The sound came out, and everyone around was stunned and looked at Lu Ming in surprise.

Where did this guy come from? He was so bold that he not only seriously injured Shengfeng and took his storage ring, but now he also asked Shengkong and the others to pay 50,000 spiritual crystals each?

This is simply a blatant robbery.

Everyone was already in chaos, and Shengkong and the others were even more surprised and stared at Lu Ming incredible ways.

"What did you say? What did you say?"

Another young man from the Saint Family simply suspected that he had heard it wrong.

In Tianxuan City, someone dared to treat them like this? Even the heroes of the Mu family dared not.

"I don't want to repeat it again. Within three breaths, I handed over 50,000 spiritual crystals, one!"

Lu Ming started counting directly.

"You... don't go too far. This is Tianxuan City, not the Eastern Palace. You are looking for death, looking for death!"

Shengkong screamed wildly.

"two!"

Lu Ming did not pause at all and began to count to two.

"Damn it! Damn it, you guys, hurry up and take this kid!"

Shengkong yelled at the iron armored soldiers.

But the iron-armored soldiers remained indifferent.

They are under the jurisdiction of the Tianxuan Palace Palace Master and are only responsible for protecting the city gate. As for the personal grudges of other Emperors and God Guards, they will not interfere.

"three!"

At this moment, Lu Ming's cold voice sounded.

"retreat!"

Shengkong and another young man from the Holy Family flew away as fast as lightning.

But they are faster, Lu Ming is faster.

Swish!

The spear in Lu Ming's hand was pulled out directly.

Touch! Touch!

The gun rod of the spear was directly pulled into Shengkong's faces.

The two screamed and flew out from afar.

"Now, it's not a problem with 50,000 spiritual crystals!"

Lu Ming strode towards Shengkong and the others.

"Lu Ming, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!"

Sheng Kong screamed hysterically, feeling that half of his face was no longer his.

"Bold, who dares to hit my Holy Family, and seek death!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from the city gate, and then a figure rushed over like a gust of wind.

call out!

Before the person arrived, a water sword condensed by the current of water stabbed towards Lu Ming's eyebrows.

The sword of water flow contains a powerful water artistic conception.

Lu Ming's face changed. This sword made him feel a strong threat.

In an instant, the true energy in his body burst out wildly, his artistic conception gathered, and he stabbed forward with a shot.

bump!

A crisp sound rang out, and Lu Ming found that the water flow sword was harder than an ordinary fourth-level spiritual soldier. At the same time, a vast force erupted, and Lu Ming's body shook and he couldn't help but retreat.

At this time, a figure appeared and appeared beside Shengkong and the others.

This is a young man in a blue robe, looking twenty-five or six years old, with a handsome appearance, but there is a hint of coldness and arrogance between his eyebrows.

"Sacred River, it's the Holy River!"

As soon as the young man appeared, there were bursts of exclamations coming from the side.

"I didn't expect that Shengjiang was nearby. That boy's life was over. Shengjiang had just made a small success as a king a year ago!"

"But then again, this kid is really brave. He even dares to fight against the heroes of the Saint Family. I heard that he came from the east, so I probably never heard of the reputation of the Saint Family!"

Some people shook their heads, thinking that Lu Ming was in danger.

"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang, you're here just right. This kid dares

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Beat us and insult our Holy Family, you cannot forgive me. Brother Jiang, you must destroy him for me!"

When Shengkong saw Shengjiang, he was ecstatic and screamed in excitement.

But what responded to him was Shengjiang's kick.

Sheng Jiang kicked Sheng Kong directly in the face, kicking him in a daze.

"A wasteful guy was beaten so badly by a boy from the east. It's really a shame to my Holy Family!"

Sheng Jiang looked at Shengkong coldly, then glanced at Lu Ming and said, "But, no matter how useless I am from the Holy Family, I am not something outsiders can fight. Boy, since you have taken action, you have to bear the consequences!"

His eyes looked contemptuous and a lofty expression.

Lu Ming curled his lips and sneered: "Oh? According to your opinion, they attacked me, I can't fight back? Is there such a reason in the world?"

"Of course you can fight back, but if you fight back, you have to pay corresponding or more heavy retribution. What? Do you still need me to do it yourself?"

Shengjiang's faint saying.

"Nonsense, if you want to do it, just do it!"

Lu Ming blew coldly.

Shengjiang's face became gloomy and he said coldly: "My stubborn, don't think that you can fight me with just one move. It's so naive. Now, I'll let you see the difference between the small-success king and the low-ranking king!"

While speaking, a powerful aura burst out from Shengjiang.

The aura of the fourth level of the Martial King, and the artistic conception of the first level of water.

Then, Shengjiang waved his hand and suddenly a large amount of water flowed out of the sky.

All these water flows are converted into one handful of water flows.

"kill!"

Shengjiang waved his hand and at least one hundred water flow swords shot towards Lu Ming.

The Sword of Water Flow penetrates the void and creates an astonishing sonic boom.

Lu Ming's eyes were a little solemn, and his palm was held in the void. In the world, the infinite thunder power condensed, forming a series of thunder guns.

"go!"

Lu Ming waved his hand, and the thunder spear flew out and blew together with the water flowing swords.

Touch! Touch! Touch!…

In the sky, there were roars of victory, and more than a hundred consecutive sounds were heard.

This is the collision of artistic conception and artistic conception!

Finally, the Sword of Water and the Spike of Thunder disappeared together.

The people watching the battle around opened their eyes in shock.

Lu Ming, he can actually block Shengjiang's attack, how is this possible?

"The artistic conception, this is called Lu Ming. The artistic conception of thunder has reached a level one small success, and the artistic conception is no worse than the artistic conception of a small success king!"

"Awesome, awesome. In this way, before he breaks through the Little King, there will be no bottlenecks and can pass the level all the way. I see, in less than two years, Lu Ming can reach the Little King!"

The artistic conception is first achieved, and as long as energy is accumulated, it can be broken through. However, it will take one or two years for ordinary people to constantly refine the top-grade spiritual crystals.

This is already very fast.

"Boy, it turns out that your thunder artistic conception has exceeded one level of small success. No wonder you are so arrogant. However, combat power depends on the comprehensiveness of various factors to form a powerful combat power. You and me are still far from each other!"

bump!

Shengjiang stepped forward, and the true energy on his body was boiling like the substance, like wisps of blue flames jumping.

"cut!"

A level 5 medium-grade spiritual soldier battle sword appeared in Shengjiang's hand. The majestic true essence and the artistic conception of water merged, and then a sword was slashed out.

A crystal blue sword light, which was a hundred meters long, slashed down towards Lu Ming.

"Real Dragon Strike!"

Lu Ming shouted loudly, and burst out all his strength and stabbed him with one shot.
Chapter completed!