Everlasting Dragon Emperor

As soon as this remark came out, it aroused the curiosity of many people, and many people were expecting that Shura could fight the King Yan.

Because the two have a lot in common, they are all wearing masks, and listening to the sound, they are both very young and have recently risen.

Many people speculate that both of them are peerless arrogants entering from the outside world, and even both are geniuses on the Qianjiao list.

However, since the last battle with the Seven Zen Bosses, King Yan has not appeared again.

In the next two days, when Lu Ming continued to play, no one challenged him.

On one occasion, he challenged others, who directly conceded defeat and gave him a million Needling Spirit Crystals.

"Lu Ming, play with me!"

When Lu Ming returned to the inn, Xie Nianqing appeared before him.

"Play with you?"

Lu Ming was shocked.

"Yes, my two moods have merged, and I have touched a little threshold, but it is still under pressure from an external force, but the warriors on the battle platform are too weak to give me this pressure. I can only find you."

Xie Nianqing said.

"it is good!"

Can help Xie Nianqing practice, Lu Ming will not refuse.

The two went out of the city and appeared over a barren mountain tens of thousands of miles away. The two stood opposite each other.

boom!

On Xie Nianqing, the conception of destruction and the conception of wind erupted at the same time, intertwined, and turned into a blue palm print, screaming toward the landing.

"Burst Star Fist!"

Lu Ming blasted a fist, shaking in the void.

boom!

The fist and the palm print bombarded together.

There was a roar, a tremor of palm prints, but the fist disappeared.

"The strength is not enough, Lu Ming, increase the strength!"

Xie Nianqing's voice came, and the breath of his body poured out one by one.

"it is good!"

Zhen Zhen's real tricks were running, and Zhen Yuan in Lu Ming's body quickly mobilized, banging, a fist, letting the Buddha through the world, blending the mood of fire, blasting the palm of Xie Nianqing.

With a loud noise, Xie Nianqing's palm prints burst, but Lu Ming didn't keep his hands in the slightest, second and third punches, continuous punches, fist punches, through the void, and went towards Xie Nianqing.

"Heavenly Demon Handprint!"

Xie Nianqing drank, his palms were shot continuously, and the black palm prints merged into the artistic conception of destruction and wind, and roared towards the landing.

boom!boom!...

The void was boiling, and there was a constant explosion of sound in the air.

In a blink of an eye, the two had a dozen battles.

At the beginning, the two were still tempting, but gradually, the strength of the two has been increasing and has been improving.

Lu Ming's double fists waved, and the speed of punching became faster and faster. In a flash, dozens of punches burst out.

Xie Nianqing tried to merge the two moods with two moods.

"Right, that is it!"

Xie Nianqing's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Lu Ming also completely let go of his hands and feet, and his fists continued to bombard.

Xie Nianqing's strength is strong enough to completely block, Lu Ming does not worry that it will hurt Xie Nianqing.

In a flash, a hundred strokes passed.

Lu Ming feels that the bursting star fist is running more and more smoothly, and his understanding of the bursting star fist is slowly deepening.

At the same time, bursting star fist is like a sledgehammer, constantly tempering Xie Nianqing's mood, so that the two moods slowly merge.

If Xie Nianqing's fusion of the two artistic concepts is successful, her combat power can definitely improve a lot.

The two had been fighting for more than three hundred moves before they stopped.

"how about it?"

Lu Ming walked over and asked.

"Well, I have a lot of feelings, and I believe that it may break through in a while."

Xie Nianqing nodded excitedly, and then looked at Landing Ming with a smile, said: "You help me so, you are not afraid of me breaking through, suppressing you?"

"Haha, even if you break through, you may not be able to suppress me, and I will improve. In this life, you can't surpass me."

Lu Ming smiled, complacent.

"Smelly, hum, how can I surpass you?"

Xie Nianqing's mouth turned up, showing a faint smile.

Immediately, the two talked and chatted back.

In the next two days, Lu Ming did not go to the battle platform, but closed his doors to practice.

Two days later, a news came out.

The old monster of the magic wind wants to challenge Shura on the battle platform, and he is called Shura to fight.

As soon as the news came out, the whole city shook.

The old monster of the magic wind is also the same as the seven Zen old monsters. The old monster that has lived for a long time is at least 500 years old. A few hundred years ago, it was the character of the peak king. For hundreds of years, although it has not broken through the spirit sea Environment, but martial arts, secret techniques and other aspects have been cultivated to a terrifying point, and the combat power is very terrible!

This kind of character has to challenge Shura, everyone is extremely curious and extremely excited.

So the news quickly reached Lu Ming's ear.

"Magic wind, funny!"

Lu Ming smiled a little.

"It seems that a master has appeared, let's go, I'll accompany you to see!"

Xie Nianqing walked over, and the two headed for the battle platform. They put on black robes and put on masks halfway.

"Xura is here!"

As soon as Lu Ming arrived, the audience remembered bursts of exclamation.

Around the battle platform, it was already full of people.

After all, the name of Shura has become more and more popular recently, chasing after King Yan.

The old monster of the magic wind, a famous old monster in the waters near Jinsha Island, no one dares to provoke characters except Linghai Realm.

The confrontation between these two people naturally aroused the interest of the vast majority of people. Many people rushed as soon as they heard the news.

Lu Ming walked in the air, landed on the battle platform, countless eyes looked at him.

"Hey!"

A shriveled sneer came out, and a skinny old man in a green robe appeared on the battle platform. Many people didn't even see how he appeared.

"It's fast!"

Lu Ming's eyes moved, the magic wind old monster, apparently cultivated the mood of the wind, the speed of terror.

"Lu Ming!"

In the stands, Luo Xin's eyes flickered.

Today, Luo Xin also came. Similarly, Chen Dao and Chen Zhao also arrived and sat together to watch.

"Hope the magic wind monster can cut this kid!"

Chen Zhao secretly prayed.

"You are Shura? I heard that it is a little hairy boy. Don't pretend to be a ghost in front of the old man. Take off the mask!"

The magic wind monster is standing in front of Lu Ming, hehe smiled.

"If you want me to take off the mask, you can, depending on whether you have this skill!"

Lu Ming smiled faintly.

"Hey, it is good for young people to have confidence, but it is not bad to look down on their predecessors. After all, age is not in vain."

As soon as the voice fell, the figure of the old demon of the magic wind disappeared.

In the next moment, Lu Ming felt that in front of him, the wind was roaring, and a hand clawed, grabbing his mask.

Without hesitation, Lu Ming stepped forward and his body retreated quickly.

"Hey, you can't escape!"

The old demon of the magic wind moved again, closely following the landing Ming, and grasped Lu Ming's mask with his hand.

boom!

Lu Ming punched suddenly and slammed forward.

At such a short distance, if other people can't avoid it, but the old style of the magic wind flashed, it avoided it.