Everlasting Dragon Emperor

"Since you know that I am a disciple of the Shifangjian School, I have not knelt down to apologize."

Cried the youth.

"What an idiot!"

Lu Ming was speechless.

Are all Shifangjian factions like this, since Lu Ming knows that he is a disciple of Shifangjian factions, and dare to take action, obviously he is not afraid of his Shifangjian factions, he actually told Lu Ming to kneel and apologize, this is not What is an idiot?

With a flick of his figure, Lu Ming came out of the mess.

At this time, several figures hurriedly came.

They are all young people. At a further distance, there are five young people who surround a dozen or so people who are here to pick up the flaming stones here with ordinary people.

"Brother Zhao, what's going on?"

Asked a man who was running fast.

"Brother, this little bastard, he dared to attack me, and you will abolish him for me,"

The young man shouted before.

"Boy, you are so brave that you dare to hurt my disciples of the Fangjian Sect. Now, let me abandon your cultivation, and then help us to explore the way inside, maybe you can retrieve a little life."

One of the chubby Shifangjian sent his disciples.

A high expression, looking at Landing Ming indifferently.

Lu Ming touched his nose silently. Is this the disciple of Shifangjian School?How to be a virtue, a high-looking look.

The Shifangjian faction is indeed the first major sect of the scorching sun empire, but don't you have to put a high expression on everyone?

"Boy, I talk to you, are you deaf?"

Fat youth drinks coldly.

"You asked me to go inside to find a way, and still caught so many ordinary people, what on earth did you want to do?"

Lu Ming did not answer, but asked some curious questions.

"Nonsense, is this what you can ask? Observe the way, obediently!"

The fat young man said indifferently, and then punched at Dan Tian who landed.

The fat young man has the training practice of Qi Zhong, a martial artist. This punch is extremely powerful. If it is bombarded, it can absolutely defeat Lu Ming’s cyclone and destroy his training.

This is the Ten Faction Sword School, which is extremely domineering.

"Ten Fang Jianpai, huh, anyway, sooner or later, let's charge some interest first."

Lu Ming's eyes cooled completely.

Lu Yuntian is likely to fall into the hands of the Shifangjian faction. Lu Ming had no good impression of the Shifangjian faction.

Now, worse.

boom!

The Yanlong fist blasted out, and Lu Ming's fist was faster and more ruthless.

With a punch, it accurately hit the belly of the fat young man, and the eyes of the fat young man protruded in an instant. Immediately, a screaming scream was made. The fat figure, like a ball, flew away from a distance, He flew nearly twenty meters before falling to the ground, then rolled several more circles before stopping.

"Ah, ah, did you abolish my cultivation? You actually abolished my cultivation, beast, hybrid."

The fat young man screamed sadly.

"Only you are allowed to abolish my practice, will you not be allowed to abolish your practice?"

Lu Ming said indifferently.

"Boy, look for death!"

The remaining two young men shouted, their long swords out of their sheaths, and two sharp sword lights burst out, striking Lu Ming.

Both of these men were the later cultivation masters of Qizhong in the later period.

"Gunfire tactics-Lan Yue!"

As soon as the hand moved, the fire pattern gun appeared, and one shot swept out. In the air, a fiery red light flashed like a moon.

bump!bump!

The two ten-party swords sent young people, without the slightest resistance, they were swept away by a spear and vomited blood in the air. After falling, they no longer had the slightest breath.

They were shot by Lu Ming, their bones had been broken, and their internal organs had been shattered.

The fat young man and the previous young man froze, his face pale, his body trembling.

Lu Ming looked at the broken-handed young man.

"No, don't kill me!"

The young man shouted in horror.

But Lu Ming was unmoved, and the spear was raised.

"stop!"

At this time, five disciples of the Ten Fangjian who had surrounded a dozen stone-pickers rushed towards this side, and one of them yelled out, revealing the intrepid repair behavior of the eighth peak of the warrior.

"what!"

The broken hand shouted in horror, and ran desperately towards the five disciples of the Ten Fangjian.

but--

call out!

Lu Ming flicked, the spear in his hand shot out, caught up with the young man who broke his hand instantly, passed his chest through his back, and nailed him to the ground.

"Dead! Die! Little bastard, not only you are going to die, your family and your friends are going to die!"

The disciple of the tenth sword of the warrior's eighth peak sent out an angry roar and rushed towards the landing.

"Look who will die first!"

The dragon snake stepped out, and Lu Ming turned into a gust of wind, rushing towards the five ten-party sword factions, and after passing by the young man with a broken hand, he pulled out the fire pattern gun.

Both sides are approaching quickly.

"Crazy waves!"

The warrior's eight-layered Shifangjian sent his disciples to yell, holding a giant sword with palm width in both hands, the sword light chopped towards the landing like a storm.

Buzz!

The striated gun flicked and swept forward.

when!

The gun and the sword intersect, and Mars shoots out, making a huge roar.

The disciples of Shifangjian School shuddered and retreated a dozen steps backwards, while Lu Ming just shook his figure and shook it slightly.

"kill!"

At the next moment, the war swords of the other four disciples of the Fangjian Sect sent to Lu Ming one after another.

Among the five major sect gates of the scorching empire, only the ten-party sword school and the Xuanyuan sword school are distinguished by their swordsmanship, and the two good swordsmanships are somewhat different.

The swordsmanship practiced by the Ten Fang Swords is biased towards being strong, wide open and wide, and extremely powerful.

Four disciples of the ten-party sword school, two martial artists eightfold, two martial artists sevenfold, united together, the sword was like a storm, and swept toward the landing.

At the same time as the attack, he also showed a burst of bleeding veins, which was more powerful.

However, they are faced with Lu Ming, who has cultivated Xuan-level inferior martial arts skills to the second level of Lu Ming.

"Look at the moon!"

Lu Ming's eyes were shining, and his true energy was completely exploded.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Four consecutive roars, and at the same time, four consecutive screams.

The disciples of the two martial arts seven-fold ten-party swords were directly shocked and flew away.

The two martial arts youths were not much better. They flew more than ten meters, fell heavily on the ground, and suffered a heavy coughing blood.

One shot, two deaths and two injuries, shocked the disciple of Shifangjian School, the eighth peak of the warrior.

But Lu Ming wouldn't give him any chance to breathe, rushed forward a few steps, and then his body jumped high, and the fire gun fell down.

"Landslide!"

The spear was hit with a wailing roar, and the disciples of the Ten Fang Jian School turned pale, bursting out the strength of the whole body, turning the power of the bloodline to the extreme, and the war sword was cut upward.

when!

The spear hit the war sword, and it burst out with great force, forming a gust of wind that swept in all directions.

boom!

The stones at the feet of the disciples of the Shifangjian School burst into pieces, and it was difficult for him to stand on his knees, and he knelt down directly. Where the knees fell, the stones burst into pieces.

(End of this chapter)