"Mr. Fan, you don't have to worry about who he is, just kill him in the meantime and do it quickly, lest the Zijin Chamber of Commerce get wind of it and come over."
Xue Hui spoke in a deep voice, and led several swordsmen to step forward to arrest Xia Qingya.
"If you dare to take another step forward, you will die."
A cold voice came from the mouth of the young man at the front.
Almost at the moment Tang Ming looked towards Xia Qingya, Fan Jinlong suddenly launched an offensive, and the sharp sword light struck with the most violent attack.
"Boy, those who dare to be distracted in front of me are really desperate."
Fan Jinlong's eyes were cold, and when he saw that the sword light was about to kill the young man with a sword, his heart suddenly tightened, and endless panic surged into his heart.
Huh! A flower in front of my eyes.
Tang Ming disappeared from Fan Jinlong's sight in an instant. The next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist. He quickly let go and retreated. His right arm was shaking uncontrollably and his face was full of horror.
His long sword was taken away the moment it came into contact.
"Are you worthy of being called a sword cultivator?
Please don’t tarnish the sword cultivator’s name.”
Tang Ming looked disdainful and threw the long sword away, then slapped the hilt of the sword with his palm.
"Whoosh——" The long sword flew out more than ten meters in an instant, as fast as lightning, and directly pierced the throat of the swordsman who was trying to catch Xia Qingya, and blood spattered more than three feet high.
More than ten meters away, a sword penetrated the throat! Fan Jinlong's cold eyes narrowed, he could not have done this sword.
Tang Ming looked at Fan Jinlong with a faint smile: "Why, don't you think this sword is amazing?
Before you die, let me open your eyes.
"As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed behind him with one hand.
Boom! Strong Qi burst out.
Behind him, the long sword that was originally inserted into the swordsman's neck suddenly vibrated, drawing blood from the corpse. He turned the sword head in mid-air and attacked again.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
The sword light flew in all directions, and blood splattered all over the sky.
Human tragedy.
A dozen swordsmen, including Xue Hui, were instantly killed by a sword piercing their throats before they understood what was going on.
"How is that possible! You know how to wield a sword!"
Fan Jinlong was shaken all over, and the expression on his face was as frightened as if he had seen a ghost.
Seeing the long swords flying all over the sky without any control in front of him, he trembled all over and felt a turmoil in his heart.
The art of sword control! According to legend, it is a top-secret sword technique that can only be performed when the will of the sword is at its peak. It has been lost for a hundred years. Unexpectedly, it will reappear today! This is a peak sword technique that even a martial arts master cannot control! "Damn it! Tianhai
Chamber of Commerce, how dare you harm me!"
"With this person here, who in the world is the opponent of Zijin Chamber of Commerce?"
Fan Jinlong was so frightened and angry that he turned around and galloped away into the darkness without even having time to think about it.
As a swordsman, the moment his sword was taken away, his heart for swordsmanship collapsed. What's more, the opponent also had terrifying sword control skills.
"Can you run away?"
Tang Ming shook his head indifferently, energy bursting out from his palms.
Whoa! The long sword trembled and trembled violently, and shot out like a bullet. In an instant, it swept fifty meters and penetrated Fan Jinlong to the ground, killing him with one blow.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Xia Kuihu collapsed on the ground and turned pale with fright when he saw Tang Ming's sword control skills.
A sword with cold light came from the sky and flew thousands of meters to kill the enemy general.
The art of sword control has been a divine swordsmanship that Chinese swordsmen have dreamed of throughout the ages. However, since the art of sword control was lost, this wonder has only appeared in rumors.
Today, the art of sword control was revealed again, and he saw it with his own eyes! Xia Kuihu trembled all over, still a little shocked: "Tang, Mr. Tang, do you really know how to control a sword?"
"This is not the art of controlling a sword. It's just controlling objects with external force."
Tang Ming smiled lightly and shook his head.
What he just performed was indeed not the art of controlling a sword, it was just a burst of powerful external energy and movement of breath to forcefully drive things outside of him.
The true art of sword control requires refining your own natal sword, cultivating the sword's heart, cultivating the sword's soul, changing it as you please, and wielding the sword for thousands of years.
Sword cultivation is the most aggressive, using attack instead of defense. One sword can break through all kinds of magic, and one sword can kill all enemies.
"I got the Blood Spirit Golden Crystal, and I can refine it into a flying sword of my life, but..." "The real art of sword control requires at least the golden elixir stage to exert its powerful strength. Before that, it needs to be brewed with the soul.
Cultivate your sword heart.”
Tang Ming thought secretly.
At this time, Xia Qingya also trotted over in shock.
Xia Qingya's pretty face was still filled with fear and panic: "Tang Ming, thank you... you, you saved me again."
"It's just a piece of cake. When I was leaving the hotel, I saw someone following your convoy with murderous intent, so I followed you to prevent any accidents."
Tang Ming explained: "Anyway, the Blood Spirit Gold Crystal you gave me is very valuable, and it can be regarded as repaying your favor."
Xia Qingya was a little confused: "Blood Spirit Gold Crystal?"
"This is it."
Tang Ming took out the dark red meteorite iron. This thing was indeed a rare treasure in the world. If Xia Qingya hadn't given it to him, it would have been taken away by the Zhou family and Yingzhou warriors.
"Mr. Tang, thank you for your help."
Xia Kuihu stood up staggeringly, cupped his hands and clasped his fists towards Tang Ming and said: "Now we and other guards have suffered numerous casualties and are unable to protect the eldest lady. In order to prevent accidents, can I trouble Mr. Tang to wait for a moment while the Zijin Chamber of Commerce sends someone to come over to respond?"
"Well, I'm fine anyway."
Tang Ming nodded lightly.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Tang."
Xia Kuihu was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed down, but he spat out a mouthful of blood due to the injuries in his body. He had been attacked by Fan Jinlong before, and his whole body was almost covered in blood.
"Uncle Tiger..." Xia Qingya hurried over, helped him sit down, and quickly took out her mobile phone to call an ambulance.
"Miss, you can't call an ambulance."
Xia Kuihu stopped her movement, shook his head and said: "We can't go back to Zhonghai now. Tianhai Chamber of Commerce has many eyes and ears. If we go back, we will definitely be discovered."
"But Uncle Hu, your injury..." Xia Qingya was so anxious that she was spinning around.
"I'll do it."
Tang Ming stepped forward and quickly tapped Xia Kuihu's acupuncture points with his hands a few times, and the bleeding immediately stopped.
But Xia Kuihu's face was still sluggish and pale.
Tang Ming frowned and said, "Did you just reverse the martial arts aura?"
Xia Kuihu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Well, the situation was critical just now. I had no choice but to reverse the aura and tried to resist, but unfortunately, Fan Jinlong's sword broke the defense."
Tang Ming continued to ask: "Is that Fan Jinlong considered a strong person in the world?"
"Of course, Fan Jinlong is a martial arts master, or a martial arts master who has understood the will of swordsmanship. He was the top master in the world five years ago. He is a first-class strong man in South China, only weaker than the martial arts master."
"Such strong men are the ones that all major forces are competing to recruit. As long as the martial arts masters don't take action, their strength is the strongest in the world. After all, there are few masters who live in seclusion all year round..." Xia Kuihu said halfway.
, suddenly woke up.
Fan Jinlong is the best among martial arts masters. This strong man was killed by Tang Mingyi. Could it be that-"Mr. Tang, you are a martial arts master!"
Xia Kuihu was shocked and quickly clasped his fists in salute: "I didn't know you were the Grand Master before, Mr. Tang. My attitude was very disrespectful. Please forgive me."
Martial arts master.
This is a peerless strong man who founded a sect and taught martial arts. For a strong man of this level, ordinary thermal weapons are no longer lethal to him, and his status is transcendent.
A master cannot be insulted.
Every martial arts master is a giant in the world and must not be disrespected!