"Lu Ming, don't go too far. If the three of us join forces, we may not be able to fight you!"
The young man in golden robe shouted.
"Really? If you think you can fight me, then go ahead!"
Lu Ming stepped forward, showing a touch of disdain.
"Haha, Lu Ming, you are very arrogant. Why are you so arrogant in front of these losers?"
At this moment, a loud laugh rang out from a distance, and then, a blade of light cut through the void and came at great speed.
Wow!
The sword light disappeared, and a black-robed pro-nian appeared in the sky.
The demonic aura soaring to the sky is none other than Demon King Luo Tian.
"Luo Tian is here, haha, now Lu Ming is finished!"
The young man in golden robe was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
He originally wanted to run away, but now, he stopped running and looked at Lu Ming with a sneer: "Lu Ming, weren't you very arrogant just now? Now that the devil has come, let's see how you die?"
The young man in golden robe is also the genius of the Imperial Guard, and he is usually familiar with Luo Tian.
The two geniuses from Tianzhi Sect and Tianyao Valley slowly retreated to a position they thought was safe and watched from a distance.
"Lu Ming, was my brother Luo Li killed by you?"
Luo Tian looked at Lu Ming with cold eyes and asked.
"Yes, he is looking for death, so I can only help him. If you are looking for death, I can also help you!"
Lu Ming responded calmly.
"Being arrogant and just talking is useless. If you weren't on Tiandu Island back then, I could have suppressed you with just a flip of my hand!"
Luo Tiandao.
Back on Tiandu Island, Luo Tian was very clear about Lu Ming's combat prowess. Although Lu Ming's combat prowess was not weak, he was far behind him and could be easily killed by him.
What's more, he has made some progress during this time.
"The luck of both of you belongs to me!"
Luo Tian's eyes swept over Lu Ming and Bai Chixue, their eyes were extremely fiery.
The combined fortune of Lu Ming and Bai Chixue exceeds one million. Once he gets it, he will have a true fortune dragon that is more than a hundred feet long.
In ancient times, how many people were lucky enough to have a dragon that could exceed one hundred feet?
Only those emperors who participated in the battle of destiny when they were young can achieve this, right?
Luo Tian felt hot in his heart.
Keng!
The magic sword was unsheathed, and the sword's light broke through the sky. A terrifying sword light slashed towards Lu Ming.
This strike was very sudden. Luo Tiangang was just talking, and as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly struck out. He wanted to kill Lu Ming with one move, without giving Lu Ming a chance to admit defeat.
Lu Ming curled his lips slightly and struck out with a palm, striking towards Luo Tian's sword light.
At this moment, everyone's eyes around the stands were focused on Lu Ming.
Lu Ming actually struck Luo Tian's sword directly with his palm. Is he so confident?
The people of Fu Puppet Sect couldn't help but feel excited.
Can Lu Ming stop it?
This is the sword of Demon Lord Luo Tian, who is tenth on the Thousand Pride List.
How terrible?
Many people in the Ditian Palace had ferocious looks on their faces, as if they had seen Lu Ming being split into two pieces with a knife.
boom!
Lu Ming's palm finally struck with the light of the sword.
Contrary to everyone's expectations, Lu Ming's palm struck and the sword shattered like fragile glass.
"With this little power, you dare to make a sneak attack!"
Lu Ming sneered.
Luo Tian's face changed slightly. Although he didn't use all his strength with the sword just now, he originally wanted to kill Lu Ming with one sword. The power was not weak anymore. He had 50% of his skill.
It was actually split into pieces by Lu Ming's palm.
"It seems that you have made great progress during this period, but you are still going to die. I only used 50% of my power with the knife just now!"
Luo Tian said coldly.
"Oh? Five successes? I'm sorry, I only used one success for that palm just now!"
Lu Ming smiled coldly.
"A successful power? Hahaha, talk nonsense, tell lies with your eyes open, die!"
Luo Tian's body was filled with demonic energy, and a violent aura burst out.
The terrifying power of the sword filled the whole place. Not far away, a look of horror appeared on the face of the young man in gold robe, and he retreated wildly.
"Is this the strength of Demon Lord Luo Tian? It's too terrifying!"
The young man in golden robe was shocked.
He felt that Luo Tian could kill him with just one random move. The difference was huge.
"Is the spiritual fetus at the seventh level of peak?"
A smile appeared at the corner of Lu Ming's mouth.
Luo Tian's cultivation is at the peak of the seventh level of spiritual fetus.
When he was on Tiandu Island, Luo Tian's cultivation should have just broken through to the seventh level of spiritual fetus.
Whoosh!
The magic sword was a thousand meters long and slashed down towards Lu Ming. Under this sword, the space was violently twisted and vibrated, as if it was split open at will.
The roar of the dragon sounded, and Lu Ming burst out with dragon power. Dense scales appeared all over his body. With a kick, his body rushed forward like a cannonball, and he struck out with a palm.
Lu Ming has now reached the peak of the seventh level of spiritual fetus. His power is so powerful. With the addition of dragon power, his palm slashed through and the space was completely twisted together.
boom!
The magic knife was ground into pieces, and Lu Ming's palm continued to advance.
Luo Tian's expression changed greatly.
In this move, he used almost 80% of his strength, but he was still defeated by Lu Ming's palm. How could it be possible?
Is it true that Lu Ming only used 10% of his strength just now?
impossible?
Luo Tian directly denied in his heart that when he was on Tiandu Island, Lu Ming was completely crushed by him, and he could only escape with the help of the environment of Tiandu Island.
He didn't want to believe that Lu Ming's combat power had surpassed him in just a few months, which was a huge blow to him.
"Blood-transforming Demonic Knife!"
Luo Tian shouted and slashed out with the magic sword continuously.
But Lu Ming's figure did not stop at all, surrounded by four colors of artistic conception, he charged forward and slashed out with his palms.
Touch! Touch! Touch!...
The light from Luo Tian's slashing sword continued to shatter under Lu Mingshi's palm.
This is completely a one-sided battle.
Now, three of Lu Ming's artistic conceptions of heaven and earth are at the pinnacle of level three perfection, and are only one step away from level three perfection.
And the artistic conception of the earth is about to reach the peak of the third level of Dacheng.
The four artistic conceptions merge and explode, how terrifying is the power?
I'm afraid it can even compete with the fourth-level artistic conception.
As for Luo Tian's artistic conception, it is only the third level of perfection and has not yet reached the fourth level.
In terms of artistic conception, Lu Ming can crush Luo Tian.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After more than ten consecutive moves, Luo Tian's sword light continued to shatter, and his figure retreated sharply.
Many people in the stands widened their eyes in shock.
"impossible!"
The head of the Wang family, the head of the Jiang family, and others let out low roars, somewhat unbelievable.
Lu Ming's combat power is so terrifying? How is this possible?
Du Songjue, Yan Kuangtu, Jiuyang Zhizun and others also showed surprise, but they were more happy.
Lu Ming's combat prowess was also beyond their expectations, but the stronger Lu Ming was, the happier they would naturally be.
"Haha, I didn't expect that Lu Ming already has the strength of the top ten in the Thousand Pride List. Brother Jiuyang, you are the one with the best eyesight!"
Jun Songjue stroked his beard and said with a smile.