"That's it. Nangong Huajian said with a cold face, "The number of ghost swordsmen that appeared this time is far greater than before. 」

"It seems that you already knew, after your hundred-person team came in, there were only a dozen left, and now you are the only one left, you are just disregarding people's lives!" Qing'er accused indignantly.

"What do you know?" Nangong Huajian continued his coldness, "The sword king died with the sword! The life of a swordsman is not to die on the path of pursuing the way of the sword, even if he climbs to the peak of the way of the sword. For this reason, you should always have the consciousness of giving your life! If you don't even have this kind of awareness, you don't deserve to hold a sword at all. 」

A faint hint of approval flashed in Leng Jian's eyes. Almost at the same time, Qing'er found that the eyes of the other people present, including Young Master Lu Ming, also flashed with their approval of Nangong Huajian's words.

Lu Ming threw him to the ground, and said that he would rest here tonight, so he checked his surroundings.

Chapter 6 Stone Castle

The night was completely dark, and Lu Ming also checked the surrounding terrain, it seemed that the ghost swordsman did not lie to them, there was indeed a large group of ghost swordsmen passing by. The ghost swordsmen who besieged their resting place earlier were just a branch of this group of ghost swordsmen, and it seemed that there was no telling how many swordsmen would stay here forever this night.

Lu Ming raised his head and looked around at the sky that he couldn't see at all, this dark environment was full of dangers, for the silent ghost swordsman, he could only check out a little danger by checking it like this. However, Lu Ming still felt that this was necessary, and now that he had some dark injuries on his body, the brothers needed to recuperate even more, so that they could reduce the danger a little. Brothers will be able to recuperate a little more, and here it is more necessary than ever to maintain sufficient combat effectiveness.

Lu Ming returned to the resting place, this time everyone had nothing at all except for the small amount of supplies they carried, they were all meditating on the spot to heal their injuries. Now, even if the Holy Maiden is in front of him, his team must rest before he can make any more plans, otherwise, it is no different from sending him to death.

Lu Ming took out a leather package from his arms and divided all the high-grade pills inside. He also gave Nangong Huajian a healing medicine: "Eat it." Then you're free. It's safe in the area now. However, you have to remember one thing, your life will wait for the cold sword to take it. 」

Nangong Huajian took the pill and threw it directly into his mouth. Immediately laughed coldly and arrogantly. "I'm not interested in owing someone a favor. Now I'm alone. It seems that only you have some opportunities to find the Holy Maiden. I'll recover tonight, and I'll go with you tomorrow. As for later. Hehe...... Whoever kills the deer depends on their own ability. 」

"Okay! Leng Jian said in a deep voice.

These two guys are really similar in nature. Lu Ming smiled indifferently, of course Nangong Huajian knew that his team had a sword formation to improve its combat power, but he still had to follow, this person was really not so arrogant.

The night passed like this, and after the morning sun was blocked by the thick dead air, it still stubbornly sprinkled a little light, so that many sword students who were still alive in all corners of the trial place felt that happiness was so simple.

At this moment, Lu Ming and the others had already packed up and had breakfast. Although the staple food is only some jerky, everyone can drink some boiled water, which makes everyone feel warm.

Here, even Zhuo Ligetu, who has always liked to hunt and eat fresh meat, obediently eats jerky. He didn't want to eat wild things that tasted like ghost swordsmen.

When the sky was a little brighter and the ghost swordsman could be avoided to the greatest extent, Lu Ming led the people towards the destination. In the hinterland of the trial ground, you must avoid the eyes of the ghost swordsman as much as possible, even if it is a sporadic battle, you must try to avoid it, after all, among the ghost swordsmen, there is no shortage of masters like the sword hero.

Three days have passed in a flash, and the speed along the way is not fast. While everyone was resting, they continued to practice the True Martial Seven Interception Formation, striving to increase the fit of cooperation between everyone.

Although Nangong Huajian has always been proud, but when he cultivates, he is not even a little slack than Lu Ming, and even once in the middle of the night, Lu Ming went out to check the surrounding environment, and when he came back, he found that he didn't know when he got up and had already started practicing.

There is no genius who does not work hard. For this, Lu Ming agrees very much.

Not long after walking, Lu Ming and the others came to a canyon. It is more of a passage than a canyon, as it is flanked only by tall sand dunes covered with grass that has long since dried up. Looking at the texture of the branch, it can be compared to the flesh of the ghost swordsman, I don't know how many years it has been dry, but it is the safest place in this area.

At this time, a team of ghost swordsmen strolled over, they stood on the top of the sand dunes, glanced at the place where Lu Ming and the others had walked before, and found nothing at all, so they turned around and left, and the peak great swordsman level ghost swordsmen who led the team looked quite bored. It's been a patrol leader for ten years, and in such depths, not even a rat can be seen, let alone a person, and the last time I saw an adventurer break in was a year ago. But it still has to patrol so boringly every day, and the other ghost swordsmen bring back the harvest from the outside every day, and from their stories, it can also experience some of the thrill of torture. It glanced at the outskirts, its face showing envy, but it waved its hands even more boringly, and left with a dozen ghost swordsmen in a somewhat depressed manner.

Of course, they couldn't discover the existence of Lu Ming and the others. In the last night, Lu Ming had already come alone, reconnoitred this area carefully, found this patrol of ghost swordsmen, and lurked for half a night, calculating their approximate patrol period. So, at this time, they were all lurking in the wild grass, and the huge Zhuoligtu covered himself with some grains of sand, looking like an ostrich that had seen danger.

Nangong Huajian was silent, and did not express any opinions and suggestions, however, in his heart, he was very surprised by Lu Ming's energy and observation. Along the way, everyone healed and recovered together, but whenever his people rested, he would go out alone, and then bring back the next day's travel route, as well as the most scarce water.

That's right, it's a wonderful thing to be able to drink boiling water in this lifeless place.

And with Nangong Huajian's unique vision, he naturally found several death traps on the road, those were all quicksand rolling in the undercurrent, but he, Lu Ming, silently led everyone around like this, without showing off even a word.

Nangong Huajian glanced at Lu Ming, who was still at the forefront. This young man was terrifyingly indifferent, he was like a wolf leading his ranks, silent, but in control of everything. When their prey finds him, they find themselves dead.

The flamboyant opponent is not terrible, they show off their strength, and more often they just want to prove that they can overpower the opponent in the realm, which indirectly shows that they have no bottom in their hearts, however, this young man obviously does not.

Perhaps it won't be long before this young man will be able to take charge of himself and become his own opponent.

Nangong Huajian smiled proudly, the way of the sword is like a tower, and only one person can stand on the highest peak, and it will inevitably be himself.

When Lu Ming led everyone to climb over this sand dune and climbed a higher sand dune, half a day had passed unconsciously. At this moment, a piece of greenery came into view, tall trees with straight and straight trees, green grass growing underneath, and a blue lake, like a flat mirror, which made people feel relaxed and happy at a glance, and couldn't help but want to jump in and take a dip. If the outside is a lifeless hell, here is a living paradise.

In this area, there is a huge stone fort, which is no less than 10,000 square meters from the outside. Those stone pillars that support a huge stone dome and require three people to hug each other are not produced here at all, because everyone has found that there is either sand or stones here, and stones are rare, but they didn't expect that there is a completely stone castle here.

"It's weird!" Zhuo Ligetu stared down with a pair of small eyes, and said cautiously, "The place where the sword madman died, the deeper the death and resentment, the heavier the anger, I have never heard of such a good scene here. If someone who hasn't had water to drink for three days sees it, I'm afraid they will jump straight into the lake without caring for anything. 」

Leng Jian looked around for a moment and said, "That's right! the terrain here is significantly higher than all places, so it can be said that we are now at the top of a huge mountain. You see over there, it's already a cliff, and it's impossible to find such a good place in such a desolate place, and we don't see a single ghost swordsman, even if they all go to capture the swordsman, there must always be one or two of them, right?"

"It's a fantasy. Lu Ming frowned.

"Illusion?" Droligtu's eyes were unusually round, but his surprise was even more apparent.

Lu Ming nodded indifferently and said, "This illusion is created by the unique power created by a huge sword array, which can not only hide the true face of this place, but also hide the true purpose. And the energy that drives this sword array is precisely the dead qi, the thicker the dead qi, the more real the illusion will be, and at the same time, it will cover up the dead qi completely. 」

Lu Ming used the powerful power of the sword mark to peel off this layer of beautiful clothing, and he could clearly see that there was only one stone castle on this place. Although it is clean and tidy, it fills every corner with an eerie dead air. Ghost swordsmen kept coming and going in and out of the stone castle, and among them, several decadent-looking swordsmen could be seen brought here, with pale faces and resigned steps. (To be continued......)