All around, the onlookers were shocked. Such powerful two elders were actually spurted with blood by Lu Ming's palm. Lu Ming's fighting power was shocking again.
With long hair flying, Lu Ming strolled up and chased after the two old men.
"Boy, stop!"
Wang Mang's voice came out, he was standing behind Jian Feiliu's junior sister, his violent breath enveloped her, and said: "Boy, if you dare to attack again, believe it or not, I will kill her!"
Lu Ming frowned, he didn't expect Wang Mang to be so despicable, to threaten him with Feng Ting's life.
Feng Ting is the name of Junior Sister Jian Feiliu.
Seeing Lu Ming stop, Wang Mang showed a stern look on his face, and said: "Boy, you should abolish your cultivation, otherwise, this bitch will die now!"
"Hahaha!"
Lu Ming laughed and said, "Wang Mang, if I remember correctly, this woman should be your wife, right? Are you threatening me with your own wife's life? Has your head been bitten by a dog?"
"Also, the so-called descendants of the ancient family, is your virtue? I have opened my eyes."
Lu Ming really didn't expect that Wang Mang was so shameless that he threatened Lu Ming with his own wife. Lu Ming was speechless.
bump!
Lu Ming continued to step up, with a compelling gaze, and said: "If you want to kill, kill her. I don't know this woman, but after that, you, Wang Mang, will probably bear the reputation of killing your wife and threatening your enemy!"
boom! boom!
Lu Ming slashed out his palms to suppress everything. The old man vomited blood, and each arm exploded.
"Damn it! Back!"
As soon as Wang Mang grabbed Feng Ting, he quickly retreated.
The two old men retreated in the same way. Lu Ming didn't press hard. He still had some scruples about Feng Ting's life. If Wang Mang really went mad and killed Feng Ting, Jian Feiliu might feel bad.
"Jian Feiliu, you trash, do you only hide behind others? Don't worry, after I go back, I will scout this bitch even more. All this is thanks to you!"
Wang Mang's angry voice came.
"Brother!"
That Feng Ting's face was pale with fright, and her whole body was trembling non-stop.
"Junior Sister!"
Jian Feiliu's eyes were red and his fists were clenched tightly, but he was helpless.
"And boy, just wait for me, if you dare to hurt my Wang family, how will you die?"
Wang Mang immediately yelled at Lu Ming, and then led them away in a desperate manner.
Lu Ming shook his head. He is an outsider after all. Just now, he is fully capable of keeping Wang Mang behind, but so what? The consequence is that Feng Ting's end will be even more miserable, and even Jian Feiliu will be implicated.
He has no fear, but he has to take Jian Feiliu and Fengting into consideration.
Jian Feiliu looked at the direction where Wang Mang was leaving, dazed in a daze, and then his body trembled unceasingly.
"Trash, I'm a trash!"
Jian Feiliu Nan Nan talked to himself.
"Brother Jian!" Lu Ming frowned, Jian Feiliu's state was wrong.
"Trash, Brother Lu, I'm a trash. I can't even protect the woman I love, and I can only watch her being bullied. Tell me, do people like me still deserve to be called Tianjiao? Do I still deserve to live in this world?" ?”
Jian Feiliu's eyes were dull, showing a decadent look, as if at this moment, he lost all fighting spirit.
Lu Ming frowned, Jian Feiliu was in a dangerous state at this time, and his martial arts heart was about to collapse.
boom!
A powerful aura erupted from Lu Ming's body, and a long spear appeared in his hand. The sharp spear pierced towards Jian Feiliu's eyebrow.
Jianfei Flux sensed a terrible murderous intent, a golden light shone in his hand, and a golden battle sword appeared, blocking the gun light, and retreated sharply, looked at Lu Ming, and said, "Brother Lu, what is the meaning of this?"
"What do you mean? Kill you!"
In Lu Ming's eyes, murderous intent filled the air.
"Kill me? Why did you kill me?"
Jianfei showed incredible color.
"What's the use of staying in this world for a trash like you? If you're completely devastated by a small blow, why do you still practice martial arts? Why don't you just send you on your way!"
Lu Ming's breath was compelling, and his clear voice continued to spread: "The road to martial arts is full of thorns, and we will encounter any difficulties. What we have to do is not to shrink back, but to go forward bravely and use our own strength to smash everything. The gods block and kill the gods, the devil kills the devil, if you want to save your junior sister, you have to become strong, strong enough to stand out from the crowd!"
"The princes and generals are kind. The ancestors of the ancient family didn't go up from the ordinary. What is a mere royal family? As long as I am strong enough, I alone will be an ancient family!"
Lu Ming's voice, like Hong Zhong Dalu, kept hitting Jian Feiliu's heart, causing Jian Feiliu's body to shake.
"Strength, strength, yes, as long as I have enough strength, I can save Junior Sister, as long as I have strength, I can smash everything!"
Jian Feiliu muttered to himself, his eyes gradually regained a trace of spirit, and then he closed his eyes, and when he opened them for a while, there seemed to be two golden swords in his eyes, piercing to the sky.
Above his head, a golden battle sword appeared, as if it could break the sky.
At this moment, Jian Feiliu seemed to realize something and changed.
"Brother Lu, thank you this time!"
Jian Feiliu solemnly bowed to Lu Ming to thank him.
This time, it was too dangerous, his heart of martial arts almost collapsed, and his heart of martial arts collapsed. In the future, his cultivation base would never be able to improve, and he would even be invaded by the inner demons and become obsessed.
And Lu Ming's words, like enlightenment, made him wake up, and even transformed him. From his blood, he comprehended a martial skill, a more powerful blood martial skill.
He is very grateful to Lu Ming.
"Brother Jian, you don't have to be polite, I'm just talking from my heart, let's go!"
Immediately, the two returned to the inn.
But the crowd around them were talking about it.
"Who is that kid? You have such a big tone, you actually look down on the Wang family!"
"Not only that, he also said that he alone is an ancient family. He speaks so loudly, and he really doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth!"
"Look at it, the pride of the Wang family will not let him go, Wang Mang is only average in the Wang family!"
Discussions were spreading, and soon, news about the battle here spread.
...
In the early morning of the second day, Lu Ming, Xie Nianqing, Jian Feiliu, and the other twenty-nine masters of Jin Jianzong flew west together.
The Heavenly King Monument is right there.
A hundred miles away, a huge stone monument towered into the sky, reaching a height of a thousand meters, and at least a few hundred meters wide.
On one side of this stele, there is no word, and it is blank. Below, there are twenty-seven stone stairs.
The stone ladder is very large and long. You can see that the top seven stone stairs are dark red, and there is no one on it.
The twenty stone steps below are gray, the same color as the stele. There are many figures on the twenty stone steps.
Figures sat cross-legged on the steps, as if they were practicing.
Moreover, from bottom to top, the number of people decreases.
On the first ladder, the number of people is the largest, and the higher the level, the fewer people.
On the nineteenth step, there was only one figure sitting cross-legged, while on the twentieth step, there was no one.