The crowd screamed, among them, the four genius swordsmen were the most surprised, they didn't expect that when they were thinking hard about how to counteract the tsunami sword qi, Lu Ming actually broke his move so lightly, and his body did not stagnate in the slightest, everything was like flowing water, obviously full of confidence in his sword.

"Peak Sword King!" The four geniuses all glanced at each other, but there was a trace of bitterness in them, they all knew that even if they were equal to the Tsunami Sword realm, they would not break the move so easily, at most, they would lose both sides, but now it was simply one-sided......

Fang Tianxiao watched Lu Ming's sword stab, his heart jumped suddenly, his throat had a strong needle pricking sensation, as if someone was stabbing with a needle. He's going to cut my throat!

The time of a sword is just an instant, and this kid's speed is extremely fast!

As a genius swordsman, Fang Tianxiao naturally knew how many changes there would be in the moment of battle, and he knew that it was impossible for him to stop Lu Ming, who could easily break his sword moves, and his nervous eyes suddenly widened.

In a hurry, Fang Tianxiao's right hand remained unchanged, but his steps stepped back again and again, and at the same time, his left hand drew a sword again between his ribs.

This sword was shorter than an ordinary sword, but the whole body was glowing with a faint black light, and as it retreated, it slashed out with a sword.

Suddenly, Lu Ming felt that his sword was ten times heavier, and the radius around his body became ten meters thicker and sluggish, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and it was indescribably uncomfortable.

With a bang, Lu Ming's sword stabbed on the left-handed sword. Troubled by inexplicable power, the sword blade pointed from the opponent's throat to the chest.

Fang Tianxiao was suddenly shocked again, even if he stabbed himself in the chest, he wouldn't be able to live! In a hurry, he turned around violently, and the sword in his right hand smashed Lu Ming's sword.

Boom!

A loud bang suddenly emanated, and then Fang Tianxiao let out a miserable scream, and a line of blood shot up from his left arm, and the left-handed sword naturally couldn't hold it. And his figure. Suddenly it flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

Everyone's eyes followed Fang Tianxiao's figure until they were ten meters away before stopping. With a pop, he slammed to the ground, causing a stream of blood to erupt from his injured left arm again.

"Huh?" Overlord Sword Li Batian's brows furrowed, he knew. Even with his domineering fierce strength. If you fight against Fang Tianxiao. It was impossible to not only break the opponent's move, but also knock him away when the opponent parried, this was definitely a power that completely overrode Fang Tianxiao!

But how is that possible? Look at the young age of this kid. Definitely not more than twenty years old, is it possible to be a sword master? Definitely not, if that's the case, I'd rather believe that Fang Tianxiao is a real swordsman.

The faces of several other genius swordsmen were also very shocked, and they were all silently calculating the difference between their strength and Lu Ming's.

The little brother brought by Fang Tianxiao suddenly jumped up and helped him up.

Fang Tianxiao twisted viciously twice, throwing out all the junior brothers, and looked at Lu Ming with an almost hideous look in front of him...... He actually picked up his sword leisurely!

That's a gravity sword!Fang Tianxiao's heartache twitched in the corners of his eyes, that sword was made of quite scarce materials, and it was made by a top swordsmith for three years, driven by sword qi, it could increase the gravity within a radius of ten meters tenfold!

That's what I kept to save my life at a critical moment! This kid actually took it away like this?

Fang Tianxiao's heart ached, but now let him fight Lu Ming again, he would never do it. After all, in order to erect a taller majesty, he had done his best, but the other party still defeated him easily.

But the gravity sword.........

I can only figure it out later. Although Fang Tianxiao was unwilling, he was also very aware of current affairs, and he had to avoid his edge in front of him, and then think about it in the long run.

He wanted to leave, but Lu Ming didn't agree. Injured Leng Jian, so that he almost died, not to mention, even if he had been treated with killer medical treatment, but this competition was completely unable to participate, if you want to completely heal the injury, it is absolutely impossible to have two months, not to mention that now it has injured Zhuo Ligetu?

Lu Ming didn't look at the gravity sword, so he put it on his waist. At this moment, he didn't have the heart to study its specific functions at all, but looked at Fang Tianxiao and said lightly: "If you don't have the strength, don't come to the competition, early death and late death are both deaths, what's the difference?"

Lu Ming's indifferent tone was heard in Fang Tianxiao's ears, like the yin wind blowing in hell, making him feel like falling into an ice cave, and then he shouted: "You can't kill me! You can't ......."

Lu Ming stabbed out with a sword!

However, at this moment, a very grand sword aura suddenly appeared in the sky, like a huge mountain, directly pressing towards Lu Ming's head!

Lu Ming's figure that rushed forward suddenly stopped, and then refracted two times in a row at an incredible speed, and flew backwards.

The sword qi fell to the ground with a bang, and a large area of sand bombarded and splashed.

Lu Ming's figure had already landed on the ground, avoiding the edge of the sword qi, but the remaining momentum also made him take more than ten steps back before he really unloaded his might.

"When you arrive at Sword Island, you are not allowed to fight again, and if anyone dares to cause trouble again, you will be disqualified immediately. ”

With this incomparably majestic voice, an old man with white hair descended from the sky, like a god.

The onlookers immediately shrunk their necks and stepped back cautiously.

From their whispered conversation, Lu Ming heard that this person was the Sword Venerable of the main hall, in charge of the discipline of this competition.

Lu Ming glanced at Fang Tianxiao, who had been granted amnesty, touched the gravity sword on his waist, retreated in front of Ouyang Luo and the others, and didn't say anything.

It was Fang Cai's sword aura that was very grand, and his power was beyond doubt, the key was that his intention was only to force himself back, and he had no real killing intent, so Lu Ming didn't plan to say anything more, count that Fang Tianxiao lucky.

Lu Ming's heart suddenly moved, and he sensed that there was something abnormal in the flow of air, obviously someone was pulling a large amount of heaven and earth energy.

Jingle .........

At this time, the sound of battle was heard on the other side of the coast.

This situation made Lord Jianzun, who had just set the rules, very dissatisfied in his heart, and his face immediately sank, and he walked to the other side.

Chapter III

After the storm, the sky and sea are very clear, and the depressed mood is instantly extremely comfortable, as bright as this sky and sea, such a scene, but no amount of money can create it.

Lu Ming couldn't help but exhale lightly, and he couldn't help but admire the power of heaven and earth in his heart.

The sudden sound of fighting not only made the face of a sword venerable in the main hall of the sword hall gloomy, but even the swordsmen who came to participate in the competition began to be surprised, after all, fighting at this moment is equivalent to challenging the majesty of the sword venerable!

Feeling the faint fluctuations coming from heaven and earth, Lu Ming was also a little interested in this fight, and walked over.

The sound of the fight was three hundred meters away, but a swordsman there could still affect the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi near him, and his strength was bound to be not low.

Soon the battlefield appeared in front of Lu Ming's eyes, the two swordsmen were relatively young, and they looked like they were only twenty-five or sixteen years old, and the swordsman who was dressed in the clothes of the Sword Hall and wore the Sword Hall badge on his chest had the strength of an intermediate sword king!

If this is outside, it must be a strength that countless swordsmen envy, and it can make too many elderly swordsmen embarrassed.

At this moment, there was a faint white glow flashing on his body, and a stream of cold sword qi was swayed out by him sword by sword, and the air was full of cold qi, obviously his swordsmanship could mobilize the cold attribute.

"Wang Meng, this is Wang Meng, the young number one master of the Sichuan Kingdom?" The onlookers obviously knew this swordsman.

"That's right, look at the badge on his chest, which is the logo of winning the first place in the Sword Hall Trial of the Sichuan Empire, who is the person who fought with him?

Lu Ming filtered out most of the discussions, and only allowed his perceptual ability to capture a few pieces of useful information. Listening to these people's words, Lu Ming also noticed that Wang Meng did have the badge of the Sword Hall on his body, which in the eyes of most people, was a symbol of glory.

However, Wang Meng's opponent, a swordsman wearing a white robe, who was about the same age as him, and even looked younger than him, was unhurried to pick away the sword qi one by one. In between swinging his sword, the white-robed swordsman still had a cat-and-mouse teasing look on his face.

Lu Ming immediately sensed that the strength of this white-robed swordsman was going to completely surpass Wang Meng, but because of the existence of the Sword Venerable, Lu Ming did not intend to invoke the power of the sword mark at such a close distance. At the same time, Lu Ming noticed that the white-robed swordsman was also wearing a badge on his chest, which was engraved with a sharp sword that was breaking through the sky!

"What kind of mark is this? Why have you never seen it? You haven't even heard of it?" Lu Ming was also a well-read reader of the general history of the mainland, but no matter how hard he tried to think and recall, he didn't find any sects related to it, and it was definitely not a sign affiliated with the Sword Hall. Ouyang Luo and the others next to him were also at a loss, and it seemed that they didn't know either.

It's just that, no matter what sect he comes from, why is his swordsmanship so different?

Lu Mingzai carefully looked at the swordsmanship performed by the white-robed swordsman, and did not let go of any detail, and found that the white-robed swordsman was completely different from his opponent whether it was mobilizing true qi, running true qi, or even finally swinging the sword!

It's just that Lu Ming really wants to say what the specific difference is, and he can't answer in a short time, and he can't call the sword marks, so he can only observe by his appearance.

But just the appearance, it's not the same at all.

Lu Ming even compared the swordsmanship he had practiced, but there were real differences. It feels like the difference between the 110-meter hurdles and race walking, and although they are both track and field events, the difference is very obvious. (To be continued......)