Swish! Swish!

Then, Lu Ming shot two consecutive shots.

These two guns were as fast as lightning, like two meteors passing through the sky, carrying hot flames, illuminating the sky.

Boom! Boom!

Then two meteors suddenly burst out, and the terrifying and violent power burst out instantly.

From where the three of them fought, there were waves of sword energy, sword lights, and hot gun lights sweeping out without any money.

Several silver-robed elders set up heavy defenses to protect the tables, chairs and other disciples of the Fourth Academy behind them.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

At this time, a battle knife and a battle sword flew out from afar. At the same time, two screams were heard, and two figures were thrown out, and blood scattered in the sky.

It is Jian Wuchen and the young man holding the sword.

The light disappeared, and Lu Ming stood in the scene holding a spear, motionless.

Win, Lu Ming won.

The two geniuses who fought alone in Qilin Academy were still just one move, sweeping the other side with a destructive force.

Too powerful.

No matter what genius you are, no matter what special bloodline you are, one shot of each person and sweep the world.

Everyone seemed to see such a picture.

Jian Wuchen and the young man holding the knife were broken, and scars appeared on their bodies, and they were in a mess.

Lu Ming walked towards Jian Wuchen step by step, looked down at him, and said calmly: "I said that within three moves, you will definitely defeat you. Now there are exactly three moves!"

"Lu Ming, wait for me, sooner or later, I will kill you."

Jian Wuchen looked at Lu Ming frantically, his eyes full of ferocious expressions.

"Look, you are here again. Didn't you say it just now? People who are not capable of talking big, that's a joke. Now, you can't even make a joke."

Lu Ming said mockingly.

"Tell me, just say that I, Jian Wuchen, will I give you ten times, hundred times, and thousand times in the future. I will torture you. I will humiliate Qiuyue in front of you, make you feel unyielding and regret what you did today."

Jian Wuchen yelled like a mad dog, and the murderous intent in his eyes was as strong as the essence.

He had already hated Lu Ming to the core. This kind of trash-like thing dared to hurt him and defeat him in front of so many people. In his opinion, this was a great shame.

Of course, he would not think about the things he humiliated others. In his opinion, that is what he should do.

Lu Ming smiled, but in his smile, he had a cold murderous intent.

"I, Lu Ming, hate others threatening me the most in my life. You shouldn't threaten me."

Lu Ming's voice became cold, and his murderous intent was unconcealed.

Jian Wuchen couldn't help but feel cold and shouted, "What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing? Didn't you just shouting to destroy me? Now you are threatening me again. In order to avoid future troubles, of course, you will also destroy you."

Lu Ming smiled faintly.

"Do you ruin me? Do you dare? Lu Ming, you are a garbage-like thing, do you know who I am? I am a special bloodline, a disciple of Qilin Academy, the future overlord of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and the future pillar, you dare to ruin me?"

Jian Wuchen laughed as if he heard a joke.

But he only laughed halfway, but he could no longer laugh.

Because he found that Lu Ming's eyes were cold and firm, and unshakable.

He felt cold in his heart, and a biting cold air rose from his tail vertebrae and rushed to the sky spirit cover. He hurriedly shouted, "No, don't..."

call out!

Before he could finish his words, Lu Ming's spear stabbed out and stabbed into his dantian, shattering the cyclone in his dantian.

Jian Wuchen was stunned for a while, before letting out a heart-wrenching scream: "Ahhh, my dantian, my cultivation level, Lu Ming, a low-class, garbage, you really have to destroy my cultivation level, you will not die a good death!"

Hissing...

There was a sound of gasping in the audience.

Lu Ming really nullified Jian Wuchen's cultivation.

He has a decisive personality, a cruel method, and a very bold courage.

Jian Wuchen is a peerless genius in Qilin Academy. His special bloodline is the key training target of Xuanyuan Sword Sect. His secret is hidden because he is afraid of being assassinated by other sects.

Now, my cultivation has been abolished by people from my own sect.

"It's good to be useless. If it were me, I wouldn't hesitate."

A fierce look flashed in Lingkong's eyes and said coldly.

The others were speechless, who was like you, like a monster, regardless of consequences.

"Lu Ming, you're done. If you destroy my cultivation, you can't escape. I'm a genius from Qilin Academy. The sect will definitely make the decision for me. You're dead."

Jian Wuchen still roared.

But Lu Ming's face was extremely calm, he looked at Jian Wuchen indifferently and said, "Idiot!"

"What?"

Jian Wuchen was a little stunned.

"I ask you, what are your dependencies?"

Lu Ming suddenly asked.

Jian Wuchen tried his best to cover his dantian, a little stunned.

The same is true for others, I don’t know what Lu Ming is asking this question.

"Your reliance is nothing more than your special bloodline and your talent. You rely on your special bloodline and think that you are arrogant, look down on others and treat others as garbage."

"With your special bloodline, the sect will protect you in every way and spend a lot of resources to cultivate you. All of this is brought by your bloodline and talent."

Lu Ming said.

"Yes, I am born noble, how could you envy me?" Jian Wuchen said.

Lu Ming smiled indifferently, looked down at Jian Wuchen, and said word by word: "But now your self-righteous talent is not even as good as trash in front of me. What you call talent is not bullshit in front of me."

"You said, will the sect punish me, a person with far more talent than you for the sake of your cultivation, for the sake of your waste, who has lost his cultivation? Is it possible?"

Rumble!

Every word and every word of Lu Ming exploded like thunder in Jian Wuchen's mind.

Yes, Lu Ming's talent is far above him, and his value to Xuanyuan Sword Sect is also far above him. How could he punish Lu Ming for him, a waste who has been destroyed?

It is absolutely impossible, maybe the top leaders of the sect will vigorously train Lu Ming.

"No, no, it's not like this, no, no."

Jian Wuchen roared in despair, unable to accept all this.

He knew that he was deposed and could only be deposed for nothing, and the sect would never stand up for him.

At the scene, others suddenly realized that it was indeed the case.

The talent Lu Ming now shows can be compared with geniuses like Duanmulin and Feng Wuji. His ordinary special bloodline is not as good as him, so how could he really punish him severely?

"Today's happy day for Brother Mu Yun, you guys will take him with you and get out of here!"

Lu Ming no longer looked at Jian Wuchen, who was like a pool of mud, and his eyes turned to the young man holding the knife.

At this time, the young man holding the sword and the strong young man were scared to death. How dare he say anything? He hurriedly dragged Jian Wuchen, who was still screaming, and quickly left the Jianwu Villa.

A storm that ended the honor of the Bronze List ended in a hurry because of Lu Ming's arrival.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!