However, this was not the end. There were still three more people behind. Would Lu Ming continue to create miracles?
Could these people witness the birth of a miracle?
After the beauty of the Linglong Palace, it was the turn of the strongest heaven's favorite of the life and death Sword sect.
It was a cold-faced young man dressed in a black robe. Just by standing there casually, it was as if wisps of sword Qi were bursting forth from him.
He took a step forward and landed in front of Lu Ming. A powerful sword Qi whizzed out and filled the fighting ring.
"Make your move!"
The Paragon of the life-and-death Sword sect spoke indifferently. He was not like the others who had agreed with Lu Ming that there would be no life-and-death battles, only sparring.
For the life-and-death Sword sect, there was no such thing.
Their swords were too dangerous. Once they struck, life and death would be decided.
