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Chapter 65 The power of blood and energy, three-phase show power!

fast!
too fast!

Far faster, more ruthless, and more vicious than the first sword-drawing technique!

Stimulated by the astonishing murderous intent, Lu Ming's hair stood on end, and even his pupils shrank slightly.

Although this battle is for mutual learning, it is actually a fight to the death.

Lu Ming has made up his mind and will not give up until he achieves his goal.

And this behavior undoubtedly swept the court's face, and also swept the face of Li Tongfang and Wei Yuan.

If there was a chance to kill Lu Ming on the spot, Wei Yuan would never miss it.

The sword light flashed suddenly, but Lu Ming's sword speed suddenly increased, and the one who came later stopped in front of him.

Yun Guangshan's fencing secret skill: Yun Shan.

Yun Guangfeng's fencing is an assassination sword. It focuses on concealment and speed. Its secret skill Yunfeng's force-generating technique makes the speed of sword moves reach its peak.

With a sound of "ding", the long knife and the sharp sword intertwined, and they were in a simple stalemate but split at the touch of a touch. Lu Ming raised his leg before stepping on the sword to pursue, and saw that Wei Yuan took another strange step, and pulled out again in a flash. It was extremely uncomfortable for Lu Ming, but his long knife was just at the right distance.

The long knife in Wei Yuan's hand was attached to his ribs again.

The blood energy that had just attached to the long knife instantly retracted and attached to the body, this part of blood energy quickly circulated along the meridians in the body, and poured into the long knife again with a shocking momentum.

"Two cuts!"

"Zheng~~"

The sharp sound of the knife, faster and stronger!

The Thirteen Tribulation Slashes is a ferocious saber technique in which one blow is faster than one blow, and one knife is stronger than one knife!
The sword is like a thunderbolt, and the person is like a butterfly flying in the bush.

When the light of the sword flashed by, Lu Ming was bent over by the iron bridge. He watched the long sword flash past his chest, abdomen and face, causing a roar.

Before the whistling sound stopped, Lu Ming's waist and thighs exerted strength to drive his body to fly up like a spring. In the blink of an eye, Lu Ming had already bullied Wei Yuan in front of him.

The point of the long sword was as swift as the wind, Wei Yuan had no time to withdraw the sword and could only turn his head sideways.

Then the fierce wind swordsmanship came out.

Even if it's just a seventh-rank martial art, it's powerful in Lu Ming's hands.

But this time, Wei Yuan couldn't dodge.

He turned his wrist, and the long sword flew in circles. The light of the sword and the light of the sword intertwined, making a clanging sound and sparks of fire.

The two figures were both hazy and blurry. They moved very fast, flashing and leaping within a few inches, and the swords in their hands turned into afterimages, making it impossible for the others to catch them.

For a moment, it seemed as if there was a silver flower slowly blooming in this small concierge.

……

Outside the concierge, Li Tongfang slowly narrowed his eyes.

As the Ming City Lord of Xuanshui City, Li Tongfang had no knowledge of martial arts, and followed the civil service route of the imperial examination.

However, no matter how ignorant they are of martial arts, and no matter how much they despise martial arts barbarians, civil servants have to be familiar with and understand martial arts and warriors.

After all, in this other world, individual power can really turn the world upside down.

In Li Tongfang's cognition, official sixth-rank warriors are stronger than wild sixth-rank warriors.

When chatting with Wei Yuan, Li Tongfang also inquired about it.

According to Wei Yuan, Ma Nengwu and Lu Yao are not his opponents in Ruo Zhan.

Because even at the same level of martial arts, there are advantages and disadvantages, and the official martial arts is naturally the best.Wild warriors don't have the right to choose, they can only use what they have, and the sixth-rank true skills they cultivate are generally ordinary goods.

Specifically, the total amount of blood energy is insufficient, the recovery is not fast, and the body is not strong.

Moreover, the real skills of the sixth rank are rare, and the fighting skills of the sixth rank are not easy to get started... Most of the wild warriors of the sixth rank only have real skills, but no fighting skills, but the official warriors are different.

In this way, field warriors of the same level will definitely fall into a disadvantage.

Li Tongfang took a deep breath while looking at the swords and swords blooming in front of him, but his eyes turned cold.

With a wave of his hand, the army soldiers behind him lined up quickly, and soon surrounded the gatehouse.

What if... Lu Ming was no match for Wei Yuan, and was severely injured at the hands of Wei Yuan.

Then don't blame him, Li Tongfang, for being rude.

"You really think that the Lord of my city is easy to provoke!?"

……

In just ten seconds, there was a confrontation of hundreds of moves.

Amidst the surge of blood energy, the blooming sword light subsided in an instant.

"Ding ~"

The figures of the two changed from extremely moving to extremely still. In the next second, the swords collided and made an iron sound, and then pressed against each other, like two magnets stuck together, and then there was a crazy tremor!
Lu Ming and Wei Yuan wrestled brutally, they both gritted their teeth and held swords in their hands, refusing to budge!
The four eyes met, one person's gaze was as dark as an abyss, and the other's gaze was as firm as a mountain.

The scorching breath gushed out from the mouths of the two, faintly tinged with scarlet.

And in the next second, countless blood splashed out, and dense wounds suddenly appeared on the bodies of Lu Ming and Wei Yuan.

The blood that suddenly bloomed was like a mist, wrapping the two sixth-rank warriors in it. The clothes of both sides were torn like rags, and the remaining strips of cloth were also stained and wet with blood. Some.

But it wasn't a serious injury, and it wasn't a vital injury.

Whether it is Lu Ming or Wei Yuan, the sword wounds on their bodies only penetrate three-thirds of the flesh. Such injuries are insignificant in front of the physique of a sixth-grade warrior. The muscles can be clamped to stop the bleeding immediately, and the blood will not even affect the combat power. .

But what is more troublesome than flesh wounds is the power of the opponent's blood that pours into the body along with the wounds.

When a sixth-grade warrior fights, every move and every move contains the power of blood and energy. Once the enemy is injured, the power of blood and energy will enter the body.

And the entry of blood into the body is devastating for low-rank warriors.

For middle-rank warriors, blood energy entering the body is also a very troublesome thing.

Because the power of different blood energy will interfere with the operation of one's own blood energy.

This not only affects combat effectiveness, but is more like a bomb buried in the body that will detonate without knowing when.

But at this moment, these two people ignored it.

A sinister smile suddenly bloomed on Lu Ming's face.

His thin upper body swelled instantly.

The muscles all over his body were knotted and bulged, and he surged out with unmatched strength!

Wei Yuan's pupils immediately condensed to the size of a pinprick.

During the confrontation just now, Wei Yuan discovered one thing - Lu Ming's physique and even blood energy strength were only a line behind him!
This means one thing.

The sixth-grade true kung fu practiced by Lu Ming is extremely high-grade.

If you count Lu Ming's first entry into the sixth rank, he doesn't have much time to practice and cultivate his body and blood...

What he practiced was not the Blood Evil Star Art at all!
But at this moment, Lu Ming suddenly increased his strength, and it seemed that he still had more strength!

Wei Yuan didn't know that at this moment in Lu Ming's body, the evil spirit formed by meridians had opened his eyes.

It greedily swallowed... What it swallowed was the power of the alien blood energy that Wei Yuan had just injected into Lu Ming's body.

Not just swallowing, but as the evil evil phase devoured the alien blood, it actually transformed the alien blood into the blood of the three-phase demon-turning skill, and spat it out!
As a result, Lu Ming seemed to have received external help. Not only was he not threatened by the alien blood energy, but his strength was improved to a higher level!

As Lu Ming increased his strength, the stalemate between swords and swords was immediately broken.

The long sword was about to cut into Wei Yuan's neck when he pressed down, Wei Yuan made a wrong step, and unexpectedly used that weird step just now, pulling away the distance in an instant!
The long knife was attached to the ribs again, and the blood flow in the body circulated.

"three……"

"burst!"

Lu Ming's voice was like thunder!

Then he saw the evil energy flowing in Wei Yuan's eyes, his eyes were in a trance for a moment, the blood in his body was surging, and wisps of purple and black colors quickly covered his face.

Lu Ming could digest Wei Yuan's blood energy, but Wei Yuan couldn't digest the blood energy of the three-phase magic transformation skill...

Not only can't it be digested.

The blood energy of this three-phase magic transformation skill is extremely domineering, and it also has the effect of entering the body with evil spirits!
"stop!"

Li Tongfang shouted angrily, but Lu Ming ignored it.

He took one step forward and came to Wei Yuan's side, raising his left hand high.

"Collapse the mountain!"

"Do it!" Li Tongfang directly ordered the soldiers to surround and kill him without saying anything.

"Don't do it!" Wei Yuan, who had bit his tongue and woke up, gave the completely opposite order.

The soldiers were stunned for a moment, and saw Lu Ming hit Wei Yuan hard on the shoulder with a landslide!
"Crack..."

Wei Yuan's right hand drooped weakly.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Wei Yuan fell limp on the ground on the spot.

(End of this chapter)