"Cut~~!" The swordsmen were even more disdainful, but they all looked at the same position in front of them, which was the young man called Kongshao.

Lu Ming nodded and looked over, this sword student is seventeen or eighteen years old, the sword realm is the peak of the great swordsman, and he is about to enter the sword master, which is also a top-level existence among the sword students.

After all, in the Xingchen Sword Academy in Tiandu City, most of them were only swordsmen at this age, and at that time, only Ouyang Luo, who had a greedy wolf sword body, had entered the realm of great swordsmen.

However, it is different in this person, their family is powerful, and they have a top-level and powerful backer like Jiantang, all kinds of materials that are scarce outside, they can eat them as snacks, even if it is not too difficult to create a genius.

Lu Ming thought for a moment, then walked up to this sword student and asked, "In the Sword Hall, your family is the most powerful?"

"That's right!" said the young man named Kong Shao proudly, he looked at Lu Ming with his lower eyelids, and said, "What are you looking for me...... Click!"

A crisp sound sounded suddenly, and the swordsmen who were all speculating about Lu Ming's intentions sounded so abrupt and piercing, as if a wooden stick had been broken by a great force, and it was like someone had broken the leg of the table.

According to their own judgment, the swordsmen cast their eyes one after another, and saw that the table leg was really broken, but the empty calf was in the same shape as the broken table leg.

What's going on? The swordsmen were taken aback.

"Ah...... It hurts me!" The sword named Kong Shao leaned back violently, and the white face of the pain was twisted, and it turned red and white. He also let out a miserable howl like killing a pig: "Ah... It hurts me to death......"

The sword student behind him saw it very clearly, Lu Ming just raised it lightly and stretched his foot gently, but the solid wood table leg was soft like cheese, which did not block the forward path of his foot in the slightest, and then lightly touched the empty leg, but his leg was completely inconsistent with the speed of this foot, directly twisted and deformed, and then made a crunch sound, completely broken.

How could this be? Kongshao's full name is Sima Kong. Their Sima family is a middle-level big man in the Sword Hall, and there is a peak sword king in the family, and he has also made great contributions to the Sword Hall, and the Sword Hall trusts the Sima family very much.

But such strength. Actually a newcomer. He doesn't look like a very old swordsman. Just kicked and broke his leg?

"Damn! you dare to hit someone!" a sword student suddenly drew his sword, and the other dozen or so sword students also jumped up, stretching out their hands to draw their swords.

Choke!

The sword on Lu Ming's waist suddenly came out of its sheath. He raised his hand and stretched out his sword backwards, his eyes were still looking at the miserable sword student, and he said in an indifferent tone: "What is it to beat someone, if Lao Tzu is in a bad mood today, he will kill someone." ”

Lu Ming's tone was very indifferent, it didn't matter what he said, the problem was that it didn't contain any trace of emotion, this kind of words that almost reached dozens of degrees below zero were never heard by all sword students, and they usually heard flattery, flattery, praise, and pure praise.

The huge contrast made the sword student who had drawn his sword before tremble, the sword was also thrown to the ground, his head was drooped, and he trembled, like a rabbit that had seen a tiger.

Murderous! Incomparably strong murderous aura!

This sword student was completely enveloped in this murderous aura, and he really wanted to cry, and his sword had a strong smell of blood.

Although this sword master has never killed anyone with his own hands, he is also very aware of the taste of human blood, he has only felt such a terrifying aura on his grandfather's body and sword, but this sword master has it, and even surpasses his grandfather!

The other sword students who were about to draw their swords were stunned for a moment, and they didn't dare to move for a while, it was the real smell of blood, and the real murderous aura, although they themselves had no ability to release it, but there was never a shortage of battles in the Sword Hall City, but they didn't expect this kind of thing to happen to them, and it was so sudden.

"Lao Tzu didn't find your heads, so he sat back honestly. ”

Lu Ming slowly put away his sword, and those sword students hurriedly sat down as if they were about to be amnestied, although they tried their best to pretend to be calm, but their hearts were beating wildly, as if they were going to stop in the next moment.

"Your family is the most powerful, I don't think it, right?" Lu Ming said lightly: "If you want to speak, stand up." ”

Although Sima Kong grinned in pain, his eyes glared at Lu Ming viciously, he gasped a few breaths of cold air, and a pride appeared on his completely distorted face, and said: "What qualifications do you have? My Sima family is in the entire Sword Hall City, who doesn't know, who doesn't know? My grandfather is...... Click! Ah......h

Another miserable howl! The flesh in the corner of Sima Kong's eyes had been twisted into a ball, it was that handsome face, if you didn't know him, you wouldn't be able to tell who he was, and the second half of the sentence he wanted to say was never said.

A few sword students trembled even more, and unprecedented fear instantly shrouded their hearts, like a mouse seeing a cat, they didn't even dare to breathe, and the whole class was suppressed for a while.

"I don't know who your grandfather is, and I don't know what your family's power is, I only know that as a sword student, when you face the teacher's questioning, you are still sitting swaggering, and you don't even have the most basic upbringing. Lu Ming said lightly: "The power is great, is it to cultivate this kind of successor? I don't think it may be the successor, he doesn't even know if he can survive until the time of the succession, and he still takes over the class of a fart." ”

After Lu Ming finished speaking lightly, he glanced at Sima Kong and said, "Do you have anything else to say?"

The corners of Sima Kong's aching mouth and eyes kept twitching, the cold air was constantly gasping, and the sweat had already soaked the back of his heart, but he still looked at Lu Ming viciously and said, "Yes!"

"That's fine. Lu Ming nodded and said with a smile: "If you have something to say, stand up and say it, otherwise, I will break your thigh bones." ”

"Huh?" Sima Kong leaned back violently, slamming the table behind him to the side, I didn't expect this new swordsman to be so ruthless, what kind of teaching is he? He is here to destroy people's foundations! Which enemy of our family bought him, right?

The other swordsmen also realized this, and a sturdy swordsman jumped up and shouted, "You're crazy, aren't you? Who sent you? What qualifications do you have to teach us......?" Click! Ah......h

The sword students heard this familiar sound, but they couldn't catch Lu Ming's figure, when they looked over with wide eyes, they saw that Lu Ming was already standing next to the sword student, and the sword student, who was obviously a head taller than Lu Ming, was a head shorter than Lu Ming at the moment.

Sima Kong trembled even more, almost peed his pants, if it weren't for the girl sitting next to him who he had liked for a long time, I'm afraid he would have really urinated, although this girl was already scared stupid, but he must keep his manhood.

Dare to beat me? Sima Kong was unconvinced, I can't beat you, but I still have a brother, I want an uncle, I have a grandfather, our entire Sima family has a population of thousands, just take out one, and I can kill you! Wait! You wait for me to go home, as long as I go back, you will die!

Now that you have beaten Zhao Bo of the Zhao family again, although their Zhao family is not as good as my Sima family, but there are also strong swordsmen in charge, you are dead!

Zhao Bo looked at Lu Ming in surprise, he didn't even know how Lu Ming appeared, let alone how he broke his calves, but the bones were broken, and the feeling of touching the flesh was really painful!

Good boy! Good boy! Hit me, won't you? Wait for me to get home!

Zhao Bo now only wants to save his other leg, so that he will be better than Sima Kong, and he will suffer less guilt, so he obediently shut up, although it was very, very painful, but he still returned to his position.

"I'm going to take a leave of absence, I'm sick, I'm going home. A sword boy shouted in horror as he began to run towards the door.

Lu Ming's body moved sideways, and he intercepted in front of him: "Seeing that you are running so fast, you look like you are alive, you don't look like you are sick." ”

Click...... Yes......

"Well, it looks like I'm sick now, but it's okay, jump back to me and continue the lesson. ”

The sword student was dumbfounded, all cognitions were subverted, completely dumbfounded, but in the face of a butcher-like sword master, he had to jump back in pain.

"Strike! We refuse to allow such a sword master to teach us, we will strike class!" another sword student cried out, he was taller and thinner, his face was unruly, and his broad palms began to slap the table in protest.

"Yes, we refuse to allow the butcher swordsmith to teach us!" the swordsmen roared.

"Strike, strike, bang, bang...... Strike! Strike ......"

All of a sudden, there was chaos in the classroom again, and the old man who was sweeping the floor outside was completely attracted, and he still thought to himself: "Look, I really can't teach anymore." ”

Lu Ming looked at these sword students neatly beating the beat and shouting colorfully, laughed indifferently, and his footsteps moved slightly, and came to the sword students who took the lead in shouting for a strike.

"Bang bang bang...... Strike! Strike ......"

The sword student tilted his face to the side, didn't look at Lu Ming, and still shouted slogans in his mouth.

Lu Ming slowly raised his feet.

"Strike! Strike! Bang ......"

Lu Ming's feet stretched out gently.

"Strike...... Cease...... Lesson... Bang..."The man's head was sweating, the strength and voice of his hands were weakening, and his legs, which had been trying to keep his composure, couldn't help but tremble.

"Strike... Lesson..."Finally, his voice was as small as the cry of a mosquito, and his unruly face began to change to a docile cat, and then he was shocked, and said very formally: "Teacher, I have served, you can do what you want me to do......" (to be continued......