"A mere great martial artist dares to fight me, die!"
The middle-aged Wu Zong sneered.
In his opinion, Lu Ming was simply overthinking his own abilities and looking for death.
Swish!
The middle-aged Wu Zong cut off Lu Ming's head with his war sword, and he wanted to chop off Lu Ming's head with one sword.
hum! call out!
Lu Ming's long spear flicked and stabbed again, and a bright spear light pierced forward.
The gun light intersected with the sword of the middle-aged Wu Zong, and the expression of the middle-aged Wu Zong changed drastically in an instant.
boom!
Waves of incomparably sharp and powerful force blasted towards the middle-aged Wu Zong. The middle-aged Wu Zong was shaken and retreated wildly. He slid back tens of meters in the mountains and forests, and the ground was dragged out of a deep ravine. .
"Great martial artist, how can you have such a strong force?"
The middle-aged Wu Zong roared in his heart.
"This is your strength, it's not bad, kill!"
Lu Ming raised his gun, and then killed the opponent.
The long spear stabbed out, and a series of bright gun lights burst out.
The middle-aged Wu Zong tried his best, but still lost.
After six moves, he was shot by Lu Ming and flew out screaming.
Swish!
Lu Ming chased after him, and the spear slammed down from top to bottom.
bump!
The middle-aged Wu Zong screamed again, his body was smashed into the ground, and a big hole was made in the ground. He was lying in the big hole, with blood spurting out of his mouth continuously, making it difficult to move.
The figure flickered, and Xie Nianqing appeared next to him. Obviously, the five martial artists with the ninth level of great martial arts masters had already been dealt with by her.
The middle-aged Wu Zong was lying in the big pit, looking at the two young men with incomparable horror in his eyes.
Where did this young man come from? It's too terrifying, and his fighting power is simply appalling.
"Could it be the genius of the Blood Zhao Empire?"
The middle-aged Wu Zong thought so.
In the Lie Sun Empire, he had never heard of such a powerful martial artist. Unless it was a medium empire like the Blood Zhao Empire, it was normal for such a genius to be born.
"Say, what's the current situation of the person you're chasing? Where is it?"
Lu Ming stared at the middle-aged Wu Zong coldly, and asked in a cold voice.
"Could it be that you are also going after the key to the Martial Emperor's treasure? You can't get it, let me tell you, Qiu Changkong of my Shifang Sword Sect is in front, and you, a mere great martial artist, want to intervene. You really want to die!"
The middle-aged Wu Zong shouted angrily.
"The key to Emperor Wu's treasure? And Qiu Changkong is also in front?"
Lu Ming's expression moved, a little dignified and a little confused.
Qiu Changkong, the leader of the Six Heroes, was actually chasing his father.
And the key to the Emperor Wu's treasure? Could it be related to Emperor Wu
Thinking of this, Lu Ming was shocked.
When Wu Zong went up, it was King Wu, who was known as the king and was extremely powerful.
Whether or not there is a King Wu in the huge Lie Sun Empire is still a question.
Overlords like Lin Xueyi and others have not reached the realm of Martial Kings.
But when Wu Wang and Wu Huang are compared, there is a difference of one hundred and eight thousand miles, no, it is even farther, there is no way to compare.
King Wu goes up, and there are three great realms, the three realms of spirit and god.
Go up to the three realms of spirit and god, that is the Martial Emperor.
Emperor Wu, the sky collapses and the earth shatters at the flick of a finger, the sun and the moon are dimmed, he is the strongest in the Shenhuang Continent, invincible at the peak.
As for Emperor Wu's going up, whether there is a higher realm, there are legends, but it has always been a legend.
Could it be that the key to Emperor Wu's treasure is related to Emperor Wu
Lu Ming had to be shocked.
Lu Ming didn't notice that when Xie Nianqing heard the key to Emperor Wu's treasure, his eyes flashed with surprise.
"So I advise you, let me go quickly, I can hide what happened today, otherwise, your end will be very miserable."
The middle-aged Wu Zong threatened.
ah!
But after he finished speaking, he immediately let out a scream, because Lu Ming pierced his thigh with a gun.
"There's so much nonsense, tell me, where have you been chasing, have you caught up with the person you're chasing?"
Lu Ming asked coldly.
The middle-aged Wu Zong broke out in cold sweat and screamed again and again: "I said, I said, please don't kill me!"
He knew that he met a ruthless character today, so he could only give in and beg for mercy.
"Say!" Lu Ming shouted coldly.
"From here onwards, the masters of the Yinyue Empire robbed the people we were chasing, and our people are about to catch up with them."
The middle-aged Wu Zong shouted.
"Yin Moon Empire?"
Lu Ming frowned, feeling that the situation was getting more and more complicated, and then asked, "How many masters have you come this time?"
"Except for Qiu Changkong, there are seven people in Wu Zong's realm. Now besides me, there are six people, and there are more than one hundred warriors in the realm of great martial arts."
The middle-aged Wu Zong answered honestly.
"I've said what I should say. I beg you to let me go. I will definitely not say what happened today."
The middle-aged Wu Zong begged.
It's just that a fierce light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he secretly planned that as long as Lu Ming let him go, he would notify Qiu Changkong, so that Lu Ming and Lu Ming would die without a place to die.
"Let you go?"
A sneer appeared on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth, and with a flash of murderous intent, the spear stabbed out.
"don't want…"
The middle-aged Wu Zong yelled, but the next moment, his yelling stopped abruptly, because his heart had been shattered by Lu Ming's stab.
"I will not leave a trace of hidden danger!"
Lu Ming smiled lightly.
"Lu Ming, your fighting power is good, I look forward to stepping on you!"
Xie Nianqing looked at Lu Ming carefully, with a fiery light in his eyes.
Lu Ming shuddered, and quickly changed the subject: "You don't want the spoils, I want them."
After saying that, Lu Ming groped around the bodies of the members of the Shifang Sword Sect, and at the same time manipulated the blood of the devouring spirits, secretly devouring their blood essence.
Here is the essence of a martial artist of the first level of Wu Zong, Lu Ming does not want to miss it.
After the battle just now, Lu Ming had a better understanding of his combat power.
It is roughly equivalent to the peak of Wu Zong's first level, and that middle-aged man is only in the early stage of Wu Zong's first level.
So under the carelessness, he was defeated by Lu Ming with a few tricks.
But such combat power is far from enough.
Qiu Changkong is the head of the six masters, and his combat power is absolutely terrifying, not to mention there are other people who are strong in Wuzong.
It was difficult to rescue his father.
It is necessary to continuously improve the strength.
Soon, the essence and blood of the eight Shifang Sword Sect disciples were all swallowed by Lu Ming.
In his hand, there are also eight more storage rings.
"Hey, you can't take the storage ring alone, I want the storage ring of that Wu Zong warrior."
Xie Nianqing called out.
"Why?"
Lu Ming refused.
"No, I'm going to make a decision."
Xie Nianqing gritted her teeth.
"Okay, but I have to practice for a while, you help me protect the law!"
Lu Ming said.
"You... okay!"
Xie Nianqing gritted her teeth and finally agreed.
The two left here and stopped in a valley more than fifty miles away.
Lu Ming wants to refine the blood essence and attack the ninth level of the great martial artist.
Xie Nianqing snorted coldly, and reluctantly stood guard for Lu Ming at the mouth of the valley.
Lu Ming sat cross-legged, running the Zhanlong Zhenjue.
Rumble!
The blood essence of Wu Zong's first-tier fighters is too rich, and it is constantly transformed into vigorous energy, which is refined by Lu Ming and transformed into true energy.
Lu Ming began to attack the realm.