Five Hundred and Thirtieth Eight Chapters Doubt Life

We share weal and woe, Sheng Chuan is also a genius of the Holy Family after all, but now they have been abused so badly, they also feel that they have lost all face.

Sheng Yao, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, really wanted to rush up and slap Lu Ming to death.

But this place is the battle platform of Shenwei, and he is an old man, and he does not dare to do it at all.

Some rules, even the Holy Family, would not dare to violate them in the slightest.

His Holy Family reigned supreme in the Profound Sky Territory, but facing the entire Emperor God Palace, he was still like an ant.

"A group of beasts, what's the noise?"

Lu Ming looked at the young people of the Holy Family, and yelled loudly. The more arrogant his attitude was, the more arrogant he was.

"Damn it..."

Those heroes of the Holy Family, their eyes reddened with anger.

I think they are the heroes of the Holy Family. On weekdays, they are aloof and invincible.

In the Profound Sky Territory, they are kings and hegemony. Even if they go to some high-level empires, the ancestors and emperors of those high-level empires must be respectful in front of them.

When did anyone dare to scold them?

How dare you call them beasts, in front of so many people?

Their murderous intentions are out of control.

"Ah, I can't take it anymore, little bastard, I want to challenge you, do you dare to fight?"

There is Holy Family Yingjie roaring.

Lu Ming's eyes lit up, he immediately looked at the young man, and said, "Are you going to challenge me? Do you have a wind attribute spar? If not, don't bother me."

Lu Ming waved his hand with an impatient expression.

"Wind attribute spar? I'll borrow it!"

The young man gritted his teeth and borrowed it from the people around him.

Yingjie of the Holy Family, many people want to give face, and soon, this person borrowed 20 wind attribute Esoteric spar.

"Now, there are twenty wind-attribute Esoteric Stones here, do you dare to fight?"

The young man drank.

Lu Ming's eyes lit up, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and said, "Oh? Well then, I promise to fight you!"

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar.

"Lu Ming actually agreed to Sheng Fei's challenge?"

"Haha, he's finished. He probably doesn't know Sheng Fei's cultivation, Sheng Fei, but he has already reached the early stage of the sixth level of King Wu. Sheng Chuan is completely vulnerable in front of Sheng Fei."

"Yes, Lu Ming's combat power is only a little higher than Shengchuan. It's dead. If you just got it, you will spit it out."

"Hahaha!" Hearing Lu Ming's answer, Sheng Fei was overjoyed, his figure flashed, and he rushed up to the Shenwei battle platform.

Even within the forbidden space of Sky Profound City, it seemed very elegant.

Sheng Fei boarded the Shenwei battle platform and quickly appeared in front of Lu Ming, his eyes flashing with cold murderous intent.

"Haha, Lu Ming, you shouldn't agree to my challenge. Now, it's too late to regret it."

San Fei laughed.

"Just now, Sheng Chuan seemed to be so arrogant. In the end, he didn't cry for his father and mother."

Lu Ming pouted.

Under the battlefield, Sheng Chuan, who was healing his wounds, almost vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Who cried father and mother? He was just roaring just now. Where did he cry and call his mother, Lu Ming was completely nonsense. If these words were spread out, he would not even bother.

"Don't compare that trash Shengchuan with me!"

Sheng Fei sneered.

"In my eyes, you are all trash."

Lu Ming said lightly.

Under the battlefield, Sheng Chuan was already trembling all over, he shouted in his heart, if you want to fight, fight, don't keep me involved, I'm already miserable enough.

"court death!"

Sheng Fei roared, his murderous intent was extremely cold, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body.

In the early stage of King Wu's sixth level, at the same time, a powerful artistic conception of wind permeated out.

Between heaven and earth, there was a 12th-level gale blowing from the Buddha.

The momentum is strong, several times stronger than Shengchuan.

"Sheng Fei's comprehension is the artistic conception of the wind. His shots are as fast as lightning, and his offensive is like a violent storm. He is unmatched. With Lu Ming's combat power, I guess it is difficult for him to resist ten moves."

"Ten moves? Even if he can resist three moves, it's not bad. I guess, Lu Ming regrets it to death now. I guess he didn't expect Sheng Fei to be so powerful."

Around, many people were discussing, and the authors expressed their own views.

Keng!

In the hands of Sheng Fei, a slender long sword appeared.

"Die!"

Sheng Fei moved and started.

call out! call out! ...

In an instant, countless sword qi burst out from Sheng Fei's hands, covering the whole world and sweeping away towards Lu Ming.

Block, too fast.

"Lu Ming is finished."

Many people thought.

But the next moment, Lu Ming's figure moved, his figure kept flickering, shuttled in the sword qi that filled the sky, trying his best to avoid the sword qi filling the sky.

Although it was very dangerous, Lu Ming avoided them one by one.

Many were stunned.

"Wochao, I know, Lu Ming also understands the mood of the wind, so he can avoid it."

"Isn't it? I just saw his mood of thunder, and it has already reached the first level. Could it be that he has also comprehended the mood of wind and condensed the mood runes?"

"This is terrifying."

Lu Ming's body was filled with the artistic conception of the wind, sensing the changes in the surrounding wind.

Although his artistic conception of wind is not as profound as that of Sheng Fei, it is enough to avoid those sword qi.

"Hmph, then I will use my strength to defeat you head-on."

Sheng Fei drank it coldly, and the sword energy in the sky disappeared instantly.

call out!

The sword qi that filled the sky seemed to condense into a streak, turning into a crystal-clear cyan sword qi, instantly traversing the void and stabbing towards Lu Ming.

He wanted to crush Lu Ming with the powerful sixth-level cultivation of King Wu.

Lu Ming's eyes flashed and he stabbed with a gun.

when!

The tip of the gun collided with the tip of the sword.

Immediately, the sword qi, the spear radiance, shot everywhere.

Sheng Fei's body trembled, his face changed wildly, and he stepped back ten steps.

Of course, Lu Ming also took a dozen steps back symbolically.

In the eyes of outsiders, it looks like autumn colors are flying.

Whoa!

There was an uproar in the audience.

With a frontal blow, Lu Ming actually resisted Sheng Fei's attack. How is this possible? How is this going?

Just now, wasn't Lu Ming only a little bit stronger than Sheng Chuan?

How can we stop Shengfei's offensive now?

"Hidden strength, just now, Lu Ming definitely hid his strength."

Someone yelled.

Everyone suddenly realized, yes, this is the only possibility.

Lu Ming actually hid his strength just now, what does he want to do? Could it be that you want to lead the saint to fly down and earn Profound Truth spar?

Some smart people have already thought of this, and can't help but stunned.

Lu Ming is simply daring, to actually use this method to earn the Holy Family Yingjie's Profound Meaning spar.

"This this..."

Among the crowd, Sheng Yao and Sheng Wushuang were the most shocked.

Because a few months ago, when he was in the eastern part of the palace, Lu Ming was far from being so strong. It took so long to reach this stage. This is simply a monster.

Especially Sheng Wushuang, who was almost scared to death.

At the beginning, when Lu Ming first joined Ditian Shenwei, he was only half a step away from the king. At that time, with his strength, he could completely crush Lu Ming.

But now what? He was simply not worthy of Lu Ming's shoes.

"Why is this happening? Why is this happening?"

Sheng Wushuang has begun to doubt life.