"Boy, what did you say?"

The old men in the Wan family are even more sharp.

The middle-aged man of the Jinwu clan turned golden and his sharpness was revealed.

"First of all, it's your Wanjia. I'll ask you, in addition to practicing the Ten Thousand Soldiers, do you also practice other martial arts and techniques?"

Lu Ming's voice was sonorous and powerful, without any fear.

"Nonsense, practice naturally!"

The old man from the Wan family said.

"Since you are practicing, are the martial arts and martial arts practiced by your Wan family themselves created by the Wan family? It's not just taken away by others!"

"And the Ten Thousand Soldiers I practiced is the Ten Thousand Soldiers that I wanted to kill me when I was on the battlefield of the hundreds of clans. Someone from your family wanted to kill me, but I killed me. This is my spoil. Your family can practice other people's martial arts skills. Why can't I practice Ten Thousand Soldiers?"

Lu Ming's clear voice spread throughout the audience, leaving the people of the Wan family speechless for a while.

They can all practice other people's martial arts, so why can't Lu Ming practice the Ten Thousand Soldiers of Ten Thousand Soldiers?

"And you are here for the Ninth Prince of Jinwu. That's even more ridiculous. When he was defeated in the battle of his peers, he came to me too. Then the people of your Jinwu clan should not come out to walk, so as not to be defeated by others. All the old ones ran to ask for people!"

Lu Ming looked at the people of the Jinwu clan, which made Prince Jiu red in his face.

"It's okay to defeat, but you shouldn't humiliate the prince of the Jinwu clan!"

The middle-aged Jinwu clan's eyes are even colder.

"Hurt, ridiculous. I just stripped his hair naked. During the war, there was no eyebrow in the sword, how could I control it so well!"

Lu Ming said.

"Quote, today, I must go with me to the Golden Crow Clan!"

The Jinwu clan is strong in middle age.

"Yes, it's useless if you are so skillful. Let me tell you, I don't care about other martial arts, but practicing the Ten Thousand Soldiers Art is not enough, it must be abolished."

The old man from the Wan family spoke, and he became even more domineering.

"Haha, say goodbye!"

Lu Ming sneered, too lazy to waste his lips and tongue, so he turned around and left.

The Wan family and the Jinwu clan were unreasonable at all, so why should he say more?

"If you want to leave, leave it for me!"

The old man from Wan family shouted loudly, and a terrifying aura burst out from his body. It was the aura of a quasi-emperor, extremely powerful, pressing towards Lu Ming. Suddenly, Lu Ming felt an irresistible pressure pressing on him, as if he was about to blow him up.

"Enough!"

The quasi-emperor of Phoenix Palace flashed with displeasure, waved his hand, and a powerful aura rushed out, blocking the aura of the old man in the Wan family. Lu Ming relaxed his body and let out a long breath.

The quasi-emperor is too strong, and he is not able to resist at all.

"This is Phoenix Palace, you guys are too much!"

The quasi-emperor of the Phoenix Palace said coldly.

In the air, several old men from the Phoenix Palace walked down the air, staring at the people of the Wan family and the Jinwu clan with bad eyes.

"You Phoenix Palace really want to offend my Wan family and the Jinwu clan because of this Lu Ming?"

The old man from Wan family said in a deep voice.

"Lu Ming is a guest of my Phoenix Palace. Since he is a guest in Phoenix Palace, he must not be taken away by you!"

The attitude of the quasi-emperor of Phoenix Palace has also become stronger.

The people from the Wanjia and Jinwu clan looked ugly.

"Hmph, Lu Ming, if you have the ability, you will hide in the Phoenix Palace for the rest of your life, don't come out!"

A young man from the Wan family spoke. This man was wearing a purple gold robe, full of nobility, and his temperament was even more extraordinary than that of Wan Tianlong.

"It's ridiculous. What else can your family rely on besides relying on older people? If you are the same generation as me, I will suppress the other one!"

Lu Ming responded strongly.

"Arrogant and unaware of the greatness of the world, then I will challenge you now. If you lose, you will lose your cultivation. Do you dare to fight me?"

The young man from Wanjia spoke, his eyes filled with cold light.

"Lu Ming, don't agree. This person is named Wantianbing, a medium-sized heavenly spirit body, and his cultivation has reached the perfection of the Mingsheng. I don't know how many times stronger than Wantianlong!"

Huang Ling hurriedly sent a message to Lu Ming.

Wantian soldiers are very famous among the younger generation of Guyue Holy Land, with medium-sized spiritual bodies. There are not many in the entire Guyue Holy Land.

"A medium-sized spirit body?" Lu Ming sneered at the corner of his mouth, and a fighting spirit appeared in his eyes, saying, "Okay, I'll fight, but I'm afraid I will defeat you, and there are a bunch of old men running out of your Wan family to cause trouble for me!"

"Don't worry, if you win, you will not ask about the matter of practicing the Ten Thousand Soldiers!"

The old man from the Wan family spoke, as if he was very confident in Wan Tianbing.

"good!"

Then, Lu Ming looked at the Jinwu clan again and said, "Where are you going to challenge me? I will continue!"

"I'll fight you!"

A young man walked out next to the ninth prince of Jinwu, with a look of arrogance on his face.

"Lu Ming, this person is the Sixth Prince of Jinwu. His strength and talent are not inferior to that of Wantian soldiers!"

Huang Ling hurriedly sent a message to Lu Ming again.

"Okay, you and the Wan Tianbing will come together. I'm too lazy to fight one by one and solve it together!"

Lu Ming said.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone at the scene was stunned.

Lu Ming actually wants to fight against the Sixth Prince of Jinwu and Wan Tianbing at the same time?

You should know that the Sixth Prince of Jinwu and Wan Tianbing are famous geniuses among the younger generation of Guyue Holy Land. They are of medium-sized heavenly spirits, and they are almost invincible in the battle at the same level.

Lu Ming is now going to fight two people at the same time.

"Haha, arrogant, really arrogant. I have seen arrogant people, but I have never seen such arrogant people!"

Wan Tianbing laughed loudly, full of ridicule.

"Nonsense, dare to respond or not, speak straight, don't dare to fight, just get out!"

Lu Ming scolded.

"Okay, since you are seeking death by yourself, I will fulfill your wish, the Sixth Prince, where are you?"

Wan Tianbing spoke coldly and looked at the Sixth Prince of Jinwu.

"It's him who is seeking death himself, so he will naturally be able to help him. Anyway, so many people have seen it, so as not to say that we are bullying the less!"

The Sixth Prince of Jinwu had extremely cold eyes.

"Okay, but I have to decide the time!"

Lu Ming said.

"You decide the time. If you decide it a hundred years later, a thousand years later, how can you compare?"

Wan Tianbing sneered.

"A month later, how about the battle at Phoenix Lake?"

Lu Ming said.

"A month later? Okay, I agree!"

"I agree too!"

Wan Tiancheng and the Sixth Prince of Jinwu spoke one after another.

In one month, Lu Ming can still make a big difference, and it is their joint efforts that Lu Ming has no hope.

They also heard about Lu Ming’s performance in the Phoenix Nest.

But they are medium-level heavenly spirit bodies, with a perfect cultivation level of the wise and saint, and their magical powers are powerful, and they can easily crush geniuses of the same level, such as Huang Jian.

Therefore, they didn't take Lu Ming seriously at all. Even if they were alone, they were sure to suppress Lu Ming, let alone the two of them.

Since Lu Ming hid in Phoenix Palace and couldn't come out, he would use the challenge to kill Lu Ming.

"A month later, the battle of Phoenix Lake, please, please!"

Lu Ming waved his sleeves and turned around and left in the air.
Chapter completed!