Everlasting Dragon Emperor

Lu Ming speculated carefully and found that it was not very useful for himself, and was about to leave.

"Go away!"

Suddenly, a roar came.

In the sky, a young man in white, carrying a long sword, came out of the air, and the dreaded sword prestige diffused from his body and pressed against everyone.

"Wucang!"

"Tianwujian faction, Wucang!"

Many people's faces changed greatly.

The Tianwu sword faction is extremely prosperous. Among all forces in Zhongzhou, it is top-notch, and few forces can match it.

In this generation, the Tianwu Sword School is also born of Tianjiao. Two of them are second-class Tianjiao.

Wu Chengkong, Wu Cang.

Wu Chengkong was the first pride of Tianwujian faction, and Wucang ranked second.

Don't look at its ranking second, the strength is strong, not weaker than Yin is not broken, Jun Yue these people.

Two great arrogances have emerged in a generation, and the Tianwujian faction has a reputation.

"Go away, this place, I want it!"

Wu Cang stood above him, staring down.

Many people gritted their teeth. It’s very big here. Wu Cang obviously can choose a place to comprehend, but he has to drive others away.

But he was so angry that he didn't dare to speak, and could only leave.

Many people realize what they are gaining, and they have to interrupt their understanding and leave here.

"Are you still leaving?"

Wu Cang looked at Lu Ming, his eyes like electricity.

Lu Ming looked calm, looked at Wu Cang, and walked away.

This place was useless to him, he had intended to leave, there was no need to fight with Wu Cang.

"Tianwujian faction is really overbearing!"

"Quietly, the Tianwujian faction has brought in a lot of masters. The previous master of the Tianwujian faction also came in. Although the talent is not as good as Wucang and Wuchengkong, but they have practiced for more than ten years than the two. Let’s not offend!"

Some people whispered and left here.

Lu Ming went north, and soon appeared thousands of miles away.

Quack!

A chirp sounded through the sky, a huge eagle flying across the sky and covering the sky.

"A strong breath!"

This is also a powerful and amazing fierce bird, as the overlord of this secret realm.

The eagle flew to a cliff in front and landed.

Lu Ming discovered that there was a nest on the cliff.

"That is..."

Far away, Lu Ming found a strange breath on the cliff, with faint traces on it, like a figure.

"There are traces left by the strongest, I don't know if it works for me!"

Lu Ming carefully approached the giant eagle nest and waited patiently.

This is a day.

The next day, the giant eagle whistled, spread its wings and flew, and left the old nest.

The giant eagle moved away, and Lu Ming rushed towards the cliff, watching carefully.

On the cliff wall, there is a figure really carved. This figure seems to be attacking.

boom!boom!

When he watched it carefully, the figure seemed to move, and a terrible murderous eruption burst out, covering Lu Ming.

"kill!"

When the rumbling came, this figure slammed toward the landing. The terrifying murderous envelope, Lu Ming was cold, unable to resist the idea, the other party slammed directly on him.

Lu Ming was shocked and slammed backwards until he realized that everything was an illusion.

"Amazing!"

Lu Ming took a long breath, some shock, but some excitement.

This is a martial art, extremely powerful, contains killing opportunities, and can even affect people's minds.

Lu Ming's third bloodline broke out, and he was able to borrow a powerful killing mood. This martial art was just useful to Lu Ming.

"Just comprehend here, see if you can comprehend this martial art!"

Lu Ming stepped forward and watched closely.

Lu Ming keeps his heart and everything is still.

Uh!

This time, it wasn't a palm, that figure, there was a sword in his hand, and a sword was cut out.

Lu Ming Wei Ran did not move, Ren Zhanjian cut off.

Sure enough, the war sword was like a virtual shadow, and it passed by, and then took the next move. This time, it became a sword again.

Uh!Uh!...

This figure is vertical and horizontal, exhibiting various attacks, and the weapons in hand are also unpredictable.

"What a wonderful martial art!"

Lu Ming looked at it for a while, and finally figured out a little doorway.

This martial art has no fixed moves, or rather, the moves are only superficial, and the focus is on "intention". Understanding the meaning of this martial art, any weapon can exert powerful power.

This is a kind of killing style, specially created for killing people, powerful.

Lu Mingpan sat in the air, comprehending it carefully, and carefully participating in it.

In the evening, a tweet rang through the air, and the giant eagle came back. Lu Ming left the place, sat a short distance away, and continued to comprehend.

After the giant eagle left the next day, Lu Ming returned to the cliff and continued to enlighten.

"Boy, get away!"

Suddenly, a roar came, interrupting Lu Ming's insight.

A cold light flashed in Lu Ming's eyes and turned to look.

Wu Cang, this person again, now he is staring at this cliff.

"roll!"

The cold sound came from Lu Ming's mouth.

Wu Cang was taken aback for a moment, and apparently did not expect that Lu Ming dared to call him off.

Then, Wu Cang's eyes showed a murderous opportunity, staring at Landing Ming, and said, "Boy, do you know who you are talking to? If you say the wrong thing, you have to pay the price of your life."

"roll!"

Lu Ming said the second word, the voice was colder.

"court death!"

Wu Cang drank coldly, his sword qi soared, his palm chopped out, and a terrible sword awn chopped down toward the landing.

Lu Ming waved his hand at will, struck Jianmang to fly, got up and stepped towards Wu Cang.

"A little skill, but in front of me crazy, you are wrong!"

Wu Cang shouted, the war sword came out of the sheath, Jian Ming shook the sky.

call out!

The war sword pierced the void and cut a crack in the space.

Roar roar...

In Lu Ming's body, Long Yin sounded and dragon power exploded. Lu Ming's body was filled with purple light.

With a palm of his hand, Wu Cang's sword spirit was defeated, and Lu Ming's figure kept on going to Wu Cang.

"you..."

Wu Cang was shocked, some incredible, Lu Ming's combat power far exceeded his imagination.

Where is this strong man from?

Before it was too late to think about it, Wu Cang retreated sharply, and the blood of a war sword appeared above his head, which was a god-level eight blood line.

He cast a fusion of bleeding veins, transformed into a sword of war, and cut off the dagger of the sky, trying to split Lu Ming in half.

when!

Lu Ming squeezed his fist, operated the prison prison power, and exerted terrible power, blasting the sword.

The War Sword's crazy shock almost collapsed and flew away from afar.

Uh!

Lu Ming stepped here, punched out with a fist, the war sword was violently shaken, was blasted tens of thousands of meters, and cut off two mountains.

"Run, run!"

Wu Cang was horrified. He controlled the war sword, turned and ran.

Lu Ming walked out of the air and chased away.

Wu Cang was transformed into Jianguang, and his speed was extremely fast. He flew a few hundred miles in an instant, but Lu Ming was faster and approached very fast, which almost scared Wu Cang.

"Stop, I am a disciple of the Tianwujian faction. If you dare to do it again, you will be an enemy of my Tianwujian faction!"

Wu Cang was afraid, and lifted up the Tianwu sword faction, hoping to calm down Lu Ming.

(End of this chapter)

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