"Boy, three moves to kill you!"
Mr. Lin screamed, and the blue light all over his body formed a beam of light, soaring into the sky.
"Tianfeng Hundred Palms!"
Mr. Lin swung out his palm, and the palm print screamed, and he killed Lu Ming.
Lu Ming stepped out, and the nine dragon powers in his body exploded, and the Thunder God Strike was activated. He punched out, and a phoenix formed by lightning flew towards Mr. Lin.
boom!
Thunderbolt Phoenix Feather's opponent's palm prints collided together.
"Break it!"
Mr. Lin showed a ferocious expression.
boom! boom! boom! ...
The moment they intersected, Mr. Lin's blue palm prints exploded, and a hundred layers of terrifying power burst out from the palm prints.
The lightning phoenix that Lu Ming played was defeated in an instant.
The palm prints continued to roar toward Lu Lu.
"Die, trash!" Mr. Lin yelled in his heart.
"What a wonderful artistic conception martial skill!"
Lu Ming's eyes moved, Mr. Lin's Artistic Conception Martial Skill is obviously a low-grade god-level martial skill, and the degree of cultivation is also the third level, but the power of the explosion is amazing.
It can only be said that the other party's Artistic Conception Martial Skill is a high-quality product, even more mysterious than Thunder God Strike.
Thinking about it, Mr. Lin is an official disciple of the Heavenly God Sect, and Lu Ming's Thunder God Strike was only learned in the first round of assessment, so it is naturally impossible to have the subtlety that Mr. Lin learned.
"Heavenly Suppression of Prisons!"
Lu Ming used the Tiangong of Suppressing Prison and blasted out with a punch.
bump! bump! ...
There was a violent explosion, and Lu Ming's punch directly broke Mr. Lin's weight.
Then, Lu Ming stepped forward and punched again.
This punch went straight, but its power was astonishingly strong.
Mr. Lin slapped several palms in succession to fight against Lu Ming, but after a few roars, Mr. Lin staggered back.
This is jaw-dropping!
The disciples from Dazong Tianshenzong in Yuanlu lost to Lu Ming
And Lu Ming, who is only from a mere land of the gods and wilds, how could he be so strong? so amazing
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The gazes of everyone around him made Mr. Lin almost go crazy, his murderous intent was extremely strong.
He is a disciple of the Heavenly God Sect, just like the high-ranking prince who lives in the imperial city, while Lu Ming is in a poor and remote village, so there is no way to compare him.
But now, he was suppressed.
How can he bear this? Roaring in his heart, his true energy was running wildly, wishing to tear Lu Ming into pieces.
"This is the combat power of Tianjiao of the Tianshen Sect? From my point of view, you are nothing in the Tianshen Sect? Otherwise, how could you be so weak?"
Lu Ming sneered.
Yuan Continent is the core of the Yuan Continent, a holy place for cultivators, and many emperors have racked their brains to join the great forces of the Yuan Continent.
The Heavenly God Sect is the Dazong of the Yuan Continent, if Mr. Lin is really the pride of the Heavenly God Sect, it is impossible for him to be so weak.
Lu Ming guessed that Mr. Lin's status in Tianshenzong is very average.
"Trash, you are courting death!"
Lu Ming's words seemed to hurt Mr. Lin, causing him to scream hysterically and completely lose his sense of proportion.
Yes, Lu Ming was right.
In the Tianshen Sect, there are countless Tianjiao, like him, in the Tianshen Sect, that is the lowest existence, and he has to bow his knees every day to see other people's faces.
That's why he took this opportunity to come to the Shenxu Continent. He originally thought that he would be able to show off his power and enjoy himself in the Shenxu Continent in the mere Shenxu Continent, but he didn't expect that he would be suppressed by a piece of garbage and ridiculed like this.
He went completely berserk.
With a cry, a cyan condor appeared above Mr. Lin's head. It was undoubtedly a god-level ninth-level bloodline, and its whole body was filled with cyan light.
Mr. Lin turned into a condor, and wanted to use his ultimate move to kill Lu Ming.
"enough!"
At this moment, a majestic voice sounded, and a middle-aged man appeared in the air.
This person, who is also the envoy of the Heavenly God Sect, has been following behind the white-haired old man.
As soon as he appeared, he stood in front of Mr. Lin.
"No, a piece of rubbish, dare to insult me, he doesn't care about Tianshenzong, I want to kill him!"
Mr. Lin yelled hysterically.
"Enough, isn't it embarrassing enough? The deacon asked me to take you back!"
The middle-aged man said.
Upon hearing the word 'deacon', Mr. Lin shuddered violently. He seemed to be very frightened. He turned his eyes, then gritted his teeth and turned into a human form, staring at Lu Ming coldly.
"Boy, I will spare you today, but this matter is not over yet!"
Leaving a word coldly, Mr. Lin turned and left, leaving here.
The middle-aged man glanced at Lu Ming casually, and without knowing what he was thinking, he turned around and left.
A big battle ended like this, and the people watching around felt a little pity.
"This Lu Ming, offended Mr. Lin, probably will not have a good life!"
"He wants to be chosen by the Heavenly God Sect, I see it hard!"
Some people are talking.
"Xiaoqing, let's go!"
Lu Ming came to Xie Nianqing.
"Lu Ming, I'm the one who hurt you. I'm afraid you won't be able to enter the Heavenly God Sect because of this!"
Xie Nianqing said.
"Fool, if you can't enter, you won't be able to enter. At worst, we will go to Yuanlu by ourselves in the future and look for sects to join!"
Lu Ming scratched Xie Nianqing's nose and smiled.
The two returned to their place of residence.
Half a day later, the second round of screening for the Heavenly God Sect will begin.
In the Sifang Shrine, more than 500 geniuses who survived gathered around Tiangang Peak again.
"What's going on? Why didn't Lei Niu come?"
On the side of Xishen Palace, the elder leading the team frowned.
Lei Niu is one of the three most powerful talents of Xishen Palace. Although he didn't know who cut off his arm last time, his fighting power is still very strong, and he may still be selected by Tianshenzong. , still holds great hope.
But at this time, Lei Niu was nowhere to be seen, which made the leader leader have a bad feeling in his heart.
"I heard that Lei Niu seems to have gone to the Thunder Field, and his cultivation has resumed!"
A young man spoke up.
"Did he have an accident in Leiyu?"
"I heard that he went with masters, including the supreme powerhouse!"
Tianjiao of Xijingu whispered.
But as time passed, Lei Niu's figure still did not appear. Many people knew that Lei Niu probably had some accident.
Otherwise, it is impossible not to come now, this is the Tianshenzong's selection of disciples, what a big deal
In the sky, six figures appeared.
The people from Tianshenzong have arrived.
The leader was still the white-haired old man, followed by two big men, and behind them were three young men, including Young Master Lin.
His eyes swept away and landed on Lu Ming, with a cold look in his eyes.
"Boy, if you want to join the Heavenly God Sect, just dream. After this screening is over, I'm looking for an opportunity to kill this person!"
Master Lin sneered.
"Alright, the second round of arrangement has been completed!"
The white-haired old man of Tianshenzong waved his hand, and endless inscriptions suddenly appeared in the sky, but then, light gates appeared in the air one by one.