The two shots were as fast as lightning, like two meteors streaking across the sky, carrying hot flames and lighting up the sky.
Boom! Boom!
Then two meteors suddenly exploded, and terrifying and violent power erupted instantly.
From the place where the three people were fighting, waves of sword energy, sword light, and hot spear light swept outwards at no cost.
Several silver-robed elders set up heavy defenses to protect the tables, chairs and other disciples from the fourth courtyard behind them.
Phew! Phew!
At this time, a war knife and a war sword flew out far away. At the same time, two screams came out, two figures flew out, and blood scattered in the sky.
It's Jian Wuchen and the young man holding the sword.
After the light dissipated, Lu Ming stood in the field, holding a spear, motionless.
Win, Lu Ming wins.
The two geniuses of Qilin Academy were fighting alone, but they still only used one move to sweep through each other with overwhelming force.
Too tyrannical.
No matter what your genius is, no matter what special bloodline you have, one person and one gun can conquer the world.
Everyone seemed to see such a picture.
Jian Wuchen and the young man holding the sword had their clothes torn to pieces and scars appeared on their bodies, making them look very embarrassed.
Lu Ming walked towards Jian Wuchen step by step, looked down at him, and said calmly: "I said, within three moves, you will definitely be defeated, and now it is exactly three moves!"
"Lu Ming, just wait for me. Sooner or later, I will kill you."
Jian Wuchen looked at Lu Ming crazily, with a ferocious look in his eyes.
"Look, you're here again. Didn't you just say that? If someone with no ability talks big words, it's a joke. Now, you can't even be considered a joke."
Lu Ming said mockingly.
"Go on, just say it. I, Jian Wuchen, swear that today's humiliation will be returned to you ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times in the future. I will torture you, and I will wantonly do it in front of you.
Insulting Qiuyue will make you miserable and make you regret what you did today."
Jian Wuchen roared like a mad dog, and the murderous intent in his eyes was as strong as real.
He already hated Lu Ming to the core. This bastard, a trash-like thing, dared to hurt him and defeat him in front of so many people. In his opinion, this was a great shame.
Of course, he won't think about humiliating others. In his opinion, that's what it should be.
Lu Ming smiled, but there was a cold murderous intent in his smile.
"I, Lu Ming, hate others threatening me the most in my life. You shouldn't threaten me."
Lu Ming's voice turned cold, and the murderous intent on his body was undisguised.
Jian Wuchen couldn't help but feel cold in his heart, and shouted: "What do you want to do?"
"What are you doing? Didn't you just clamor to kill me? Now you are threatening me again. In order to avoid future troubles, of course you will be killed as well."
Lu Ming smiled lightly.
"Destroy me? How dare you? Lu Ming, you piece of trash, do you know who I am? I am a special bloodline, a disciple of Qilin Academy, the future overlord of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and the future pillar, how dare you
Destroy me?"
Jian Wuchen laughed as if he had heard a joke.
But he only laughed halfway and could no longer laugh.
Because he found that Lu Ming's eyes were cold and firm, unshakable.
He felt a chill in his heart, and a biting cold air rose from his tailbone and went straight to the Tianling Cap. He hurriedly shouted: "No, don't..."
call out!
Before he could finish speaking, Lu Ming's spear thrust out and penetrated his Dantian, shattering the cyclone in his Dantian.
Jian Wuchen was stunned, stunned for a long time, and then let out a heartbreaking scream: "Ah ah ah, my Dantian, my cultivation, Lu Ming, you bitch, trash, you are really useless
If you lose my cultivation, you will die badly!"
Hiss, hiss...
There was a gasp of air from the entire audience.
Lu Ming really ruined Jian Wuchen's cultivation.
Such a decisive character, such ruthless methods, and such courage.
Jian Wuchen is a peerless genius of Qilin Academy. His special bloodline is a key training target of Xuanyuan Sword Sect. He is kept secret for fear of being assassinated by other sects.
It's good now that his cultivation has been abolished by his own sect.
"It's so good. If it were me, I wouldn't hesitate."
A fierce look flashed in Lingkong's eyes, and he said coldly.
Others are speechless. Who is like you, like a monster, regardless of the consequences?
"Lu Ming, you're done. You've ruined my cultivation, and you can't escape. I'm the genius of Qilin Academy, and the sect will definitely make the decision for me. You're dead."
Jian Wuchen still yelled.
But Lu Ming's face was extremely calm, he looked at Jian Wuchen indifferently and said: "Idiot!"
"What?"
Jian Wuchen was in a daze.
"Let me ask you, what do you rely on?"
Lu Ming suddenly asked.
Jian Wuchen desperately covered his dantian, feeling a little dazed.
The same goes for others. I don't know why Lu Ming asked this question.
"What you rely on is nothing more than your special bloodline and your talent. You rely on your special bloodline to think you are superior, look down on others, and treat others as rubbish."
"With your special bloodline, the sect must protect you in every possible way and spend a lot of resources to train you. All of this is brought about by your bloodline and talent."
Lu Ming said.
"Yes, I am born noble, how could you envy me?" Jian Wuchen said.
Lu Ming smiled indifferently, looked down at Jian Wuchen, and said word by word: "But now, in front of me, your self-righteous talent is not even as good as garbage. In front of me, your so-called talent is nothing."
"You said that the sect would punish me, a person whose talent is far above yours, for you, a waste whose cultivation has been ruined? Is it possible?"
Boom!
Every word and word Lu Ming said was like thunder, exploding in Jian Wuchen's mind.
Yes, Lu Ming's talent is far above him, and his value to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect is also far above him. How can he punish Lu Ming for a useless waste like him?
Absolutely impossible, maybe the higher-ups of the sect will vigorously train Lu Ming.
"No, no, that's not the case, no, no."
Jian Wuchen roared in despair, unable to accept all this.
He knew that if he was deposed, he would be deposed in vain, and the sect would never stand up for him.
Others at the scene also suddenly realized that this was indeed the case.
The talent Lu Ming has shown now can already be compared with geniuses like Duanmulin and Feng Wuji. Most special bloodlines are not as good as him, so how can they really punish him severely.
"Today is Brother Muyun's big day. Take him with you quickly and get out of here!"
Lu Ming stopped looking at Jian Wuchen, who was like a puddle of mud, and turned his gaze to the young man holding the sword.
At this time, the young man holding the sword and the strong young man were so frightened that they dared not say anything. They quickly dragged Jian Wuchen, who was still shouting, out of the Jianwu Villa.
A storm that endangered the honor of the Bronze List ended in a hurry because of Lu Ming's arrival.