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"District Warrior, dare to fight with me, die!"
Middle-aged Wu Zong sneered.
In his view, Lu Ming is purely overstretched and seeking death.
The middle-aged Wu Zong's war sword was cut off to Landing Ming's head, and he wanted to cut off Lu Ming's head with a sword.
Lu Ming's spear shuddered and stabbed again, and a dazzling spear pierced towards the front.
Gunmang intersects the middle-aged Wu Zong's war sword, and the middle-aged Wu Zong's complexion changes suddenly.
A sharp, tremendous force of Pang Bo blasted towards the middle-aged Wu Zong. The middle-aged Wu Zong shook his body and retreated backward, sliding back dozens of meters in the mountains and forests, and the ground was dragged out of a deep gully .
"Master Warrior, how can there be such a strong force?"
Middle-aged Wu Zong roared in his heart.
"This is your strength, so why not kill it!"
Lu Ming raised his gun and then killed him.
The spear pierced, and a splendid spear burst out.
The middle-aged Wu Zong did his best, but still lost.
After six strokes, Lu Ming was shot with a scream and flew out screaming.
Lu Ming chased up, and the spear fell from top to bottom.
Middle-aged Wu Zong screamed again. His body was smashed into the ground and smashed the ground out of a big pit. He was lying in the big pit, with blood constantly spraying from his mouth, making it difficult to move.
The figure flashed, and Xie Nianqing appeared next to him. Obviously, the five warriors of the Nine Heavy Warriors had been resolved by her.
Middle-aged Wu Zong lying in the big pit, looking at the two young men, his eyes were shocked.
Where is this young man coming up? It's terrifying, and the fighting power is terrifying.
"Is it the genius of the Blood Zhao Empire?"
Middle-aged Wu Zong thought so.
In the scorching empire, he had not heard of such a powerful military martial artist. Unless it is a middle empire like the Blood Zhao Empire, it is normal to have such a genius.
"Say, what are you doing now, who are you chasing? Where is it?"
Lu Ming stared coldly at middle-aged Wu Zong and asked coldly.
"Did you go to the key of the Emperor Wu Treasure? You want to get it, I tell you, the autumn sky of my ten-party sword faction is in front, and your great martial arts master wants to intervene, really looking for death!"
Middle-aged Wu Zong was angry.
"The Emperor Wu Treasure Key? Is Qiu Changkong also in front?"
Lu Ming looked a little dignified and puzzled.
The head of Liujie, Qiu Changkong, was actually hunting his father.
And the Emperor Treasure Key? Is there still the Emperor Wu?
Thinking of this, Lu Ming was shocked.
When Wu Zong went up, he was King Wu, known as the King, and he was extremely powerful.
The huge scorching empire, whether there is now a king of martial arts, is a question.
Such overlords as Lin Xueyi and others did not reach the state of Wu Wang.
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The King of War goes up, and there are the three great realms of the three realms of spirit and god.
The spirit and the gods go up in three realms.
The Emperor Wu, with a crack in his fingers, the sun and the moon have no light, but he is the strongest person in the continent of the gods and the invincible peak.
As for the Emperor Wu, there is no higher realm. There are legends, but they have always been legends.
The Emperor's Treasure Key, is it related to the Emperor Wu?
Lu Ming had to be shocked.
Lu Ming didn't notice that when Xie Nianqing heard the Emperor Wu Treasure Key, his eyes flashed with light, full of surprises.
"So I advise you, let me go quickly, I can hide what happened today, otherwise, your end will be very miserable."
Middle-aged Wu Zong threatened.
But his voice fell, and immediately issued a screaming scream, because Lu Ming pierced his thigh with a shot.
"There is so much nonsense, saying, where have you chased, have you chased anyone you chased?"
Lu Ming asked coldly.
The middle-aged Wu Zong was cold and sweating, screaming again and again: "I said, I said, please don't kill me!"
He knew that he had encountered a ruthless character today, and he could only serve soft and beg for mercy.
"Say!" Lu Ming sneered.
"From here onwards, it is the masters of the Yinyue Empire who have robbed the people we hunted down, and our people will soon catch up with them."
Middle-aged Wu Zong shouted.
Lu Ming frowned, feeling the situation became more and more complicated, and then asked: "How many masters have you come this time?"
"In addition to the autumn sky, there are a total of seven people in the Wuzong realm, and now there are six people besides me, and there are more than one hundred warriors in the realm of martial arts."
The middle-aged Wu Zong answered honestly.
"I should have said everything. I beg you to let me go. I won't say anything about today."
Middle-aged Wu Zong pleaded.
Only a fierce light flashed deep in his eyes, secretly calculating, as long as Lu Ming let him go, he notified Qiu Changkong, let Lu Ming two dead dead.
There was a sneer in the corner of Lu Ming's mouth, the murder flashed, and the spear burst out.
Middle-aged Wu Zong shouted, but at the next moment, his cry stopped abruptly, because his heart had been shattered by Lu Ming.
"I will not leave a trace of hidden dangers!"
Lu Ming smiled lightly.
"Lu Ming, your combat strength is good, and I look forward to stepping on you!"
Xie Nianqing carefully looked at Lu Ming, his eyes showing a blazing glow.
Lu Ming shivered and quickly diverged the topic: "You don't want loot, I want it."
After all, Lu Ming fumbled on the bodies of the Shifangjian faction, and at the same time manipulated the spirit bloodline, secretly swallowing the blood of several people.
But here is the blood of a Wu Zong one-thousand warrior, Lu Ming doesn't want to miss it.
After the battle just now, Lu Ming had some understanding of his combat power.
It's about the peak of Wuzong's weight, and that middle-aged man is just the early stage of Wuzong's weight.
So under the carelessness, Lu Ming was defeated by a few moves.
But such fighting power is not enough.
Qiu Changkong is the first of the six heroes, and the fighting power is absolutely terrifying, not to mention that there are other strong Wu Zong.
It is difficult to rescue his father.
We must constantly improve our strength.
Soon, the blood of eight disciples of the Ten Fangjian School was swallowed by Lu Ming.
In his hand, there are eight more storage rings.
"Hey, you can't swallow the storage ring alone. I want the storage ring of the Wu Zong warrior."
Xie Nianqing shouted.
Lu Ming did not give it.
"No, I want to make up."
Xie Nianqing grinds his teeth.
"Okay, but I will practice for a while, you help me protect the Fa!"
Xie Nianqing gritted his teeth and finally agreed.
The two left here and stopped in a valley more than fifty miles away.
Lu Ming wants to refine his essence and blood, and hit the 9th heavy martial artist.
Xie Nianqing snorted coldly, reluctantly giving Lu Ming a blow at the mouth of the valley.
Lu Ming sat cross-legged, running the dragon.
The blood of Wu Zong, one of the most important warriors, was too rich, and it was continuously transformed into thick energy, which was refined by Lu Ming and transformed into true qi.
Lu Ming began to impact the realm.