106: Swordsman

The personal guards who had joined the battle also looked a little grim. Extremity Realm martial artists were not opponents they could handle, and those Hundred Weapons Sect Martial Artists who had managed to escape the Government Soldiers' encirclement were all considered skilled fighters.

Although they had a numerical advantage, if a real fight broke out, the outcome would be uncertain.

Just as Wu Lei was hesitating whether to immediately send for reinforcements, a figure appeared beside him.

"Leave those two Extremity Realm martial artists to me. You all block the other escaping fellows," Lu Ming said nonchalantly.

"This..." Wu Lei stared blankly, thinking he had misheard.

The surrounding personal guards, hearing Lu Ming's tone, also felt a considerable stir within their hearts.

Initially, not seeing his figure, they had thought he was afraid to fight and planned to escape. They never expected him to not only appear but also make such a bold statement.

How could two Extremity Realm martial artists be so easy to deal with? Not to mention the difference in Cultivation Realm, even their combat experience had a significant gap. They did not believe a Young Master like Lu Ming would have any combat insights.

And at this moment, among the Hundred Weapons Sect Disciples charging forward, a rough and booming voice rang out.

"You government lackeys, if you don't want to die, get out of this Lord's way and clear the path! I can still spare your lives."

The roar was extremely intimidating. As he spoke, a powerful True Qi erupted from his body, and instantly, strong winds raged around him.

"Form ranks!" Wu Lei shouted immediately, disregarding everything else.

Looking at his hand gripping the hilt of his sword, one could see that his palm was trembling slightly.

Facing two Extremity Realm martial artists was one thing, but he never expected one of them to be at the Perfection of the Limit Realm.

The first to appear was a burly man with a saber scar on his face, holding a blood-stained battle-axe. He wore a sinister smile, seemingly noticing the lack of experts in the battle formation, and naturally believed he could easily break through and escape Qingfeng Mountain.

A sharp Protective Aura gathered on the battle-axe, and as the aura reached its peak, the battle-axe swung out. A solidified arc of white Protective Aura, like an axe-light, tore through the air and exploded in front of the formation.

Bang!

A dull roar came, and although Wu Lei had mobilized the full power of the battle formation to block it, it still caused strong winds to rage around, and many soldiers in the formation found it unbearable, spitting blood and falling down.

Seeing this, the personal guards' expressions grew even uglier.

"Kill! We cannot let these people leave!" Luo Yongzheng, who had deep seniority in the Qingyang Royal Mansion, roared.

This operation targeting the Hundred Weapons Sect of Qingfeng Mountain was led by their Qingyang Royal Mansion. If they retreated without a fight and let these fellows escape, what face would their Qingyang Royal Mansion have left?

Everyone enjoyed the resources provided by the Qingyang Royal Mansion, so they were obligated to protect the Qingyang Royal Mansion's reputation. Therefore, even if they died here today, they had to stop them.

Those chosen as personal guards, besides having good strength and Aptitude, were more importantly loyal to the Qingyang Royal Mansion. A look of determination flashed in everyone's eyes.

Just as they were about to rush forward and defend against the enemy together, a gust of wind whistled past. Lu Ming, a step ahead of everyone, charged into the Hundred Weapons Sect's attacking ranks.

"So fast!" Seeing Lu Ming's figure turn into an afterimage, swiftly flashing past in the blink of an eye, everyone was stunned.

Buzz!

A saber's hum sounded, several cold glints flashed, and as the Blade Aura within them was instantly released, a sharp aura swept past. The next second, blood mist exploded, and shrill screams rang out.

The few Hundred Weapons Sect Disciples charging at the very front were unable to dodge and were easily cut down by the Blade Aura.

Lu Ming looked ahead calmly, a hint of indifference in his eyes.

"It's still not too late to retreat now. Those who take another step forward will die!" Lu Ming's cold voice echoed around, and everyone could hear the chill and indifference in that voice.

The charging team, which had been momentarily halted by these words, showed panic in many people's eyes after witnessing Lu Ming's sharp methods.

"Hmph, arrogant rat! I'll take you on!" Unexpectedly, there was such a young Extremity Realm martial artist among the blocking Government Soldiers, and he even dared to speak so presumptuously. The other Extremity Realm martial artist in the Hundred Weapons Sect's team could no longer tolerate it.

This was a middle-aged man in white clothes with a short beard. He held a sharp sword and charged forward, swinging his sword. Streaks of Sword Qi poured out like a pear blossom rain, sweeping towards Lu Ming.

Lu Ming watched the sky-full of Sword Qi sweep towards him. He took a step forward, and a massive True Qi erupted from his body. He swung his long saber, and an incredibly sharp Blade Aura tore through the air, whistling as it met the attack head-on.

Bang!

An explosion sounded. The sharp Blade Aura actually shattered the sky-full of Sword Qi directly. Seeing this, the middle-aged man's pupils constricted slightly, and a strong killing intent emerged within them.

Breaking through the surging wind, he thrust his sword towards Lu Ming's heart.

"Your speed is too slow!" A cold voice rang out, and Lu Ming raised his saber to block.

The sound of metal clashing rang out. The gilded long blade blocked the incoming sword blade, and as sparks flew, the middle-aged man's astonished gaze was reflected on the sharpened blade.

Looking down ahead, Lu Ming's expression was calm, like an ancient well without ripples.

"You..." The middle-aged man was utterly astonished. He hadn't expected the other party to block his sword, and this instantly made him realize that the other party's Cultivation seemed to be even above his own.

But how could this be? He had Cultivated diligently for nearly a hundred years, facing life and death for the Hundred Weapons Sect countless times to earn enough resources. How old was the other party? Although there were Medicinal Pills for eternal youth and corresponding Cultivation Techniques, the life aura could not be concealed.

According to his judgment, the young man in front of him was at most in his early twenties. Reaching the Limit Realm was already extraordinary talent, and he never expected this saber technique to be in no way inferior.

In his astonishment, Lu Ming's arm gripping the saber hilt suddenly exerted force. The powerful strength pressed down abruptly. This sudden burst made it impossible for the middle-aged man to resist, and his figure retreated rapidly backward.

A cold glint flashed on his body. Feeling suffocated, the middle-aged man quickly mobilized his True Qi to block.

Hoo-hoo!

Barely blocking that saber strike, the middle-aged man's breathing became rapid, and beads of sweat the size of beans seeped from his forehead, dripping down his cheek to the ground.

It wasn't until a sharp pain shot through his arm that he reacted, realizing that the young man in front of him had actually brought him immense pressure.

What was the origin of this person? His saber technique was astonishing, but even his strength had reached such a terrifying degree.

He suddenly regretted choosing the other party as an opponent.