Although Zhuo Li Getu avoided this sword under Lu Ming's full resistance, but his whole body was already sweating at this moment, if it weren't for Lu Ming, I am afraid that he would not be much better than the sword that was beaten by himself, the gap during this period was too huge, and he also had a new understanding of Nangong Huajian's strength.

However, the one who has a deeper understanding is Leng Jian. Seeing Nangong Huajian's sword, Leng Jian's cold face became even colder, because in that battle back then, he didn't surpass himself too much, but in this short period of time, he had reached the level of the peak Great Sword Master, this kind of speed, even if he used to be beyond his reach, how did he cultivate?

One of Nangong Huajian's subordinates saw everyone's surprised looks, and immediately said with a proud face: "Now you know who you are fighting with, right? My boss wants to kill you, that is, it is as simple as raising his hand and pinching an ant to death." ”

"Hey, it's an honor for you to be defeated by my boss's sword, because many people can't even see my boss's face. My boss is not only a genius, but also a kendo fortune, and they are all pampering him!"

"That's right! My boss used to be a genius who had adventures, but whoever has had an adventure, who is not a genius who is so lucky? hehe...... To tell you the truth, when my boss was hunting an earthly demon beast, he waited for a sword relic, which was a sword relic condensed by a peak sword hero!"

It turned out that he had obtained the sword relic! Lu Ming nodded secretly, so it was reasonable, otherwise this Nangong Huajian would really become a genius in cultivating demons.

Although Nangong Huajian hears such flattering words every day. He looked at Leng Jian even more proudly, the corners of his mouth gradually grinned a sneer, stretched out his finger, and said lightly: "Since you have chosen to do it, now the woman stays as a maid, and the men will all die!"

Hearing Nangong Huajian's order, the eyes of many of his subordinates lit up, killing people is a frightening thing, but in the eyes of these people. Torture and killing is joy. And that woman is quite good-looking, the boss has had enough, and we can drink some soup! Of course, in this barren mountain and wild place, it is very good!

But when these people just want to make a move. Nangong Huajian had already swung his sword and rushed forward. He had a sinister smile on his proud countenance. It was the laughter that only an adult can have when he bullied the weak, and his sword was pointed directly at Lu Ming, this time he was bound to be killed with a sword!

Nangong Huajian is a genius. is also more accustomed to victory, cheering, and accepting people's flattery, just like Lu Ming and Leng Jian are still so indifferent and cold in front of him, the most unbearable thing for him, and he has to find back the lost field!

Lu Ming calmly looked at Nangong Huajian, who was coming, and immediately shouted softly: "Form a formation!"

Ouyang Luo has been observing the other party, judging the full strength of everyone on the other side, his own side is really worse than others, for today's plan, only the formation of Lu Ming's Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation can win.

When Ouyang Luo heard Lu Ming's soft shout, he immediately reacted with the strongest force, the Soul Chasing Sword was already impatient to be unsheathed, and at the same time stood behind Lu Ming.

Leng Jian and Zhuo Li Getu stood beside Lu Ming on the left and right, and Qing'er was between Leng Jian and Lu Ming, and also provoked the girder.

The five of them formed a sword formation almost in an instant, seeing Nangong Huajian who shot out, Zhuo Ligetu was slightly lower, and his sword was waiting for him with both hands, but his fat face was full of pride, even if he was only Qing'er who was at the peak of the swordsman's peak, he could be alone in this sword formation, and this sword formation was only suitable for geniuses!

Nangong Huajian, who was in the burst, saw that the five people were actually standing in one place at the angle of a pentagram in an instant, but it was like that, but it was a pity that in front of my absolutely powerful strength, this kind of sword formation was simply pediatric.

Nangong Huajian was full of domineering momentum, and the sword momentum was firmly locked on Lu Ming, in his opinion, Leng Jian was already a defeated general, and he didn't need to prove anything at this moment, just kill him later, and now he must defeat this kid with a sword!

The eyes of many of Nangong Huajian's subordinates suddenly opened, after all, there are not many opportunities for the boss to do it himself, let alone the boss's angry move?

The sturdy swordsman who was smashed by Zhuo Ligetu's sword and fell to the ground was also supported by his companions at this moment, although he was in severe pain, unspeakably uncomfortable, and his wrist was uncontrollably crooked to the side, it can be said that his right hand was useless, but this one of them angered the boss compared to it, it was absolutely nothing, because they all had to die!

"Take the sword!" Nangong Huajian snorted softly in his heart and slashed at Lu Ming's head.

'Hiss' sound, so that many of his subordinates' eyes opened to the maximum, they felt that the boss's sharp sword seemed to have cut through the sky, the air of the chopping was distorted, and the people were all crooked, obviously the speed and strength had reached a peak!

Lu Ming's indifferent eyes calmly looked at the long sword that was gradually chopping, but he taught everyone the sword formation, which was originally intended to be used to deal with ghost swordsmen, but he didn't expect that the first person to verify its power was Jian Sheng.

"Alas!" Lu Ming sighed helplessly in his heart, "I didn't intend to fight with others, but they always like to bully the weak and come to find trouble for themselves, so if I blindly don't argue about anything, it will make others feel that they are soft persimmons." ”

Look at the sword! Lu Ming shouted softly in his heart, and the sword in his hand moved slightly, and a style of Hua Pulp Sword Technique was formed, and he met it indifferently.

Nangong Huajian sneered in his heart, how powerful can such a sword be? Is it still a random sword like I did just now? This time, I have taken out my real strength! Huh?

Nangong Huajian was suddenly surprised, and his eyes widened, the faint sword of this kid just now was actually transformed into a mountain and pressed towards him in this instant, how could his sword strength be so powerful? He was only a few blades of the sword realm? What was going on?

Nangong Huajian was extremely surprised in his heart, his sword intent had been baptized by the sword relics condensed by the sword masters, how could the sword momentum bred by this kid's sword intent have a feeling of completely overriding himself?

The two swords clashed into one place again, but what made him feel relieved was that his strength still had an absolute advantage, but then he was surprised again, because he suddenly found that Lu Ming's vast sword momentum suddenly broke, just like when it appeared, and disappeared without a trace.

Lu Ming knew that his strength could not fight hard with Nangong Huajian, so as soon as the two swords came into contact, he stopped his sword momentum, and the sword in his hand took advantage of the situation, pulling him into the sword formation that had already been prepared.

Nangong Huajian's eyebrows suddenly raised, this kid really didn't dare to take his sword, and now let himself enter your small circle, isn't that a tiger entering the flock? Hmph......

The sword light of the sword in Nangong Huajian's hand suddenly became great, and it was like an open umbrella, protecting Zhou's body tightly, and he kept stabbing around.

A smile suddenly appeared on the face of the strong swordsman, and he was already ready to cheer for the boss, but he suddenly found that a sword stabbed at the boss at an extremely tricky angle, and he turned his eyes and found that it was actually the soft and weak woman, but the sword in her hand was completely different from people, and it had been attached to the boss's shoulder, hiss... The sword sliced through the clothes, and a line of blood shot out......

Huh, Nangong Hua's body, who was attacking with all his strength, was suddenly shocked, and the sword momentum in his hand did not stop, but he took the time to look at his shoulder, because of the reason why his whole body was boiling with all his strength, the blood on that wound was flying......

Is this, am I hurt?

Nangong Huajian's brain didn't react for a while, he couldn't remember when he was injured last time, but among these people, wasn't this woman the weakest? It's just the peak of the swordsman? How could she hurt herself? And not the other four? She actually neglected this woman!

Nangong Huajian relied on his perception ability, he could see that the figures of the four Leng Jian were flying up and down, the sword light was extremely strong, and Lu Ming had a style of Tai Chi in his hand, constantly sticking his sword, but it was as ruthless as a poisonous snake attacking, as light as a dragonfly and water, only making short attacks, and never fighting hard. Zhuo Li Getu was just the opposite of Lu Ming, his huge body kept changing formations with everyone, but the sword in his hand was extremely powerful, wrapped in a 'woo' sound, and kept smashing towards him.

Ouyang Luo's greedy wolf killing intent was great, he was silent, and stabbed straight in one style, it was such a sword stabbing away, although it was simple, but each of them contained enough killing intent and strength.

Seeing Nangong Hua's wound on fitness, a smile appeared on Leng Jian's cold face, although it was a little ugly, but it was from the heart, the power of this sword formation itself was already very strong, but the cooperation of everyone was even stronger, Qing'er, this girl came up and injured him, if this person underestimated Qing'er, then he would soon find that he had made an irreparable mistake.

Jingle ......

In the sound of sword strikes, Nangong Huajian found himself standing among the five people, and there was no way to hide, no way to retreat!

What kind of sword formation is this, and how do you feel like a piece of meat under a chaotic sword?

Nangong Huajian's eyebrows furrowed, I am a genius, how could a sword formation composed of a group of rabble be pressed and beaten?

The smile on the face of the sturdy swordsman was already stiff, he didn't expect the revenge scene he foresaw to happen didn't happen, why was the boss still trapped by someone, looking like that, it was only a parry!

The other subordinates also glanced at each other, but they couldn't find a trace of an answer from the other party's body, after all, the boss is a peak great sword master, among those on the other side, only Leng Jian used to be very powerful, but he can't do it now!

It's like a pack of lambs, besieging a gray wolf, and actually beating the gray wolf very embarrassed......

The men didn't know what to think of the situation for a while. (To be continued......)