"You will lose all the faces of the warriors in this world."
Aples didn't move, didn't lift his hand, the dark blue light in front of him suddenly changed, and a violent spiral stirred in front of him. Luo Ming was trapped in it and couldn't help himself, and was shaken by the shape of the spiral belt. If he hadn't been holding the sword in his hand, almost even the sword would be thrown into the air. The impact of the spiral is even more huge, like a tornado, layer by layer, the real power is introduced into Luo Ming's body. Even with his strong internal strength, he couldn't withstand such a violent attack against his body.
Luo Ming has no strategy, it seems that he just instinctively felt the danger - or, the sword felt the danger of the host - desperately outputting true energy, and accelerated the rotation speed on its own. Due to the excessive speed of the rotation, it escaped the control of the Ables ghost force field and finally got out.
Aples did not feel pity. Today's Luo Ming is almost not worth his shot.
Luo Ming vomited blood and flew out far away, and saw two women, Qi Mei and Qi Qi. With a roar, his toes dropped slightly, he sprinted with his feet, and slashed with his sword. Aples remained unmoved and stood clasped.
Before the sword could reach it, a wisp of sword energy slammed into his head from his intuition, Luo Ming unconsciously returned to the sword to resist. When the two swords intersected, Shen Yiren was knocked back seventeen steps, but Luo Ming also stopped.
"He really got weaker." Shen Yiren stabilized his body, but was not injured at all. In the past, this was unimaginable.
Luo Ming stopped, but it wasn't because he gave up sniping to kill Qi Mei and others. He stared at Shen Yiren fiercely, and suddenly opened his mouth.
"Over quiet... over quiet..."
Luo Ming roared uncontrollably, but his tone was unexpectedly closer to 'human'.
"Where did you find this sword!?"
Shen Yiren found the rapier sword in the secret room of the King of Poison in the underground palace. But I don't know the name of this sword.
However, this sword can smash Diyuan Longtu three times without incident, and it is an extraordinary product.
Elder Shou stroked his beard and recalled: "I heard that the late Mrs. Luo's nickname was 'Yu Jing'. This sword has a slender body and was originally designed for women. Maybe... it is Mrs. Luo's sword."
Don't worry, hot blue man... coming back soon
Chapter 129 Di Yuan Long Tu
Fifteen years ago, speaking of the Luo family couple, it was the yearning of countless martial arts couples.
The Luo family's wife's surname is Lin, and she and Luo's name are childhood sweethearts. The blue silk to the white head, and the elder to support each other, they are indeed a pair of enviable immortal companions on the rivers and lakes.
It's a pity that Mrs. Luo suffered from a strange disease, and it was difficult for Luo Ming to invite countless doctors to work. With Luo's famous martial arts and many famous medical methods, there are almost no incomprehensible diseases in the world. The difficulty is that Mrs. Luo's disease came too quickly, and it was difficult to contain the attack.
It is said that Tiezhen in Northern Xinjiang has a strange sword 'hunting deer in the sea', which is a legend of soldiers. With deep inner strength, all strange poisons and strange diseases can be delayed. As long as this blade is in hand, Mrs. Luo will have a lot of time to find suitable treatment methods, and it may not be really helpless.
Luo Ming loved his wife so much that he was willing to replace Luojian Villa at that time. It is a pity that on the day he dressed up and set out for the northern border, his wife passed away. Not even the last word could be said. The Luo family mourned everywhere. The Lonely Heavenly Sword, who was never used to talking about his thoughts to outsiders, spent ten days and ten nights in the secret chamber of Lianshen Casting Cauldron, and came out with a delicate rapier in his hand. The master of Luozhuang did not say a word, and placed the sword in the Jianxin Xiaozhu. Before being replaced by the sword left behind after the death of the eldest son, Luo Ming faced the sword day and night, and since then he has no longer talked about casting the sword. Even the Luo family didn't pay much attention to it.
Mostly since then, Tianjian's heart has been hollowed out. All ambition and tyranny also faded away. If it wasn't for the adopted son, the Green King, who came to ask for it, the day when Tianjian would retire from the rivers and lakes would come sooner than anyone imagined.
Therefore, if it is not for the Emperor Yuan Long Tu in Luo Ming's hands, the 'Yu Jing' that Shen Yiren took out of the Poison King's secret room should be the work of Luo Ming's life.
Luo Ming's eyes were red, and the sudden appearance of 'Yu Jing' seemed to shake the consciousness in the chaos. His tone finally became human-like.
"Return... Yu Jing to me!"
Luo Ming roared, and the whole person flew out like a projectile fired from a sling, full of destructive power. The action was so fast that Shen Yiren couldn't even react, only to feel a deep and quiet blue light shining in front of him, with a 'boom', accompanied by a scream, Luo Ming had been bounced back to the spot.
At this time, Shen Yiren noticed that the big man in the northern border standing in front of him was slowly withdrawing the iron fist that was stretched forward. She couldn't see the confrontation at that moment.
There was another roar in the ear, Luo Ming turned up from the dust, and his strength was bulging, but he was not injured at all. He gasped violently, and supported the ground with both feet and one hand. His shape was like a beast, and it was hard to tell how much human form he still had under the influence of the sword.
"Over quiet... over quiet..."
He didn't seem to care about his injuries at all, and even the powerful opponent who could kill him in front of him only saw the sword named after his wife's nickname.
With a roar, he rushed towards him with a more arrogant and fierce momentum than before.
Everything was in vain until it was combined with the ghostly force field of Candlelight. Aples blocked Luo Ming's actions with ghost nerves.
This time, however, the situation was different from last time.
- The strength is actually stronger by three points, how can the increase in internal strength be so strong.
Until I saw the dragon-headed giant sword that had already been filled with blood dragon patterns, the fierce sword full of blood, filled with Luo Ming's same, no, even more vicious aura.
- The source of this power is this sword
And what was even more amazing was the scarlet red light shining on the blade of Diyuan Longtu's sword, and the sound of the dragon's roar could be faintly heard. Luo Ming, who was unable to move in the ghost force field, seemed to have suddenly obtained the authority to act. Although his body was still unable to move, he only held Diyuan Longtu's right arm and swung it rapidly.
Shen Yiren was between two peerless masters, and it was difficult to perform martial arts at all. All martial arts skills are useless in this situation. She subconsciously pulled out her sword and stabbed Luo Ming with one sword.
Diyuan Longtu, who was full of arrogance and fierceness, was like a dragon's wicked mouth, and slammed down the slender sword of 'Yu Jing'. Not only was this sword far superior in internal strength to the fierce battle just now, but it also had an effect like a candle shining faintly on the sword. Aples was caught off guard and difficult to rescue, even if he could kill Luo Ming with one punch, he would not be able to save Shen Yiren who killed Xiangxiaoyu under the dragon's mouth.
At the critical moment, Chimang slanted to the side, and heard Luo Ming roar: "...Yujin...No!" It turned out that he stopped Diyuan Longtu by himself and slashed to the ground. When the power is concentrated in one blow, it suddenly deflects, and it is better to save one blow and suffer internal injuries.
However, Shen Yiren's sword did not stop, and just pierced Luo Ming's chest with that sword.
When the sword passed through Luo Ming's heart, the world seemed to stand still.
"… you… "
Luo Ming's body slowly slipped from Shen Yiren's sword, bringing out a sword dripping with blood.
"This..." Shen Yiren looked at the blood on the sword, as if in a dream, still couldn't believe it.
"This person has done all the evil things, and he can't be forgiven. Leave this person to me. You go and save him first."
The voice of Aples entered my ears.
"I just woke up from this fellow's mind-consciousness technique. It was a terrifying illusion. The middle man would be immersed in it without knowing the years and years. It has been in the dream for several years outside. I know what year and month it will take to wake up. If brother Ming is also caught in the same way, he will not wake up without anyone helping him."
Shen Yiren, who had walked a few steps, couldn't help but look back at Luo Ming, his heart suddenly throbbing. Then suddenly ran towards the refining god Zhuding.
Aples looked at Luo Ming, who fell in a pool of blood. Luo Ming's heart was wounded, but he was carrying Canghai to hunt deer, and most likely would not die.
"Luo Ming, I lost to you once, and you let me go. You are not in a good state at the moment, and it is not a heroic act for me to kill you. However, the enmity between you and me is as deep as the sea, but it is hard to say what nonsense is right. I will only break it today. You have one hand and one foot. But I'm going to kill your four sons, destroy your refining god and cast a cauldron, and set fire to your Luojian Villa. If you kill a thousand ghosts, I will kill two thousand people in your Luo family. If you want revenge, come to me anytime."
Luo Ming's body suddenly stood up, trapping him firmly, and he couldn't even move his fingers. As long as Aples's thoughts move, the force field can crush Luo Ming's hands and feet.
Suddenly hearing a puff of laughter, Aples looked sideways, the person laughing was the Southern Border Poison King who had been beside him.
Aples frowned.
"You'll be next soon. What's so funny?"
The ghosts and gods appeared beside the Poison King in an instant. In front of a magical warrior, defeat has always been overwhelming. Aples grabbed with a big hand and carried the shriveled old man in his hand.
"You're tricking Luo Ming's side, and you don't know how much of your plan to kill my brother ghost. Do you think I really dare not kill you?"
The old man couldn't stop smiling, but the answer was irrelevant.
"Do you know what you're up against?"
Aples frowned, waiting for him to speak.