Don't hide!

The Carlo Sword Saint sword heart that flew down from the air was keen, and he also instantly noticed the sudden changes in Lu Ming's body, at this time, Lu Ming gave people the feeling that it was like an ordinary stone, and suddenly turned into a towering mountain, and the majestic sword intent around him was condensed, giving people an unshakable and weird feeling, and he was unexpectedly going to resist his killing sword with murderous intent.

"It's really beyond your strength! Do you really think that with a sword technique as calm as a mountain, you can make up for the gap between the strength of the peak Sword King realm and the peak Sword Saint realm! In the face of absolute power, the sword momentum, sword technique, and sword intent are all rushed, and this sword of mine will definitely smash you to the ground!"

The Carlo Sword Saint was still trying to prevent Lu Ming from escaping, but when he found that Lu Ming was completely unafraid of his pinnacle sword, his heart suddenly became ruthless.

In an instant, the battlefield killing intent around Carlo's sword body was like hearing the sound of the trumpet on the battlefield, thousands of horses galloping, armor intertwined, spear mountain Golin, all condensed into the slender long sword in his hand, and even with the blood-colored sword intent, the vision of killing and winning the field on the battlefield became stronger, and the surrounding woods were like a real appearance of countless elite soldiers who rushed on horseback, all of them gathered the offensive at Lu Ming's stubborn point.

The Carlo Sword Saint smiled fiercely, looking forward to what kind of frustration the young arrogant swordsman who had killed his apprentice would show after cutting off the long sword that was as strong as a mountain in his eyes.

Lu Ming's sword momentum possessed his body, and his sword intent turned his whole body to face the sword that came from the Carlo Sword Saint. The long sword in his hand shook, and without waiting for the opponent's thin sword stab to stab further, the long sword slashed vigorously with a strong sword qi, and the two swords suddenly intersected in the air, emitting a piercing roar, and it seemed that there were thousands of sword qi in the air suddenly emerged, and they collided wildly in the narrow space between the two of them.

The thin sword in the hand of the Caro Sword Saint shook violently, just like a hundred elite soldiers with thousands of troops rushing out of it, bringing out a bloody battle intent that crushed all enemies, constantly impacting Lu Ming's long sword.

But Lu Ming's long sword aura lingered. Calm is like carrying the weight of Mount Tai. No matter how crazy the sword aura of the Carlo Sword Saint was, it just stood still, stopping the groups of heavy horses at the bottom of the mountain without making any achievements, and the mountain moved. It is to shock tens of millions of heavy riders to death!

"How so. What kind of swordsmanship is this!"

Carlo Sword Master originally only wanted to shatter Lu Ming's long sword with one sword. Who knew that as soon as the thin sword in his hand touched Lu Ming's long sword, it felt like it had crashed into a thick and majestic mountain, and it should have shattered the sword qi of the long sword in the opponent's hand. All of them were suppressed by the momentum of a majestic mountain between heaven and earth, and they were shaken and moved.

That feeling is like the two armies facing each other, although he has a group of elite soldiers and strong generals, but he has been violently suppressed in the strength of the commander, even if he is the peak sword saint, it is difficult to fight for this calm sword qi in this sword land, and Lu Ming broke his sword momentum and sword qi together with a sword, which made his sword wrist that he had practiced for decades sour.

The empty door in front of Caro Sword Saint was slightly exposed, and he had to instinctively retreat back, he definitely didn't believe that Lu Ming still had the strength to fight back against him after showing such a strong sword move, how could a peak sword king have such a deep sword qi and block his sword moves, although it was a little surprising, but it was definitely the end of the strong crossbow.

It's just that immediately a cold sword light once again broke the common sense of the Carlo Sword Saint, and the towering mountain brought out by Lu Ming's sword intent stood like Mount Tai after blocking his sword moves, and his feet stepped on a chain, and he approached his side with a heavy step that didn't look fast, but it was imposing, and a sword light was raised, just like the Boguan Mountain Peak reflected by the golden light in the morning light, standing tall and shattering the sky!

"What kind of sword intent is this!"

The eyes of the Carlo Sword Saint who were originally filled with anger seemed to have seen something that shocked and frightened him, and his pupils suddenly tightened, according to his decades of hard cultivation to the peak of the Sword Saint, he couldn't see through how Lu Ming's body could burst out with such a powerful sword intent like a majestic mountain.

"This is definitely not just the virtual image of the sword intent brought out by the swordsmanship, only the swordsman's own sword heart is transcendent and firm, in order to truly form the sword intent in the sword technique into the momentum contained in his own sword qi!

Carlo Sword Saint's heart trembled, but his body still instinctively held the sword to counterattack.

All the swordsmanship of the Carlo Sword Realm pursues the indomitable momentum in the battle, and if this sharpness is lost, it will be difficult to form a bloodthirsty sword intent like a storm after the sword momentum becomes stronger and stronger.

Therefore, in the face of Lu Ming's attack, the Caro Sword Saint did not believe in evil and attacked with an attack, and the blade of the sword turned into a thousand points of sharpness, just like a salvo of sharp arrows on the battlefield, covering the sky and making the opponent afraid and desperate.

After performing this move, Carlo Sword Saint's eyes narrowed like a poisonous snake, and he really wanted to stab the layers of sword blades from this arm swing sword all on Lu Ming's body, destroying all the condescending momentum that made him annoying, and making Lu Ming desperately lie on the ground in front of him and struggle in pain.

"Kneel down and beg for mercy! This move will definitely make your body turn into as many holes as a hornet's nest, I will not let go of any veins in your body, I will leave you with only a ragdoll-like tattered body, and put you in the worm urn with my own hands!"

Carlo Sword Saint hated Lu Ming to the extreme, and at this time, he simply didn't get along with Lu Ming's sword technique, fighting his sword was faster and faster than Lu Ming, and he wanted to break the transcendent sword momentum on Lu Ming's body, which was as stable as Mount Tai, he really didn't want to see Lu Ming already be the peak sword king at a young age, and he didn't want to see Lu Ming's understanding of the sword far beyond himself.

Swordsmanship, sword intent, sword momentum!

The sword technique can carry the sword to hurt the enemy's body, and the sword intent can bring out the soul contained in the sword technique, and the sword momentum is like the embodiment of the sword intent environment, forming the field of sword intent, as long as someone steps in, it will be affected by the sword potential.

Thousands of swordsmen, just know how to use swordsmanship to walk the rivers and lakes, only a few people can comprehend their own unique sword intent from swordsmanship, but after all, after penance, most people still have the opportunity to master the sword intent, but sword momentum, talent, experience, comprehension are indispensable!

After discovering that Lu Ming could condense the sword momentum with the realm of the Sword King, the Carol Sword Saint was already determined to completely destroy Lu Ming, not to mention that after a full blow, he was actually resisted by Lu Ming's Tai Marrow Sword Technique, even if he was not far away, Lu Ming's incomparably powerful sword momentum had already made the Carlo Sword Saint feel a faint crisis in his heart.

"Do you want to take the initiative with a strong attack? It's a pity that you came across the Tai Essence Sword Technique!"

Lu Ming saw that the Carlo swordsman was counterattacking in his attack, and dozens or hundreds of blood-colored sword qi suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the Heavenly Maiden shot towards the various vital points on his body like a scattered flower, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise indifferently, if the Caro Sword Saint gathered all his strength to fight hard as before, he might also consider slightly avoiding his edge.

But now the Carlo Sword Saint is self-righteous and scatters his strength, he is not afraid of such strength at all, and the sword qi in the Sword King realm in his body has been tempered by the sword marks, and the degree of condensation is no weaker than that of ordinary Sword Saints, and even surpasses it.

Lu Ming smiled at the corner of his mouth, and responded to all changes with the same change, the castration of the Thai marrow sword technique in his hand did not change at all, and the overflowing sword qi on his body was like a more condensed sword element, directly bursting a beam around him, directly bringing the force field of the sword qi around him to stagnate, his body was like turning into a mountain that was truly rooted in the ground, and the momentum was even more majestic towards the entire face of the Carlo Sword Saint.

This is!

Carlo Sword Saint was like the first sword attacking Lu Ming, thinking in his heart that even if Lu Ming's swordsmanship was too calm, it would not completely prevent him from scattering a fast sword, and he had even seen Lu Ming being stabbed all over his sword by him, lying on the ground wailing. However, his sword moves were old, but he found that Lu Ming's sword momentum remained unchanged, and the whole person integrated all the sword intent on his body into one move, directly cutting through his several sword qi, and slashing at his chest and abdomen with one sword.

If this sword is slashed, although there will definitely be a few more blood holes on Lu Ming's body, his body will definitely be split into two pieces by a sword.

"Where did this kid get his confidence, and who taught such a wicked young swordsman!"

Carlo Sword Saint naturally didn't want to die with Lu Ming, his face was ugly and he once again withdrew the swordsmanship in his hand, and his footsteps retreated a few steps one after another as Lu Ming steadily approached, and the sharp energy on his body also weakened a lot after being frustrated one after another.

At this time, although he still firmly believed that he could defeat Lu Ming, he no longer dared to think that Lu Ming was a young sword king that he could capture, and had to elevate Lu Ming to the level of an opponent who could compete with him.

However, before the Carlo Sword Saint could breathe down, the sword momentum in Lu Ming's hand suddenly changed its style, and the original majestic and righteous swordsmanship suddenly became steep, just like a stable hill and a mountain range, suddenly rising a supernatural peak, and the steep and rugged mountains all exuded a magical sense of beauty.

"Song Marrow Sword Technique!"

If Lu Mingjian made a finger, the sword move in his hand changed, and he directly pressed towards the Carlo Sword Saint.

If it is said that the previous style of Thai marrow swordsmanship is to take the word strong and stable like a mountain, then the Song marrow swordsmanship is beautiful, the wind and bones are strong, and the heart is breathtaking!

"What a demon! What kind of swordsmanship is this!"

Carlo Sword Saint couldn't help but scold again, if the sword in Lu Ming's hand was the Tai Marrow Sword Technique, he might still choose to fight hard, but the Song Marrow Sword Technique was more about condensing a Zheng Zheng sword intent, and the sword momentum was like a mountain peak protruding, making people feel powerless to start, just like being under a mountain peak that broke through the clouds, so that people could only look up for a while, and did not dare to move. (To be continued......)