Chapter 231 Fighting Yang Zaitian

The disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect were overjoyed, because Yang Zaitian had arrived.

However, Lu Ming just glanced at it casually, attacked, and continued.

bump! bump!

The disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect were sent flying, and by the time Yang Zaitian arrived, there were not many who could stand.

Yang Zaitian glanced around with a gloomy expression on his face, then looked at Lu Ming, and said coldly, "I told you to stop, didn't you hear?"

"I heard, but what kind of onion are you? If you tell me to stop, I'm about to stop?"

Lu Ming squinted at him.

Yang Zai Tian was stagnant, and his face became more gloomy.

Lu Ming actually said which onion is he?

Yang Zaitian laughed angrily and said, "Tianyun, I said before that you were my Yang Zaitian's prey. At that time, I just talked about it casually, but now, you are dead, and there is no way to survive!"

"Is your Shifang Sword Sect just a routine, you say I'm dead as soon as you meet, and all of them lie here, and you will soon be like this."

Lu Ming sneered.

"Don't compare me to these trash."

Yang Zai Tiandao.

The other disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect looked ugly, Yang Zaitian said in public that they were trash, and of course they felt uncomfortable.

"In my eyes, you are similar to them, they are all waste!"

Lu Ming smiled lightly.

"Bold, presumptuous!"

Yang Zaitian shouted angrily, his murderous intent was extremely cold.

He, Yang Zaitian, has been a genius since birth, and along the way, he has swept his peers and is almost invincible.

Now, Lu Ming actually said that he was a waste, which was a great shame.

He will kill Lu Ming!

"Tianyun,

You succeeded, and you succeeded in angering me. Today, I will break your bones and feed you to blood ants! "

Yang Zaitian roared angrily, his breath bursting out.

And, keep improving.

Soon, he broke through the peak limit of the sixth level of the great martial artist and entered the seventh level of the great martial arts master.

"The Seventh Level of the Great Martial Artist!"

Lu Ming was slightly startled.

"The seventh level of the Great Martial Master, Senior Brother Yang Zaitian has broken through the seventh level of the Great Martial Master, and Tianyun is dead."

The disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect shouted in ecstasy.

Yang Zaitian was originally a peerless genius, and he overpowered his peers. With such a breakthrough in cultivation, his combat power would also skyrocket.

"Senior Brother Yang Zaitian, don't kill Tianyun easily, I will torture him well."

"good!"

The disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect shouted.

"Tianyun, I saw it just now that you actually realized two kinds of power, which is really amazing, but I will tell you that power is in essence, not much, and no matter how much power there is, it will collapse in the face of absolute power. ."

Yang Zaitian's eyes were like electricity, his aura was like a tiger, he stepped out and the earth roared.

"There's a lot of nonsense, but you're just making excuses for your incompetence!"

Lu Ming scolded.

"I'm incompetent? Hahaha, courting death!"

Yang Zaitian roared, the sword behind him was unsheathed, and a scorching aura burst out.

The potential is actually the trend of fire.

"I'll show you the power of the real fire!"

Yang Zaitian screamed, and his figure rushed towards Lu Ming, and he slashed out with a sword.

The momentum of fire, wrapped in sword energy, erupted with astonishing power.

"It turns out that it's the trend of fire!"

Lu Ming muttered in his mouth.

"Your stance is just skin, and my stance is already small, this is the essence!"

Yang Zaitian howled, with contempt in his voice.

Just now, Lu Ming's potential did not explode with all his strength. He thought that although Lu Ming had understood two potentials, it was only a skin. How could he resist him?

"Frog at the bottom of the well!"

Lu Ming smiled lightly.

"what?"

Yang Zaitian was stunned for a moment, but the next moment, his face changed wildly.

Because of the momentum on Lu Ming's body, he couldn't help but rise violently.

The first is the momentum of fire, which has reached a small success in an instant, and even is still rising. In the end, although it has not reached a major success, it is still stronger than Yang Zaitian's momentum.

boom!

A spear shot out, intersected with Yang Zaitian's sword, and dissipated in two.

"How is that possible? How can your fire power be so strong? What's going on?"

Yang Zaitian shouted, unbelievable.

Just now, he despised Lu Ming, saying that Lu Ming was too powerful but not refined.

But right away, he realized that Lu Ming was not only more, but also more refined than him.

It was like he was slapping himself hard.

"That's impossible? Then go on!"

boom!

Lu Ming's aura rose again.

This time, it was the wind.

All the way up, like a hurricane sweeping the sky, finally Lu Ming's wind force also rushed towards Xiaocheng.

"The wind's momentum is Xiaocheng, it's impossible, it's impossible, you cheat, you cheat, how can you comprehend the two forces to Xiaocheng?"

Yang Zaitian was no longer calm, and cried out hysterically.

Even the facial features are distorted.

He, the martial master Jiuzhong, understood the situation, and there are not many in the Shifang Sword Sect.

And at the sixth level of the Great Martial Artist, it is even more rare to cultivate the power of fire to a small success.

He has always been extremely proud, aiming at the six heroes of the scorching sun, not putting others in the eye.

But now, he suddenly discovered that Lu Ming's talent was stronger than his, and it was a lot stronger, which made it difficult for him to accept.

"Dead, die, this day Yun must die, in this world, there can be no more genius than me!"

Yang Zaitian roared in his heart.

"kill!"

Without hesitation, his bloodline exploded, and he burst out with all his strength, killing Lu Ming.

"Die!"

The sword energy was shocking and extremely hot.

Yang Zaitian is definitely a peerless genius, and his combat power is extremely terrifying.

Even the eighth-level martial artist of the Great Martial Master will be killed by one move, and the ninth-level martial artist of the Great Martial Master must retreat from the edge.

However, what he met was Lu Ming.

The combination of wind and fire turned into a flaming flaming spear, rising into the sky.

boom!

Lu Ming and Yang Zaitian slammed together, turning into a terrifying, hot shock wave that swept in all directions.

"No, go back!"

The disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect shouted loudly, ignoring their injuries and retreating frantically.

In the distance, the people in the Hall of Generals also showed horror and retreated back.

boom!

A huge shock wave rushed to the ground, blasting the ground into deep pits.

"kill!"

"kill!"

With two loud roars, the two figures collided again.

From a distance, the two parties watched in shock. They saw two figures exuding a scorching aura constantly colliding in the air and on the ground, like two ancient beasts.

boom! boom!

After more than a dozen consecutive collisions, more than a dozen large pits appeared on the ground, like the end of the day.

Fortunately, they had already left the blood ant nest for some distance before the battle, otherwise, the blood ant nest would have been destroyed.

Even so, the blood ant nest was still disturbed, and one blood ant crawled out.

boom!

There was another violent roar, and a figure quickly retreated and was knocked into the air.

It was Yang Zaitian. At this time, he was very embarrassed, covered in blood, and his hair was disheveled.

He was no match for Lu Ming.

"Tianyun, I want you to die, I want to kill you, I want to kill all your friends, your family."

Yang Zaitian roared, pretending to be crazy.

(End of this chapter) Dragon King of Wandao