The strongest sword god

After breakfast, Su Ming left the stone house with his bow, arrow, sword, and dagger. Instead of going to the training ground, he left the Su family in the direction Xi Yu said, and went to the border of the Su clan to look for the black ghost tribe.

A few days ago, Su Ming learned from Su Han that the black ghost tribe is just a small tribe, with [-] warriors and [-] clansmen, and the most powerful person in the black ghost tribe has reached Fan's state of mind.

Destroying the black ghost tribe can not only complete the mission of improving the realm, but also help Xiyu take revenge, so after learning about this situation, Su Ming made the black ghost tribe the best task target.

The Black Ghost Tribe is attached to the Black Stone Tribe. This time the Black Ghost Tribe invaded the territory of the Su Tribe because of the order of the Black Stone Tribe. All the members of the Qian Clan moved into the territory of the Black Stone Tribe to prevent the Su Clan from retaliation.

Under the full sprint of the unicorn, Su Ming quickly came to the border of the Su clan. According to his memory, the place he went to was a small tribe before, but now it was an empty plain, so it must have been wiped out.

In Conferred God Continent, the weak prey on the strong, and those without strength either surrender or perish. Death may be a kind of relief for the weak.

When he saw a flag painted with a ghost pattern, Su Ming knew that he had finally found a black ghost tribe. It was not easy to find a small tribe on this endless grassland, so Su Ming was lucky.

"Master, please think twice. There are 310 four tribal fighters ahead, two immortal cultivators in the late stage of the state of mind, and two monsters in the late stage of the second stage. The probability of victory is 30.00%. It is recommended to consider carefully."

After Su Ming locked onto the black ghost tribe, the elf's voice sounded in his mind. As long as Su Ming determined the target, the elf would analyze the opponent's strength and the probability of victory. Make choices, and better win in battle.

"I didn't intend to destroy this tribe, I just wanted to use them to hone myself and weaken their strength by the way."

"It turned out to be like this. The little elf suggested to Master Su to make a quick decision. There are hundreds of people with the same aura as them tens of kilometers away, and among them are all immortal cultivators who are in the state of mind. At this moment, they are rushing in this direction. It will be reached in an hour."

Hearing the elf's words, Su Ming showed a smile on his face. He never thought that he was so lucky that the strongest force of the black ghost tribe would go out, so those who stayed in the tribe would definitely not be very strong. As long as he was careful, he would definitely let the black ghost tribe The ghost tribe had a headache for a while.

Su Ming jumped off the unicorn with a black iron bow on his back and a sharp sword in his hand, and sneaked into the territory of the black ghost tribe. At this time, a five-member patrol team appeared in front of Su Ming. Fortunately, they turned their backs to each other. Su Ming, did not find the existence of Su Ming.

He wanted to kill five people in a row without making a sound. It seemed that he was going to make a series of shots. After Su Ming made up his mind, he swung his right hand in the direction of the patrol team, and a cold light flew out from his sleeve. Start with the black iron bow.

The arrow sets the bow, and the hand draws the string.

"whoosh"

The arrow headed towards a soldier's back like a poisonous snake.

Su Ming stepped on the Cloud Trace Phantom, and as soon as the breeze passed, he disappeared on the spot. Although the speed was not as fast as daggers and arrows, he was able to break a soldier's neck when he turned his head.

After killing three people in a row silently in an instant, Su Ming didn't stop. He slammed the sharp sword forward, piercing the No.4 soldier's back and piercing his heart. While screaming, Su Ming jumped up and slapped his temples with both palms, sending him directly to heaven.

Taking off a soldier's clothes, Su Ming put it on himself, and swaggered towards the interior of the black ghost tribe.

Due to the successful disguise of his identity, Su Ming succeeded in consecutive sneak attacks, easily eliminated several patrol teams, and gradually approached the center of the black ghost tribe, beheading these ordinary tribe fighters. Su Ming did not use spiritual energy, but relied on his steps and swordsmanship kill.

As he got closer to the inside of the tribe and more and more soldiers patrolled, it became more and more difficult for Su Ming to strike.

"what..."

A scream resounded through the entire black ghost tribe, surprising all the fighters in the black ghost tribe.

Su Ming dealt with the three soldiers in front of him as quickly as possible, and quickly moved towards the next patrol team.

Although Su Ming's method of killing was fierce and quick, the closer he was to the tribe, the more patrolling soldiers, and it was basically impossible to deal with them silently. This scream made the black ghost tribe quickly put on alert .

"He's not from our tribe, kill him quickly." A warrior from the black ghost tribe recognized Su Ming and shouted loudly.

"Go to hell." Su Ming moved his feet lightly a few steps, swiped the sharp sword in his hand, and a sword energy flew away.

"Ah..." The soldier who spoke just now covered his neck, blood flowed down his palm, and fell down unwillingly.

Su Ming knew that he couldn't pretend anymore, so he relied on the phantom of the cloud to continuously shuttle among the warriors of the black ghost tribe. Everywhere he went, warriors kept falling. life

When approaching the center of the black ghost tribe, Su Ming stopped and looked ahead solemnly. He knew that the real opponent had appeared.

Standing in front of Su Ming were two burly men wearing dark iron armor. The two looked somewhat similar, and they were also riding the same kind of monsters. The strength has reached the late stage of the Fan state of mind.

The only difference between the two big men was that one used a mace and the other a sword. When the two of them appeared in front of Su Ming, the other tribal fighters automatically distanced themselves from them, leaving an open space for the three of them.

If there were only two late-stage immortal cultivators of the Mortal state of mind, Su Ming would still be able to fight against them with the help of the elves, but now that the two cultivators of the Mortal state of mind had two late-stage monsters under them, he had almost no chance of winning. Su Ming already had the idea of ​​fighting while retreating.

"Master, two fighters whose strength has reached the late stage of the Fan state of mind have injuries, and two piebald leopards whose strength has reached the late stage of the second level, and one of them has an injury. The chance of victory is 50.00%."

hurt?Looks like there is a chance.

Su Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, held a sharp sword in his hand, jumped up and attacked the two warriors, his eyes revealed incomparable confidence.

When Su Ming reached in front of the two mortal state warriors, he flickered the sharp sword in his hand, and then stepped on the Cloud Phantom, his body accelerated so fast that the two mortal state warriors couldn't react.

Su Ming selected the most seriously injured warrior, raised his sharp sword above his head, and slashed at that warrior. At this time, he did not use spiritual energy, but relied on the strength of his hands to attack.