People are in Xianwu, there are small games

Chapter 28 Here, the beast cage

Ling Piaomiao noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere in the temple.

Ever since the two men entered the temple, the atmosphere in the temple had become increasingly weird.

The instinct of life made Ling Mimiao stand up. She walked all the way to the back door with the oil-paper umbrella in her arms. Looking back at the temple, she saw that Lu Ming was already holding a long sword and slowly stood up.

"Are you really the Young Master!?"

"Why are you here?"

A complicated light flashed in her eyes, but Ling Mianmiao still gritted her teeth, held the oil-paper umbrella and pushed open the back door of the temple. She took one step and walked into the cold night rain.

"Wow" sound.

The paper umbrella opens like a small white flower blooming in the night.

Thunder flashed in the sky, and faint sword sounds could be heard from the temple behind him. The next second, screams suddenly sounded, even covering the thunder.

The man's scream made Ling Miu shudder.

She walked even faster, and didn't think of anything until she rushed a long way.

Looking back at the mountain temple, Ling Miu shouted loudly: "That... that... Lu Ming! I will return the umbrella to you."

Another scream sounded, drowning Ling Miu's voice in the night.

……

In the temple, blood splattered everywhere.

The two Tianzitang ninth rank masters of the Sanxiang Gang fell into a pool of blood.

One person was attacked by surprise, his throat was sealed with a sword, blood gushed out like a fountain, and even pale bone balls could be seen at the wound.

The other person was seriously injured by a frontal stab - Yun Guangshan's fencing sword came out like a dragon, and the sword pierced through his body to break his heart.

But he didn't die, he still had his last breath.

Blood was gurgling from his chest. The man stretched out his hand and grabbed Lu Ming's trousers tightly, with pain, despair, and unbelievable light in his eyes.

"Why...why kill us..."

Lu Ming slowly wiped the sword in his hand, without even looking at this person, and just said softly: "Because if I don't kill you, you have to kill me."

Astonishment flashed in the man's eyes.

"You are the eldest sister...the eldest sister's brother...how could we..."

Suddenly, the man thought of something, and his words suddenly stopped.

'Tonight, at the meeting point, except for the two of you and the people over there, all the others will be killed and no one will be left alive! '

Lu Ming seemed not to notice the pause in the man's tone.

He slowly lowered his head, looked into the dying eyes of the man, and smiled suddenly.

"Oh, you didn't intend to kill me."

"That may be my judgment was wrong."

"sorry."

As he spoke, the sword flashed and his throat was sealed again.

At the door, footsteps sounded again.

Another two men braved the wind and rain and broke into the temple.

The same style of black clothes, the only difference is the words on the chest.

【land】

The rain covered up the smell of blood, but the thunder couldn't cover up the screams just now.

As soon as the two Dizitang masters entered the temple, they drew out their long knives and outflanked Lu Ming!

If the people of Tianzitang still hesitate to attack Lu Ming, then Dizitang has no obstacles to attack Lu Ming.

Two long knives slashed at Lu Ming, one from the left and one from the right. The power of the ninth-grade warrior caused the long knives to roar in mid-air!

Lu Ming's gaze froze instantly, his eyebrows stood upside down like a quenched blade, his body avoided a knife with a small amount of momentum, and the long sword in his hand blocked the sword's clash and then blocked another knife!

The two forces above the sword wrestled briefly, but Lu Ming was slightly better.

With his right hand, he deflected the long saber, and with his left hand, he slashed a heavy mountain palm on the top of a person's head like thunder!

"boom."

The man who was hit fell to the ground and bled to death on the spot, but the other man didn't care about it and hit Lu Ming's chest and abdomen with a knife!

At this moment, when Lu Ming's old strength was exhausted and his new strength was exhausted, he twisted his body to dodge reluctantly, but he couldn't avoid the blade perfectly.

The sharp blade broke the body with bleeding marks, and the Iron Clothes Kungfu had already been in operation, but it could not completely offset the damage of this knife.

The blood was like splashed ink, and was thrown towards the ceiling by the sword, but Lu Ming dropped the sword without saying a word and used his hands, his hands were like eagle claws, ruthlessly digging at the man's shoulders!
"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Qixing Zhemei divided his tendons and bones, and there was a series of leg shadows that kicked three consecutive kicks on the lower body, heart and head of the man in black!
When Lu Ming withdrew his hand, the man in black had fallen limply at Lu Ming's feet like mud.

Among the four corpses, Lu Ming stood alone.

He bent down and slowly picked up the fallen sword.

Inserting the sword obliquely on the ground, Lu Ming tore off the two sleeves with both hands. One stretched the knife edge that was still bleeding on his chest. He picked up the long sword again, and tied it with another cloth strip The wrist that holds the sword himself.

His pale red eyes looked towards the entrance of the mountain temple.

Then I saw a man in white clothes appearing there.

The man looked at Lu Ming, with a sinister smile rising from the corner of his mouth.

"Pegasus Gang, Nan Zhongxu."

He stepped into the mountain temple, closed the temple door with a slight push, and pinched the door bolt again.

The dilapidated door bolt was stuck to death a long time ago, but with Nan Zhongxu's strength, the broken door bolt creaked, and Nan Zhongxu pulled out three-quarters of it and got stuck on the door!

Eighth-rank giant strength, capable of pulling willows!
Suddenly a voice came from Lu Ming's mouth.

"There's also a back door."

"The back door is unlocked."

Nan Zhongxu raised his brows, glanced at the sword tightly wrapped by Lu Ming, and asked with a smile, "Do you use a lock?"

Lu Ming grinned and showed his white teeth, his eyes were full of hostility, his temperament was like a lone wolf driven to a dead end!

"It's not necessary."

Wind and rain, mountain temple!
Here, the animal cage!
Life and death, Weibo!
Nan Zhongxu lowered his body suddenly, and charged towards Lu Ming like a sumo wrestler.

Seventh rank, crouching tiger skill, fierce tiger culling!

At this moment, Nan Zhongxu was like a fierce tiger that had locked its prey down the mountain, with an astonishing ferocity and speed.

The sword in Lu Ming's hand cut across a semicircle, and the sword suddenly stabbed forward like a thicket of poisonous snakes.

The sword touched Nan Zhongxu's face, but Nan Zhongxu's eyes remained calm and he just turned his head slightly. The extremely fast sword just cut through Nan Zhongxu's face and brought out a few drops of blood, but the full effect was not completed!

With a twist of his waist, he whipped his whip like a tiger's tail, hitting Lu Ming's temple!

Lu Ming subconsciously stretched out his arms to block, but was thrown sideways by the huge force. As soon as he landed, he turned over, but Nan Zhongxu had already bullied him and grabbed Lu Ming's face with his palms like tiger claws!

When a sharp weapon versus an empty hand, the distance is the difference between life and death!

For Lu Ming, the distance at this moment is equivalent to that he has already stepped on the dead line!

The sharp tiger claws were like daggers, and they were about to tear Lu Ming apart. At the right time, seeing Lu Ming's footsteps in succession, Yunlong stepped out quickly, dodging the attack of the tiger claws in an instant.

Yunlong's three transformations into leg skills not only have the effect of forging and tempering the body, but the steps in it also have miraculous effects in battle.

However, Lu Ming was only at the ninth level after all, which was a big level lower than Nan Zhongxu's eighth level.

Although among the lower three levels, a person with a lower level holding a sharp weapon may not lose in a life-and-death fight with a person with a higher level, the chance of winning is indeed slim.

Seeing that the tiger's claws were useless, Nan Zhongxu actually fell back.

The thick thigh was whipped out again, and the toe hit Lu Ming's chest.

"Bang" sound.

Lu Ming flew upside down and slammed into the mountain god's tribute platform. He turned over and stood up again, but the wound on his chest cracked even more, and even the corner of his mouth was bleeding.

Glaring at Nan Zhongxu, Lu Ming felt that his blood was not flowing well all over his body, and his heart was tingling slightly. He had been kicked by Nan Zhongxu with internal injuries.

The taste of rust surged in his mouth, but Lu Ming suddenly let out a sneer.

"Pooh."

Spitting out scarlet saliva, Lu Ming stepped forward, like a lone wolf!

"Seek your own way!"

Nan Zhongxu snorted in disdain.

As a warrior, you should keep your mind as calm as water when fighting, so that you can grasp the overall situation.

Look at Lu Ming at this moment, his blood is surging and his eyes are scarlet. It is obvious that he has lost his mind due to murderous intent!
"How can you defeat me with only blood and courage!?"

He opened his hands again, and rushed towards Lu Ming with the momentum of a fierce tiger. When the distance between the two sides narrowed, the tiger turned and flicked its tail, and then swept towards Lu Ming again!

This time, however, it was different.

Lu Ming took the initiative to meet Nan Zhongxu's whip leg with his chest. Hearing the "cracking" sound, he didn't know how many ribs Lu Ming had been broken by this leg!

Nan Zhongxu was taken aback by such a death-defying style of play. The next second, the sword light flashed, and a familiar calf shot up into the sky!

Nan Zhongxu suddenly cried out in pain.

Lu Ming made a counterattack and pinned Nan Zhongxu under him. The sharp sword in his hand was about to insert into Nan Zhongxu's throat. Unexpectedly, Nan Zhongxu slapped Lu Ming in the ribs. Not only did he injure himself more, but he also Lu Ming was knocked away on the spot.

However, before Nan Zhongxu could stand up, the bloody figure flew towards him again and bit him on the face.

"You fucking!"

"Tear~"

Lu Ming bit off a large piece of flesh and blood on his cheek, and he swallowed it whole.

A ferocious demonic light flickered from Lu Ming's eyes, like thunder in the night, and even shocked Nan Zhongxu for a short time. Lu Ming raised his left hand high and slapped Nan Zhongxu on the forehead! !

"boom!"

The severe pain made Nan Zhongxu roar.

The only remaining leg vigorously bounced Lu Ming away, but before he got up, Lu Ming locked him in a cross-locked posture again!
The long sword slashed like a kitchen knife, leaving traces of blood. Amidst the pouring blood, Nan Zhongxu roared furiously, and Lu Ming gritted his teeth and remained silent!
Night, rain, ruined temple.

Two trapped beasts fight to the death in a cage until they die!
Until the figure with the sword flew high and landed heavily on the fire, extinguishing the fire.

It was pitch dark in the temple and it was impossible to see anything anymore.

Two heavy, heavy breathing sounds like the dying beast were faintly heard.

After a long time, Nan Zhongxu opened his mouth and said vaguely, "You...cough cough, you are so fucking ruthless..."

"I didn't expect that you...ahem, you are the young leader of the Sanxiang Gang, and you dared to fight like this..."

"Ha ha……"

Sneering laughter came from the embers of the campfire, and the rough sound like a bellows sounded again and again.

"I won."

Nan Zhongxu did not respond this time.

He could no longer respond...

In the darkness, a creeping sound slowly sounded.

Lu Ming crawled slowly, bringing out a vague bloodstain, leaning against the wall of the mountain temple again, his scarlet eyes seemed to vaguely see Nan Zhongxu's dilapidated body in the darkness.

"what……"

"I won..."

Kill the eighth rank with the wounded body of the ninth rank.

This move is by no means unprecedented, but it is also a rare thing.

"Cough cough cough..."

A weak voice came out indistinctly.

"It's just that there is a reason to win."

(End of this chapter)