Everlasting Dragon Emperor

Qin Wushang's strength is terrible. The awakening of his divine power is 99%. His power is amazing. Not only is he extremely condensed, he also has a trace of the nature of the original divine power and is full of destructive power.

With this divine power, the display of the Seven Injured Boxing is not comparable to the Qin Jia Tianjiao before.

"Cut the moon!"

Lu Ming urged the body's divine power to the extreme, using seven divine powers as the core, condensed into a ball, and slammed out along the lance.

boom!

The second time the two collided, the power was even more terrifying, and the stone platform under their feet shook violently.

This time, the two are still equally divided, difficult to divide.

The people in the audience were really shocked, especially Jin Xing.

Lu Ming, when Qin Tianxingyu played against him, although his strength was stronger than him, but it was also limited. How long has it been since now, Lu Ming's strength has actually reached such a point.

Such strength can completely kill him.

"Seven hurt fists!"

Qin Wukong Changxiao, his double fists continually swayed out, one punch after another, punching out through the body and suppressing towards Ming Ming.

"Break the sky, cut the moon..."

Lu Ming continued to play the first two moves of the World Extermination Three Strikes, and fought against Qin Wukong.

The two fought fiercely and kept on antagonizing each other. In a blink of an eye, they fought dozens of moves. Dozens of consecutive moves were difficult to distinguish.

"happy!"

Lu Ming was more and more excited during the war, his fighting intentions became stronger and stronger, and the three strikes of the World Extinguishment became more and more convenient.

His divine power is endless, and he is not afraid of the depletion of divine power. Every move can push the power to the extreme.

And Qin Wukong, the more frightened Vietnam War.

Lu Ming is just a god with five weights. With his cultivation practice, he thought it could be easily won, but Lu Ming's combat power far exceeded his expectations.

He still hasn't won Lu Ming since the war.

"It seems that I have to go all out!"

Qin Wukong's eyes flashed, and then his body suddenly retreated. During the retreat, his body suddenly showed a ray of blue light.

Uh!

At the next moment, Qin Wukong's figure disappeared, and a series of afterimages appeared on the stone platform.

This is a terrible speed-like divine skill. It is unfolding, and the shadows remain in the sky. The speed is astonishing.

With Lu Ming's current eyesight and normal speed, it is difficult to leave an afterimage in his eyes.

Can leave an afterimage under his current eyesight, which shows how fast this is, faster than Lu Ming's eyesight.

"Speed ​​Skill, Eighth!"

Lu Ming whispered.

He can see that Qin Wukong is performing a kind of speed magic, but he has reached the eighth level.

Under the Divine King, it is already extremely powerful to be able to practice the divine skills to the eighth level.

Like the former Qin Jiatianjiao and Jinjue, the divine skills are only the seventh level.

"Seven hurt fists!"

Qin Wukong's voice rang again, and then, in all directions, there were fist marks, rumbling towards the landing, completely covering Lu Ming.

With the speed-like magic skills and the Seven Injuries, it blocked all retreats and the power was even more explosive.

In an instant, there were dozens of fist prints that slammed into Lu Ming.

"The eighth level of speed magic skills, do you think only you have?"

Lu Ming whispered, his body, surging in power, condensed into a nine-day Kunpeng.

This Jiutian Kunpeng is very small, just one circle larger than Lu Ming. One of Jiutian Kunpeng's wings and Lu Ming's figure disappeared from the place.

In other people's eyes, Lu Ming also turned into a residual image, shuttled among many fist prints, the speed was not slower than that of Qin Wukong.

Lu Ming's Jiutian Kunpeng technique also reached the eighth level.

Jiutian Kunpeng skill, originally known for its hurried way and long-distance flight, is extremely fast.

But now, Lu Ming is used for short-distance movement, and the power is also extremely powerful, completely avoiding Qin Wukong's fist print.

"This kid's speed-like magic skill has also been practiced to the eighth weight, hateful!"

Qin Wu hollowed out in shock and was shocked.

Uh!

His figure suddenly stopped, his fists closed, and he gathered and rushed towards Landing Ming.

In the process of rushing out, Qin Wukong opened his mouth and shouted, and from his mouth, a terrible shock erupted.

The air above Qin Wukong's mouth shook with the fluctuations visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a sword of war, slamming toward the landing.

when!when!

Lu Ming waved his lance to resist. This kind of war sword was cut on the lance, causing the lance to continuously vibrate and buzz. Lu Ming shuddered slightly and stepped back a few steps.

"Awesome magic skills, the eighth most important attack skills!"

Lu Ming's eyes narrowed slightly.

Qin Wukong, really powerful, no wonder so confident.

Not only the cultivation of a speed magic skill to the eighth level, but also the cultivation of an attack magic skill to the eighth level.

The eighth-level attacking magical skill has already surpassed seven wounded fist.

"Dead!"

Qin Wukong shouted, Changkou shouted, and the air shook, forming a sword of war again, slashing towards Lu Ming.

"Shenlong Faxiang!"

Lu Ming took a sip and stepped forward, and a series of nine clawed dragons condensed out. A total of seven, roaring towards Qin Wukong, collided with the opponent's war sword.

boom!boom!boom!

The roar continued, and the Nine Claw Divine Dragon was actually out of control, violently shaking, and the last one was split in half.

However, Lu Ming exhibited the ice chain again.

Nine ice chains flew like long snakes, and Qin Wukong's war sword was chopped on the ice chains, making a sonorous sound, but they did not break the ice chains and were blocked by the ice chains.

"how is this possible?"

Qin Wukong was shocked.

This kind of attacking magical skill was originally known as the power of attack, and he was trained to the eighth level. With the awakening level of 99% of the blessing of power, the power is amazing, and the destructive power is extremely high. Strong, but actually blocked by Lu Ming.

"Broken!"

Lu Ming took the opportunity to launch an attack, a spear burst out and pierced Qin Wukong.

Qin Wukong was frightened and wanted to dodge. It was too late. He could only barely avoid the point. He was swept by the gun, and half of his body almost burst apart. His flesh and blood flew across, and he couldn't bear to watch.

"Lu Ming, I want you to die!"

When Qin Wukong had no time, his eyes were red, and a more terrifying wave emanated from his body.

boom!

Qin Wukong blasted two fists in succession, two fist prints, converging into one, emitting a dazzling blood red, rolling towards the landing Ming, the power was shocking.

"The power has increased a bit. It is said that the Qin family's seven wounded fist, the more injured, the stronger the power, as it is!"

Lu Ming's thoughts changed sharply.

He just injured Qin Wukong, but instead let Qin Wukong urge the power of the Seven Injuries to the extreme.

"Look how long you can persist!"

As soon as Lu Ming's eyes were cold, he didn't believe it. If he beat the other half to death, the other side could still explode.

Uh!Uh!...

Nine ice chains danced around and formed a defensive wall.

(End of this chapter)