"Brother Lu, you... hurry up!"
When Song Yu saw Lu Ming, he was overjoyed at first, but then he thought of something and yelled again.
The Youmo Hall is too strong, except for the young man who ran away earlier, the other seven people are at least at the late stage of Wu Zong's sixth level.
Among them, two were at the late stage of the sixth level of Wu Zong, three were at the peak of the sixth level of Wu Zong, and two were at the early stage of the seventh level of Wu Zong.
This force is too strong together, no matter how strong Lu Ming is, he cannot be an opponent.
Although Song Yu was looking forward to a miracle that Lu Ming could save them, his reason told him that it was impossible.
"Go? Today, none of you want to go."
The one who spoke was a young man with green hair.
He looked about twenty-four or five years old, with a slender figure and a strong aura. His long green hair reached his waist, and he was full of evil.
His eyes were cold and merciless, he looked at Lu Ming, and said, "You killed me from Youmo Palace? Well, very well, you will pay a heavy price for this,"
"I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"
Lu Ming smiled lightly.
"Then let you see it!"
boom!
As soon as the words fell, a violent breath erupted from the green-haired youth.
"Three killings of ghosts—slaying spirits!"
The green-haired young man shouted loudly, the sword blew, and a dark green sword energy violently slashed out from the green-haired young man's hand.
In an instant, he crossed the space of thousands of meters, and slashed at the center of Lu Ming's eyebrows.
"The power of gold is complete!"
Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat.
call out!
The demon-suppressing gun appeared, and a spear pierced forward, and the momentum of wind and fire broke out in an all-round way.
boom!
The gun light and the sword energy exploded together, and where they intersected, dazzling rays of light erupted.
Afterwards, the spear light and sword energy dissipated together.
have equal shares.
"This person is not weaker than Master Sky Snake!"
Lu Ming's eyes flashed, and he could roughly distinguish the combat power of the opponent.
There is no doubt that the opponent is a genius between the talents of World War II and the talents of the Third World War. Wu Zong's cultivation base at the early stage of the seventh level should be able to explode the combat power of the late Wu Zong's ninth level.
"Boy, if you have some skills, take another move from me, youmo kills three times - Zhanshen!"
The green-haired youth roared.
A dark green radiance erupted from his body, which was extremely bright. Afterwards, the swords of others merged into one, turning into an incomparably bright dark green sword light, charging towards Lu Ming.
In an instant, he rushed across a distance of several thousand meters. The sky was streaked by the sword light, and the air waves surged and separated to the two sides, as if the sky had been split, which was extremely amazing.
The power of this sword is much stronger than the one just now, and it has truly reached the fighting power of Wu Zong Jiuzhong's late stage.
"Kowloon steps on the sky!"
As soon as Lu Ming stepped out, the sky and the earth roared, and a terrifying force surged forward.
boom!
The sky once again let out a terrifying roar, and the air waves swept across, flying sand and rocks.
bump! bump! bump!
A figure flew back backwards, took three steps in the sky, stomped on the air, and let out a violent roar.
It's a young man with green hair.
On the other side, Lu Ming shook his body slightly, took a step back, and stood firm.
When it comes to judgment, Lu Ming is even better.
The green-robed young man's face instantly turned greener than his hair, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he growled in a low voice: "How is it possible? In the early stage of Wu Zong's fifth level, how could it be possible to block my ultimate move? "
He just couldn't bear it.
In the early stage of Wu Zong's fifth level, he can fight against him. Doesn't that mean that Lu Ming has surpassed the talent of the fourth battle, and is between the fourth and fifth battles.
This is amazing.
Not to mention being between the fourth battle and the fifth battle, even if there is a talent for the fourth battle, there is not a single one in the Youmo Palace where there are so many geniuses.
Who is this kid? Which area are you from
"Junior Brother, let's attack together to kill this person. Since he is already a mortal enemy, the more talented this person is, the more we must kill him!"
A figure flashed, and beside the green-haired young man, a tall young man appeared. This young man was another genius at the seventh level of Wu Zong.
"Okay, let's fight together, set up the Youmo Seven Killing Formation, and kill this person!"
The green-haired youth ordered.
Swish! Swish!
The figure flickered, and in the city below, other disciples of the Youmo Temple appeared behind the two green-haired youths. There were seven of them standing in strange postures, forming a large formation.
And the escaped Youmo Temple disciple stood aside with a sneer, staring at Lu Ming murderously.
"Are you attacking the formation together?"
A sneer appeared on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth.
Song Yu, Song Jing and the others looked nervously at the sky.
Now, they can only wait and hope for a miracle.
kill! kill! ...
Suddenly, seven murderous voices sounded, and immediately, the seven Youmo Palace disciples moved.
The figures of the seven people flickered at a very high speed in a strange trajectory, turning into countless lights and shadows, surrounding Lu Ming in the middle.
chi chi...
Suddenly, seven sword qis shot at Lu Ming from seven different directions.
Lu Ming's figure flashed extremely quickly, avoiding six sword qis, but he couldn't avoid one of them.
call out!
The long spear was pulled out violently, of course, it contained the momentum of wind and fire.
boom!
Lu Ming's body trembled, and he couldn't help but retreated wildly.
The power of this sword is actually stronger than the green-haired youth's second sword just now.
Lu Ming didn't use the Nine Dragons Stride Step, and he lost immediately.
call out! call out!
While Lu Ming was retreating, there were several sword qi from behind, slashing towards Lu Ming's back heart.
Killing every step of the way, there is no way to avoid it.
"Kowloon steps on the sky!"
Lu Ming roared, and the dragon chant sounded.
Swish!
Lu Ming's figure suddenly turned into a light and shadow, and disappeared in a flash. Not only did he avoid the sword light behind him, but he also directly escaped from the combined attack formation of Youmo Palace, appearing in the air not far away.
"How is this possible? What kind of agility is this?"
All the people in Youmo Temple's eyes widened in shock, a little unbelievable.
Their joint attack formation is the famous technique of suppressing the palace of Youmo Palace. The seven people work together, and the combat power is doubled. Moreover, the trapped people cannot escape at all, they can only be beheaded.
With the strength of the seven of them, working together to form a large formation, even the warriors at the peak of the Ninth Layer of Wu Zong will be killed, unless they are half-step kings, they can escape.
But Lu Ming is clearly only at the early stage of Wu Zong's fifth level, how is this possible
"This combined attack formation is really amazing. Well, I've seen it before, so I won't play with you."
Lu Ming said lightly.
This made everyone stunned again.
Dare to say that Lu Ming was deliberately surrounded by the big formation just now, he wanted to see the power of the big formation.
"Brother, isn't this too childish for you?"
Song Yu and the others all wanted to roar.
But the faces of the few people in Youmo Temple were extremely gloomy.
"You won't play with us? It's a big tone. Let me tell you, even if you leave today, your friend will end up miserable because of you!"
The green-haired youth glanced at Song Yu and the others below, and said with a grim expression.
With Lu Ming's agility just now, if he wanted to leave, they really couldn't stop him.
But Song Yu and the others couldn't leave.
"Brother Lu, leave us alone, go!"
Song Yu yelled again.
"Let's go? Who said I'm leaving?" Lu Ming smiled faintly.