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Chapter 92 Killing Zheng Gan

"Cross-Breaking Killing Sword!"

Zheng Qian held a huge sword wider than his hand, and his attack was extremely domineering. He slashed out with the sword, and the sword light formed a cross shape, and slashed towards Lu Ming. The power was extremely powerful.

"Broken armor!"

Lu Ming's spear shook, and the tip of the spear formed a rotating cutting force, colliding with Zheng Qian's sword light.

when!

There was a huge roar, Lu Ming took two steps back, and Zheng Qian took three steps back.

In a head-on confrontation, Lu Ming slightly gained the upper hand.

"How can this Zheng Qian have such a strong attack power? The martial arts he performed were clearly not Xuan-level martial arts, but high-grade Huang-level martial arts. Although he has practiced to an extremely high level, his attack power cannot be so strong?"

A trace of suspicion flashed in Lu Ming's eyes.

Although Zheng Qian's cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of martial arts, and he has also exploded with the fifth level of bloodline, without Xuan level martial arts, his attack power cannot be so strong. He faced Lu Ming head-on, but he was only slightly at a disadvantage.

You must know that Lu Ming's true energy is three times more powerful and condensed than ordinary true energy. In addition, he has practiced the Gang Fire Spear Art to the second level. Lu Ming can defeat ordinary ninth level peak martial artists with one move.

"By the way, it's the physical body. This Zheng Qian's physical body is extremely powerful. He should have practiced the method of body refining."

Lu Ming's eyes suddenly lit up.

He found that Zheng Qian's muscles were bulging and his skin was covered with a faint red light.

It must be the physical body. Zheng Qian has practiced the method of body refining. The physical body combined with the true energy can explode with amazing combat power, so he can compete with Lu Ming.

Bah!

At this time, a sword light stabbed towards Lu Ming rapidly.

"What a hassle!"

Lu Ming frowned, swung his spear, and collided with a thin sword. A figure retreated far away.

He is a disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect who is at the ninth level of martial arts.

Although this Shifang Sword Sect disciple's attack power is not strong, his movement skills are not weak and he is very slippery. He took advantage of Lu Ming's flaw to make a sneak attack.

"If I burst out my bloodline, it would be easy to defeat them. But I can't always rely on my bloodline burst. My bloodline burst time is too short. It can only be used as a trump card and cannot be used in regular battles. Let's rely on my current state to defeat them. ."

bump!

Lu Ming took a step and rushed towards Zheng Qian.

"Landslide!"

The spear came down from above and hit hard.

Zheng Qian's eyes narrowed and he resisted with his sword.

boom!

The rocks under Zheng Qian's feet exploded, and he retreated continuously.

"It's just the early stage of the eighth level of martial arts. Although I have practiced Xuan-level martial arts, why is it so powerful? My physical body has been trained to the first-level perfection, but I am still invincible."

Zheng Qian was extremely shocked.

It would be normal if someone at the same level suppressed him, but Lu Ming's cultivation was only at the early eighth level of a martial arts master. How did he do this?

"kill!"

Lu Ming was full of fighting spirit and kept attacking Zheng Qian, just in time to practice his spear skills with Zheng Qian.

The rolling dragon-shaped Qi was continuously injected into the spear, extremely smoothly. One shot after another, Lu Ming was like an invincible general, galloping on the battlefield.

Zheng Qian was completely suppressed.

Bah!

At this time, a sword light suddenly pierced Lu Ming's back of the heart.

"Just waiting for you to take action!"

A cold light flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, and without looking back, he swept out his spear.

"Hold the moon!"

A red moonlight flashed, and the ninth-level disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect martial artist was shocked. He used his body skills to retreat.

But it's too late.

The spear is eight feet long, and with the length of the arm, a distance of more than three meters is completely covered.

"Block!"

A disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect of the ninth level of martial arts was shocked and blocked his body with his long sword.

However, his long sword is a thin sword and cannot be blocked by its roots.

when!

Lu Ming's spear hit his long sword, violent force exploded, the sword bent directly, and the sword body and the gun body hit his chest heavily.

bump!

The body of this disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect was blown away like a sandbag. His body was close to the ground and slid out a distance of dozens of meters, creating a ravine on the hard ground.

When he stopped, there was no breath left.

A master of the ninth level of martial arts was directly shot to death by Lu Ming.

After whipping away this disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect, who was at the ninth level of martial arts, Lu Ming's spear did not stop at all, and continued to draw forward, facing off with Zheng Qian who was attacking.

"Now, no one will bother me, I can deal with you."

Lu Ming's calm voice sounded, as he stepped forward, the spear thrust out like lightning.

Zheng Qian tried his best to resist.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged more than ten moves.

Lu Ming became more and more courageous as he fought, his understanding of the Gang Fire Spear Art became more and more profound, and his power became more powerful. Zheng Qian was completely outmatched and was retreating steadily.

Not far away, the young man with a flat nose looked pale, and suddenly shouted: "Brother Zheng, you hold on first, I will return to the sect first, and I will definitely report it to the elders and avenge you."

After saying that, he ran away.

"Damn it!"

Zheng Qian roared.

"He deserves to die, don't worry, after I deal with you, I will kill him for you."

Lu Ming said calmly.

boom!

A shot hit Zheng Qian's sword. Zheng Qian retreated repeatedly and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

After repeated battles, the muscles all over his body were trembling, and the tiger's mouth was split open, with traces of blood oozing out.

If it weren't for his physical strength and his ability to unleash his true energy with all his strength regardless of the consequences, Lu Ming would have been shocked to death long ago. Even so, he was severely injured.

"Zhen Qi, his Zhen Qi is so strong, it is irresistible!"

Zheng Qian's eyes revealed a look of fear.

"Wait a minute, as long as you let me go, I can just forget about killing so many disciples of my Shifang Sword Sect this time and never pursue it, how about it? Otherwise, the anger of my Shifang Sword Sect will You absolutely can't bear it."

Zheng Qian showed timidity and shouted.

"At this point, you are still threatening me. What an idiot!"

Lu Ming said indifferently, and kept shooting at Zheng Qian with his spear.

boom!

Teng Teng Teng!

Zheng Qian took seven or eight steps back, coughing up blood, and his injuries became more serious.

"Stop, stop, treasure! There is treasure in that extinct volcano. As long as you spare me, I can give you half, yes, half of it."

Zheng Qian shouted.

"No need, as long as I kill you, everything will be mine. If I don't play with you anymore, your junior brother has already run away. If you continue to play with me, you might actually let him run away."

Lu Ming curled his lips and a red light suddenly flashed on his body.

Bloodline bursts!

Enough testing has been done, there is no need to keep it anymore.

call out!

The spear turned into a bolt of lightning, much faster than before, and Zheng Qian couldn't resist it at all.

"No.."

Zheng Qian yelled.

puff!

The spear pierced his heart directly, and the front and back were transparent.

Zheng Qian grabbed the spear with both hands, his eyes full of unwillingness, blood kept coming out of his mouth, and he shouted in a hissing voice: "You...who are you?"

puff!

Lu Ming drew out his spear, kicked off his feet, and chased the flat-nosed young man like lightning. Then, a voice came from far away: "Xuan Yuan Sword Sect, Lu Ming!"

After the words fell, Lu Ming's figure had disappeared.

"Are you from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect?"

Zheng Qian murmured, and the vitality in his eyes quickly dissipated.

(End of chapter)


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