The time soon came to the afternoon, on the other side of the arena, Cheng Zifeng chatted affectionately with the mentor who came to congratulate, after all, all the opponents abstained, and this had already obtained the qualification to enter the national trial. There are only four places in the entire Qingyuan Prefecture, and each place represents a genius, so no matter what, no one will mind saying hello to a genius, even if there is nothing to do with it in the future, it is harmless to be familiar.

Cheng Zifeng sent off his mentor with a proper attitude, and sent a lot of sword students, so that he had leisure time to see the form on the field.

That Li Zhennan, although he has a tendency to win the first place in the division, but with his talent and character, he is not a threat at all. In the other division, Leng Jian defeated his opponent one after another, and everyone who thought that he was seriously injured and regained his original strength was very unlikely, but after some people fought him, they all paid the price for their dismissive thoughts.

This point made Cheng Zifeng's good mood clouded, any opponent is strong and a threat to himself, but he didn't expect Leng Jian to be even stronger than a few days ago, although he is still not his opponent, but it is not a good thing to be strong after all.

After Cheng Zifeng got the Sword Master's eyeball and the broken sword that day, he immediately abandoned all his subordinates and all the supplies, fled almost like crazy, and found a hidden place to start fusing the eyeball. In the end, he only brought out a sword of a great sword master-level ghost swordsman, and barely obtained a qualification to enter the second round, so he didn't know how Lu Ming and the others absorbed the energy of the formation eye and advanced wildly.

Cheng Zifeng turned his head to look at Lu Ming. Rubbing his chin, he couldn't help but frown. After thinking about it for so long, he still couldn't find the flaw in Lu Ming's sword, so it was very likely that he would not be able to defeat him, and the probability of losing was more than half.

Cheng Zifeng shook his head gently, as long as there was a chance of failure, he should not take risks. He glanced up at the setting sun and turned to walk towards his station.

Along the way, Cheng Zifeng felt as if he had a pair of eyes behind him. There was also a silent sword peeking at him. Although the sentient ability probe found nothing, it means that there is no possibility of tracking, but he is just restless, and he has not even seen beads of sweat in battle. At this moment, it is all revealed on the forehead.

Rushed back to the station very quickly. Cheng Zifeng directly slammed the door open. Throwing himself on the table and eagerly drank a few large sips of cold water, but he couldn't calm his thoughts even a little, the weather in late autumn at this time. He felt as hot as the height of summer, palpitating.

The ominous premonition is so strong!

Cheng Zifeng raised his eyes and looked out of the door, as if the indifferent young man had already walked with a wooden sword, he hurriedly ran into the back room, hastily packed his bags, and then went out and ran directly to the street.

After running a few steps, he shook his whole body, ran back as if he remembered something, picked up a pen and paper on the table and wrote a letter, pressed it with a tea bowl, and then ran to the street again, stopped a carriage, and threw out a silver ticket, and the owner of the car had a bright light in his eyes and shook the horsewhip.

Chapter IV

"Hey, have you heard? Cheng Zifeng left just now. ”

"Why did he leave?"

"Who knows, but I have heard that he left in a very hurry, and even his bags were only packed a little soft, and most of them were left in the room, but he left a letter, saying that there was an urgent matter to rush to the imperial city, and that he would not delay the national competition. ”

"So suddenly, it seems that it must be really urgent, but it's a pity, it would be nice if the first place in the four divisions could play once, so that we can know who is the real Qing Yuanzhou on the first day, and now one is gone, even if it is a game, the result is incomplete. ”

The discussion of the swordsmen was not loud, but it was clearly heard by Lu Ming. After entering the realm of the Great Sword Master, Lu Ming's perception ability became even stronger, if he used the sword marks, everything within a radius of five hundred meters would be cleared by him, and now he suppressed the sword realm and closed the sword marks, but there was no interference in the slightest in his hearing, as long as Lu Ming wanted to hear it, he would hear it selectively. Lu Ming has been secretly paying attention to the information about this villain, which is the killer's instinct.

This villain's alertness is not bad!Lu Ming frowned, seeing that everyone else was paying attention to Leng Jian's last game, he didn't say anything, turned around and left quietly.

When he came to the street, Lu Ming directly spent a lot of money to buy a handsome horse, turned over on the horse, and stepped on the only way to the imperial capital.

Lu Ming no matter how talented this villain is and what his future development is, now that he has seriously threatened the safety of his friends and brothers, he originally planned to give him a complete break after the second round of the competition, which can be regarded as helping his brothers to take revenge.

But I didn't expect this villain's mind to be so meticulous, he had just shown the swordsmanship he had realized last night, and he found a sense of crisis, and he didn't even fight for the title of Qing Yuanzhou's first day, so he ran away.

Such a person, such a threat, must not be left behind! Lu Ming's eyes flashed with determination, and with a little force under his feet, the horse ran faster.

This world has sufficient aura, and the speed and explosiveness of horses are not comparable to those of the earth, but Lu Ming's biggest shortcoming now is that he doesn't know how the villain is in a hurry, whether he is riding a horse or riding a car?

Lu Ming had no way of knowing, and he didn't have time to inquire, so he had to chase with all his strength and do his best to chase after him.

The sky is getting dark, and the stars are gradually filling the sky, outlining a wonderful picture.

Cheng Zifeng, who was sitting in the carriage, tried his best to lean comfortably on the backrest, at this time the carriage had been running for nearly two hours, and Fenghuacheng had already been left far behind, but he did not relax at all, and the sturdy carriage could not give him a sense of security.

However, I'm already gone, haven't I?" Cheng Zifeng showed a smug smile and lay down again, making himself more comfortable. In the past, I was just a follower, but with the improvement of my strength, I can almost do whatever I want, and I am a strong man in the realm of the Sword Saint, and when I saw myself, I immediately accepted it as an apprentice.

Cheng Zifeng touched the steel sword beside him, everything in the past kept appearing in front of him like an alternate picture, the more he gained, the more he didn't want to lose, he couldn't imagine how to live if he returned to the old days.

There was a slight sound of wind blowing outside the car, Cheng Zifeng grabbed his sword and opened the curtain to look out, and a cold air rushed in directly, which made his brain sober up a lot. At this moment, the night sky has completely dominated, the dark clouds change their form from time to time, and a hazy crescent moon barely shows a little light, forming a beautiful halo on the periphery.

It looks like the sky is about to change. Cheng Zifeng frowned, it was not a good thing to spend the night in the rain in late autumn. He came from a humble background and could afford to endure the hardships of the land of trials, but now when he can, he will enjoy it as much as he can.

"Coachman, hurry up the carriage, and if I am satisfied, the price will increase by another tenth. He shouted as he retracted from his horse.

"Okay, young master, you have to sit tight. The coachman responded, and then the sound of a horsewhip sounded, and the carriage shook, and then it ran wildly with some bumps in the front and back.

Cheng Zifeng nodded slightly with satisfaction, and a smug smile appeared on his face, Fenghuacheng, goodbye, hum! Lu Ming, the next time you see me, I will definitely be in the realm of Jianhao, and when the time comes to the national competition, I have time to abolish you, hehehe, I won't kill you, I'm going to let you go to the end, and then watch me grow steadily......

Suddenly, an unforgettable cold instantly enveloped Cheng Zifeng's heart, instantly freezing his whole body stiff, what's going on?

His brain had just instinctively flashed with suspicion, and a sword pierced through the curtain of the carriage and stabbed in silently.

"Oops!" Cheng Zifeng let out a violent scream that only existed at the moment of life and death, and at the same time, his body flipped over violently, and with a click, his instantaneous explosive force directly smashed through the carriage, and his body flipped out in the carriage, followed by several consecutive volleys, and in an instant, he was dozens of meters away from the carriage!

Cheng Zifeng stood still, and through the hole in the broken carriage, he saw a sword slowly retracted, and in the hazy moonlight, he could see that there was still a wisp of red on it.

Cheng Zifeng gasped hard, and blood was flowing from a wound under his ribs, although the injury was not deep, it made his scalp tingle for a while.

Who is this? Who can hurt me Cheng Zifeng?

Cheng Zifeng, who couldn't remember when he was last injured, was surprised, and the speeding carriage quickly left.

Although the carriage owner was heartbroken by the damage to the carriage, when he saw this battle, he didn't care about anything, and ran away with a whip, but it was faster than when Cheng Zifeng added money, thus revealing a not very strong figure on the other side of the carriage, holding a wooden sword in his hand.

The moonlight was still hazy, but Cheng Zifeng recognized this figure at a glance, it was Lu Ming!

How could it be him? It doesn't make sense! Cheng Zifeng was stunned for a moment, he was in such a hurry, and even if the sword students saw it, when it reached his ears again, it wouldn't be able to catch up at all!

Fortunately, Cheng Zifeng couldn't help but feel a burst of happiness in his heart, if this kid's sword realm was not the peak of the great swordsman, if he hadn't taken a wooden sword, he might have been cut open by now.

Lu Ming glanced indifferently at the wound on Cheng Zifeng's body, when the wooden sword passed through the car window, it was indeed more obstacles than the steel sword, but this was exactly what he needed to pay attention to and improve now. (To be continued......)