Li Yi jumped lightly, jumped onto a big tree, and then kicked on the treetop again, and the whole person flew flat and shot down the mountain, still in mid-air, the sword in his hand released a sword aura, and the target was directly aimed at the relatively weak Qing'er in the formation, in order to find a breakthrough.

Sou......

Lu Ming's sword marks immediately sensed the existence of this sword qi, he glanced at the five almost crazy swordsmen in front of him, the sword momentum in his hand immediately turned, and a style of Hua Marrow sword technique had been used, and his figure immediately flew upside down in the air, and the sword in his hand cut off the sword of the person in front of him, and then slashed in his chin, revealing it on the top of his head, and the white and red liquid sprayed out instantly.

Among the remaining four people, there was a very clever swordsman, who saw a sword stabbed Lu Ming's left shoulder like a needle, and felt the feeling of the sword piercing in, which made the swordsman's eyes shine brightly, and he roared excitedly: "You give me death!"

Then, as soon as his dead word came out, he saw that Lu Ming's sword had been drawn towards the sky, accurately catching the sword qi in the sky, and then he saw that as soon as he pulled it, the sword qi like a training was magically pulled over, and then sent over.

Li Yi, who shot out of the air, saw that his sword qi was actually caught by Lu Ming, and it was wrapped around the four fellow disciples like a flicking ribbon, he was immediately taken aback, knowing his strength, and then saw that the bodies of the four disciples burst out of a thick blood mist, and when the wind blew, there were only a few small pieces of minced meat left on the ground, and the other bodies had been blown to pieces.

How could this be? He asked himself in surprise, Rao is the position too high-end. Li Yi couldn't continue to remain calm, he knew his strength very well, so he was even more surprised why Lu Ming could catch it and use it.

This situation made Li Yi feel like he was killing his fellow disciples. Actually, that's what it seems.

Li Yi's face changed suddenly, he roared angrily, and the sword in his hand stabbed out more than twenty swords at the five people, like a huge sword net, firmly locking everyone inside.

"Roar......" Zhuo Ligetu roared, and his huge body leaped into the air. The giant sword in his hand drew several arcs. Gradually, a sword qi shield was formed.

There was a pop, and the sword net exploded on the sword and shield, and Zhuo Ligetu's figure flew out as if it had been hit by a huge cannonball. Blood splattered from his mouth.

The power of Zhuo Li Getu half-step sword hero. There was no way to stop the sword qi bombardment of Li Yi, who was already a true three-edged sword master. After the sword and shield were shattered, the sword net was only reduced by a small part, and it continued to envelop everyone.

Lu Ming frowned. The dragon gossip step under his feet, the sword in his hand is pure Tai Chi Yin and Yang power, he stabbed the sword king directly with a diagonal sword, footwork and swordsmanship at the same time, holding the sword qi that is absolutely above him and drawing a circle. In the eyes of outsiders, Lu Ming shook like an absolute weight, as if he could fall down at any time, but he could find the center of gravity again every time, so the shaking continued.

The corners of Li Yi's mouth gradually raised, revealing a sneer, as long as Lu Ming fell, everyone would be smashed inside, at least they would be hit hard, and if they had no power to resist, that little girl would probably be crushed to death.

However, as long as Lu Ming still has a breath, then he will be able to ask the secret of the sword formation and his strange swordsmanship.

However, Lu Ming just didn't fall, Li Yi suddenly noticed that the sword qi he released was getting smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a bubble and disappeared.

Lu Ming didn't care about the stunned Li Yi at all, once the sword qi on the sword was dissolved by the power of yin and yang, he immediately let out a roar: "Rush!"

"Rush!" The cold sword crowd roared at the same time, and the momentum actually made the remaining seven or eight peak great sword masters stunned for a moment, as if they were hesitating to chase immediately, but if they chased down, they felt that they seemed to be overwhelmed by the other party's momentum immediately, and thus died.

Life and death are only a thin line, but no one wants to choose death.

This group of rice buckets! They have already been knocked away by me, and the sword formation has been broken, so they can't get started at this time?

"Kill!" Li Yi was anxious, and scolded this group of waste wood in his heart, if this was Lu Ming's territory, you would have fucking died.

Hearing Li Yi's roar like thunder, the swordsmen who reacted couldn't help but be secretly surprised, if the sect didn't go all out, the consequences would be unimaginable, and seven or eight people yelled: "Kill!"

At this time, although Lu Ming's left shoulder was bleeding uncontrollably and had soaked half of his back, he still pulled the injured and somewhat dizzy Zhuo Ligetu and led everyone to rush down nearly a hundred meters away.

But another checkpoint appeared, and the interception team composed of hundreds of junior great swordsmen and swordsmen had already set up a sword formation, waiting for everyone to rush down from this inevitable path.

Lu Ming felt that the chaotic sword qi in Zhuo Li Getu's body had been almost reconciled, although it had not been completely resolved, but there was no better way at this time, he immediately let go of Zhuo Li Getu, and like a fierce tiger, he viciously pounced into the sword formation.

Zhuo Li Getu had already been invaded into the meridians by Li Yi's sword qi, and he could clearly feel that Lu Ming was helping him heal, at this moment, he didn't want to do this very much, but his body didn't listen to him.

In an instant, his mind regained a little clarity, and he resolutely followed Lu Ming's figure and jumped into the sword formation.

Then the cold sword crowd also jumped in, and the sword array was formed again in an instant.

There are hundreds of swordsmen, these hundred people are all middle-level disciples of the Holy Sword Sect, and they are the most promising existences to be promoted to swordsmen, so the Holy Sword Sect teaches them swordsmanship.

Once these hundred people formed a sword formation, their momentum was even more powerful than that of the dozen or so peak great sword masters, after all, those great sword masters were almost fighting on their own, even if they were half-step sword masters, but in front of the impenetrable True Martial Seven Interception Array, they still lost most of them.

And these hundred people, after Lu Ming and the others jumped in, immediately closed all the exits like a huge octopus, maybe there were exits, but the steel sword like the sword forest was the real death trap.

Lu Ming saw the sword formation clearly in an instant, although his quick thinking made his brain a little dizzy now, but he could only do this, the wound on his shoulder was very painful, but he did not choose to stop the bleeding, or even control the pain by acupoints.

He just wanted pain to remind himself that the battle was still going on, and he just wanted pain to tell himself that these injuries were all sent by this sect.

"Ahh

Blood is flying, swords are dancing, this is the moment when blood and swords occupy the whole world!

Zhuo Ligetu roared even more angrily, and the huge heavy sword swung like it didn't cost money, smashing back the people who dared to bully their brothers.

Leng Jian's face was as pale as ice, but the flesh and blood in his body were burning, he let out a few cold drinks from time to time, fighting in the dense sword forest like a hedgehog, although the wounds on his body were too many to count, and he didn't feel so painful, but his brain still maintained a clarity, only reserved for killing.

"Kill this wretched man with a missing hand first!"

Suddenly, someone in the sword formation shouted, and then a metal storm swept towards Nangong Huajian.

Whoosh!

Nangong Huajian shook his hand a few sword qi past, destroying the formation formed by those sword masters in an instant, and the sword qi crushed those sword hands like a terrifying wave, causing his sword to break and his body to be incomplete.

Then, Nangong Huajian's vicissitudes of life face showed a touch of disdain, silently telling the strength of the Great Sword Master.

Yes, the sword masters couldn't understand the true power of the sword qi at all, but they understood it now, but after death.

Li Yi was so anxious that this kind of crowd tactic was useful, but it was too slow, so slow that he couldn't bear it, but now that there were so many people, he couldn't really get started, and rushed in, destroying the power of the sword formation. He could only carry his sword and wander outside, waiting for a chance to kill him with a single blow.

This is the reason why Lu Ming jumped into the sword formation, after all, no matter how many swords there are, there must be room to stab out.

Lu Ming knew very well that the Holy Sword Sect was such a big sect, and there would definitely not be just too many powerful disciples, but there must be a lot of them, if he chose other routes to go down the mountain, it was very likely that he would be hunted by the sea of people from various peaks, and then drowned. Now only by going down the mountain step by step, so that they are ready to intercept, and they can break down one level at a time, can they have a chance to really escape from the mountain.

That's right, it's to escape.

As long as he can escape from this big faction and give himself a chance to recuperate, Lu Ming doesn't mind any words, but feels that escaping is the most appropriate.

And Lu Ming knows even more that the hundreds of people in this level don't need to be killed, as long as they kill themselves, they feel that they can't stop them anymore.

Lu Ming secretly paid attention to the martial arts arena of the mountain peak, the Sword Saint of Destruction and Zhong Nantian were gone, their figures appeared on the mountain peak ten miles away, although they couldn't see clearly, but the instant battle had already cut the mountain peak alive, and the momentum could be described as earth-shattering.

But it is not as tragic as this side.

Lu Ming's face was covered with blood, there were disciples of the Holy Sword Sect, and there were also his, at this moment of such a tragic battle, the true qi in his body was completely boiling, and the surface of his body was already amazingly hot, and the blood that splashed or flowed down had dried up almost instantly, clinging to the flesh and skin, unspeakably uncomfortable, and the fresh ones were still splashing, forming a thick layer of blood scabs.

Lu Ming's two swords stabbed out at the same time, sticking to the six or seven swords that were stabbed together, and then with a strong flick, those swords flew out with a roar, nailing into the chests or throats of others. (To be continued......)