Invincibility starts from the swallowing of time and space

Chapter 66 This Is You Forcing Me

The person who spoke such provocative words was none other than the indifferent deputy commander Zhang Qianmo.

Lu Ming realized in an instant that most of the demon-suppressing envoys gathered here were probably Zhang Qianmo's direct descendants, that is to say, Lu Ming wanted to compete with some of them for the position of the eighth rank.

"His heart is terrible. In this way, these guys still have to fight with me? Even if it wasn't for the eighth rank, they would never want to lose to me, an unknown junior who came from the county."

During this period of time, Lu Ming took the people from the Law Enforcement Hall to fight hamsters, but his influence was still limited to the counties under Donghua Mansion, and only a few people in the towns and towns of the town had heard of him.

Tie Lihua snorted slightly, and said unceremoniously: "Vice Commander Zhang's remarks are unfair. The Commander once said that as long as Lu Ming practiced swords for three days, he could be promoted to rank eight."

Zhong Qianzhong stood there lazily, squinting his eyes and pretending to be asleep, and did not interrupt the two of them again.

Zhang Qianmo showed a stiff smile, clasped his fists at Tie Lihua and said: "Commander Tie misunderstood, and it was for the sake of fairness that I made such a bad move. Even if Master Lu doesn't use that sword technique, as long as he can beat my subordinates These Nine-Pin Town Demon Envoys should naturally give up their seats."

Tie Lihua was taken aback for a moment, obviously did not expect Zhang Qianmo to back down again, which obviously gave Lu Ming one more chance.Even if Lu Ming doesn't have three days to get started, as long as he defeats others with his own strength, he can still get the title of the eighth rank.

Lu Ming was even more surprised, because he knew the details of Zhang Qianmo, who was obviously hostile to the demon master of Qinglan Town, why did he suddenly show favor?
"Could it be because of guilt?" Lu Ming thought to himself, and quickly denied it in his heart. He would rather think of the other party as more sinister.

Zhang Qianmo continued: "It's just that life and death are unpredictable in the battle of swords and swords. If someone really hurts someone, I hope the iron commander will not pursue it."

Tie Lihua glanced at Lu Ming, then snorted softly, "To each other."

"If you lose, admit defeat immediately, don't try to be brave." Tie Lihua whispered to Lu Ming again, and then stepped aside, standing beside Zhong Qianzhong.

"Okay, let's start." Zhong Qianzhong waved his hand and said impatiently.

Lu Ming came to the center of the Martial Arts Arena and stood still, clasped his fists at dozens of demon suppressing envoys in the distance, and raised his voice, "Please enlighten me."

He had roughly guessed Zhang Qianmo's plan, the sword and the eyeless words, it was for the purpose of killing himself openly.

There is really nothing wrong with saying this kind of thing. In order to compete for the eye-catching title of Cong Bapin, it is understandable that this battle should be ruthless.In front of officials, no one will show mercy. This battle is no longer a rivalry, but a real battle.

This is an upright conspiracy, even Zhong Qianzhong will not stop it, on the contrary, he is happy to see it come to fruition.In the Zhenyao Division, everyone respects martial arts, and this level of fighting has long been commonplace.

However, Zhong Qianzhong said lightly: "The demons in our towns and cities can't bully people. How long will there be so many people fighting? There can only be three people."

"Yes." Zhang Qianmo accepted the order without hesitation, and looked at his demon emissary.

Among the group of town demon envoys, a thin figure quickly walked out, clasped his fists to Lu Ming and said coldly: "Donghua Mansion Jiupin Town Demon Envoy Wang Donglai, please enlighten me."

Lu Ming was still thinking about what kind of posture he should use to win consecutively, when he suddenly heard the other party's cold shout, he clasped his fists and said, "Please!"

Needless to say, this Wang Donglai's blood was shocked, and Lu Ming could tell that the other party was also a Ninth Rank Consummated True Martial Artist.In this town demon division, it is not uncommon for a true martial artist of the ninth rank to complete, and judging from the age of this person, he should not exceed 30 years old.

Boom!
The bluestone under his feet trembled, Wang Donglai already drew his knife in his hand, and rushed towards him with swift steps like the wind.

"It's good to practice with these people, at least you can see more martial arts." Lu Ming concentrated his mind, drew his saber in his hand, and with the wind blowing under his feet, he turned into an erratic figure to meet him.

The way to fight the enemy is to know yourself and the enemy. If you just blindly improve yourself, but you are ignorant and ignorant, you will only develop abnormally in the end.Therefore, the truly strong ones come out of countless battles.

Open the mountain!
Lu Ming ran the Misty Cloud Walk, and soon encountered the opponent, his nimble aura suddenly changed, and turned into a violent slash with a turbulent and domineering aura.

At the same time, Wang Donglai's posture like a breeze blowing on his face was integrated with the next slash, and the slash was made silently, just like a breeze blowing his face, strange and terrifying.

This saber technique is completely different from Lu Ming's, but it is similar to Lang Song's Falling Leaf Saber Technique, but it pays more attention to weird and unpredictable attacks, with a bit of viciousness.

boom!
Lu Ming's slash did not hit the opponent's lancet, but was attracted by the opponent's saber, and cut to the bluestone ground, a crack was opened on the ground.

At the same time, Wang Donglai slashed across Lu Ming's waist, ruthlessly.

bass!
How could Lu Ming allow the opponent to hit him? The Misty Cloud Step moved to the limit, and when he made a wrong step, he missed the opponent's blade by a narrow margin and came behind him.

Wang Donglai's strange knife only hit the afterimage of Lu Ming, not even the corner of his clothes.

"The Ninth Grade Body Technique is complete, not bad!" Zhong Qianzhong raised his eyelids slightly, and recited lightly.

Tie Lihua just nodded. The Ninth-Rank Body Skill might be something to be proud of in Qinglan Town, but here it is a lot of things, and there is nothing to show off.

On the martial arts arena, Lu Ming and Wang Donglai did not stagnate in the slightest. Both of them had perfected their body skills, and no one could touch the other.

Lu Ming's mountain-opening saber technique was violent, and Wang Donglai's saber technique was clever and weird, but they crossed dozens of times, but they never really collided once, so naturally it was hard to tell the winner.

The clouds and smoke were lingering, and the wind was blowing the dust and sand. In the end, neither of the two men drew their swords. They were just like two dancing butterflies, circling around, which was pleasing to the eye.

"You forced me to do this, so I just took this opportunity to break through again." Lu Ming snorted secretly from the bottom of his heart.

At the same time, he suddenly shouted vigorously: "Look at the knife!"

The lancet that had been hanging down suddenly was lifted up, and the difference was evident when the knife moved together.

At this time, Wang Donglai, who wanted to avoid it again, suddenly found that his whole body was covered by Lu Ming's knife, and he couldn't avoid it.

"Have you completed your saber technique?" Zhong Qianzhong's eyes widened slightly.

Tie Lihua was also shocked, and couldn't help shaking her hands.

boom!
As soon as Wang Donglai urged the golden light to protect his body, he was slashed by Lu Ming with a single knife, and he flew out directly, falling a hundred feet away, vomiting blood endlessly.

"Thank you, Chengquan, for helping me perfect my saber technique!" Lu Ming put away his saber and stood, cupping his fists at the unwilling figure in the distance, thanking him.

puff!
Wang Donglai's blood surged, and he passed out.

(End of this chapter)