"Crush me!"

The Supreme Saint Son roared, his fist as strong as a mountain, and his fist, which was as strong as a mountain, hit Lu Ming.

Rumble!

Lu Ming saw that a huge golden fist was violently vibrated under the pressure of the air.

roar!

Lu Ming let out a roar, like the roar of an ancient god, and swept it out with a shot.

when!

The spear collided with the golden fist of the Supreme Son, and the terrifying sound waves were like circles of water waves, spreading everywhere.

Buzz!

Lu Ming's spear was shaking wildly, as if it was almost shattered. Lu Ming's body, which was hundreds of meters high, was shocked and he retreated continuously.

Dong! Dong!...

The body, which was a hundred meters high, made a violent roar on the battlefield, and the battle platform kept vibrating. Lu Ming took more than ten steps back before he stood firm.

"Lu Ming, defeat me, kneel down!"

The Supreme Son roared, looked down at Lu Ming, and his huge fists kept pressing towards Lu Ming, trying to kneel on the ground.

"You think you can only grow bigger, and you can become bigger, big, big, big, big, big!"

Lu Ming shouted loudly, and his body also grew bigger quickly.

Lu Ming's body also changed to two hundred meters high, and the scales on his body also turned into blue scales.

Lu Ming did not continue to retain it, but directly turned into the ancient Qingjiao god.

boom!

He shot out and then hit the Supreme Saint Son again. The sky kept shaking, and the two figures retreated continuously.

The two of them took more than ten steps back.

"What? The Holy Son Lu Ming retained his strength before, which is really amazing."

Lu Ming turned into the ancient god of Qingjia, and more people were shocked.

Originally, everyone thought that Lu Ming had reached his limit and could not be stronger.

However, Lu Ming still thought he was not at a loss. As his opponent became stronger, Lu Ming became stronger and stronger.

The Supreme Son used the secret technique of Supreme Vajra and turned into a giant two hundred meters high.

Lu Ming also turned into the ancient god of Qingjia.

"Damn it!"

The Supreme Son roared, his heart was shaken, and deep fear flashed in his eyes.

Yes, he was deeply shocked by Lu Ming's endless means, and he was also scared.

"No, I must win today, and I must kill this kid, I must kill him."

The Supreme Son roared wildly in his heart, and a ferocious look appeared in his eyes.

Originally, this competition could not be killed, but now he doesn't care. He will kill Lu Ming no matter what.

With his backstage, so what if he kills Lu Ming? Who will punish him for the sake of a dead person?

"kill!"

The Supreme Son roared, waved his fists and roared towards Lu Ming.

"kill!"

Lu Ming was not afraid at all and also rushed towards the Supreme Saint Son. Two huge figures collided and fought each other.

Both of them used their best to suppress each other.

Boom! Boom!...

The two fought on the battle stage, and then fought from the battle stage to the sky.

This battle has more than one hundred moves.

bump!

The Supreme Son punched Lu Ming's shoulder and directly penetrated Lu Ming's shoulder. The blue scales were mixed with flesh and blood.

However, Lu Ming's spear also stabbed the Supreme Saint Son's abdomen, directly piercing his abdomen, and blowing out a big hole.

Tragic! The battle is very tragic.

Until now, both of them know that their combat power is equal, and only by fighting hard can one win.

It's up to see who is more ruthless and has stronger willpower.

The two of them fought again despite their injuries and had not yet recovered.

Next, both of them were hit, exchanging injuries for injuries, and their injuries worsened.

But both of them didn't care. In their eyes, there was only one purpose, which was to defeat their opponents.

"Lu Ming..."

On the side of the battle stand, Ouyang Qingxiang, Yue Linglong and others were all watching nervously, holding their hands tightly together.

They naturally hope that Lu Ming can win.

The Supreme Son and those who support the Supreme Son are also very nervous, hoping that the Supreme Son can win.

So, most of them held their breath, stared at the two figures tightly, waiting for the final result.

"Damn, this kid actually has such strong strength."

The Supreme Son became more and more shocked the more he fought. Lu Ming's strength, patience, and ruthlessness were beyond his expectations.

"I will definitely win. My cultivation is at the sixth level of the God of Heaven, with strong and concise divine power. But he, only at the peak of the true god, would not believe it. With my divine power, I would not be able to compare with him, and I would even consume him to death."

The Supreme Son thought to himself.

Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed.

Lu Ming has the word "正" in his body and has stored a lot of divine power, which is stronger than divine power. He has never been afraid of anyone.

The two fought for more than two hundred moves. At this time, the Supreme Son's divine power was gradually defeated, but Lu Ming was still alive.

"No, Lu Ming, this monster, if this continues, Qiankun will be defeated, and I must stop it."

The Supreme Being secretly cried out in his heart, and then shouted: "Stop!"

Hearing this voice, the Supreme Son wanted to retreat and stopped fighting.

But how could Lu Ming make him retreat easily?

Lu Ming quickly followed, and his spear kept stabbing the Supreme Holy Son, making the Supreme Holy Son unable to retreat.

Seeing this, a ferocious look flashed in the Supreme Touch's eyes, and a powerful aura burst out from his body, pressing towards Lu Ming and the Supreme Holy Son. A cold voice came out: "Lu Ming, I told you to retreat, didn't you hear it?"

However, at the moment when the Supreme Movement exploded, Ouyang Qingxiang's grandfather also moved, bursting out a breath, offsetting the Supreme Movement's breath.

Therefore, Lu Ming's body stopped for a moment and continued to fight towards the Supreme Holy Son.

"Supreme Move, what are you doing? They are competing, and during the competition, others have no right to intervene."

Ouyang Qingxiang's grandfather, Yue Wuya, said coldly.

"Who said I'm going to intervene? I just announced something!"

The Supreme Moves.

"What's the matter, just tell me?"

Yue Wuya said coldly.

"Today's battle is too tragic. The two of them are still tied now, and they are seriously injured. If this continues, it will be detrimental to them. I suggest that today we will end with a tie and fight again another day so as not to hurt their origin."

The Supreme Moves.

A cunning light flashed in his eyes.

As long as he stops the battle now and fights again in the future, he will have a way to let the Supreme Saint Son win next time, and even let Lu Ming disappear forever, unable to compete with the Supreme Saint Son.

"Hahaha, it's ridiculous, old man, you're too shameless. Now everyone can see that the Supreme Qiankun's divine power is no longer good and will be defeated soon. You actually said it was a draw, and you said it was a good thing for us. Bah, shameless."

Lu Ming was really angry and cursed directly.

He has seen many shameless people, and Supreme Movement can definitely be among the top five.
Chapter completed!