The long sword came in an instant, and the ink-colored long sword was driven by the internal force of the man in black, and it stabbed out like lightning in the dark sky, in the current situation, the color of the long sword was easy for people to misjudge the length of the long sword.

But Tang Ming's long sword slashed the long sword of the man in black very accurately, struck the sword momentum off, and the pace instantly accelerated and drove straight into the opponent's neck to counter the vital point of the opponent's neck, the man in black was obviously a master, and the short sword in his left hand stopped Tang Ming's slash as soon as he was horizontal.

When, dang, gold and iron resonate, and from the voice, you can hear that the strength in the hands of the two is not ordinary.

Today's Tang Ming is not the little disciple of the broken sect who came to life for the first time more than half a year ago, and the long sword in his hand has naturally changed from an ordinary standard long sword to a hundred refined steel sword, although it is not like sharpening iron like mud, but he is no longer afraid of being tough and tough.

The two of them parted as soon as they touched each other, and the black-clothed man with the two swords led by him was instantly forced to retreat, and at the moment when the black-clothed man led by him was forced to retreat, Tang Ming's footwork unfolded under his feet, and the hundred-refining refined steel sword in his hand drew a semi-circle to envelop the surrounding five-meter range, directly blocking the forward rush of the four or five black-clothed people!

The sword technique in Tang Ming's hand was even more changeable than before, but Yuan Li did not have absolute suppressive power against the upper internal qi martial artist without releasing the spell.

"I'll deal with him, Youjiu will deal with those two first, Youqi will guard the door, and then clean up the group of dart masters!" The black-clothed man led by him obviously found that the other party's internal strength was strong and abnormal, and this seemed to be just a young man in his twenties, how could he have such a strong internal force?

But this Zhen Liu is obviously a peak martial artist with strong internal strength in intelligence, although he has not left a big name in the rivers and lakes, but his strength cannot be underestimated!

The other dozen or so black-clothed people surrounded Zhen Liang and Zhen Liu with pitch-black long swords, obviously the main target was these two people.

"The young master is following me! behind me!" Zhen Liu straightened Zhen Liang, and as soon as he pulled his hand into his waist, two two-finger-thick black iron short sticks appeared in his hand.

Don't look at it as just two short sticks, but all of them are made of solid black iron, and when wielded, they are as powerful as two iron hammers, and they instantly confront the more than ten black-clothed people who surrounded them.

"Kill!" the black-clothed swordsman shouted at the head, and the swordsmanship of more than a dozen swordsmen under his command was very orderly, not a simple siege, but a chain of one person and one sword, as if the chain was endless.

What's even more terrifying is that everyone here is a martial artist with internal strength, and nine of them formed a sword formation, and suddenly the sword momentum was like a tide, wave after wave towards the old man Zhen Liu!

The iron rod in Zhen Liu's hand danced impenetrable under the increase of internal force, clanging with both hands, blocking all the ink-colored long swords, but I am afraid that such a high-intensity use will not last.

"This is the Lianchao Sword Formation, you are the people of the Ghost Villa!" Zhen Liu suddenly exclaimed, recognizing the identities of these people, but his own face was even more gloomy.

"Could it be the killer hired by Madame Yang?" Zhen Liang's eyes were cloudy.

Immortal cultivators are extremely rare existences, but there are many powerful forces in the martial arts like this, and the Ghost Villa is a killer force that cultivates assassination, open killing, and forcible killing, as long as there is enough money, they can be invited to attack and kill the enemy, no one knows the specific location of this force, but the Lianchao Sword Formation is a big signboard for them.

Tang Ming's eyes lit up, he didn't expect these internal qi martial artists to have this kind of usage, the continuous sword formation really made the strength of the internal qi martial artists play a stronger strength!

"Come on, there are assassins!" Zhen Liang thought about it, but still shouted for the dart masters to come to their rescue.

He himself also has internal strength, but he is not diligent in his pampering and training, and he has not experienced any life-and-death struggle, even if he was forced to leave the Zhen family, he wanted to join the Zhen family, but mental scheming is his weapon, and hand-to-hand combat is not what he is good at.

The sound could not be heard far under the cover of the rain, but fortunately, the people in the dart bureau were very close, and a few of them noticed it, and immediately shouted to gather everyone, and also pulled out a big sword and rushed inside.

The remaining seven men in black formed another sword formation to guard the exit, and even the dart masters who were several times their size could not rush in, and even several were injured under the sword of the men in black soon!

What kind of sword formation does an ordinary martial artist want to compose, it is a joke, first of all, whether the cooperation is tacit enough, how can the speed be able to coordinate the attack, the gap between ordinary martial artists is too large, and it is easy to cause a lot of flaws, so Tang Ming saw the so-called martial arts sword formation in the film and television drama in his previous life, which was indeed miserable.

However, the internal force warriors form a sword formation, and the body can completely keep up with the thoughts under the increase of internal force, and the sword array runs continuously, which does have its own uniqueness.

"Young man, to be honest, you are very strong, I am a little happy to see the hunter!" A smile hung on the corner of the black-clothed leader's mouth, and from under his hat could be seen as an ordinary uncle with a little stubble.

"Really, but I don't think you're worthy of being my opponent. Tang Ming had a smile on his face, but there was a narrow sword mark on the left side of his face, and the smile affected the scar on his face, but it looked more hideous than this ordinary-looking killer.

"Hey, hey, hey, this is too much to look down on, you have to use a nine-person sword formation to deal with an old man, but only one stubble uncle is to deal with me?" Tang Ming complained secretly, but the sword in his hand was not slow.

The steel long sword has to drink blood when it is unsheathed, although he does not have this kind of regulation, but these people are inexplicably going to kill people and kill their mouths, and he can't help but not drink blood, on the other hand, he seems to like this exciting life of licking blood from the edge of the knife.

The leader of this black-clothed man is obviously far stronger than other black-clothed people, and the two ink swords in his hand, one long and one short, killed Tang Ming again, the long sword is connected with the short sword, and the swordsmanship is very weird, and the subtlety of the sword moves is far beyond Tang Ming's lonely mountain swordsmanship and seven-ring swordsmanship.

Even if Tang Ming has practiced these swordsmanship to the proficient realm and has the blessing of Yuan Force, it is still not as good as the swordsmanship of the black-clothed leader, the long sword is long and the other is short, with the intersection of the ink-colored long sword and the dark sky, the short sword makes people feel that the opponent's short sword should not be far enough, and the result is instantly transformed into a long sword attack.

The length of the sword body instantly tripled, and the one-foot Qingfeng short sword became a three-foot Qingfeng, and the sword skills were continuous, which was simply a double sword flow slashing technique, which was enough to make many martial arts masters hate when it was not touched.

At this time, Tang Ming used the combination of the Yuan Force in his body and all the martial arts he had learned, and he couldn't easily take down the other party, relying on the divine thoughts in his body and his strong insight, he was able to repeatedly break through the secret moves of the black-clothed leader.

"Uhh

Zhen Liu is also an old man for many years, as a strong person among the internal qi martial artists, he has a secret method that can explode all his internal force at one time, but once it breaks out, he will fall into a period of weakness, but at the moment, he has been forced to a dead end by the continuous sword momentum of the Lianchao Sword Array!

The two dark iron short sticks slammed into an ink-colored long sword attacked in the sword array, knocking it out fiercely, and suddenly another black-clothed man in the sword array shrank back under cover, but there was a faint respite from the continuous sword momentum in the sword array.

Next was Zhen Liu's loud shout, the momentum of the whole body instantly steamed, the muscles on the body also swelled and knotted, and the muscles that were originally hidden under the green robe also had a tendency to burst the clothes!

"It's going to be a big move!" Tang Ming was surprised, seeing the other party's posture, he found that he still didn't know enough about the martial arts of this world.