The corners of Zhong Nantian's eyes twitched violently a few times, if his speed was a little slower just now, I am afraid that he would also turn into those smoke and dust, right? Even the turbulent flow of sword qi flying around is not something that he can fight.

But...... Zhong Nantian grinned, although his teeth were stained with scarlet blood, he was also extremely embarrassed, and it could be said that he had no image and temperament. But he didn't care anymore, because Lu Ming and the others were under that mushroom cloud, and the sword soul was at the point where the sword soul was forced!

"Hahaha......"

Zhong Nantian raised his head and laughed wildly, "What is a sect! What are the people of the sect! As long as I, Zhong Nantian, am here, it won't be long before a brand-new Holy Sword Gate will rise from the ground again, and it will become even more powerful! Lu Ming, Lu Ming, you kid dare to go against me, I just don't know...... Huh?"

Zhong Nantian was dreaming of his own sweet dream, and when his eyes swept across the battlefield, he suddenly saw dozens of dots of different colors in the smoke and dust in the sky, some were white, some were black, and some were as red as blood.

What's going on? What's that?

A strong question hit Zhong Nantian's brain, he shook his head very hard, blinked again, tried to adjust his gaze, and looked at the battlefield, but he was stupid for a while.

The dozens of black dots were still holding the sword in their hands high, and there was still a broken shield of light above their heads, which was still roughly shaped despite being tattered.

Beneath their waists, they were all sunk deep into the rocks, and there were almost only a few strips of cloth hanging on their bodies, and they were covered with wounds, and some of them could be seen with bones glowing white in the flesh.

A black dot moved, and he was naked. There were several terrible wounds on his chest, and it seemed that the rustle of broken bones could be heard rubbing against each other, and his hair was stuck together with smoke and blood, and his face was not visible at all.

But just by virtue of memory, Zhong Nantian knew that it was where Lu Ming was.

Lu Ming is not dead?

Zhong Nantian's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost. He kept asking himself in his brain, "My sword soul can only be condensed by a strong sword venerable, sword venerable! Also, I used the flesh and blood essence of thousands of sects to fill the power of the sword soul, and I have the energy blessing of the mountain protection array." Lu Ming is a little sword king. Even if there are dozens of Sword Kings and Sword Saints to help, he will be crushed and scattered! How can he not die......

Zhong Nantian's brain struggled to recall the moment when Fang had just fought. Although he didn't see the moment of the sword exchange clearly, it was not difficult to imagine that he could completely imagine that Lu Ming and the others were swatted to death like a bunch of flies. But judging by what is in front of you. But that's not the case at all.

Could it be that Lu Ming's sword array was really so huge?

Zhong Nantian thought about the exchange in his mind. A possibility suddenly came to mind. Could it be that Lu Ming's sword formation made Lu Ming's people more like dozens of people forming a nail, allowing the hammer to strike vigorously. was deeply smashed into the mountain rock, but the nail is still a nail, and the fragile is the mountain rock, and when it is constantly smashed into the mountain rock, the hard mountain rock will also wear out the power of the sword soul, although it may only wear away the insignificant power, but at this time, even if it is worn away, it will be helpful to Lu Ming and the others. ”

But what kind of sword formation is this? How can Lu Ming master it? And how does he work so delicately with those old things?

A series of questions continued to bombard Zhong Nantian's brain, and as the master of the Holy Sword Sect, he naturally thought of the principle of the effect of Lu Ming's sword array. And he knew that as long as one of the dozens of Sword Saint Sword Kings couldn't hold on, it would be a breakthrough, just like a break in a nail, as long as he smashed it lightly, it would bend off.

But the results showed that even though Lu Ming's sternum was broken into several sections, and there were several sword kings covered in flesh and blood, that breakthrough still did not appear.

"Poof......" Lu Ming spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body was already blood-red, he didn't care at all, just slowly raised his head and looked at a mountain top.

Zhong Nantian suddenly felt a killing force, which scattered all his thoughts one by one, and even a trace of chill rose in his heart. Zhong Nantian suppressed his violently beating heart and looked at the place where the killing machine came from.

A cold mountain wind whistled by, blowing Lu Ming's already dirty black hair, revealing those deep eyes like a pool, he gently raised the long sword in his right hand, and then pointed to the top of the mountain.

Zhong Nantian's heart chuckled, although Lu Ming's injuries had almost made him lose all his combat power, even though the Sword Kings and Sword Saints he brought with him had almost no combat power, maybe he only needed his usual light sword to easily wipe them out.

However, Zhong Nantian's body was trembling uncontrollably, he deeply felt Lu Ming's inhibition that was too strong to destroy, but he no longer had the courage to respond to Lu Ming's challenge.

He turned his head to look at his surroundings, then chose a direction, and his figure disappeared without a trace in a few flickers.

Lu Ming looked at the disappearing figure, slowly put down the sword, and sighed lightly in his heart, but it was just a light sigh, this time he was able to meet the sword soul, which undoubtedly made Lu Ming have a deeper understanding of the kendo career, although almost all of them were seriously injured, although they ran away from Zhong Nantian, they did not find nothing.

Many old men put away their swords one after another, climbed out of the mountain rocks with difficulty, and staggered in place to meditate in order to regain a little strength for themselves. In the blink of an eye, they had already unleashed the strongest power they had ever had in their lives.

However, everyone in Sima Zhen knew that if there was no Lu Ming's sword formation, even if everyone was desperate, they would definitely not be able to resist the sword soul that had been nourished by the blood essence of more than a thousand people, it was the real power of the Sword Venerable!

And if it weren't for Lu Ming, the old people wouldn't even know if they would stretch out their necks and wait for the sword soul to harvest their lives.

But the old people were very happy, and even faintly excited, it was also because of Lu Ming's existence that they had withstood the test of Sword Venerable. Even if it's just a sword.

Ouyang Luo spat out a mouthful of bloody spittle and patted Lu Ming's shoulder, and the brothers laughed wordlessly.

"Huh, what about Zhong Nantian?" the fat man was clever and jumped up with a heavy sword.

"Ran. Lu Ming said indifferently. The Holy Sword Gate has already been destroyed, but in Lu Ming's list, this mission is simply a failure, because Zhong Nantian is still alive.

But the coming day is long, this time Zhong Nantian has a sword soul, next time, he will not be so lucky. Lu Ming looked at the direction in which Zhong Nantian had fled and smiled coldly.

Zhuo Ligetu looked at the other peaks and the eyes that peeked over from time to time, and immediately waved his sword and said, "I will go and destroy those guys, so as not to leave a scourge." ”

Lu Ming shook his head slightly, stopped the fat man, and said, "There's no need, let's go back to the Sword Hall and take care of our injuries." ”

Sima Zhen and the others immediately nodded approvingly, in fact, even if the remaining Holy Sword Sect disciples wanted revenge, but in front of Lu Ming's peak sword king, they didn't even have a chance at all. If anyone really takes revenge, they are sending them to death.

But from this point, it shows Lu Ming's state of mind, which is really a master's demeanor and grandmaster spirit!

The old men smiled one after another, although they were injured this time, Lu Ming brought them a new path of the sword path, which was an existence that could not be obtained even in the sword hall. And as long as you pass through this path, everyone will still have the opportunity to forge ahead, and it will no longer be almost a pension existence like in Jiantang City.

The sword realm is like a cup of poison that exudes fragrance, an abyss full of treasures, as long as those who have obtained it, they will not really let go.

After a simple recovery, everyone took the children who were still immersed in the shock down the mountain, found the frightened war horse, and set foot on the road to the sword hall.

Chapter III

In the dark forest, there are dangerous beasts and all kinds of powerful beasts, but today's Wuhuang Mountain Range is unusually calm, and there is a reason why only a few explosive bear corpses that are still warm appear to be calm.

A figure staggered through the forest, clutching a broken sword with the blood of a popping bear dripping from it.

"Poof!" Zhong Nantian suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, it was the smell of blood that attracted the explosive bear, but he couldn't control it.

Zhong Nantian frowned tightly, grinning and looking around. Lu Ming's sword was so ruthless, even if he was a peak sword saint, he was only barely dead, and at that time, he was still guarded by a sword array, if there was no sword array, he would definitely not even be left with a scum.

At that time, Zhong Nantian, who was fighting, had a strong desire to win, and could no longer lose face in front of the enemy, viciously suppressed his injuries, but even if he ran out of the range of the Holy Sword Mountain, he did not stop to heal.

Yes, Zhong Nantian was afraid, he had been deeply intimidated by Lu Ming's will, and now he urgently needed to find a place where he could avoid Lu Ming and recuperate.

Zhong Nantian wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and staggered without the demeanor of a sword saint, his broken sword suddenly flew out, nailing a small snake to death, and then walked over with great effort and pulled out the broken sword.

It's just that this little snake is non-venomous.

Zhong Nantian snorted, whether it is poisonous or not, he has to die!

He cherished the broken sword very much, even held it in his arms, and continued to move forward. This sword was given to him by the Sword Demon, and it was used when he had to make a real plan after the last negotiation, and when he wanted to negotiate face-to-face.

With this broken sword, he can enter and exit the Mirror Lake Swamp at will!And he can save all his strength to enter, and he will not be affected by the energy chaos caused by the ability of heaven and earth, and thus the result of self-explosion.

It's a hard straw. So after escaping, Zhong Nantian didn't stop to heal himself, and ran directly here.

It's right in front. After feeling the abnormal heaven and earth energy, Zhong Nantian laughed, he took three steps and two steps, almost frantically pounced. (To be continued......)