"Cross Killing Sword!"
Zheng Gan held a huge sword wider than his palm, and his offensive was extremely domineering. When he slashed out with one sword, the sword light formed a cross shape, and he slashed towards Lu Ming with tremendous power.
"Broken Armor!"
Lu Ming's spear shook, and the tip of the spear formed a rotating cutting force, colliding with Zheng Qian's sword light.
when!
With a loud roar, Lu Ming took two steps back, and Zheng Qian took three steps back.
Confronted head-on, Lu Ming had a slight upper hand.
"This Zheng Gan, why is his attack power so strong? The martial skill he uses is obviously not a mysterious martial skill, but a top-grade Huang-level martial skill. Although he has cultivated to an extremely high level, it is impossible for him to have such a strong attack power?"
A trace of suspicion flashed in Lu Ming's eyes.
Although Zheng Qian's cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of martial arts, and he has also exploded with a fifth-level blood, but without the mysterious level of martial arts, his attack power cannot be so strong. When he confronted Lu Ming head-on, he was only slightly disadvantaged.
You know, Lu Ming's zhenqi is three times stronger than ordinary zhenqi. In addition, he has already cultivated to the second level of Ganghuo Gunjue. Lu Ming can defeat ordinary martial artists who are at the peak of the ninth level.
"By the way, it's the physical body. This Zheng Gan, his physical body is extremely powerful. He should have practiced the way of body refinement."
Lu Ming's eyes suddenly lit up.
He found that Zheng Qian's muscles were bulging, and his skin was covered with a faint red light.
It must be the physical body. Zheng Qian has practiced the method of body training. The physical body can explode with amazing combat power when combined with true energy, so he can compete with Lu Ming.
Bark!
At this time, a sword light stabbed at Lu Ming rapidly.
"What a hassle!"
Lu Ming frowned, swung his spear, collided with a thin sword, and a figure retreated far away.
It's the disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect with the ninth level martial artist.
Although this Shifang Sword Sect disciple's attack power is not strong, his body skills are not weak, and he is not slippery. When Lu Ming shows his weakness, he will sneak a move.
"If I break out my blood, I want to win them easily, but I can't always rely on my blood burst. The time of my blood burst is too short. It can only be used as a hole card and cannot be used in regular battles. It is better to rely on the current state to solve them. .”
bump!
Lu Ming stepped forward and rushed towards Zheng Gan.
"Landslide!"
The spear came down from top to bottom and smashed down heavily.
Zheng Qian's eyes were fixed, and he resisted with his sword.
boom!
The stones under Zheng Qian's feet exploded, and his figure retreated again and again.
"It's just the early stage of the eighth level of martial arts. Although I have cultivated mysterious martial arts, why is it so powerful? My physical body has already cultivated to the first rank of Dzogchen, and I am still invincible."
Zheng Qian was beyond shocked.
It's normal if he is suppressed by the same level, but Lu Ming's cultivation is only at the early stage of the eighth level of martial arts. How did he do it
"kill!"
Lu Ming's fighting spirit was like a rainbow, and he kept attacking Zheng Qiang, just in time to use Zheng Qiang to hone his marksmanship.
The billowing dragon-shaped true energy was poured into the spear continuously, and it was extremely smooth. One shot after another, Lu Ming was galloping across the battlefield like an invincible general.
Zheng Qian was completely suppressed.
Bark!
At this time, a sword light suddenly pierced Lu Ming's back.
"Just waiting for you to make a move!"
A cold light flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, and without turning his head, the spear swept out.
"Catch the moon!"
A red moonlight flashed, and the disciple of Jiuzhong, the martial artist of the Shifang Sword Sect, was shocked and tried to retreat.
But it was too late.
The spear was eight feet long, plus the length of his arm, the distance of more than three meters was completely covered.
"Block!"
The disciple of Shifang Sword Sect, the ninth level martial artist, turned pale with fright, and blocked himself with a long sword.
But his long sword is a thin sword, the root cannot stop it.
when!
Lu Ming's long spear was drawn on his long sword, and the violent power erupted. The long sword bent directly, and the sword and the spear were drawn heavily on his chest.
bump!
The body of this disciple of the Ten Directions Sword Sect was blown away like a sandbag, and the body slid close to the ground for a distance of tens of meters, sliding the hard ground out of a ravine.
When he stopped, there was no breath left.
A master of the ninth level of martial arts was directly shot to death by Lu Ming.
After flying away the disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect, who was a ninth-level martial artist, Lu Ming's spear didn't stop at all, and continued to draw forward with the momentum, and made a counter-attack with Zheng Gan who was attacking.
"Now, no one is bothering you, and you can be dealt with."
Lu Ming's calm voice sounded, and with a step, the spear pierced out like lightning.
Zheng Qian tried his best to resist.
In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged more than ten moves.
Lu Ming fought more and more bravely, and his understanding of Ganghuo Gunjue became deeper and stronger, and its power became stronger. Zheng Qian was completely defeated and retreated steadily.
Not far away, the young man with a flat nose looked pale, and suddenly shouted: "Brother Zheng, hold on first, I will return to the sect first, and I will definitely report to the elders to avenge you."
After saying that, he ran away.
"Damn it!"
Zheng Qian roared.
"Damn it, don't worry, after I finish you, I will kill him for you."
Lu Ming said lightly.
boom!
A shot hit Zheng Qian's sword, and Zheng Qian retreated again and again, spurting out a mouthful of blood.
After repeated battles, his muscles trembled non-stop, and his tiger's mouth was split open, oozing blood.
If it wasn't for his physical strength, he could burst out with all his true energy regardless of the consequences, and he would have been shocked to death by Lu Ming long ago. Even so, he was severely injured.
"Zhen Qi, his Zhen Qi is too strong, it is irresistible!"
In Zheng Qian's eyes, there was a look of fear.
"Wait a minute, as long as you let me go, how about you killing so many disciples of my Shifang Sword Sect this time? You can't bear it."
Zheng Gan showed timidity and shouted.
"At this time, you still threaten me, what an idiot!"
Lu Ming said indifferently, the long spear kept on shooting at Zheng Gan.
boom!
Teng Teng Teng Teng Teng Teng!
Zheng Qian took seven or eight steps back, coughing up blood, and his injuries became more serious.
"Stop, stop, treasure! That extinct volcano has treasures, as long as you spare me, I can give you half, yes, give you half."
Zheng Gan shouted.
"No need, as long as I kill you, everything is mine. I won't play with you anymore. Your junior brother has already run away. If you continue to play, maybe you really let him run away."
The corner of Lu Ming's mouth twitched, and a red light suddenly flashed on his body.
Blood burst!
Enough has been tested, there is no need to keep it.
call out!
The spear turned into a bolt of lightning, much faster than before, and Zheng Gan couldn't resist it at all.
"No.."
Zheng Gan roared.
puff!
The spear directly pierced his heart, and the back and forth were transparent.
Zheng Gan grasped the spear firmly with both hands, his eyes were full of unwillingness, blood kept coming out of his mouth, and he hissed: "You... who are you?"
puff!
Lu Ming drew out his spear, kicked his feet, and chased after the flat-nosed young man like lightning. Then, a voice came from afar: "Xuanyuan Sword School, Lu Ming!"
After the words fell, Lu Ming's figure had disappeared.
"Are you from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect?"
Zheng Qian murmured, the vitality in his eyes quickly dissipated.