I remember that a few years ago, a group of saints were selected, and there were hundreds of them. They were summoned by the sword priest, but those so-called geniuses were only halfway through, and the whole person was like being filled with lead, and after a few more steps, a few people had already fallen, and only more than thirty people had actually reached the sword tower. Among them is his own apprentice Ju Qianlan.

Although she was also exhausted and sweating all over her body, she really persevered, the Kukai Sword Saint thought proudly. Then he frowned again, but he really didn't notice that there was actually a kid like Lu Ming who walked in lightly.

Kukai Sword Saint didn't know that Lu Ming not only walked easily, but also looked around with the unique insight of the sword marks, he wanted to sort out the kendo rules of the two worlds and fuse them together, this time he could walk here, but it was the best opportunity to peek into the kendo rules. In the entire Zhenyuan Empire, there is absolutely no place more suitable than here!

It's just that Lu Ming is very careful and careful, and the power of the sword mark is also controlled to a very small body, and it is within the range of his complete control, although the effect is a little worse, but it is better to be safe and hidden.

If there was no potential threat, Lu Ming could even use the sword intent here to cultivate, and it wouldn't be long before others would see a brand new him. It's just that this kind of thing can't happen, and if these old guys know that he has sword marks, why don't they immediately take it back for all kinds of experiments?

Meilian walked very hard, but her face was still resolute, even if it was a mountain of swords and fire, as long as she could be by her man's side, she would never walk half a step slowly.

When the three of them walked to the gate of the sword tower. The gate opened without wind, and what appeared in front of Lu Ming was a long corridor. Even with Lu Ming's vision and perception, he couldn't see the edge. This is completely different from the empty scene that the Kukai Sword Master came to before, but it is the same place.

The Kukai Sword Saint glanced at it, but didn't find anything unusual, and after he explained his task at the door, he whispered to Lu Ming: "Your Excellency is already waiting, you can go in." ”

Lu Ming strode up and stepped into the sword tower. Mei Lian followed up at the same time. The door closed slowly, silently and silently, as if the whole world was not making a sound.

Quiet! It was extremely quiet, no insects and birds chirping. There was not even the slightest hint of wind. It's depressing. Suffocate.

Meilian only felt that her breathing was suddenly much heavier, and her heartbeat suddenly sounded, like a war drum beating on the battlefield. A moment later, there were thousands of galloping horses.

In silence, a swirling sword slashed over, not carrying the slightest sword qi on it, but flashing with the light of the cold, and the cold had even penetrated into the heart.

Mei Lian was shocked, and instinctively wanted to dodge, but all the spaces above and below Zhou's body, all the positions, and any of the most subtle angles, all chose the sword of the Spiral Flying Slash. Between the sword light and the sword shadow, it makes people feel as if they are in a huge meat grinder, and there is no place to hide.

Meilian looked at the sword, felt all the swords, and froze. Not only do these swords spin and fly, but each sword demonstrates a kind of swordsmanship, one style at a time, one move at a time, and it is becoming more and more exquisite. When people can't move, they want to look deeper and deeper, as if there is a most attractive kaleidoscope there.

Click. Meilian's eyes took a step forward, but she was shocked and indulged.

Lu Ming gently patted Meilian's shoulder, she shivered all over, and suddenly woke up, everything in front of her was still working, she also realized that she had just lost her mind, and hurriedly guarded the spiritual platform to keep her heart empty, but it backfired, the more she wanted to resist, the more she was deeply attracted, and she couldn't abandon this thought in her heart.

This is the man who loves swords.

It's like a person who loves cigarettes and wants to quit smoking, but the more he thinks about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes.

Lu Ming smiled indifferently, grabbed Meilian's hand, and walked inside with her. This kind of formation similar to the phantom sword was not difficult for him.

After walking three steps away, Meilian found that everything in front of her suddenly shattered, like a broken mirror, revealing the real building, but less than ten meters away, an old man was standing there, and before this, she found that she didn't feel it at all.

The old man is very tall, burly, and absolutely majestic at a glance, he is wearing a set of black and white clothes, his beard and hair are all white, his long sword eyebrows have been combed together with his hair, and a strand of long hair is very flowing scattered on his chest, revealing a fairy wind bone.

The old man's face was smiling, and there was a contradiction in his kindness, and his hand shook, but he made a dragon's groan, as if he were holding a sword, or he was a sword.

"What is a sword?" the old man asked in a very stylish manner, as if a streamer was spinning all over his body, exuding a precious light.

Void Juggernauts?

At this moment, Mei Lian finally recognized who this old man was, he was one of the strongest sword saints in the sword hall of the Zhenyuan Empire, ranking among the top three, and he was also the pillar of the sword hall.

In the Sword Hall, all the strong people who have reached the realm of Sword Venerable are all pursuing their own extremes with one mind, and if they want to break through to the Sword Immortal, they are all presided over by these Sword Saints in their daily lives. Of course, it must be the Sword Priests who issue the order, but these Sword Masters are the spokesmen of the Sword Priests.

Seeing his appearance, Mei Lian thought for a while in her heart: "What is the Heavenly Sword Saint doing here? What is a sword? This doesn't seem like he wants to punish Lu Ming?"

The old man's wind-pulling action did not disturb Lu Ming, he didn't even bother to speak, the sword on his waist was directly unsheathed, and a sword was cut out.

With a whoosh, the sword drew a mysterious arc, and when the sword was closed, there was still a sword shadow in the air.

At this time, Lu Ming said calmly: "This is the sword." ”

The old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Lu Ming very seriously. This young man is really too young, but his sword contains the true insight of the way of the sword, he really understands the sword, otherwise he would not be able to swing such a delicate sword.

This sword, if he swung it at other swordsmen of the same realm, it would be an insoluble sword at all. Although all kinds of situations can happen in battle, and this sword will not kill people immediately, but if he swords it is like this, the opponent will definitely be defeated.

At the level of the old man's understanding of the sword, he naturally saw it far-reaching, but he suppressed his own strength to the sword hero, no matter how he calculated, he couldn't crack the sword. If you want to win, you can only increase your strength.

The old man's surprise was fleeting, so he flicked his sleeves very freely and said, "You can pass." ”

With a snap, as if a mirage dissipated, the scene in the tower changed again, and the old man had disappeared without a trace, and this time, it was really down-to-earth.

Lu Ming led Meilian to continue walking, until he came to the center of the sword hall, where there was a small table, two chairs, a pot of steaming tea, and two teacups.

Typical hospitality. Lu Ming's eyebrows raised slightly, and this kind of decoration also confirmed what he thought before.

"Sit. A hoarse and majestic voice came, and in his opinion, the person who could pass the first two small assessments was definitely worthy of his own hospitality. This is no longer out of the realm of hierarchy, but the acquaintance of the swordsman and the swordsman. What's more, any good swordsman, the sword hall will treat each other with courtesy, that is, his own people.

Lu Ming and the others sat down in response, Meilian was very worried in her heart, she had been here once, but what she felt and faced was endless majesty, how could it be like this today? It was sitting again, and it was tea? And this tea smelled refreshing, refreshing, and clear-minded, even if she didn't know what kind of tea it was, she could guess that it was a peerless tea.

Lu Ming was not polite, calmly picked up the teapot, poured two cups, and drank it.

At this time, a deep voice sounded, and he said, "I know your name is Lu Ming, but you are not from the Sword Hall, how did you come to the Sword Hall?

Lu Ming put down the teacup and said with a very formal face: "I came here to marry a saint." ”

"Marrying a saint?" The sharp voice was immediately a little high-pitched, and then there was silence, and the three of them exchanged in silent fluctuations. It turned out that they didn't know about it, after all, the Sword Hall has rules, and the people below also do things according to the rules, and this kind of thing has happened before, so there is no need to report it to the Sword Priest.

It's just that...... The three of them glanced at each other, if they want to marry a saint, it is by no means an easy task, I believe that there will be cases in all countries on the mainland, some people have to give up, and some people have not been able to succeed for decades, but in the end they are used to the life rules of the Sword Hall, as well as the environment of the sword, so they stay in the Sword Hall.

This is definitely a matter of losing his wife and losing his soldiers, this young man has such courage?

The sword priest with a hoarse voice said, "It is not surprising that he has been able to pass the two small passes I have laid down. ”

The other two thought deeply, and their sharp voices were a little curious, and said, "So, which saint do you want to marry?"

"Holy Maiden No. 2. Lu Ming replied.

"No. 2 Holy Maiden?" The sharp voice was a little out of voice, the No. 2 Holy Maiden, you don't need to ask about the strength, you only need to look at it from the ranking, until her strength is recognized by the Sword Hall, and all along, this Holy Maiden has always been very good, if she remembers correctly, she was personally tutored by the Zhenyu Sword Saint, and it is very likely that she will have the qualification to compete for the Holy Maiden of the Main Hall in the future. But now that she's getting married, this is definitely a very big loss for Jiantang!

The three sword priests were a little painful, after all, the saintess of their own sword hall could compete for the main hall, that was their own achievement, and it was even more shame......ful!