But what no one expected was that this man had no intention of turning around, and that he was about to run over the man's boat by stepping on that huge wave.

The man was astonished, howling and rowing hard, trying to change direction and then get out of the way.

But he was in a panic, and his hands and feet were not very useful at all, and he did not move to change places no matter how he rowed, but howled there like a dry boat.

The swordsman with the tsunami sword body had a blank face, and he could even say that he was very cold, his eyes were just looking ahead, and the huge waves he was stepping on were rolling over the boat......

The howling finally stopped.

The Tsunami swordsman didn't even have the interest to look at it, so he continued to tread the waves and move forward.

Homicide!

Naked killing!

But at this time, who to reason with?

After realizing this fact, the dozens of swordsmen who were directly in front of the tsunami swordsman first widened their eyes in horror, and then immediately began to row desperately the oars, almost frantically dodging to both sides.

It's just that in the storm, it is already difficult to move forward with the waves, and most of them are from the interior, and they have no skill at all in rowing except for their own strength, but they are full of strength to escape, and most of them barely avoid it, and only seven or eight swordsmen are overturned by the waves.

The swordsmen who had escaped with their lives all let out a long breath, but the square face of the tsunami swordsman was very calm, like a calm sea, without a trace of waves, just like Fang had just thrown a dozen ants into the sea, without a trace of mercy.

Meanwhile. His sword had already appeared in his hand, and a sword qi radiated out, and a swordsman more than ten meters away was slashed into the sea with a scream.

There was finally a hint of expression on his cold face, as if he was disdainful, as if these people were so self-aware?

On the other side, there were screams in the wind, but they stopped abruptly, apparently having their throats cut.

Lu Ming paid a little attention, and he had already discovered that the guy with the storm sword body was hiding his body and killing people with the help of the wind!

A few swordsmen with good strength rushed to the forefront. First of all, it was in his black hands.

He had a playful and cruel grin on his face. Immediately, regardless of the opponent's combat power, as long as it was within the range of his sword momentum, he would be extremely ruthless and kill the opponent.

It's just a matter of moments. He had already slain seventeen or eighteen swordsmen. Pity those who struggle in the storm. It was almost only when he was hit by a sword that he understood. In the fight against the storm, they had little experience left to care about.

Lu Ming's heart jumped. Immediately magnified his perception ability infinitely, searched hard for his companions, and soon found the traces of others, but the sea was so big that Leng Jian's figure was never found. Lu Ming couldn't help frowning.

An hour later, Lu Ming finally arrived at Sword Island, at this time most of the swordsmen had already landed, and after arriving here, the raging storm suddenly stopped, as if nothing had happened.

Lu Ming was not in a hurry to go ashore before, but was looking for his companion while traveling, so he arrived now.

The swordsmen on the shore were looking for their small team, and many of them had gloomy expressions on their faces, probably because of the loss of their companions. But they are not so sad, as the so-called birds die for food, and in order to get something, they must pay a price.

This kind of thing is by no means the first time in their kendo growth experience, and it is definitely not the last, everyone is mentally prepared, not to mention that it is not themselves who die, and the next time it may not be themselves.

Soon, Lu Ming saw Ouyang Luo and the others, although they had some injuries on their bodies, they were not important. He was immediately relieved and rushed over.

Lu Ming's anxious demeanor was felt in the eyes of everyone in Zhuo Ligetu. The fat man knew that with Lu Ming's strength, he could have reached Sword Island a long time ago, and when Fang Cai's Tsunami Sword Body and Storm Sword Body were waiting for an opportunity to kill, he must have been trying to find his own people, so he delayed for a while, and Fang ended up at the bottom of the ranking.

Just landed on the shore? Several swordsmen who were the first to arrive at Sword Island scanned the entire landing coast with their eyes like electricity, and when they saw Lu Ming arriving at Sword Island, they all glanced at it disapprerovingly. This landing on the island is a trial, and the faster you land on the island in the storm, the stronger your personal strength is.

A swordsman who landed on the island was ranked in the middle and lower ranks, and he was not a threat to himself at all, and he was already lucky not to be killed. If you have the chance, you don't mind killing him with a sword and making a name for yourself!

Many swordsmen glanced at Lu Ming and went their separate ways.

But they didn't notice that Lu Ming's footsteps were still calm and firm, and his breath was not the slightest messy, and this storm that made countless swordsmen embarrassed, and even some people lost their lives, just warmed him up.

Lu Ming didn't care about what these people thought at all, but the few guys who took advantage of the chaos to kill people were far enough away, otherwise he would definitely not mind raising his hand to kill a few people.

Lu Ming didn't want to kill people, but those guys could only suppress their fears by killing people, and Lu Ming felt that they were not a swordsman.

Yes, they're just afraid, they're afraid.

They are afraid that they have enough opponents, that they are afraid that they will be injured, that they will not be able to get a good ranking, and they are very afraid of death!

That's why they take advantage of the chaos to kill people, take the opportunity to eliminate the hidden threat, and try to reduce the threat as much as possible, establish a strong posture, and use this to suppress their worries and remind themselves of the powerful existence.

A swordsman should have a normal heart, able to deal with what has happened or will happen very calmly, rather than soldering his powerful presence with the threat of death.

Therefore, Lu Ming felt that although they held swords and had considerable talent, they were not really swordsmen.

At this time, Ouyang Luo hurriedly greeted him, his face was very ugly, and he hurriedly said, "You hurry up and take a look, the cold sword is about to die!"

Lu Ming was shocked, his face became cold, and he hurriedly hurried over.

Leng Jian was lying on the shore with a pale face, already unconscious, and there were layers of dry clothes under him, which were obviously dried by everyone with true qi, which could make him more comfortable.

His face was pale, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, but it had just come up, and he hadn't had time to wipe it off.

Lu Ming's face was even more ugly, Leng Jian's injuries were almost all on both sides of the neck, and there were actually three deep visible bone scratches, and the collarbone on the left side had been cut off......

Obviously, in order to avoid the sword of the throat, and only when he really had no choice, did he sacrifice the relatively unimportant collarbone.

However, the ants bit the elephant to death, and these deep wounds were concentrated around the neck, which itself caused him very serious injuries, and it is a miracle that he is still alive!

Lu Ming saw Leng Jian's wound, and a wave of anger rushed directly to the top of his head, but his clenched fist was released, but he directly pressed Leng Jian's wound, and the other hand connected several acupuncture points on his body, but it was a killer's unique technique to help him quickly stop the bleeding, and then took out the necessary first aid kit from his arms.

Lu Ming first gave Leng Jian a few pills, and then began to clean the wound, after all, the unique salinity of seawater made the area around the wound necrotic great.

A minute later, Lu Ming repaired the location of the broken collarbone, then took out needles and threads to suture the wounds one by one.

In the end, Lu Ming pointed at the life point behind Leng Jian's waist, causing the sword mark to directly separate a trace of power and pour it into Leng Jian's body.

As soon as the sword mark power entered Leng Jian's body, Lu Ming discovered countless chaotic true qi, most of which were Leng Jian's own, and most of them were tsunami sword qi that was invading his body and was doing destruction!

After frowning slightly, the power of the sword marks began to expel these true qi with Lu Ming's consciousness, and slowly assimilated them, and finally turned into Leng Jian's own true qi.

Then Lu Ming cut off the power of the sword marks that penetrated into Leng Jian's body, although most of his injuries have been repaired now, but it will take a long time to fully recover, and the power of the sword marks has its own rules, even after severing the connection with the sword marks, it will still perform its duties.

Leng Jian was still in a coma, but once the true qi of his own cultivation encountered an external force, he instinctively began to resist, and whether he could resist it or not was another matter, just like the body's immunity.

However, the power of the sword mark was only a slight fluctuation, and those surging true qi became extremely tame and began to converge.

The power of the sword marks reached the dantian of the cold sword all the way, driving the true qi that was only instinctual left, and began to repair the damage to the body during the battle, and repaired all the meridians along the way.

In the end, the power of the sword mark was like a sharp needle, stabbing at Leng Jian's heart.

Knock! knock... Boom... Boom......

With a painful groan, Leng Jian woke up slowly, and after seeing Lu Ming and the others, he was inevitably a little excited, but it was the injuries on his body.

"Don't move, it'll be fine soon. Lu Ming said with a smile, but the purest true qi in his hand was continuously instilled into the body of the cold sword, and only this purest true qi could truly repair the injury, and the power of heaven and earth contained in it was incomparable to most pills.

But if it was the swordsmen of the Nanton Empire who did this, the attributes cultivated in their true qi would definitely kill the other party directly.

Zhuo Ligetu looked at the scarred cold sword, and suddenly lost his breath, he dragged the sword and turned around and walked towards the tsunami sword body.

"Before the competition, you started to kill people, taking advantage of the danger of others! You're too unrighteous! Don't you say that you are the most authentic kendo inheritance? Why didn't Lao Tzu see it?"

The fat man's not fluent, but warlike words immediately attracted the attention of almost everyone. (To be continued......)