The holy woman controlled the bayonet sword and continued to bombard Lu Ming, she saw an opportunity, the skirt suddenly floated up, on the outside of her thigh, there was a short sword with a length of a foot, she pulled it out, her heart moved, and the huge power was suddenly poured into it, and then with the momentum of splitting Huashan, she slashed down at Lu Ming's head.

Lu Ming immediately raised his sword to parry, but he realized that he was hit by a flying planet, and his body flew out upside down without any suspense.

In this way, the battle between the two began in an instant, and separated again after a moment, except that the saint was standing, with two insignificant breaks on either side of her ribs, and only a small piece of her chest was broken, revealing her golden soft armor. Lu Ming, on the other hand, was half-squatting, and there were no wounds on his body, but his pale face said it all.

Lu Ming spurted out a mouthful of blood, he was proficient in medical skills, and knew that if he swallowed this mouthful of blood, he would inevitably cause greater damage to his qi and blood, so he spit it out without hesitation.

Cheng Zifeng laughed, he laughed sinister enough, and he was happy enough, because the overall situation had been decided, and Lu Ming's death was decided. He smiled smugly again, then dragged his seriously injured body and staggered towards the imperial capital.

"Lu Ming, I see that you are very smart, but you don't know that in the face of strong strength, amazing swordsmanship can only be a fist embroidered leg?"

The short sword beats flexibly between the five fingers of the saint, like a beautiful dance, which shows that only this sword is the real killer of the saint.

Lu Ming's brows furrowed, and he also noticed those stabbing swords and this mother sword. They all have the same taste, but I don't know what means the saint used, and I can't detect it.

"Looks like you've figured it out. The saint pursed her lips and smiled, actually revealing a little innocence, but her steps were calmly walking towards Lu Ming, the beating short sword, always flashing with cold light.

The saint knew very well that Lu Ming was definitely different from Cheng Zifeng, the villain who was ambitious, in order to achieve his own goals. Can do anything heinous. But this Lu Ming, he has his own principles, and it can be seen from the fact that he promised to marry him, but he ignored it. He has his own principles. You won't be tempted by profit. Such a person is definitely a threat to oneself and must be eliminated.

"Do you want to marry me?" Lu Ming said lightly.

"What?" Hearing Lu Ming's words, the saint who was thinking about it was stunned. Again, as if she didn't hear clearly, she asked, "What did you just say?"

Lu Ming smiled and said, "If your butt is a little more upturned and your boobs are bigger, I may really marry you!"

"What! I'm not beautiful enough? I'm not in good shape enough, you kid is dying, you dare to mock me!" The saint broke out, and in that delicate body, it was like a hidden tyrannosaurus, which was directly awakened by Lu Ming.

Lu Ming smiled indifferently, his expression had clearly given the other party an answer, and then he staggered to his feet, threw away the hilt of the broken wooden sword, and sprayed a mouthful of blood, and then, Lu Ming turned around and ran, so fast that he only left a cloud of smoke and dust.

"......" The saint was speechless, to be precise, she was already stupid, Lu Ming was still shaky, how could she run faster than a rabbit now?

In the next moment, the saint realized that she had been deceived, although Lu Ming was severely injured by herself, she was not fatally injured, his words were nothing more than to make herself angry, so that he would be distracted, and what he wanted was this opportunity!

The genius was like the Holy Maiden of the Sword Hall, and immediately figured out what the reason for Lu Ming's actions was, she raised her head angrily and let out a scream, and chased after Lu Ming frantically.

Lu Ming was running wildly with all his might, and the sword qi was flowing rapidly in the meridians that he had never seen before, but the serious injury was still affecting him, making his face as white as paper, and the pain of the trauma in his internal organs was everywhere, stimulating his nerves all the time, reminding him of the seriousness of the injury now, but Lu Ming completely ignored it.

Lu Ming's will is so strong that he has tempered over the years, and he knows that if he cares about his injury, then it will be pain, and he will also lose consciousness.

However, Lu Ming also knew better that his run was only temporary, and the strength and equipment of the saintess were not comparable to his current self. Running, in fact, is just the instinct of willpower tempered, because Lu Ming will never sit still.

How can you run past a saint who doesn't have too many injuries at all?

This mountainous area is the battlefield he chose, and it is also the cemetery he chose for Cheng Zifeng, but he didn't expect the peak to turn around, and it was his turn.

Lu Ming smiled bitterly while running, his many years of killer career have made Lu Ming always walk between life and death, and he has long been put aside from life and death, but now that he has a home, a father, a maid Qing'er, and many brothers and friends, a beautiful life has just begun, so if there is a glimmer of life, he will not let it go.

Suddenly, Lu Ming's footsteps stopped, and the cold and smug smile of the saint came not far behind him, even in front of the rushing river, her laughter could be transmitted far away.

Lu Ming glanced at the river, from the foot to the surface of the river is dozens of meters high, the river surface is also 100 meters wide, the rushing river water is like an untamed dragon, constantly swimming with a whistling sound.

This is the second battlefield chosen by Lu Ming, the battlefield of a decisive battle.

Lu Ming turned around, looked at the saint indifferently, and then silently took out two broken swords in his arms, one left and one right, in his hand.

"Lu Ming, you can't beat me, according to your speed, you may be able to do it in a year, so don't waste your strength, it's better to die early and reincarnate early." However, you can throw yourself into the river, so you can still die with some dignity, and I will give you this chance. The saint said that the things between life and death seemed to her as a daily thing.

Looking at this saintess who had the same face as the sister next door, but was extremely ruthless, Lu Ming smiled and said, "This opportunity is left to you!"

As he spoke, Lu Ming's figure had already shot out, and his two-handed swords showed completely different swordsmanship, and he instantly pounced on the Holy Maiden.

The two figures fought again, and then suddenly separated as if magnets at the same pole had touched each other.

Lu Ming had an extra wound on his body, on his left arm, the bone was visible, and the saint's left rib had another hole, and it could be seen that the gold wire connecting the two pieces of soft armor was broken in three.

The saint looked at the soft armor and frowned, where a small drop of blood flowed down the broken gold thread.

I'm hurt? It's only a fingernail-sized cut, but it hasn't happened in 10 years, right?

In the eyes of the holy woman looking at Lu Ming, a sharp cold like an ice pick was added to the original coldness.

The saintess let out a scream again, and the power of the half-step sword hero instantly hit the extreme state, causing her outermost layer of clothing to be impacted into strips of cloth by the instantaneous explosion force, and she was like a wild wolf with countless mops hanging on it, almost frantically pounced on Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's two swords swung again, and the saint trembled again.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The figures of the two of them circled, fast like a spinning tornado, and countless sword shadows and sparks in the middle erupted like erupting volcanoes, interspersed with surging blood lines.

The saintess suddenly shouted, her figure suddenly jumped up in the air, and the blade of the stabbing sword pointed directly at Lu Ming, lingering around her, and with a wave of the mother sword in her hand, each stabbing sword sensed the command and began to scream, and then ten sword qi shot out wildly together.

Bang!

Lu Ming parried with all his strength, but he was still knocked out, and the huge difference in strength made him constantly roll on the ground, and after a few strokes, he gritted his teeth and stood up, and the two swords were horizontal again, rushing forward. And the Holy Maiden released another batch of sword qi.

Bang! There was no suspense, Lu Ming was knocked back again, and the cliff and the river were only less than a meter away from Lu Ming.

"Hahahaha......"

The holy woman let out an extremely arrogant laugh, threw a pill into her mouth, and then said: "Lu Ming, you can't escape today, even if I can't kill you, I will knock you off the cliff......!"

In the shrill laughter of the Holy Maiden, her figure jumped up in the air again, and the condescending momentum completely wrapped Lu Ming, who had been seriously injured for a long time, and unsurprisingly, the sword qi shot out again.

Lu Ming can't dodge, can't dodge, the distance of death is only one meter away, or the next moment.

Lu Ming roared, and suddenly burst out with all his power, all the power instantly filled the sword marks, so that he could only drive a very small part of the sword marks to swell violently, and then a fierce force focused on the meridians.

Bang! A sword qi bombarded Lu Ming's body, he had no intention of blocking at all, and the powerful power of the sword qi instantly opened a hole in his chest, and blood shot out along with the bursting sword qi.

Lu Ming's eyes were indifferent, he gritted his teeth, and took a step forward under the strong pressure of the sword qi!

The saintess was stunned, although Lu Ming's body erupted with an extremely special power, she was not knocked away!

I don't believe it! The saint jumped up in the air, shook her hand and another sword qi, and with a bang, the sword qi bombarded out again, knocking him into the air.

A relaxed smile appeared on the saint's face, but in the next moment, she found that Lu Ming's upside-down body actually jumped straight up, and at the same time, a series of cracking sounds came from his body, which was obviously the sound of broken meridians.

But around Lu Ming, countless heaven and earth vitality mixed with sword qi, tightly entwining him, and then the broken sword in his hand slashed over!

Can he still fight? The saint's heart was shocked, the aura coming from Lu Ming's body was so terrifying, it was a completely lifeless way to fight, but just like that, did he want to turn defeat into victory? (To be continued......)