MTLNOVEL Chapter 200 My sword just needs some sharpening
Su Ming's eyes were serious, with sword intent flashing in them, and he concentrated on sharpening the sword.
The sharpness kept increasing.
He just sat there sharpening the sword, like an unparalleled swordsman.
Quietly waiting...
Waiting for the arrival of the damned man.
...
Two hours later.
Su Ming's physical strength, mental strength, and killing intent had all accumulated to the peak.
After sharpening the sword for two hours, the sharpness of the Frost Flame Death Mark Broken Sword in his hand had reached a terrifying level.
It was definitely far superior to ordinary diamond top-grade equipment.
At this moment, the sharp transparent aura flowed on the blade, making Su Ming feel a slight tingling in his fingers.
Suddenly, a hurried sound of footsteps came from the front, heavy and swift.
But the person coming was not Zhang Tang and Meng Qingtian, nor anyone from the Zhang family.
I saw a snow-white fluorescent bone mink carrying two girls, rushing from a distance.
The whole body of the ferret was covered in blood, half of its chest had been shattered and split open by the thunder, and one of its legs was broken. It was running on its three remaining legs.
Its intestines were swaying outside, and you could even see its heart exposed and pounding.
But it was still resolute and unyielding, and would rather die than escape with its master.
The girl in white on the ferret's back, the beastmaster Hua Ling, had already been seriously injured.
Under Zhang Tang's command, Meng Qingtian never gave her a fatal blow, but tortured her endlessly.
Thunder fell from time to time, blasting her back into a bloody mess.
Hua Ling's legs had been shattered into pulp.
At this moment, she was no longer able to stand up, lying on the ferret's back, bleeding from all seven orifices, looking extremely miserable.
Even so, she held the hand of the little slave beside her tightly, unwilling to let go.
She wanted to...carry out the justice in her heart.
In the blur, she saw a young man leaning against the front and sharpening his sword.
"Could it be that that person is also from the Zhang family?" Her eyes finally showed despair.
If someone from the Zhang family blocked her in front, she would have no way to escape.
She could only use her last bit of strength to order the snow ferret to rush through.
She knew that it would probably not pass.
Whoosh!
The wind was whistling.
She brushed past Su Ming.
Her eyes were shocked. The young man did not move at all and just watched her rush through.
Could it be that he was not from the Zhang family?
She turned her head and stared at Su Ming, her heart filled with joy of surviving a disaster.
Su Ming's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't even look at her more.
He came here to do only one thing-kill Zhang Tang.
As for other people, he had no interest in anything.
He would not help her, nor would he kill her.
Because this person had nothing to do with him.
He sat alone, still sharpening his sword, his eyes serious.
Let the snow ferret run away.
Finally, a roar of a storm resounded through the sky, accompanied by a dark cloud in the distance, covering it.
The moonlight in the sky became dim and was partially covered by the dark cloud.
Meng Qingtian's body was spinning with light wind, riding the wind, and flying with Zhang Tang.
The moment the two saw Su Ming, their eyes condensed slightly.
"Hiss... Who is he?"
"The man from the auction house."
Zhang Tang grinned, landed at the same time as Meng Qingtian, and walked slowly.
"Hahahaha, I didn't expect to meet you here!"
He raised his hand and clenched it, and the soul hammer emerged and fell into his hand.
He looked at Su Ming, and the murderous intent in his eyes solidified instantly.
"Master Qing, we'll chase that little slave later. With your Thunder Mark, they can't escape from the dungeon."
"Now, I'm going to kill him first!" Zhang Tang licked his lips, his eyes full of bloodthirsty murderous intent.
For him, chasing the female beastmaster was just a cat-and-mouse game, so he was not in a hurry to kill her.
Seeing her fleeing in panic for a few more times made him happiest, so he chased her for so long, intoxicated by it, and never completely killed her.
But it was different for this mysterious man in a hood.
Zhang Tang just wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible!
A strong murderous intent emerged in his gloomy eyes.
Meng Qingtian nodded and immediately notified all the Zhang family masters in this dungeon that there was no need to look for him anymore, and they gathered together immediately to prepare to surround and kill this person!
Soon, all the Zhang family masters around gathered from all directions.
There were seven of them, all of whom were fourth-level masters.
They wore the same uniform, with a "Zhang" on the collar. They could walk sideways in this copy, and no one dared to provoke them.
Among them, there was a detectorist who had already accurately detected Su Ming's position and direction, so these people had already been entrenched in the surroundings, and naturally rushed over quickly.
"Young Master!"
"Young Master."
"Young Master!" A group of four-turn masters moved erratically and turned into afterimages to rush over.
Then, everyone bowed to Zhang Tang and said respectfully.
Zhang Tang nodded, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Very good, it's this person."
Everyone followed his gaze and looked at Su Ming.
He was sharpening a broken sword.
"This... a broken sword?!"
"Young Master, are you sure it's this person?"
People's eyes were cold, but their faces were a little surprised.
A broken sword, what is it for?
At this moment, the seven fourth-level masters all took out their weapons and slowly approached Su Ming.
They observed Su Ming, trying to see what level of master he was.
But nothing was gained.
"Heh, sharpening a broken 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 is broken, just like you, you will soon be broken into two pieces." A soldier stepped forward and said with a smile.
Su Ming had no expression on his face, but 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 will be fine after sharpening." He said calmly.
His voice spread all around.
Su Ming's eyes were as calm as a pool of water, without any emotional fluctuations.
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar.
A broken sword, just sharpen it! ?
From beginning to end, Su Ming never looked up at his surroundings.
Such courage, such pretentiousness.
Not to mention Zhang Tang, even Meng Qingtian was a little surprised.
Even if he was a fourth-level master, he didn't dare to continue sharpening his sword in this situation.
With so many fourth-level masters surrounding him, what kind of agility would be needed to escape unscathed?
"Hmph, playing tricks." A fourth-level swordsman sneered and stepped forward.
"Holding a broken sword in hand, sharpening it before the battle, it's ridiculous!" A soldier sneered.
"Tell me, how do you want to die!?"
"If you mess with our Young Master Zhang, you will only die." In the palm of a magician's hand, magic power condensed, and he was about to make a move.
"Do you think you are Kong Ming, playing the piano before the battle, and you can scare us away?"
"It's ridiculous, it's just a broken sword, you will definitely die."
Some people could no longer hold back their killing intent, pulled out their long swords, and slowly approached.
In the dense forest a few hundred meters away, Hua Ling climbed on the ferret with a painful look on her face.
She and the little slave turned around and looked over.
Through the layers of dense forest, she could barely see the scene.
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