NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 200 This Sword Of Mine Just Needs To Be Sharpened.
Su Ming's eyes were serious, the sword intent flashed in them, and he concentrated on sharpening the sword.
The sharpness keeps stacking and stacking.
He just sat there sharpening his sword, like a peerless swordsman.
Waiting quietly...
Wait for the arrival of that damned person.
...
Two hours later.
Su Ming's physical and mental strength, as well as his murderous intent, have reached their peak.
After sharpening the sword for two hours, the sharpness of the frost flame death mark sword in his hand has reached a terrifying level.
It is definitely far superior to ordinary high-grade diamond equipment for the time being.
At this moment, sharp and transparent energy flowed on the sword blade, making Su Ming feel a slight tingling in her fingers.
Suddenly, there was a burst of rapid footsteps from ahead, heavy and fast.
But the visitors were not Zhang Tang and Meng Qingtian, nor anyone from the Zhang family.
I saw a large snow-white marten carrying two girls, rushing from a distance.
The body of the fluorescent bone ferret was covered in blood, half of its chest had been blown open by thunder, and one of its legs was broken. It was actually running on its only three remaining legs.
The intestines are swaying outside, and you can even see its heart being exposed and pounding.
But it is still unyielding and would rather die than escape with its owner.
The girl in white on the ferret's back, the beast master Hua Ling, was also seriously injured.
Under Zhang Tang's command, Meng Qingtian never gave her a fatal blow, but tortured her endlessly.
Thunder would fall from time to time, blasting her back into a bloody mess.
Hua Ling's legs had been reduced to pieces.
At this moment, she was unable to stand up, lying on the back of the ferret, bleeding from all her orifices, and looked extremely miserable.
Even so, she held the hand of the little slave beside her tightly and refused to let go.
She wants to...carry out the justice in her heart.
In the blur, she saw a young man sitting in front of him sharpening his sword.
"Could it be that that person is also a member of the Zhang family?" Her eyes finally looked desperate.
If there were people from the Zhang family blocking her from the front, she would have no way to escape.
She could only use her last bit of strength to order the ferret to rush over.
She knew that it was probably impossible to get through.
call!
The wind howled.
She passed by Su Ming.
Her eyes were shocked. The young man didn't even make any move and just watched her pass by.
Could it be that he is not from the Zhang family?
She turned around and stared at Su Ming, her heart filled with the joy of surviving the disaster.
Su Ming's eyes were indifferent and he didn't even look at her.
He came here to do only one thing - to kill Zhang Tang.
For others, he has no interest.
He would not come to her rescue or kill her.
Because this person has nothing to do with him.
He sat alone on the ground, still sharpening his sword, his eyes serious.
Let the ferret scamper past.
Finally, a roar of storm resounded through the sky, accompanied by a large dark cloud in the distance.
The moonlight all over the sky became dim, and was covered by dark clouds.
Meng Qingtian's whole body was whirling in the breeze, he was riding the wind, and he flew into the air with Zhang Tang.
The moment the two of them saw Su Ming, their eyes narrowed slightly.
"Hiss...he is?"
"That guy from the auction house."
Zhang Tang grinned, landed at the same time as Meng Qingtian, and walked slowly over.
"Hahahaha, I didn't expect to meet you here!"
He raised his hand and shook it, and the soul hammer appeared and fell into his hand.
He looked at Su Ming, the killing intent in his eyes solidified instantly.
"Old Qing, that little slave will catch up later, with your thunder mark, they can't escape from the dungeon."
"Now, I want to kill him first!" Zhang Tang licked his lips, his eyes full of bloodthirsty killing intent.
For him, chasing the female beast master is just a game of cat and mouse, so he is not in a hurry to kill.
Seeing her fleeing in a panic a few more times made him the happiest, so he chased her for so long and was intoxicated by it, but he never completely suppressed her.
But for this mysterious man wearing a hood, it was different.
Zhang Tang just wanted to get rid of them and hurry up!
In his gloomy eyes, there was a strong killing intent.
Meng Qingtian nodded, and immediately notified all the masters of the Zhang family in this dungeon, they don't need to look any further, they gathered here immediately, and prepared to surround and kill this person!
Soon, the surrounding Zhang family masters gathered from all directions.
There are seven of them, all of whom are Rank 4 masters.
They are wearing uniform clothing with a "Zhang" character on the collar. In this copy, they can almost walk sideways, and no one dares to mess with them.
Among them, there was a detectorist who had roughly detected the direction of Su Ming's position, so these people had already entrenched around, and they rushed over quickly.
"Master!"
"Master."
"Young master!" A group of four-turn masters rushed over in the form of afterimages.
Afterwards, everyone unanimously bowed their hands to Zhang Tang and said respectfully.
Zhang Tang nodded, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Very well, this is the person."
Everyone, following his gaze, looked at Su Ming.
He was sharpening a broken sword.
"This...a broken sword?!"
"Master, are you sure it's this person?"
People's eyes were cold, but their faces were a little surprised.
What can a broken sword do?
At this moment, the seven Rank 4 masters all took out their weapons and approached Su Ming slowly.
They watched Su Ming, wanting to see what level of master he was.
But nothing.
"Oh, sharpen your sword before the battle, no wonder you dare to provoke Young Master Zhang, I'm afraid there is something wrong with your brain!" Several people surrounded Su Ming and approached slowly.
"Even if this sword was of good quality, it will be broken if it breaks, just like you, it will be broken in two soon." A soldier stepped forward and laughed.
Su Ming was expressionless, but just glanced at Zhang Tang with his eyes.
After confirming that it was Zhang Tang, the corners of his mouth finally curled up slightly.
"My sword, just sharpen it." He said calmly.
His voice spread around.
Su Ming's eyes were as calm as a pool of water, without the slightest emotion.
As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.
A broken sword, just sharpen it! ?
From the beginning to the end, Su Ming didn't look up and look around.
This courage, this pretense.
Let alone Zhang Tang, even Meng Qingtian felt a little surprised.
Even if he was rank five, he didn't dare to continue sharpening his sword in this situation.
Surrounded by so many rank-4 masters, what kind of agility is needed to retreat completely?
"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost." A four-turn swordsman sneered and took a step forward.
"It's ridiculous to hold a broken sword and polish it before the battle!" a soldier sneered.
"Tell me, how do you want to die!?"
"If you offend our Young Master Zhang, you will only die." In the palm of a magician, the magic power was condensed, and he almost wanted to make a move.
"Do you think you are Kong Ming, playing the piano in front of the battle, can scare us away?"
"It's just absurd, it's just a broken sword, you will definitely die."
Someone could hardly bear the killing intent, pulled out a long knife, and approached slowly.
In the dense forest hundreds of meters away, Hua Ling climbed on the ferret with a painful expression on his face.
Together with the little slave, she turned and looked over.
Looking through layers of dense forest, he managed to see this scene.