his hand was in front of Lu Ming and the others, and the sticky power of the Taiji Sword instantly intercepted all the sword flowers, and the energy fluctuations emitted by the sword and the sword colliding together had already made everyone's faces pale.

Lu Ming and everyone are self-aware, this is not a battle at the same level at all, even if it is an onlooker, after all, even if you watch the excitement, you must have relatively sufficient strength, otherwise you will get into trouble.

Lu Ming's figure flickered slightly, and he slid behind the old sword master, and at the same time showed everyone a direction, and a group of people hurriedly followed. Each of them had no expression on their faces, only a wave of slaughter, rushing down the mountain.

The old sword master admired the courage and determination of these children in his heart, and the Taiji sword in his hand also played a vivid and vivid role, and the sword qi in the sky was sometimes like dense clouds, and sometimes like roaring thunder, firmly suppressing the three sword kings.

The white-haired old man looked at Lu Ming and the others who did not escape with water at all, and his heart was anxious as if he was on fire, but this Ji Wujian's momentum was extremely domineering, and the sword in his hand was unpredictable, if his sword was like a spider web before, it has now become a stainless steel chain, trapping the three of them firmly, and the more he pressed himself, the taller he became, and his momentum was like a giant peak rising from the ground.

The white-haired old man resisted the sword stabbed by the old sword master with all his might, and obviously felt that the old sword master's focus was on the two brothers with slightly inferior strength around him, and it seemed that he had decided to use them as a breakthrough.

No, it will never work like this! If one of the three is injured, there is no way to fight him.

The white-haired old man's mind hurriedly moved, and he ordered the Sword King who assisted Zhong Nantian to come over quickly, the three of them would definitely not be able to defeat Ji Wujian, and the four of them could barely hold on. The old man knew even more that now as long as he stopped Ji Wujian and Shen Tu, the disciples in the sect could completely kill Lu Ming's others.

However, the old sword master's momentum has bloomed, and he is not afraid of death, the sword king who just rushed over did not immediately adapt to the battle, and was slashed on the left arm by the old sword master, although he also reacted, but it was also after the powerful sword qi cut it off.

The sword king let out a soft cry in shock, he was very surprised by the pain he hadn't felt for many years, the feeling of reliving the pain was not wonderful, he bared his teeth and attacked the old sword master fiercely, the white-haired old man saw the opportunity and stabbed the old sword master's vest with a sword.

The old sword master sneered, his body was slightly to the side, avoiding the vital parts, and letting his sword open a big hole in his back, and the sword in his hand had already pulled the sword of the Rough Sword King, and it did not enter the chest of a sword king, and when the sword body was pulled back, a big opening was made in the belly of the Rough Sword King, and the wriggling internal organs were revealed.

The battle in an instant was extremely fierce, and the old sword master was unaware of the bloody wound on his back, he turned around, and the sword in his hand suddenly became fierce, attacking the white-haired old man.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The old sword master's sword was faster than a sword, and a sword was stronger than a sword, and he smashed it viciously towards the white-haired old man.

Although the white-haired old man still had the ability to parry, he was also shocked to the point that blood spurted from his mouth. While spurting blood, he secretly gave an order, calling Zhou Lin, who was about to kill Lu Ming, back.

The scene frightened Zhou Lin a lot, although Ji Wujian was injured, but compared to the injuries of the four sword kings, he was like a flesh wound, he simply made a fortune.

Zhou Lin didn't have time to think too much, so he hurriedly joined the battle group and fought the old sword master with the four sword kings.

Lu Ming looked back and saw the battle of the old sword master, knowing that the master had to fight for some escape time for himself by exchanging injuries for injuries, his heart couldn't help but twitch for a while, but he was not having a good time on this side, and more than a dozen very old half-step sword heroes had already stopped on the road.

"Formation!" Lu Ming snorted softly, and everyone immediately formed a Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation with a very tacit understanding, and firmly protected Qing'er in the center.

"Carving insect skills, and dare to show up in front of us. ”

A middle-aged swordsman in coarse linen snorted disdainfully, the sword in his hand was waved extremely violently, a set of swordsmanship that had been studied for decades had already taken shape, more than a dozen sword qi burst out, and his whole person pounced on Lu Ming like a whirlwind.

Lu Ming's indifferent face was already cold, and his indifferent eyes were full of coldness, silently looking at the rushing swordsman. In the next moment, the sword in Lu Ming's hand was like a poisonous snake hunting and attacking, stabbing out silently.

Hiss......

The surging blood spurted out in an instant, and the middle-aged swordsman's flipped body was still flipping, but it was already like a rag pocket that had been thrown away, slamming to the ground, and the wound in his throat almost cut off his entire neck, leaving only a layer of skin still connected, he was lying on his stomach when he landed, but his head was already looking at the sky, his body was still twitching, and his empty eyes showed his confusion before death.

Qing'er's sword quietly stabbed out through the crowd and hit a slashed sword. The swordsman was also stunned by this sudden sword, both in terms of timing and accuracy, it was quite good, otherwise his own sword would definitely poke a hole in the barbarian's back. However, her sword is a little slender, and her strength is obviously insufficient, and for her half-step sword hero's attack, she can only use her mantis arm as a car.

He sneered disdainfully in his heart, but in an instant, he was even more stunned, because the power of his sword stabbed out actually dissipated most of it in an instant, I know the power of my sword best, how is this possible?

In the stunned pupils of the swordsman, the shadow of a giant sword grew larger and larger, and then there was a loud thud, and he flew upside down in an instant, sending a thick line of blood in the air, in which fragments of broken internal organs could be seen.

Zhuoligetu's huge heavy sword was like a shield, and he was swept away by his dancing tiger, resisting the oncoming sword, and he also took the time to smile at Qing'er.

On the other side, Leng Jian and Nangong Huajian cooperated with each other to resist the attacks of the six peak great sword masters, although they also saw some wounds on their bodies, they did not have the slightest hint of fear, they just took out all their peers, followed behind Lu Ming, and attacked down the mountain step by step.

Next to the original ring, Li Yi looked at the sword formation composed of five people by Lu Ming, like a rolling wheel, constantly rolling downward, and his face suddenly became very solemn.

What is the name of this sword array? Li Yi pondered, he had studied countless sword formations, and even the high-end sword formations such as the Mountain Protection Great Array among the sects had been involved, but he had never seen it, no!

Completely different from the majestic and huge mountain protection array, this sword array is very small, so small that five people can cooperate seamlessly, and they are not bound by the sword array itself, everyone is using their own sword skills, this is a very contradictory collection.

I want to get this sword array!(To be continued......)