When Po Yuan Guiyi announced the start, Mo Yang immediately yelled to admit defeat.
He didn't dare to delay at all, for fear of being killed by Lu Ming in an instant.
Lu Ming stopped in his tracks, and said disdainfully: "It's really useless. Before, I was so arrogant that I wanted to kill me. Where did I go?"
Mo Yang's face was flushed, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to get in.
He lowered his head and returned to the stands without answering.
Now, the more he talks, the more he will humiliate himself.
He hated it in his heart, but he didn't have the courage to fight Lu Ming to the death.
"Junior Brother Ninth, this result was already in my expectation. It's just a coward who bullies the weak and fears the hard!"
Tian Hammer said.
"Yes, what this kind of person said by himself is like farting!"
Xue Ning heart followed.
hiccup...
Mo Yang gritted his teeth so hard that he almost broke his teeth.
"Lu Ming, let you be arrogant for a while, wait a minute, if you are going to die at the hands of the Son of God, I will bear with you for a while, and I will kill all these people in Dragon God Valley in the future!"
Mo Yang roared in his heart.
The competition continued.
In the next competition, there was no suspense. Anyone who met Lu Ming would immediately admit defeat, including those among the top ten monsters.
"Haha, Junior Brother Lu Ming, I admit defeat, I am not your opponent!"
Later, Zifeng also met Lu Ming and gave up directly.
Behind, Lu Ming ran into Luo Xiang.
Lu Ming thought that Luo Xiang would fight. Unexpectedly, Luo Xiang shook his head and said, "Lu Ming, I will fight again when I have a chance. Now I am not your opponent!"
After saying that, he got off the battle platform directly.
Just like that, Lu Ming swept away all opponents in a sweeping manner.
"This Dingbao Conference, all competitions, end!"
When Breaking Yuangui was announced, Dragon God Valley cheered enthusiastically.
If Dragon God Valley won, there is no need to count the points. They all know that Dragon God Valley won.
Lu Ming swept everyone by himself, and with the bonus of 10 points, there was no suspense.
"Dragon God Valley won the first place in this Dingbao Conference. The two ancient treasures will be kept by Dragon God Valley. After three years, we will compete again!"
Po Yuangui announced.
"Hahaha, now, give me the two treasures!"
The owner of Zilong Valley got up and looked at the great sage of Tianshenzong.
The great sage of Tianshen Sect was extremely unwilling and his face was ugly.
He brought the two treasures with him, but he never thought of handing them over, because with the lineup of the Heavenly God Sect, winning the first place this time is a certainty.
He never expected that three years ago, that brat at the fourth level of the Martial Emperor who dared to challenge the Son of God was so powerful, he killed Luo Shuihan, swept away the others, helped Dragon God Valley, and won the first place.
Now, he has to pay if he doesn't.
"Damn you little bastard, you won't live in peace even if you're about to die!"
The Great Sage of Tianshenzong shouted angrily in his heart.
In his opinion, Lu Ming will definitely be beheaded by the Son of God. There is no doubt that there is no other possibility.
But even if Lu Ming died, it was already an indisputable fact that Dragon God Valley won the first place and controlled the two treasures for three years.
"What? You're just moaning, don't you want to hand it in?"
The owner of Zilong Valley sneered.
"Take it easy, three years, I forgive you for not being able to research anything!"
The great sage of Tianshenzong said coldly.
After so many years, two treasures, one of which is said to contain the secret of becoming an emperor, but so many sects have rotated, and they haven't studied why. He doesn't believe that Dragon God Valley can study something famous in just three years.
He took out a storage ring and threw it to the Purple Dragon Valley Master.
The Purple Dragon Valley Master took it, swept away his spiritual sense, and smiled.
Lu Ming's eyes also brightened.
He is not particularly interested in another treasure, what he hopes to get is the fragment of the Prison Suppression Stele.
boom!
The sky hummed, and a powerful pressure permeated the air.
The son of God stepped into the void, his body was full of holy light, his eyes were indifferent, standing above the battle platform, looking down at Lu Ming.
Many people were shocked, Son of God and Lu Ming, are they going to do something
"Lu Ming, I'll give you time to recover!"
The Son of God spoke indifferently.
"Why do you need to recover, you can fight now!"
Lu Ming glanced at Shenzi, soared into the air, and stood opposite Shenzi.
Undoubtedly, at this moment, Lu Ming and Shenzi became the focus of the scene.
"Is it finally going to war?"
Someone whispered, in fact, many people came here specially to watch the duel between Lu Ming and Shenzi at this Dingbao Conference.
"Do you think Lu Ming can fight the Son of God?"
"It's hard. The Son of God stepped into the Holy Realm a year and a half ago, while Lu Ming is only in the Half-Saint Realm, and he's still in the second stage of the Half-Saint Stage. The difference is too big to cross!"
"It's almost impossible not to be a holy war saint, not to mention that the other party is a son of God, stronger than ordinary holy realms, Lu Ming is hopeless!"
Many people commented, and some people sighed, thinking that Lu Ming could not be the opponent of the Son of God.
"Master, come on, blow him up!"
Lu Xiangxiang waved her small fist.
Long Yuanshan, Yang Tianzong, Tianhammer, Xue Ningxin and others watched quietly, with a hint of worry in their eyes.
The holy light jumped from Shenzi's body, and even the eyeballs turned into milky white holy light. An indifferent voice came out: "Lu Ming, although your combat power is good, but I will let you understand that you are not holy. gap!"
bump!
The Son of God stepped out, like the son of a god, bursting out with holy light, and a powerful aura pressed towards Lu Ming, and then, with a palm, a huge mahamudra of holy light pressed towards Lu Ming.
The holy power surged, the law circulated, and the terror was extremely extreme.
"Did you only use the power of Mingsheng Xiaocheng? You really look down on me!"
A sneer appeared on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth, and he punched out without dodging or evading.
Lu Ming's fist was shining, and a tablet could be vaguely seen flashing away.
boom!
There was an earth-shattering roar, and the huge Mahamudra of Holy Light collapsed with a punch from Lu Ming.
Lu Ming rushed through the holy light and killed the Son of God.
Many people were shocked.
Lu Ming's combat power was too terrifying. He directly defeated the attack of the Son of God, and took the initiative to kill the Son of God.
Could it be that Lu Ming really has the fighting power of the Holy Realm
Thinking of this, many people widened their eyes, held their breath, and looked at the field for a moment, for fear of missing a crucial scene.
The son of God's eyes turned cold, and his palms emitted a bright holy light, like two milky white holy stones polished, crystal clear and holy.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
His palm kept hitting Lu Ming, which was extremely terrifying, as if it could destroy everything.
On Lu Ming's palm, the law of chaos circulated, and he performed the Heavenly Kungfu of Suppressing Prison, without any fear, and kept bombarding out.
Boom! Boom! Boom! ...
Intensive collisions sounded, and Lu Ming and Shenzi collided hundreds of times in an instant. Every time they collided, there was a dull roar in the sky. Not sure.
Boom!
With the final blow, the two retreated again and again, but Lu Ming only retreated three steps, while Shenzi retreated nine steps.
The Son of God was at a disadvantage!
Many people trembled in their hearts, and their eyes were filled with disbelief.