They actually didn't want to laugh, but Lu Ming's words really made them unable to help them.

Especially Mingfeng, he laughed so hard that tears flowed out.

Even other disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect couldn't help laughing out loud.

Wu Kui's face turned into a pig's liver color, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his whole body was trembling with anger, and he roared: "Miscellaneous, die for me!"

boom!

Wu Kui punched Lu Ming, and the force of the fist condensed into a mountain, which was amazingly powerful.

Lu Ming sneered, without giving in at all, and punched him out.

bump!

Lu Ming's fist hit the mountain that Wu Kui hit, and a scene that made people stare at him appeared. The mountain roared and was smashed by Lu Ming's punch to explode.

Bump!

Wu Kui took seven or eight steps in a row, and his fist trembled.

The people around were gasping for breath.

Lu Ming actually knocked Wu Kui back with one punch. How is this possible?

Wu Kui's strength just now was amazing. He surpassed many masters of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. He was simply an invincible existence in the realm of a great martial artist. Now he was knocked back by Lu Ming with one punch?

A few months ago, although Lu Ming showed great combat power in the Ditian Martial Arts Arena, he was able to win ten consecutive victories across level 2, which was extremely terrifying.

But his cultivation level is only at the sixth level of the Great Martial Arts.

Wu Kui is at the peak of the ninth level of the great martial arts master, and he is a peerless genius.

Before this punch, no one thought Lu Ming could fight Wu Kui, but the facts were beyond everyone's expectations.

"Damn it!"

Wu Kui roared, and his breath became even more terrifying, like a furious lion.

"What's the name? You are too weak. Are there a few more people in the Ten-Stand Sword Sect who are better than you? Let's go together. I don't have so much time to play with you. If you want to take action, hurry up and go together."

Lu Ming's eyes swept over the disciples of the other Sword Sects and said lightly.

"What? What?"

The disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect were stunned.

The audience around were also stunned.

Lu Ming actually wants to challenge all the masters of the Shifang Sword Sect. Is he crazy?

In the sky, Lin Xueyi's eyes flashed with light, staring at Lu Ming.

"This young man is very strong, but he underestimates the genius of the Shifang Sword Sect!"

An elder of the golden robe shook his head and said.

"It's not that I underestimate the genius of the Shifang Sword Sect, but that this young man has this confidence."

Lin Xueyi said.

"Have this confidence? The head of the sect means, can this little guy win by challenging many masters of the Ten-Strait Sword Sect? How is this possible? Even when Qiu Changkong is in the realm of a great martial artist, he is not that strong, right?"

The elder Taoist in the golden robe.

"Not fighting yet, who knows?"

Lin Xueyi smiled faintly.

Several other elders with golden robe were a little surprised.

"Arrogant, too arrogant."

"He is seeking death!"

"Kill him!"

Many disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect roared angrily.

"Tianyun, since you are so confident, don't blame us for believing that more is the best and we will take action together."

A heroic young man said coldly, stepping out and appearing on one side of Lu Ming, forming a horn with Wu Kui.

boom!

Then, an amazing aura erupted from the young man, and then a blood vessel in the shape of a battle knife emerged.

There is no doubt that it is also a special bloodline.

As soon as the bloodline came out, a shocking sword light rushed straight into the sky, with a strong aura that was even more terrifying than Wu Kui.

Swish! Swish!

Then, his body flashed, and four more bodies appeared around Lu Ming, surrounding Lu Ming.

The four of them, each of them had bloodlines suspended from the top of their heads. There were two of them, special bloodlines, and there were two of them. Although they were not special bloodlines, they were also extremely powerful aliens.

Every breath is powerful and terrifying, and every breath is stronger than Wu Kui.

Several special blood geniuses from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect had pale faces, no bloody color, and their eyes were full of depressedness.

The people around him also widened their eyes in shock.

Previously, Wu Kui said that there were five people in the Ten-Terminal Sword Sect better than him, and he didn't believe it even though he believed that Wu Kui was intentionally raising the Ten-Terminal Sword Sect.

But now, they know that what Wu Kui said is true.

The Ten-Strait Sword Sect really has five geniuses, which are stronger than Wu Kui.

This is so amazing that countless people were shocked by the strength of the Ten-Stand Sword Sect.

"One of such a genius is enough to sweep away the same level, let alone six!"

"Tianyun is over, I will die here today. It's a pity that a genius will definitely not be weaker than the six heroes in time!"

Everyone sighed repeatedly.

"Do it!"

At this moment, six peerless geniuses took action together.

Boom! Boom!...

The six different attacks roared towards Lu Ming from different directions.

Each path is extremely terrifying, and each path is as powerful as the first level of Wuzong.

The Great Martial Arts and the Wuzong are two completely different realms, with a huge gap, just like the difference between heaven and earth.

Very few people can have the combat power to compete with the first level of the Martial Master in the realm of the Great Martial Master.

Now, the six people in the Ten-Strait Sword Sect are almost as powerful as the first level of the Wu Sect. You can imagine how terrifying it is.

"Wind, fire!"

Lu Ming whispered, holding the void in his right hand, a spear condensed out, and the spear was integrated into the momentum of wind and fire.

boom!

Then, Lu Ming's legs bent slightly, and with a sudden force, a big hole exploded on the ground under his feet, and the floor cracked like a spider web. Lu Ming's body soared into the sky like a cannonball, and a spear stabbed upwards, making a terrifying howling sound.

boom!

The attacks that the six people jointly blasted out were shot out by Lu Ming with one shot. Lu Ming soared straight up and rushed towards Gao Tian.

"Roar up and surround him!"

A genius from the Ten Directions Sword Sect shouted, and then the sound of breaking through the air sounded, and six figures bounced from the ground and rushed straight to hundreds of meters above the altitude.

"Humanitarian Palm!"

Lu Ming whispered and blasted his palm downwards.

call!

Between the heaven and earth, spiritual energy surged wildly, gathering towards Lu Ming. A huge palm print emerged from the air, and the stripes on the palm were clear, just like the real one.

The huge palm print banged downwards, and the air continued to explode wherever the palm print passed, which was extremely terrifying.

"Not good, join forces to compete!"

The faces of the six people in the Shifang Sword Sect changed drastically and they let out a roar of horror. The six people tried their best. Suddenly, six terrifying attacks gathered together and blasted towards the huge palm print.

"Suppress me!"

A glimmer flashed in Lu Ming's eyes and he shouted softly.

boom!

The palm print intersects the attacks of the six people, and the energy swept through, forming a terrible shock wave, rushing in all directions.

"not good!"

Below, the crowd changed their faces and fled in scattered. Touch! Touch!

The ground was swept by the energy, and huge pits were blown out.

bump!

Then, a shocking sound came from the attack of six people from the Ten-Stand Sword Sect, shattered by the palm prints, and the palm prints continued to be suppressed.

"how so?"

Wu Kui yelled.

Six geniuses of the Shifang Sword Sect want to escape, but they are already shrouded in the humanitarian palm and are unable to escape.
Chapter completed!