A group of disciples were slapped on the ground with a big sword like this, and there were so many swordsmen from other sword sects around to watch, this humiliation was really embarrassing, if you don't subdue this fierce boy, the Kunshan Sword Sect will no longer have to be mixed up on the nine days in the future.

"My God, which sect is that young swordsman, the disciple of the Kunshan Sword Sect is not weak, how could he be slapped with a sword so easily?"

"It's really blinding, I thought that the sword sect that was assigned to live in that broken courtyard was commonplace, but as a result, such a fierce man popped up, I think he at least has the strength of the Sword Saint Realm. ”

"That's not right, the Rising Sun Sword Sect seems to have always been an unpopular sword sect, looking at the old man in the courtyard, it seems that he is their master, and he is only in the Sword King Realm. ”

Lu Ming showed his strength, and suddenly attracted more attention on his body, watching Xu Zhizheng rushing towards him, his face immediately showed a trace of hideous expression, he didn't dodge or dodge, raised the big sword and hit the head of the Kunshan Sword Sect, and every big sword he swung collided with Xu Zhizheng.

Xu Zhizheng's strength is also close to the peak of the Sword Master, but in the face of Lu Ming's unreasonable hard fighting, the original forward posture was directly reversed, and he was beaten step by step and constantly regressed.

A swordsman looked at Lu Ming's long sword, and suddenly shouted: "Ah! I recognize him, he is Beichen Kill, it is said that he already has the strength of the Sword Saint, and he has been looking for people to challenge his sword skills in the nearby state territory, but his strength is high, and he does not want to provoke a sect like the Sword Sect that cannot afford to offend, it is completely a hob meat." No one can do anything about him!"

"No wonder I look a little familiar, it turned out to be Beichen killing, now the Kunshan Sword Sect has mentioned an iron plate, Beichen can't kill this person at all......"

"It's really unlucky, how did this guy come to us on the ninth to compete, if you meet him then, but few people can beat him. ”

Lu Ming had been listening to all directions during the fight, and at this time, he finally saw someone recognize his 'identity', and he laughed secretly in his heart, and didn't leave his hand again. A ruthless sword shook the long sword in Xu Zhizheng's hand. With a backhand sword, he slapped the defeated Xu Zhizheng to the ground, and suddenly the head of the Kunshan Sword Sect was directly knocked out in front of everyone!

"Who else!"

Lu Ming's eyes widened and he looked at the remaining swordsmen of the Kunshan Sword Sect with a look of horror, and the head of the sect was all put to the ground by him fiercely, how could anyone dare to make a sound. In his shouting, he lowered the tip of his sword to the ground.

Lu Ming was also polite. There was a fierce look on his face. Pointing to a few swordsmen of the Soul Shirt Sword Sect who were not seriously injured by his big sword: "You guys, go and clean up your yard, and let's change it for the two sword parties." ”

Several swordsmen of the Kunshan Sword Sect were under Lu Ming's fierce flames. was so frightened that he nodded hurriedly, but immediately remembered that the head was still lying on the ground, so they all turned their eyes to Xu Zhizheng, looking worried, but at this time Xu Zhizheng was already unconscious, where could he give them any ideas.

Although Yu Siguang and Hongmei were a little surprised by the change in Lu Ming's temperament, they looked at the courtyard of the Kunshan Sword Sect and their own Rising Sun Sword Sect, and made a judgment on whether it was good or bad, and when the two heard Lu Ming's proposal, they walked over with their bags without hesitation.

The old master and Feng Lang, the swordsmen of the original Rising Sun Sword Sect, were all a little stunned at this time, and it took a while to come to their senses.

Feng Lang's face changed a few times in a row, but when he thought of being looked down upon before, he gritted his teeth, and took a few henchmen to follow Hongmei and Yu Siguang, took the lead in walking through the streets, and occupied the courtyard of the Kunshan Sword Sect in full view.

The old boss didn't say much, although he was surprised, but he enjoyed the opportunity to raise his eyebrows a little more, and walked past Lu Ming with a smile, and also entered the opposite courtyard.

It didn't take long for some of the Kunshan Sword Sect's salutes to be thrown out.

A group of swordsmen of the Soul Shirt Sword Sect dared to be angry and did not dare to speak under Lu Ming's intimidation, and seeing that the Rising Sun Sword Sect occupied their courtyard, they all went to pick up their bags in frustration, and carried the injured head and fellow disciples to the courtyard by the dirty canal that originally belonged to Lu Ming and his party.

Lu Ming stood at the door of the new courtyard, his eyes glanced around, and suddenly many onlookers subconsciously lowered their eyebrows, not daring to look directly at Lu Ming.

Lu Ming raised the corners of his mouth and smiled with satisfaction, that's fine, he is now an arrogant and unreasonable Beichen kill, the more people think so, the better.

......

In the evening, the city was still full of people, and in a palatial courtyard arranged in Xicheng, Xu Zhizheng sat at a tea table with an ugly face, quietly drinking tea, and looked at a fat swordsman who was also middle-aged opposite.

Soon, the middle-aged fat man raised his eyes and looked at Xu Zhizheng, and said with a smile: "Master Xu, go back to the source, your brother and I are also considered to be in the same family, and they both belong to the Sword Sect, and that kid from the Rising Sun Sword Sect is really too much, and he dares to ignore the arrangements of our conference, so I can help you with this matter." ”

Speaking of this, the smile on the fat swordsman's face was even stronger, he looked at Xu Zhizheng, and said again: "But if there is an accident, you still need Ling Zun and Brother Ling to tie up and smooth out some things......"

"Of course. ”

Xu Zhizheng's face became a lot better, with a smile barely on his face, and then as soon as he turned his hand, he put a box carved from ancient wood on the tea table: "So this matter can only be done by your acquaintance Mengli, that kid only has brute strength, as long as he arranges for that bastard kid of the Rising Sun Sword Sect at the competition, so that he will not be able to advance an inch at the conference." ”

The fat man Meng Li nodded with a smile, hurriedly took the wooden box in his hand, put it on his nose and smelled it, and the smile on his face was even stronger: "Master Xu is really polite, if it weren't for Ling Zun to lead the organization competition in Kunshan in the south, and Brother Ling entered the list of Sword Sect candidates early, where can this matter be used, a small sect that doesn't know what to come up from, and then I will arrange them all into the group you requested......"

Xu Zhizheng heard the fat man Meng Li say this, and the expression on his face softened a lot, but his eyes rolled, and he suddenly raised his hand, interrupting Meng Li's words.

Meng Li looked at Xu Zhizheng curiously and put down the teacup.

Xu Zhizheng's eyes rolled a few times in a row, he didn't know what he thought, the expression on his face became a little hideous, and he looked at Meng Li with a wicked smile: "Meng Li, just help me send that troublesome kid in, there is a woman in that sect who injured my sect disciples, when the time comes, get rid of that kid, and I will bring the rest back to my sword sect to entertain you." ”

Meng Li listened, still with a smile on his face, and nodded his head again and again.

When Xu Zhizheng saw that the matter was done, he didn't say anything, left the wooden box and left directly.

Waiting for Xu Zhizheng to walk for a while, the smile on the fat man Meng Li's face gradually dissipated, opened the wooden box in his hand, and saw a few simple ones inside, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked: "Xu Zhizheng, Xu Zhizheng, if you weren't for the strength of the old man and his brothers, you thought that a few simple ones would be able to beg me to do this, but it's just a small sect, and it doesn't take much trouble to raise your hands, so be it." ”

Meng Li soon left the courtyard as well, and as a native of the local area who had been selected to assist the Sword House in holding the tournament, he was in charge of arranging some of the tournaments......

Two days later, the World Swordsman Conference officially started on the same day, and the sword factions participating in Xicheng all went to the ring arranged by the conference, and the groups of each ring battle had already been divided, and they just needed to keep winning.

The Rising Sun Sword Sect was not a big faction at all in the entire Nine Days Collar, and the personnel were arranged into several groups by the division of the competition when they signed up.

Lu Ming, Yu Siguang and Hongmei were also scattered, but Lu Ming was lined up in the morning, and the other two who were lined up in the afternoon ring followed over.

Everyone didn't have any surprises, there were many players who came to Nine Days City to compete, such as the small sect of the Rising Sun Sword Sect where they belonged, and it was normal for them to be arranged into which group they were.

According to the arrangement of the conference, each group has ten rings, and the swordsmen of each ring play in order each time, the winner stays, and continues to advance, and the last ten swordsmen left in the ring occupy more one by one, and the last winner can advance to the next stage of the ring competition.

Lu Ming arrived at the No. 17 ring group that he was assigned to, found the ring he was assigned to early, and stood next to the ring waiting for him to play.

Yu Siguang and the others didn't have a game, so they all followed Lu Ming curiously to take a look.

When he arrived at the place, Yu Siguang walked around the ring group, then walked back to Lu Ming's side, and said a little strangely: "Lu Ming, the ring group on your side is really fun, I walked around, there are probably nearly a thousand people here, but except for a small sect like us, I look at those swordsmen who come to participate in the competition with dozens or hundreds, but they are all scattered and arranged......"

After saying this, Yu Siguang looked at Lu Ming playfully, but Lu Ming didn't react with a faint expression.

Hongmei, who was only on one side, opened his mouth and said: "It's just a few big sects, how can there be nothing boring in a huge competition like this, the players of the general gate sect will naturally be scattered and arrange the competition through relationships, so that they can let more swordsmen advance, it's all an old trick." ”

Feng Lang has also been following Lu Ming for the past two days, and he also pouted when he heard this: "Those big sects have such and such benefits, such as our Rising Sun Sword Sect, it's still too difficult to get ahead." ”

Lu Ming still didn't answer, Yu Siguang and Hongmei just said a few boring words, with the strength of the three of them, no matter what group they were divided into in this Nine Days City, it was the same.

In the midst of the noise, the competition finally began, and there were sword masters of the Sword Sect as referees in each ring, and then one by one, the players came to the stage and immediately fought against each other. (To be continued......)