Chapter 88 Marksmanship Shows Its Power
"Since you know that I am a disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect, don't kneel down and apologize."
shouted the youth.
"What an idiot!"
Lu Ming was speechless.
Could it be that the Shifang Sword Sect are all like this? Since Lu Ming knew that he was a disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect and dared to take action, he was clearly not afraid of his Shifang Sword Sect. He actually asked Lu Ming to kneel down and apologize. What is an idiot?
With a flick of his body, Lu Ming came out of the pile of rocks.
At this time, several figures came quickly.
They are all young people, and there are five young people farther away, surrounding the dozen or so loose cultivators who were picking up flame stones here with ordinary people.
"Junior Brother Zhao, what's going on?"
asked the person who came running fast.
"Senior brother, this little bastard, he actually dares to attack me, you will abolish him for me if you move,"
The young man shouted earlier.
"Boy, you are so courageous, you dare to hurt my disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect. Now, let me abolish your cultivation base, and then help us to explore the way inside, and maybe you can save a little life."
One of the fat Shifang Sword Sect disciples said.
With an aloof expression, he looked at Lu Ming indifferently.
Lu Ming touched his nose speechlessly, is this a disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect? No matter what, it is a virtue, and it looks like an aloof.
The Shifang Sword Sect is indeed the No. 1 sect of the Scorching Sun Empire, but everyone doesn't need to put on a high-level expression, right?
"Boy, I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"
The fat young man drinks coldly.
"You asked me to explore the way inside, and you arrested so many ordinary people. What do you want to do?"
Lu Ming didn't answer, but asked curiously.
"nonsense,
Is this something you can ask? Go ahead and explore the way! "
The fat young man said indifferently, and then punched Lu Ming's dantian.
The fat young man has the seventh-level martial arts cultivation. This punch is extremely powerful. If it hits hard, it will definitely defeat Lu Ming's cyclone and abolish his cultivation.
This is the Shifang Sword Sect. It is extremely domineering. If you disagree, your cultivation will be abolished.
"Shifang Sword Sect, huh, anyway, sooner or later, we will meet, so let's charge some interest first."
Lu Ming's eyes turned completely cold.
Lu Yuntian probably fell into the hands of the Shifang Sword Sect. Lu Ming had no good impression of the Shifang Sword Sect.
Now, even worse.
boom!
The Yanlong Fist blasted out, and Lu Ming's punch was faster and more ruthless.
A punch hit the fat young man's stomach accurately. The fat young man's eyes bulged out in an instant, and then he let out a shrill scream. The fat figure, like a ball, flew out far away. After flying nearly twenty meters, it fell to the ground, and then rolled several times before stopping.
"Ah, ah, you abolished my cultivation? You actually abolished my cultivation, beast, bastard."
The fat young man screamed miserably.
"You are only allowed to abolish my cultivation, and I am not allowed to abolish your cultivation?"
Lu Ming said indifferently.
"Boy, court death!"
The remaining two youths roared, the long sword was unsheathed, and two sharp sword lights burst out, hitting Lu Ming.
Both of them were cultivations of the late seventh stage of the martial master.
"Astral Musket Art - Catch the Moon!"
When the hand moved, the fire pattern gun appeared, and a gun swept out. In the air, a fiery red light flashed, like a moon.
bump! bump!
The two Shifang Sword Sect youths, without the slightest resistance, were directly swept away by the spear, vomiting blood in the air, and after falling, there was no trace of breath.
They were shot by Lu Ming, their bones had been swept away, and their internal organs had been shattered.
The fat young man and the previous young man were stunned, his face pale, and his whole body was trembling.
Lu Ming's eyes turned to the young man with the broken hand.
"No, don't kill me!"
The broken-handed youth screamed in horror.
But Lu Ming was unmoved and raised his spear.
"stop!"
At this time, the five Shifang Sword Sect disciples who were originally surrounding a dozen stone pickers rushed towards this side in unison, and one of them roared, revealing the powerful cultivation of the eighth-level martial master.
"what!"
The young man with severed hands cried out in horror, and ran desperately towards the five Shifang Sword Sect disciples.
but--
call out!
With a flick of Lu Ming, the long spear in his hand shot out, instantly catching up with the young man with severed hands, passing through his chest through his back, and nailing him to the ground.
"Dead! Die! Little bastard, not only are you going to die, but your family and your friends are going to die!"
The disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect, who was at the peak of the eighth level of martial arts, let out an angry roar and rushed towards Lu Ming.
"Look who dies first!"
The dragon and snake stepped out, and Lu Ming turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards the five Shifang Sword Sects. When he passed by the young man with the broken hand, he took advantage of the situation and pulled out the fire pattern gun.
Both sides, in the fast approaching.
"Crazy Wave Slash!"
The disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect of the eighth-level martial artist roared loudly, holding a palm-wide giant sword in both hands, and the sword light slashed towards Lu Ming like a violent storm.
hum!
The flame gun shook and swept forward.
when!
The gun and the sword intersected, and the sparks shot in all directions with a huge roar.
The disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect trembled and retreated a dozen steps back, while Lu Ming only shook his body and swayed slightly.
"kill!"
The next moment, the swords of the other four Shifang Sword Sect disciples slashed towards Lu Ming one after another.
Of the five major sects of the Lie Sun Empire, only the Shifang Sword Sect and the Xuanyuan Sword Sect are good at swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship they are good at is somewhat different.
The swordsmanship practiced by the Shifang Sword Sect tends to be fierce, open and close, and is extremely powerful.
The four disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, two eighth-level martial masters, and two seven-level martial arts masters, joined forces, and the sword energy was like a stormy sea, swept away towards Lu Ming.
At the same time as the attack, he also displayed a burst of blood vessels, which was much more powerful.
However, what they were facing was Lu Ming, who had already cultivated the low-grade Xuan-level martial arts to the second level.
"Take the moon!"
Lu Ming's eyes were bright, his whole body's true qi burst out, and he shot out.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
There were four consecutive roars, and at the same time, four consecutive screams.
The two disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect at the seventh level of the martial master were shocked to death and flew out from a distance.
And the two youths from the eighth level of martial arts were not much better. They flew more than ten meters and fell heavily to the ground. They coughed up blood and suffered heavy injuries.
With one shot, two deaths and two injuries, the disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect, who was at the peak of the eighth level of martial arts, was shocked.
But Lu Ming wouldn't give him the slightest chance to breathe, he rushed forward a few steps, then jumped up high, and slammed the flame gun down.
"Landslide!"
The long spear slammed down, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound, and the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect turned pale, and the strength of the whole body erupted, the power of the bloodline was turned to the extreme, and the sword was cut upward.
when!
The long spear slammed on the sword, and the energy roared out, forming a gust of wind that swept in all directions.
boom!
The stones under the feet of the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect burst into pieces. It was difficult for him to stand firm, so he knelt down, and the stones burst into pieces where his knees fell.
(End of this chapter) Dragon King of Wandao