The King of Explosion

You can search for "The Explosion of Ten Thousand Realms Tianwang Sou Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Zuo Zi Mu's beard and hair were all open, and a wave of invisible air surged around his body, and the blue cloth went without wind. He picked up Gong Renjie's Qingfeng sword in his hand and glared at Li Ming.

Li Ming's eyes narrowed slightly.

Li Ming nowadays, as he sees and hears, he only needs to move his hands together to start.

"Are you an ancient martial artist with 1,000 Dao Power?" Li Ming's eyes were slightly curious. The other party was the head of the group. Although I felt that Dao power was only an elite level of forbearance, Li Ming was interested in Guwu and wanted to test one or two. , Suddenly grinned: "Old man, want to discipline me, see if you have that ability!"

"Funny!" Zuo Zimu's eyes widened and he screamed. The Qingfeng sword in his hand overflowed with white light, and he burst out: "Look at the move, infinite swordsmanship!"

"Wow!"

Zuo Zimu's sword pierced Li Ming's shoulder as fast as lightning.

"Armed!" Li Ming narrowed his eyes, his hands suddenly turned black, and raised his arms.

"when!"

Suddenly, Zuo Zimu's sword pierced Li Ming's shoulder, and was shocked back like steel pierced.

The disciples in white clothes around were also shocked.

"Master was shaken back!"

"how is this possible?"

"What a tough horizontal Kungfu!" Zuo Zimu's face was slightly solemn, and he said: "You are very strong in your junior year, who are you? Why do you destroy my martial stone stele and hurt my martial disciple? And hurt my chief apprentice Gong Renjie ?"

"What is your grudge against my school?"

Li Ming narrowed his eyes and said, "Old man, you didn't see, have I been merciful?"

"Otherwise, your disciples have already turned into corpses!"

Zuo Zimu's face sank slightly and he was silent for a while, and then said: "Yes, with your strength, it is indeed merciful to his subordinates. However, the rules of the world, the old man, as the head of the immeasurable sword school, you hurt my disciple. In any case, I have to ask you for advice!"

"If you defeat the old man and destroy the monument and hurt others, you will be wiped out!"

"If you lose, I can only ask you to stay temporarily with the Wuliangjian faction!"

Zuo Zimu arched his hands and said, "Please!"

"Okay, then!" Li Ming said with a calm face, "Please!"

Zuo Zimu's complexion condensed, and the opponent apparently cultivated the same skill as the golden bell jar of the seventy-two stunts of Buddhism. He was sure in his heart and his eyes suddenly stared: "Your Excellency, be careful!"

"Look at the trick, boundless swordsmanship, golden needle crossing the catastrophe!"

Suddenly, at the end of the Qingfeng sword in Zuo Zimu's hand, a white light condensed, like a needle, exuding a sharp aura, piercing Li Ming.

Li Ming's skin was chilly, and it was obvious that the Qingfeng Sword, which had the ultimate internal strength, was enough to break his domineering armed look.

"it is good!"

"It's interesting!" Li Ming was not surprised and rejoiced. He didn't expect that Gu Wu could have such a magical effect. He suddenly turned on the scene and dodged the opponent's sword moves.

Zuo Zi Mu Jian shining like electricity, stab Li Ming's body.

The disciples in white clothes around looked mesmerized: "The Golden Needle is the master's unique knowledge!"

"Sword attracts clouds and flowing water, endless flow!"

"This foreign barbarian finally wants to know how powerful our Boundless Sword Sect is!"

Zuo Zimu, who was competing with Li Ming, gradually became serious, and even sweated on his forehead. The opponent's footwork was irregular and could be slippery like a loach. It seemed that his sword light suppressed the opponent, but the opponent moved at will. Avoid your own sword moves.

"When did such a powerful offspring appeared in the arena!"

"His strength, I'm afraid he is stronger than the old man!" Zuo Zimu's heart suddenly burst, and suddenly he was a little hard to get off.

Li Ming dodged at will at this time, observing Zuo Zimu's so-called immeasurable swordsmanship. It is indeed much more subtle than the ordinary ninjutsu sword skills. The swords are tricky and weird, and they can move freely. If the average Zhongren deals with Zuo Zimu, one If you are not careful, you may be killed.Zhuiwen Novel Network www.zhuiwen.org

"interesting!"

"Unfortunately, that's all!"

Li Ming's curiosity gradually disappeared, and then he said, "Old man, I have seen your infinite swordsmanship!"

"Then, you also try to pick me up!"

"Six Types-Pointing Guns!"

Li Ming took a step back, and suddenly a finger was pitch black. Using the six human body methods, like a spear, it suddenly pierced out, and the air resounded with a tearing sound.

Zuo Zimu's expression was startled, and he raised his sword to resist, his feet swaying like a wild duck, and he quickly stepped out.

"when!"

Li Ming prodded with a finger, and Qingfeng's sword broke at the sound.

A blood stain shot out.

Zuo Zimu's face was pale, he backed a few steps, covered a wound on his shoulder with one hand, looked at the only half of the sword in his hand, looked at Li Ming in shock, and was shocked in his heart: "It's so terrible. No less than Shaolin's 72 stunts, Vigorous King Kong Finger!"

The disciples in white clothes around were even more stunned, looking at Zuo Zimu who was bleeding on his shoulders.

"The head is injured!"

"This guy's finger actually stabbed the sword!"

"Hi! Too strong!"

At this time, Li Ming also looked at Zuo Zimu with a slight surprise. He just shot the gun, but locked the opponent's shoulder, only to scratch the opponent's skin. Obviously, the opponent's last strange method like a duck swaying. , Magically avoided Li Ming's sharp finger.

"Interesting? Did you use footwork just now?" Li Ming asked curiously.

Zuo Zimu turned pale at this time, and replied: "Yes, it is my martial art inheriting footwork, staggering! It is a pity that I still failed to avoid your finger, because the old man is not good at learning!"

"Your Excellency is profound, fast fingering, and sharp fingering!"

"The posterity is terrible, it was the old man who lost!" Zuo Zimu sighed and said: "If you want to kill or cut, please listen to it!"

Zuo Zimu's expression was burning with thoughts, and half of the sword in his hand was also thrown away. After all, after 40 years of studying martial arts, he actually lost to a teenager who looked less than 20 years old. This made Zuo Zimu. How not to be angry.

Zuo Zimu suddenly felt ashamed of the sect, with a sense of humiliation, and his face was gray.

"Do not!"

"Protect the head!"

"Don't be the head, let's fight with him!" A group of disciples in white immediately gathered around in horror and shouted one after another.

Li Ming looked at a group of Boundless Sword Sect disciples speechlessly, shook his head, and said, "What am I killing you for!"

"It's just competition!"

Li Ming patted the dust on the clothes, and then said: "It's not that you forced me to do it, I didn't bother to do it, after all, you are weak here!"

This sentence made Zuo Zimu even more speechless.

"Even if you don't trouble me, then I'll leave!" Li Ming said calmly to Zuo Zimu.

"Your Excellency, please!" Zuo Zimu said in a low voice.

Li Ming then followed the mountain road and went down the mountain under the complex and awed gazes of a group of disciples in white clothes.

Zuo Zimu breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Li Ming sway down the mountain, then looked at a group of dumbfounded disciples around him, and said angrily: "What do you look at!"

"One and two, none of them are successful!"

"Look at people who are younger than you, and they all already have this skill, and you rubbish, you still have to be embarrassed by the old man coming out!" Zuo Zimu shouted, "I don't want to get in and practice, one or two, no progress at all. !"

A group of disciples suddenly hugged their heads.