Touch! Touch!

The heroes of the Saint Family flew backwards like sandbags.

I saw that with Lu Ming as the center, the Saint Family heroes flew backwards, then glided along the battle platform at a very fast speed, gliding for several miles before stopping, and blood was constantly spewing out of their mouths.

These are all warriors of the fourth level of the Martial King, who are vulnerable to Lu Ming.

The warriors at the fifth level of the Martial King were also knocked away and slid backwards, but they did not fall to the ground and could still stand firm. However, blood was also overflowing from their mouths.

Only the warrior at the sixth level of the Martial King blocked the attack head-on, but also retreated dozens of steps backwards.

Even the Holy Chong and the Holy Wolf took seven or eight steps back.

The siege of many heroes of the Saint Family was instantly shattered under Lu Ming's attack.

Boom! Boom!

In the audience, countless people could not control their emotions when they saw this scene. The breath on their bodies came out violently, their eyes widened, and they yelled.

"Three artistic conceptions of heaven and earth, the three artistic conceptions of heaven and earth that Lu Ming comprehended!"

"The three artistic conceptions of heaven and earth are all condensed into artistic conception runes, and two of them have actually cultivated to the level of a level of small success. How did he do it?"

"It is impossible. Cultivating multiple artistic conceptions will create resistance between each other. How did he do it and how could this happen?"

"It's too strong, the Holy Family members were completely defeated and defeated in one move!"

"He didn't use his full strength just now, otherwise, what kind of Shengchuan, Shengfei, kill with one move."

"So, he is not arrogant, but has the strength."

"I understand now that those soul-sealing jade tablets were not obtained by plotting against others. They were obtained by him killing the corpse guards himself. He had this strength!"

Many people yelled around, unable to suppress their excitement, and even the people who spoke would offend the Holy Family.

It's really shocking.

"Why is this happening?"

Shengyao, at this time, the old eyes almost popped out, and the aura on his body was uncontrollably emitting. Many people next to him retreated in shock.

But he didn't feel anything at all, and his eyes were staring at Lu Ming tightly, full of incredibleness.

"Three and three kinds of artistic conceptions of heaven and earth have been cultivated into artistic conception runes, and there are two kinds of first-level small successes. Why? Why?"

Sheng Wushuang seemed to have lost his soul, staring at Lu Ming with his eyes tightly and whispered constantly.

He had no choice but to accept all this.

He used to mock fellow practitioner Lu Ming for his various artistic conceptions and would never achieve anything.

But now, he has not yet condensed the artistic conception runes when he practices one kind of artistic conception. However, Lu Ming has cultivated the three kinds of artistic conception, and all of them have reached the first level of small success.

Compared with Lu Ming, he was simply garbage. No, he couldn't even compare with garbage, it was just dirt.

At this moment, his martial arts heart collapsed, his breath fluctuated and his eyes were silent.

Over the past period of time, Lu Ming has caused a series of blows to him.

Now, just now, the blow finally reached its peak and broke his martial arts heart.

Once the heart of martial arts dispersed, it will be difficult for martial arts to advance from then on. In other words, Sheng Wushuang will never be able to break through to the realm of the Martial King in his entire life.

It's really ridiculous. At the beginning, he said that Lu Ming would never break through to King Wu in his life, but now, this fact falls on him.

"What a waste!"

On the side, Shengyao discovered Sheng Wushuang's condition and shouted coldly.

On the battlefield, Sheng Chong, Sheng Lang and others were also extremely shocked.

With one move, Lu Ming only made one move, but the power contained in that move was too terrifying, far exceeding the peak of the Sixth Level of the Martial King.

"With this little strength, I still want to ruin me?"

Lu Ming held a spear in his hand, his long hair was flying, and his momentum was as mad as he was.

"Lu Ming, your strength is really good. Let's do this. What if this battle is tied?"

Sheng Chong looked at Lu Ming, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes and shouted.

This battle was completely carried out by the Holy Family, but if it ended with a draw and it was spread, the Holy Family would have better face.

Some people around him showed contempt.

It is obvious that Sheng Chong is afraid.

"Get? Haha, do you think you are qualified to tie with me?"

Lu Ming laughed loudly, holding a spear in his hand, and walked towards the Holy Chong, the Holy Wolf and others.

"Lu Ming, don't toast or not eat the punishment for the wine!"

Sheng Chong roared and his body couldn't help but retreat.

"Nonsense, either give in or fight!"

Lu Ming scolded.

"Lu Ming, enough!"

Sheng Yao shouted coldly, his eyes cold.

"Old guy, on the Divine Guard Battle Platform, is it your turn to interrupt?"

Lu Ming didn't look back and scolded him directly.

"you"

As the peak king, Shengyao, the elder of the Emperor Tian Shen Palace, was scolded by a junior so much that he almost vomited blood.

Lu Ming kept walking towards Sheng Chong and others.

"Damn it, damn it, let's take action together!"

Sheng Chong roared, knowing that this battle could not be avoided.

Only one battle.

If they dare not fight and admit defeat, they will definitely not become a laughing stock and will be punished by the Holy Family.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Sheng Chong, Sheng Lang and others yelled and burst out with all their strength.

Above Sheng Chong's head, a green divine bird kept flying, the wind filled the mood, and the strong wind swept through.

On the top of the holy wolf is a giant wolf, with flames soaring into the sky and the artistic conception of fire spreading in the sky.

There are also some other masters of the sixth and fifth level of the Martial Kings, and together, there are exactly ten people.

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

Ten attacks roared towards Lu Ming from different angles.

"Ten Thousand Dragons Kill!"

Lu Ming stabbed out with a shot, and dozens of three-colored real dragons flew out, rushing towards the ten Saint Family heroes.

Lu Ming stepped forward and rushed towards the Holy Wolf and the Holy Wolf.

Swish!

The huge gun light, thicker than a water tank, blasted towards the two of them.

The two of them were shocked and used their own tricks to resist, but they were useless. They were hit by the huge gun light and their bodies were shocked. They flew backwards and blood was squirting from their mouths.

I kept flying for several miles before I staggered to stand firm.

Under the battle stage, countless people looked at the battle stage in shock and looked at Lu Ming's figure.

At this moment, Lu Ming was like an invincible god of war, invincible.

"A great genius!"

There was only one sentence in everyone's heart.

"Maybe, in another three or five years, Lu Ming may be on the list of thousands of prides!"

"I also feel that as long as Lu Ming maintains this momentum, he may be on the list of thousands of prides in three years or up to five years."

"In that case, wouldn't we have two geniuses on the Thousand Pride List?"

In the audience, someone whispered.

"You guys, give up!"

Lu Ming stared at Sheng Chong and the Holy Wolf.

"It's impossible for us to admit defeat, Lu Ming, unless you knock us out of the Divine Guard Battle Stage, otherwise, we won't admit defeat!"

The holy wolf shouted.

"I'm pretty strong, so I'll help you!"

Lu Ming strode forward.

(End of this chapter)

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