Rong Erjia also felt that he was careless, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to lose so badly, and he would have been defeated and injured by a sword. He raised his head, looked at Hua Fei with a sneer, and said, "Boy, I remember your sword, if you don't want to be the enemy of the entire Saiwai, then ......"

"It's a fart, even the Sword Hall, I don't care about it. Hua Fei said indifferently.

"What?Sword Hall? They don't even pay attention to Sword Hall?"

The steppe warriors suddenly roared, they had never seen such a bold person, and it was a great rebellion to dare to say such a thing!

Bal Tiger is proud, thinking that there will be no more mistakes in their identity, they want to move themselves, and they also have to consider the entire outside of the plug, but where do they think, this kid is so rebellious.

Sang Maotu was choked suddenly, he pointed at Hua Fei and stammered: "You actually ...... How dare you...... You ......"

Sang Maotu really wanted to say that you actually commented on Jiantang like this, it was really a big rebellion, but after thinking about it again, even if he said it himself, it would definitely be useless, since he dared to say this, he would definitely not care.

Now if you want to take advantage and move back to the situation, you can only fight!

Sang Maotu simply withdrew his hand pointing at Hua Fei, feeling that Fang Cai Rong Erjia's sword was too abrupt, relying on his own strength, and ignoring the defense, he only needed to prepare himself, and if he faced a great enemy, he could fight.

Besides, I'm the Three-Edged Juggernaut!

Sang Maotu slowly drew out the thin sword at his waist and said in a deep voice: "Since you dare to be so presumptuous, then dare to fight me?"

"Hit you? I'll be enough. Ouyang Luo took a few steps forward. Said expressionlessly.

Sang Maotu didn't say anything, and directly aimed the tip of his sword at Ouyang Luo. His sword suddenly moved, slashing around his body, and one after another sword qi began to wrap around his tall and thin body, and then it became a set of light armor composed of sword qi.

In the inner part of the light armor, you can see a few cold stars from time to time, which are the afterimages left by the thin sword tip when they pierce out, and these cold stars have enveloped him in a radius of ten meters.

"Meteor Sword Technique?" "One of the steppe warriors let out an exclamation: "This set of sword techniques is Lord Sang Maotu's famous sword technique, it seems that the adults are going all out!"

"That's right. That kid is so young. It's definitely far worse than adults in terms of experience.,As long as adults take it seriously.,It's definitely not like Lord Rongerjia.。 ”

"Yes, Lord Rongerjia is too underestimated. Otherwise, even if it is impossible to defeat. But you will never lose in a short period of time. And they will use their own experience to gain the upper hand, alas! Underestimating the enemy on the battlefield is really terrible!"

Sang Maotu turned his head and glanced at Rong Erjia. He looked at Bal Hu again, and saw that both sides were nodding secretly, so he squinted, and his body suddenly shot towards Ouyang Luo.

Lu Ming shook his head secretly, Sang Maotu's swordsmanship is quite good, when he casts his swordsmanship, he can even attract the support of heaven and earth energy, obviously he also has his own very unique views on sword intent and heaven and earth vitality.

It's just that when he was about to fight, he looked at his companions, as if he had given his way back to them, and it can be seen from this that Sangmaotu's plan in his heart is likely to be a draw, and he doesn't even have the idea of victory.

Such a swordsman was already defeated from the starting point. Lu Ming was happy for Ouyang Luo in his heart, this buddy's future achievements are absolutely limitless!

The three fat men who were protecting Lu Ming were stunned for a moment, and they all felt a sense of war intent from Lu Ming. The three of them looked at each other and smiled bitterly, they were seriously injured to such an extent, and they still wanted to fight again, this kind of will is the real swordsman!

On the battlefield, Sang Maotu was covered with layers of sword qi, like a flying meteor, exuding a brilliant light, and swooped down on Ouyang Luo.

His figure is just a flash, and the ferocity is unstoppable!

"Good!" The steppe warriors suddenly raised their fists high, everyone's face was excited, and some of them even had their muscles bursting up, just waiting for Sang Maotu's sword to fall, the moment of cheering.

Ouyang Luo raised his eyes and looked at Sang Maotu, nodded slightly, and said softly: "Well, this sword is still a little interesting, but ......"

Ouyang Luo stabbed out diagonally with a sword, and then his figure floated up, without any momentum, without any gorgeous swordsmanship, it was such a sword, stabbing at Sang Maotu.

While!

The two swords struck together, and Sang Maotu's gorgeous swordsmanship suddenly froze, and he suddenly let out a cold snort, urging his true qi to run almost frantically, and the corners of his mouth began to twitch.

"Still, you're a little bit off. ”

Ouyang Luo's emotionless words sounded like a death knell in Sang Maotu's ears, he wanted to exert his strength again and teach this arrogant kid a good lesson, but he was stunned, and then the sword in his hand could no longer withstand the power of the mighty ancient beast, and suddenly flew backwards.

In an instant, all the sword qi and cold stars, like thick clouds that dissipated after a storm, suddenly dispersed, as if they had never appeared at all, and it was only Sang Maotu that flew out seventy or eighty meters away upside down that it proved that everything was true.

Lu Ming's eyes were all stunning colors, this sword contained full of greedy wolf killing intent, as well as unstoppable explosive power, it can be called a pure sword!

The steppe warriors were stunned, they didn't know how to express what they saw, and they all knew better that even the sword of the Great Khan Balhu in his heyday was nothing more than that.

But Ouyang Luo's sword is too understatement, too freehand!

In comparison, Sang Maotu's shocking sword looked more like papier-mâché.

"This ...... Is it the power of the greedy wolf's sword body?"

Sang Maotu stood dumbfounded, his face cloudy, and he didn't know how to feel in his heart, but he was most pleased that the sword did not fly out of his hand. Although he was defeated by a sword and even his internal organs were traumatized, he still had the ability to fight again, and he did not lose his sword and could only be captured.

Bal Tiger was completely shocked, although he had always maintained his majestic style, his face was still uncontrollably pale, "It's going to be me, right?" Bal Tiger shook his head and thought.

Ouyang Luo's sword pointed at Balhu and said: "I don't care what happened, but you injured my buddies and friends, and you want to kill them, you will definitely not be willing to kill yourself, and you will not obey, now pick up your sword and fight with me!"

Although he had already thought of the result, when the reality came, Balhu still trembled, and his eyes couldn't help but turn to Rong Erjia, he immediately lowered his head and sighed weakly. Balhu looked at Sang Maotu again, only to see that the other party's mouth was still spurting blood, if it weren't for the sword in his hand, I'm afraid he would have fallen to the ground a long time ago.

Greedy wolf sword body!

Bal Tiger shouted unwillingly in his heart, just a greedy wolf sword body of the same realm, would have such power? Why do I, as a grassland hero, have no sword body?

Bal Hu hung his shoulders weakly, the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a snap, and at this moment he asked himself if he couldn't even run his true qi, how could he fight again?

"You do it, you can die under the sword of your greedy wolf sword body, I Balhu is willing!" Bal Hu's strong body stood straight, like a mountain, and the look of seeing death as if it were home made countless steppe warriors crazy with the giant sword.

"Don't increase the casualties, you are the hope of the grassland, and no one should think about revenge until they grow up. Bal Tiger walked to the battlefield with difficulty, with his back to Ouyang Luo, just waiting for the sword to stab down.

The steppe warriors wept bitterly, and in any case, it would not be a good mood to see their Great Khan about to be killed. But as Bal Hu said, in front of the powerhouses who could easily defeat the two Sword Saint powerhouses, all they could do was to be slaughtered unilaterally, and they couldn't even rely on the edge of the battle circle.

Balhu no longer pays attention to them, and if these people can't be controlled, then there is no hope of avenging themselves in the future. But he still had an uncontrollable slight tremor, and he couldn't help but wonder, will his sword be cut horizontally or straight through? It won't hurt too much, right?

"Wait. ”

Balhu was shocked, he didn't believe his ears, but this voice was a little familiar, it was the fat man of Zhuoligetu, could it be that he still wanted to play tricks to kill himself?

"What else do you want!" Rong Erjia squirted a mouthful of black blood and said viciously: "We have already been arrested, what do you want!Ahhhhhhhh

"Roar!" the steppe warriors all jumped up, holding their swords with sad and angry faces, and they were about to fight hard.

Ouyang Luo's sword eyebrows raised slightly, looked at Zhuo Li Getu, and said, "Do you want to take his life personally in the future?"

"Yes!" the fat man nodded heavily, "My enmity with him is already incompatible, if there is no you and Lu Ming this time, without these life-saving buddies of mine, my family will die in the hands of this hypocritical guy, so this revenge, I must personally avenge it." Not now, just let his head grow for a few more years, and I must take it off with my own hands!"

"Okay!" Ouyang Luo directly put away his sword, glanced at Balhu, and said, "Then you can take care of the things that my buddy temporarily stored with you." ”

"Okay, I'll take good care of it!" Balhu was suddenly amnesty, and he even just prevaricated, turned around and left, for fear that the other party would not pay attention and regret it. He knew that only by leaving here and rushing back to the tribe as quickly as possible could he be truly safe.

"Don't worry!"

Lu Ming sat in place, but the calm voice made Bal Hu shake again, he only felt a tingling on his scalp, and he didn't know if it really verified what Fang Cai thought in his heart.

Rong Erjia snorted: "What? You all said you wouldn't kill, do you still want to regret it now? I think you are all real swordsmen, won't you be like this?" (To be continued......)