boom!
There was a shocking explosion, and the dragon's chant was rolling, resounding through the world.
In the end, the Raging Flame Dragon was defeated, and burst apart piece by piece, disappearing invisible.
Roar!
Although the three-color real dragon was much smaller, it still rushed towards Shengwei.
Shengwei's body shook wildly, and he retreated wildly.
There was deathly silence.
Lu Ming is too strong. Not only did he break through to King Wu, but he was even defeated by Sheng Wei who had reached the peak of King Wu, which is too incredible.
boom!
Lu Ming strode forward, waved his hand, and a huge palm print enveloped the holy sky.
"Shoot together!"
Shengkong roared loudly, and on the other side, Shengwei also recovered his breath, exploded with all his strength, and roared towards Luming.
The two joined forces, and their power was extremely terrifying.
However, everything is in vain.
boom! boom! …
After several explosions, Shengwei coughed up blood, and his body retreated like a cannonball.
Then, there was another crisp slap, and Lu Ming slapped Sheng Kong's face again.
"The third slap!"
Lu Ming's faint voice sounded.
"Die, die, little bastard, I want you to die without a place to bury you!"
Sheng Kong yelled like crazy, he was going crazy.
who is he? A direct descendant of the Holy Family, and a peerless genius, who grew up with a golden key in his mouth, who would dare to treat him like this since he was a child
Now under the eyes of everyone, Lu Ming slapped him three times in a row, which is even more uncomfortable than killing him.
"Too much nonsense, fight!"
Lu Ming moved and rushed towards Shengkong again.
Sheng Kong roared in rage, and attacked Lu Ming like crazy, but everything was useless.
Snapped!
Another heavy slap on his face was extremely crisp and audible.
"The fourth slap!"
Lu Ming's faint voice sounded again.
"Ah!"
Shengkong roared indiscriminately, his heart was about to collapse.
The others felt their gums go cold, as if the slap had been slapped on their face.
"Lu Ming, let Sheng Kong go, do you know that you have caused a catastrophe!"
On the side, Shengwei yelled, his face was full of horror, and he didn't dare to help.
"It's ridiculous, if I slap him a few times, it will be a disaster? He attacked Dongtian Bieyuan just now, why didn't you say that he caused a disaster?"
Lu Ming scolded with a sneer.
"Lu Ming, we are direct descendants of the Holy Family, do you know that? We are different from you!"
Shengwei yelled, especially the direct descendants of the Holy Family.
"What kind of shit is a direct descendant of the Holy Family, in my eyes, it's worthless!"
Snapped!
As Lu Ming's voice fell, Lu Ming slapped Sheng Kong's face again.
"Fifth slap!"
Snapped!
The sixth slap!
The seventh slap!
…
The applause continued to ring out, and everyone on the scene was stunned and stared blankly.
Especially Sheng Wushuang, whose face had lost the slightest color at this time, and whose body was trembling with fear.
At this time, Sheng Kong's face was already swollen like a pig's head, his meridians were sealed, and he completely lost the power to resist.
"stop!"
When Lu Ming finished his eighth slap and was about to slap him for the ninth time, an earth-shattering roar came from afar.
"Haha, Lu Ming, you are dead, why don't you let go of Sheng Kong?"
Hearing this voice, Shengwei was ecstatic, because this voice belonged to the elder Shengyao.
Lu Ming frowned, and a coldness flashed in his eyes, but his palms didn't stop, and the ninth slap came down.
Snapped!
Sheng Kong's whole body was directly sent flying.
"Bold, seek death!"
That voice sounded again, full of rage and murderous intent.
Swish! Swish!
There were two more figures at 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 moment, the eyes of both of them were filled with terrifying murderous intent.
"Damn it, this little bastard Lu Ming has broken through to the realm of Martial King, and his combat power is still so strong. Chao'er and Changkong must be in danger!"
The Lord of Thunder Palace roared in his heart.
Before, he thought that someone would help Lu Ming, but now it proves that Lu Ming doesn't need other people's help at all. The masters he sent are not Lu Ming's opponents.
He has already overestimated Lu Ming as much as possible. He set up a series of rounds, and even sent a three-level martial arts king and four second-level martial arts masters to deal with a half-step king like Lu Ming. Failed.
"Little beast, I told you to stop, didn't you hear?"
Sheng Yao looked at Lu Ming with extremely cold eyes.
"Didn't I just stop?"
Lu Ming smiled lightly.
"Lu Ming, do you know who this is? This is the elder of the Holy Family. If you dare to argue in front of the elders of the Holy Family, you are courting death!"
"Also, you dare to hurt Yingjie of the Holy Family. You have committed a heinous crime. Why don't you kneel down and abolish your cultivation, and confess your guilt obediently!"
The Lord of the Palace of Thunder scolded loudly.
"Confession? Hehe, that guy doesn't care about injustice, he attacked Dongtian Bieyuan as soon as he came. According to the rules, he should be punished. I just fought back. What is the crime?"
Lu Ming responded lightly, without any fear.
"Shut up, what is your identity? How can you be compared with the direct descendants of the Holy Family with a low life, and you still don't kneel down and confess!"
The Lord of the Palace of Thunder shouted loudly.
"I kneel down to you old/mother, old guy, treat yourself like a dog, don't treat others like a dog, you have to kneel and lick the Holy Family, go back and kneel and lick slowly!"
Lu Ming shouted loudly.
He was full of murderous intentions towards the Lord of Thunder, but now that the Lord of Thunder said something like a little beast on the left, and knelt down and confessed his crimes on the right, Lu Ming suddenly became angry and didn't give any face.
The other Emperor Heavenly Guards were stunned. This Lu Ming was so audacious that he dared to scold the Lord of Thunder like this in public.
Sure enough, the old face of the Palace Master of Thunder was flushed, trembling with anger, he pointed at Lu Ming and shouted: "It's a big treason, a big treason!"
"Brother Zheng, why are you talking nonsense with him? Let's talk after taking down his cultivation base!"
Shengyao shouted coldly, and when he raised his hand, the terrifying artistic conception of fire burst out, forming a giant flaming hand, and grabbed Lu Ming.
Between heaven and earth, it was scorching hot.
The same artistic conception of fire, Shengwei and Shengyao are compared, they are rubbish, there is a difference of 108,000 miles, there is no comparison at all.
"not good!"
Lu Ming's face changed drastically. He felt a terrible breath of death approaching him. This breath was so strong that he couldn't resist it at all. The difference was too much.
"Walk!"
The token of the divine guard glowed, and behind Lu Ming, the protective light curtain of Dongtian Bieyuan cracked a hole, and Lu Ming rushed in directly.
Immediately, the light curtain converged.
"Hiding? Is it useful to hide inside? Break it for me!"
Sheng Yao drank coldly.
boom!
The huge flame palm directly hit the light curtain of Dongtian Bieyuan. The light curtain vibrated violently, and the entire mountain peak vibrated suddenly, as if it was about to explode.
But, in the end, the light curtain blocked the blow.
"Huh? Come again!"
Shengyao frowned, and slapped another palm. This palm was several times more powerful than the one just now.