Everlasting Dragon Emperor

"Wang Changke, you...you bullshit!"

Han Ziling's face was flushed, her body trembling, and she glared at Wang Changke.

"Am I talking nonsense? Haha, the Divine Monarch easily killed the Quasi-Emperor and repelled so many masters in the Black Blood Palace. For such ridiculous reasons, the fool knows that it is false. You are so exalting this kid, what is it that he has a leg with him? "

"I really didn't expect you to be such a woman, Han Ziling, I was so disgusting to you before, really disgusting!"

Wang Changke sneered again and again.

During this process, the head of the king, as well as other people from the Fengdu sword faction, kept silent.

To be honest, they don't quite believe what Han Ziling said is true, because it is too exaggerated and incredible.

It’s not bad to let Wang Chang try!

Lu Ming watched with cold eyes, these people's thoughts were also clear.

He is not angry but happy, this Wang Changke is so cute, this is to help him.

He naturally knew that it was hard to convince people that Han Ziling said so.

If you want to convince the people of Fengdu Sword School, even if you are asking for him, you have to come up with strong strength.

Originally, he was considering how to find an excuse to show his strength, but no, Wang Changke came to the door.

"Zi Ling, who is this product, how can you spit feces, like a fool?"

Lu Ming deliberately walked into Han Ziling, called very intimately, and glanced at Wang Changke with disdain.

"I..."

After listening to Lu Ming's intimacy, Han Ziling turned red and was at a loss for a while.

Seeing this look of Han Ziling, Han Ziling and Lu Ming were more convinced that Wang Changke was completely blown up.

The flame of his envy erupted from his body, as if the whole person would explode.

In an instant, his eyes turned red, and he stared at the land and snarled, screaming, "Boy, what are you talking about, what are you talking about?"

"Look, your ears are bad!"

Lu Ming sighed.

boom!

Wang Changke was completely blown up, and he burst into flames in every pore.

Today, he will not brutalize Lu Ming, he will be struck by his own angry flame.

"Shen Jun can kill the prospective emperor in five layers, let me try it, is it true!"

Wang Changke roared, a powerful breath burst out, and Jian Qi rushed into the night.

Keng!

The long sword came out of the sheath, and Wang Changke's sword became one, turning into a dazzling sword light, piercing Lu Ming, amazingly fast.

Wang Changke, also a six-level cultivation practice of the Divine Monarch, is extremely talented, and is a great arrogant for Fengdu Sword School.

He broke out with all his strength, and in the Divine Monarch Realm, he could cross one level of war and challenge the existence of the Sevenfold Divine Monarch.

In the Divine Monarch Realm, it is already a great genius demon to cross a level war. As for the Divine Monarch's five killings of the Emperor Emperor, he did not believe it, killing ten thousand and ten thousand unbelieving.

The sword light was extremely sharp, penetrating the void, and piercing Lu Ming's throat.

Wang Zhangmen and others stared momentarily, trying to see how Lu Ming resisted this trick.

Of course, he is ready to shoot at any time. If Lu Ming is invincible, he will be killed if he is in danger, he will save Lu Ming.

After all, Lu Ming has no grievances with them, and he has a good relationship with Han Ziling, but can't let Lu Ming die here, Han Han cold.

Han Ziling is also a pride of Fengdu Sword School.

Seeing that Wang Changke's sword light is about to pierce Lu Ming's eyebrows.

Lu Ming remained motionless.

"It really is fake!"

The head of the king sighed.

Although reason told him that what Han Ziling said before was mostly fake, perhaps the relationship between Han Ziling and Lu Ming was really what Wang Changke could say.

But deep in his heart, he did not have a hint of fantasy, fantasy is true.

So, he absolutely did not hesitate to invite Lu Ming as the foreign aid of Fengdu sword faction to participate in this resource covenant.

Although, this probability is very small, almost impossible.

The power in his body was working, and he was about to prepare to rescue Lu Ming.

But the next moment, his movements stiffened.

Because at this time, Lu Ming has moved.

Lu Ming stretched out two fingers lightly. It seemed that he shot slowly, but in fact it was amazingly fast. Before Wang Changke's Jianguang stabbed him, he was already in front of him.

Then grab a random clip and clamp the tip of Wang Changke's Excalibur.

Wang Changke's movements stopped directly, his figure, suspended in mid-air, and the long sword in his hand, could no longer move forward.

blocked!

The head of the king, as well as the elders of the Fengdu sword faction, were dumbfounded and there.

They thought that Lu Ming might be able to block Wang Changke's attack, but he never dreamed that Lu Ming would use this method to block Wang Changke's attack.

The sword that Wang Changke just used was obviously using his full strength. He wanted to give Lu Ming a good look, beat Lu Ming down, and expose Lu Ming and Han Ziling. So the power of that sword is very amazing.

But such a sword was caught by Lu Ming with two fingers, understatement.

Lu Ming looked, effortlessly.

"No, it's impossible..."

Wang Changke shouted, it is difficult to accept this fact.

"Die me, die me..."

Wang Changke's eyes are blood red, and he's going crazy. He really wants to lose in Lu Ming's hands.

His whole body was burning, and he was desperate.

Divine power was poured into the sword, and the strongest attack erupted. He wanted to break through Lu Ming's defense and assassinate Lu Ming.

However, nothing is moving!

Lu Ming's two fingers are like two immortal mountains. How can Ren Wangchang explode and urge his long sword is the same.

"Rubbish!"

Lu Ming spoke indifferently, and then his strength exploded, and two fingers shook hard.

Buzz!

The long sword in Wang Changke's hands shook wildly, then cracked with a few clicks.

The surging power has long followed the long sword into the body of Wang Changke.

Wang Changke screamed, his body was like an arrow away from the string, flew back and forth, and fell heavily on the ground, vomiting blood in a big mouth, twitching all over the body, like a cramp.

Fiasco!

Without the slightest suspense of fighting, Wang Chang could be in the hands of Lu Ming, just like a baby, fragile and vulnerable.

Awesome!

The head of the king, the elders of the Fengdu sword faction, his eyes light up.

Although Lu Ming's strength was exaggerated to say that he could kill Quasi-Emperor, it was no small matter.

Wang Changke broke out with all his strength, enough to fight against the existence of Shenjun Qizhong, and Lu Ming could easily crush Wang Changke, whose strength is at least equivalent to that of Shenjun Qizhong, or even more than that.

Such fighting power is absolutely useful in the resource covenant.

After a while, the talents recovered.

Among all the people, only Han Ziling looked the same as usual. This result had long been her expectation. Wang Changke dared to challenge Lu Ming, didn't he look for abuse?

"Sure enough, it's a hero, so let me meet you!"

A middle-aged man stepped out.