boom!

The thunderous explosion sounded, the dragon roared, resounding throughout the world.

In the end, the Dragon of Flame was defeated, bursting out one by one, disappearing intovisible shape.

roar!

Although the three-colored true dragon was smaller, it still rushed towards the Shengwei.

Shengwei's body shook violently and retreated wildly.

The scene was silent like death.

Lu Ming is too strong. Not only did he break through King Wu, but he actually failed to defeat the holy power that reached the peak of King Wu's second level. This is incredible.

boom!

Lu Ming strode forward, waved his hand, and a huge palm print enveloped Shengkong.

"Let's take action together!"

Shengkong roared, and on the other side, Shengwei also recovered, burst out with all his strength, and rushed towards Lu Ming.

The two joined forces and their power was extremely terrifying.

But everything is futile.

Boom! Boom!…

With a few bangs, Sheng Wei coughed up blood in his mouth and his body retreated back like a cannonball.

Then, another crisp slap was heard, and Lu Ming slapped Shengkong in the face.

"The third slap!"

Lu Ming's faint voice sounded.

"Die, die, little beast, I want you to die without a place to bury!"

Shengkong yelled like crazy, and he was almost crazy.

Who is he? The direct lineage of the Holy Family and a peerless genius, he grew up with a golden key in his arms. Who dared to treat him like this since he was a child?

Now in front of everyone, he was slapped three times by Lu Ming, which was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

"So much nonsense, beat me!"

Lu Ming moved his body and rushed towards Shengkong again.

Shengkong roared in shock and attacked Lu Ming like crazy, but nothing was useless.

Bang!

He was slapped hard on his face again, extremely crisp and clearly.

"The fourth slap!"

Lu Ming's faint voice sounded again.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Shengkong roared randomly, his heart almost collapsed.

Others felt a chill of gums, as if the slap was sucking on their faces.

"Lu Ming, let Shengkong go, do you know that you have caused a huge disaster!"

On the side, Shengwei roared, his face full of horror, and he did not dare to help.

"It's ridiculous. If I slap him a few times, it would be a huge disaster? He just attacked the East Tian Villa. Why didn't you say that he caused a huge disaster?"

Lu Ming sneered and scolded.

"Lu Ming, we are the direct descendants of the Holy Family. Do you know? We are different from you!"

The Holy Power roared, and called the direct descendants of the Holy Family very seriously.

"What kind of dogs and the direct descendants of the Holy Family are worthless in my eyes!"

Bang!

As Lu Ming finished speaking, Lu Ming slapped Shengkong in the face again.

"The fifth slap!"

Bang!

Sixth slap!

The seventh slap!

…

The slap kept ringing, and everyone was stunned and stared blankly.

Especially Sheng Wushuang, his face was no longer covered in blood at this time, and his body was trembling because of fear.

At this time, Shengkong's face was swollen like a pig's head, and his meridians were blocked, completely losing his resistance.

"stop!"

When Lu Ming finished his eighth slap and was about to slap his ninth slap, a shocking roar came from afar.

"Haha, Lu Ming, you're dead, why don't you let go of Shengkong?"

When he heard this sound, the Holy Power was ecstatic because this sound belonged to the elder Shengyao.

Lu Ming frowned, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, but his palm kept slapping the ninth slap.

Bang!

Shengkong was knocked out directly.

"Bold, seeking death!"

The sound rang again, filled with this rage and extremely cold murderous intent.

Swish! Swish!

Two more figures appeared on the scene.

One is the Lord of the Palace of Thunder, and the other is the elder of the Holy Family, Sheng Yao.

At this time, both of them were filled with terrible murderous intent.

"Damn it, this little beast Lu Ming has actually broken through the realm of King of Martial Arts, and his combat power is so strong. Chao'er and Changkong must be in danger!"

The Lord of the Palace of Thunder roared in his heart.

Previously, he thought someone would help Lu Ming, but now it has proved that Lu Ming does not need other people to help him at all. The masters he sent were no match for Lu Ming.

He had tried his best to overestimate Lu Ming, set up a series of games, and sent a master of the third level of the Martial King and four second level of the Martial King to deal with a half-step king like Lu Ming. This was simply impossible to fail, but it failed.

"Little beast, I'll tell you to stop, haven't you heard it?"

Sheng Yao looked at Lu Ming with an extremely cold look.

"Didn't I stop?"

Lu Ming smiled faintly.

"Lu Ming, do you know who this is? This is the elder of the Holy Family. In front of the elders of the Holy Family, they dare to argue and seek death!"

"Also, you dare to hurt the heroes of the Saint Family. You have already committed a great sin. Should you kneel down and destroy your cultivation and confess your guilt obediently!"

The Lord of the Palace of Thunder shouted loudly.

"A confession? Haha, that guy didn't ask any questions, and attacked Dongtian Villa as soon as he came. According to the rules, he should be punished. I just fought back. What's the crime?"

Lu Ming responded lightly without fear.

"Shut up, what is your identity? A bad life, how can you compare with the direct lineage of the Holy Family? Don't kneel down and confess your guilt!"

The Lord of the Palace of Thunder shouted loudly.

"I'll kneel down, old man, you treat yourself as a dog, don't treat others as a dog, you have to kneel down and lick the Holy Family, go back and lick slowly!"

Lu Ming shouted loudly.

He was originally full of murderous intention towards the Lord of Thunder. Now the Lord of Thunder said a little beast on the left and a right sentence to kneel down to confess his guilt. Lu Ming was immediately angry and did not give any face.

The other Emperor Tian Shenwei were stunned. Lu Ming was so bold that he dared to scold the Lord of Thunder in public.

Sure enough, the Lord of the Palace of Thunder turned red with an old face, and his whole body was trembling with anger. He pointed at Lu Ming and shouted: "Great devil, Great devil!"

"Brother Zheng, why are you talking nonsense to him? Let's take down his cultivation level and destroy his cultivation!"

Sheng Yao shouted coldly, raised his hand, and the terrifying fire artistic conception burst out, forming a giant hand of flames, and grabbed towards Lu Ming.

There is a hot spring in the world.

The same is the artistic conception of fire. Compared with the holy power and the holy brilliance, it is garbage. It is a hundred and eight thousand miles apart and there is no comparison at all.

"not good!"
To be continued...