All around, the onlookers were shocked. Two such powerful elders were actually shocked by Lu Ming's palm and spurted blood. Lu Ming's combat power was once again shocking.
Lu Ming, with his long hair flying, strolled up and chased after the two old men.
"Boy, stop!"
Wang Mang's voice came out. He stood behind Jian Feiliu's junior sister, his violent aura enveloped her, and said: "Boy, if you dare to take action again, believe it or not, I will kill her!"
Lu Ming frowned. He didn't expect Wang Mang to be so despicable as to threaten him with Feng Ting's life.
Feng Ting is the name of junior sister Jian Feiliu.
Seeing Lu Ming stop, Wang Mang showed a ferocious look on his face and said: "Boy, you should abandon your cultivation, otherwise, this bitch will die now!"
"Hahaha!"
Lu Ming laughed and said: "Wang Mang, if I remember correctly, this woman should be your wife, right? Are you threatening me with your own wife's life? Has your head been bitten by a dog?"
"Also, the so-called descendants of ancient aristocratic families, do you have this kind of virtue? It really opened my eyes."
Lu Ming really didn't expect that Wang Mang would be so shameless that he would threaten Lu Ming with his own wife. Lu Ming was really speechless.
bump!
Lu Ming continued to step forward, his eyes threatening, saying: "Kill if you want, I don't know this woman, but from now on, you, Wang Mang, will probably have a reputation for killing your wife and threatening your enemies!"
Boom! Boom!
Lu Ming slashed his palm out to suppress everything. The old man and the old man vomited blood, and one of their arms exploded.
"Damn it! Back off!"
As soon as Wang Mang grabbed Feng Ting, he retreated sharply.
The two old men also retreated in a hurry. Lu Ming did not press forward step by step. He was still somewhat concerned about Feng Ting's life. If Wang Mang really went crazy and killed Feng Ting, Jian Feiliu would probably feel uncomfortable.
"Jian Feiliu, you loser, do you just hide behind others? Don't worry, after I go back, I will scout this bitch even better. All this is thanks to you!"
Wang Mang's angry voice came.
"Brother!"
Feng Ting's face turned pale with fright, and her whole body was shaking non-stop.
"Junior sister!"
Jian Feiliu's eyes were red and his fists were clenched, but there was nothing he could do.
"And boy, just wait for me. If you dare to hurt someone from my Wang family, I'll see how you die?"
Wang Mang immediately shouted angrily at Lu Ming, and then led the people away in despair.
Lu Ming shook his head. He was an outsider after all. Just now, he was fully capable of keeping Wang Mang, but what if he stayed? The consequences would be that Feng Ting's fate would be even more miserable, and even Jian Feiliu would be implicated.
He was not afraid, but he had to take care of Jian Feiliu and Feng Ting.
Jian Feiliu looked at the direction Wang Mang was leaving, dazed, and then his body began to tremble.
"Trash, I'm a trash!"
The sword flies and Nannan talks to herself.
"Brother Jian!" Lu Ming frowned, Jian Feiliu was not in the right state.
"Trash, Brother Lu, I am a trash. I can't even protect the woman I love. I can only watch her being bullied. Do you think a person like me deserves to be called a genius? Do I still deserve to live in this world?
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Jian Feiliu's eyes were dull and decadent, as if he had lost all fighting spirit at this moment.
Lu Ming frowned, Jian Feiliu was in a very dangerous state at this time, and his martial arts heart was about to collapse.
boom!
A powerful aura erupted from Lu Ming's body, and a spear appeared in his hand. The sharp spear light pierced toward Jian Feiliu's eyebrows.
Jian Fei Liu sensed the terrible murderous intent, and the golden light shone in his hand, and a golden war sword appeared, blocking the gun light. He retreated sharply, looked at Lu Ming, and said, "Brother Lu, what does this mean?"
"What do you mean? Kill you!"
Lu Ming's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Kill me? Why do you want to kill me?"
Jian Fei showed an incredible expression.
"What's the use of a waste like you staying in this world? If you can't get back up after a small blow, why should you practice martial arts? It's better to just send you on your way!"
Lu Ming's breath was strong, and his clear voice continued: "The road to martial arts is full of thorns, and we will encounter any difficulties. What we have to do is not to retreat, but to move forward bravely and use our own strength to smash everything.
The gods will kill the gods, and the demons will kill the demons. If you want to save your junior sister, you can only become stronger, strong enough to be proud of the others!"
"Prince and general Xiang Ning has the guts. The ancestors of the ancient aristocratic family did not rise from the ordinary. What does it mean to be a mere member of the royal family? As long as I am strong enough, I alone can become an ancient aristocratic family!"
Lu Ming's voice, like a bell like a bell, struck Jian Feiliu's heart constantly, causing Jian Feiliu's body to tremble.
"Power, power, yes, as long as I have enough power, I can save my junior sister. As long as I have enough power, I can smash everything!"
Jian Feiliu murmured to himself, and his eyes slowly regained some sparkle. Then he closed his eyes for a while, and when he opened his eyes, there were like two golden divine swords in his eyes, stabbing them.
Toward the sky.
Above his head, a golden sword appeared, as if it could break the sky.
At this moment, Jian Feiliu seemed to have realized something and transformed.
"Brother Lu, thank you very much this time!"
Jian Feiliu solemnly bowed to Lu Ming to thank him.
This time, it was too dangerous. His martial arts heart almost collapsed. His martial arts heart collapsed. From now on, he would never be able to improve his cultivation. He would even be invaded by his inner demons and become possessed.
And Lu Ming's words were like an enlightenment, which made him wake up, and even caused him to undergo a transformation. From his bloodline, he realized a martial skill, a more powerful bloodline martial skill.
He was extremely grateful to Lu Ming.
"Brother Jian, there's no need to be polite, I'm just saying what's on my mind, let's go!"
Immediately, the two returned to the inn.
But the people around him were talking a lot.
"Who is that boy? You are so loud, you actually look down on the Wang family!"
"Not only that, he also said that he alone is like an ancient aristocratic family. Such a arrogant tone, he really doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!"
"Watch carefully, the genius of the Wang family will not let him go. Wang Mang can only be considered an average person in the Wang family!"
Discussions were filling the air, and soon, news about the battle here spread.
...
Early on the next morning, Lu Ming, Xie Nianqing, Jian Feiliu, and twenty-nine other masters from the Golden Sword Sect flew towards the west together.
The Monument of the Heavenly King is right there.
A hundred miles away, a huge stone monument towered into the sky, a thousand meters high and at least several hundred meters wide.
This stone tablet has no words on one side and is blank. Below it, there are twenty-seven stone steps.
The stone staircase is very large and long. You can see that the top seven stone steps are dark red and there is no one on it.
The twenty stone steps below are gray, the same color as the stone tablet. There are many figures on these twenty stone steps.
Figures sitting cross-legged on the steps seem to be practicing.
Moreover, from bottom to top, the number of people decreases.
On the first ladder, there are the most people, and the higher you go, the fewer people there are.
On the nineteenth step, there was only one figure sitting cross-legged, while on the twentieth step, there was no one.