"It is indeed powerful. The amount of this person's original divine blood is estimated to be a lot. His combat power is almost equivalent to being able to fight across five levels. Such a genius is already comparable to the fighting god Yuan Wen!"
A thought flashed through Lu Ming's mind.
It seems that the strength of the original divine lake is really not weak.
In fact, after thinking about it, this is normal, after all, it is an existence that dares to go against Tiangong.
In addition, many people in the Primordial God Lake are descendants of primitive gods. Their bloodline is powerful. Although their talents are not as good as those of pure primitive gods, they are absolutely terrifying and much stronger than ordinary races.
Moreover, there are real primitive gods who are here to give guidance, so it is normal for some terrifying monsters to be born.
Lu Ming believed that there must be geniuses in the original divine lake who were more talented than Yuan Zhan.
Lu Ming became more and more interested.
However, Yuan Zhan, just like that, poses no threat to Lu Ming.
Lu Ming grabbed his hand in the air, and a sword also condensed out.
This is the great magic sword technique among the three thousand ancient secret arts.
Whoosh!
Lu Ming slashed out with his backhand, and the two swords met in the air and collided.
There was a bang, sparks shot out, and the two swords vibrated violently.
But it was obvious that the sword in Yuan Zhan's hand vibrated even more violently. Then his sword came out of his hand, flew out, and was inserted into a mountain peak in the distance, directly splitting the mountain in half.
Everything was burned to ashes by the flames on the sword, including rocks.
At the same time, Yuan Zhan's figure retreated violently, his huge body retreating continuously, and with every step he took, a big explosion occurred in the void.
Those behind him quickly retreated to avoid Yuan Zhan.
"you..."
Yuan Zhan stared at Lu Ming with wide eyes, with deep horror in his eyes, as if he didn't believe that Lu Ming had knocked away his weapon with just one move.
"But that's it..."
Lu Ming spoke calmly, waved his hand and struck out with a sword. A sword beam flew out of the air and struck Yuan Zhan.
Yuan Zhan roared and waved his fists with all his strength to resist.
But, it’s useless!
The sword light slashed through, and a huge knife mark appeared on Yuan Zhan's body. He let out a scream, and his huge body quickly shrank to the size of an ordinary person.
There was still a stab wound on his chest, and blood was flowing out.
Yuan Zhan's face was dripping with cold sweat. Just now, he completely felt that Lu Ming had the ability to kill him, but he was merciless. He felt like he had walked through the gates of hell.
"How can you be so strong?"
Yuan Zhan's heart was filled with turmoil.
Next to him, Yuan Jin was also stunned and his face was pale.
Yuan Zhan was no match for him, and Lu Ming's combat power far exceeded his expectations.
What kind of monster did he provoke?
Others around him were also dumbfounded and extremely shocked.
Even Yuan Zhan is not his opponent, who else can be Lu Ming's opponent in the Divine Emperor Realm.
In the original divine lake world, there are a few God Emperors with ninth-level combat power stronger than Yuan Zhan, but those few are now seeking opportunities in the original divine lake, looking for opportunities to break through the divine emperors, and generally they will not leave the barrier.
"Any more?"
Lu Ming spoke again and glanced around Yuan Jin, Yuan Zhan and others.
This made Yuan Zhan and the others look ugly.
Lu Ming's meaning is obvious. Is there anyone who will continue to take action? He is waiting.
The implication is that Yuan Zhan and the others are completely inadequate.