Dining room.

"gentlemen!"

When Zhao Xuantie and Wu Minghu saw Lu Ming return, they hurriedly spoke in unison with joy.

"Sir, did you kill that person?" Zhao Xuantie asked.

Lu Ming shook his head and said helplessly: "That boy is lucky. The old man ghost has a desire to cherish his talents and rescued him from under my sword!"

When Zhao Xuantie and Wu Minghu heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Rong Jiu was obviously the core disciple of the Rong family. If Lu Ming really killed him, he would completely become a situation of never ending.

Now that Rong Jiu has been saved by the Ghost Face Slave, things have turned around and their relationship with the Rong family is not irreparable.

——

In the yard.

"Hahaha……"

The ghost-faced slave laughed loudly. Although Rong Jiu's sword was not as good as him, his understanding of the sword was not inferior to him.

After three moves, the Ghost Face Slave was very happy, "Boy, your sword skills can be much better than your grandfather's old boy."

"Senior praised it, grandfather's sword skills are not something that juniors can do." Rong Jiu was extremely modest in front of the ghost-faced slave, and he was not angry about the 'old boy'.

The three moves just now, the ghost-faced slave pointed at the flaws in his sword technique, which gave him a new understanding of the sword.

"That's because he has lived for a long time. When you reach his age, your sword skills will definitely be better than him!"

The ghost-faced slave patted Rong Jiu's shoulder with a slightly solemn expression, "Okay, if you can let go of the grudge between your Rong family and that boy, then let go..."

Rong Jiu frowned slightly. In his opinion, the grudge between Lu Ming and the Rong family was absolutely irreconcilable.

Even if the ghost-faced slave saved his life, everyone will go to their own!

"This kid is better than you think." The ghost-faced slave knew that Rong Jiu couldn't listen, and sighed and continued, "Do you know why I am here?"

Rong Jiu also had a doubt in his heart, how could he be in a secular organization like the Martial Arts Association as a ghost-faced slave?

"I don't hide it from you, I'm defeated by that kid." The ghost-faced slave said calmly.

Rong Jiu opened his mouth wide and looked at the ghost-faced slave in disbelief.

In his eyes, the ghost-faced slave's sword technique is no less than his grandfather... he actually lost to Lu Ming?

How is this possible?

"Senior, you must be joking, right?" Rong Jiu was a little disbelief and thought that the ghost-faced slave was joking with him.

The ghost-faced slave patted Rong Jiu on the shoulder again and sighed: "I'm going to say that, boy... You and I don't have the fate of master and apprentice, let's go!"

At this moment, the door of the Martial Arts Association was pushed open again.

Two men and one woman walked in swayingly. When they saw Rong Jiu, one of the men in white T-shirts couldn't help laughing, "Rong Jiu, look at you, are you revenge?"

Rong Jiu's face looked a little ugly, "Jiang Mian, when is it your turn to worry about my Rong family's affairs?"

When Jiang Mian heard this, she laughed, "Looking at your grimace, you should be defeated by that person. I just said, "You are not his opponent, but I have to do it!"

Jiang Mian knocked on Rong Jiu and ridiculed him without giving him any face.

The ghost-faced slave looked at the three people who suddenly appeared and looked unhappy, "You have to break into the martial arts association, and you should punish me!"

After that!

Three terrifying sword auras slashed directly at the three of them!

Ghost Sword Shura, gods and ghosts retreat.

The three swords of the Ghost Face Slave slashed out without reservation, and he promised Lu Ming to protect the Martial Arts Association!

He doesn't care about the identities of the three people in front of him!

Jiang Mian looked at the three swords that the ghost-faced slave slashed, felt the power of the three swords, and suddenly there was a hint of green light in his hand.

He waved his hand and heard a buzzing sound, and the green light turned into a jade short sword, facing the sword energy of the ghost-faced slave.

Breaking—

Sword Qi and sword Qi collided.

The ghost-faced slave's body shook slightly, while Jiang Mian took a step back and rushed to deal with the ghost-faced slave's three swords. He also lost half a move!

The ghost-faced slave's eyes burst out with two rays of splendor. Unexpectedly, Jiang Mian was not old and could take his three swords so easily.

"Jiang Mian, stop being rude!"

Rong Jiu was angry. The ghost-faced slave was his savior, so he naturally couldn't watch Jiang Mian attack him.

Jiang Mian put away the jade sword and snorted coldly, "Rongjiu, is this person the legendary person? Why are you embarrassed to meet people while wearing a mask?"

"Don't talk nonsense, how could it be that boy for senior!" Rong Jiu frowned and felt a little unhappy with Jiang Mian.

"Hurry up and apologize to seniors, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Jiang Mian sneered, "Why are you not polite to me?"

"Jiang Mian, okay, they are all their own people." The only woman beside Jiang Mian spoke.

The woman's oval face looks like a rich woman, wearing a white long dress, which highlights her a sense of outrage.

"Listen to Huan'er." Jiang Mian smiled at Huan'er, showing a pleasing look.

Then, Jiang Mian asked Rong Jiu: "Rong Jiu, where is that person? Could it be a turtle with a head-shrinking turtle?"

"I just said... Jiang Shengzhong must have made a mistake. Even if there is someone in this world who can make Jiang Shengzhong ring three times, it is definitely our Jiang family."

"Jiang Yan is really unreliable in doing things. He added fuel to the fire and said that person so awesome..."

"Brother Lu, do you think so?" Jiang Mian's eyes fell on the man who had never spoken.

The man has darker skin, and compared to Jiang Yan and Rong Jiu, he is not very handsome, but gives people more simplicity and honesty.

But those sharp eyes like stars symbolize that he is very strong.

"This person is definitely not a mediocre person who can make Jiang Sheng bell ring four times!" Lu Zhan spoke, his voice unbearable to question.

Jiang Mian curled his lips, but did not question Lu Zhan, after all, he was the leader of the four.

Among the four ancient tribes, the Lu family is also recognized as the strongest.

"Rong Jiu, have you found that kid?" Jiang Mian looked at Rong Jiu.

"I'm defeated!" Rong Jiu looked ugly.

Jiang Mian laughed again, "If you lose, you will lose. What about that kid, let him come out. I will meet him in person to see if he is..."

laugh--

Before Jiang Mian finished speaking, a sword energy came from behind him.

Jiang Mian was like a ray of light on her back, and she was shocked and sweated coldly.

Fortunately, he reacted very quickly, and a green light flashed in his hand, and the jade sword directly met.

bite--

After a crisp sound, the small jade sword was knocked away and directly hit Jiang Mian's chest.

Dingdengdeng—

Jiang Mian staggered back four or five steps, staring at the figure slowly walking towards the arch on the left with a pale and serious look.

"Palm Sword, unfortunately I almost ignite the fire!" Lu Ming's cold voice came, "You Jiang family can walk around the world because I took Jiang Shengzhong away!"

"It would be fine if your Jiang family didn't kneel down and thank him, but they were still rude here!"

Lu Ming's face was not good-looking, his voice became a little colder, and his eyes fell on Jiang Mian, which made Jiang Mian feel a strong sense of suffocation.

"I……"

Jiang Mian was about to speak, but her throat was sweet.

"puff……"

He could no longer suppress the injury he had just made, and he vomited blood, his face turned from pale to sallow!

Lu Ming is much better than he imagined!
Chapter completed!