The Third Thousand Three Hundred and Twenty-Four Chapters Alone Fight the Peak God King

The old man beside Wu Fan was also at the peak of the god-king realm. In his opinion, killing Lu Ming and raising his hand would not waste much time.

"kill!"

Without any hesitation, the old man rushed towards Lu Ming, his palm like a knife, and he slashed towards Lu Ming. In this move, he almost used all his strength to kill Lu Ming in seconds.

The strength of Wanshen made him terrified. He had to kill Lu Ming in the shortest time and escape with Wu Fan.

As long as they escaped and reported the matter to the National Teacher, Lu Ming killed so many people in the National Teacher's Mansion, and if he just found a reason, he could convict Lu Ming of the crime and let Lu Ming die without a place to be buried.

Boom!

The old man's palm was cut off, the void exploded, and the violent energy pressed towards Lu Ming.

"The peak of the god king, I want to see how strong it is!"

Lu Ming drank lowly, and in an instant, he triggered four times the combat power of the Battle Word Art, all the divine power in his body was activated, and then he displayed the golden body of the devil, and punched the old man's palm with a punch.

"Dare to fight with the old man, you are beyond your own power!"

The old man sneered in his heart.

Lu Ming, a junior, who just joined the Taixu Royal Sacred Court this year, actually confronted him head-on rather than retreating. In his opinion, it was simply an idiot and an act of courting death.

He will use this trick to split Lu Minghong into pieces.

boom!

Finally, the attacks of the two collided, and a terrifying roar was emitted, the void shook violently, and a circle of shock waves rushed to all directions.

Then, the figures of the old man and Lu Ming were shaking violently, and they stepped back.

The difference is that the old man only took three steps back, while Lu Ming took a dozen steps back.

Although the old man retreated less, at this moment, a storm surged in his heart.

"you you..."

The old man stared at Lu Ming, it was incredible.

Just now, he felt that Lu Ming's punch contained incomparably terrifying power.

That punch actually knocked him back.

As for Lu Ming, he was only knocked back a dozen steps, nothing happened.

how can that be?

He is the pinnacle god king, and Lu Ming, just a new student who joined the Taixu Royal Holy Court, can really resist him. If he didn't experience it himself, he would hardly believe it.

"What are you doing? If you don't kill him, what are you doing here?"

Behind, Wu Fan shouted, extremely irritable.

He thought that the old man didn't use much power at all, so he didn't kill Lu Ming.

What time is it now, at the juncture of life and death, what if the terrifying young man from before comes after him? At this time, the old man was still grinning, and he could not wait to kick the old man in the face.

The old man complained in his heart, but now it is difficult to ride a tiger.

"kill!"

The old man roared, pushing his strength to the extreme, displaying a terrifying secret technique and killing Lu Ming.

"Ancient God's Secret Art!"

Lu Ming's heart moved, and he displayed the ancient gods art.

"This is... the ancient god of blue armor!"

Wu Fan almost bit his tongue when he saw it, and shivered with fright.

Lu Ming actually practiced the ancient gods to the blue armor, he has never heard of it.

After transforming into the ancient god of blue armor, Lu Ming grabbed the air with his big hand, and the Tyrant God Spear appeared and was caught in his hand.

The tyrannical gun vibrated, extremely huge, and pulled towards the old man, and the void continued to explode.

boom!

The two sides collided again. This time, the two of them also retreated, but this time the distance between the two retreated was about the same.

"how is this possible?"

The old man was shocked beyond words.

Before, it can be said that he did not use all his strength, but now, he has used ten successful strengths. Instead of gaining the upper hand, he is evenly divided.

Immediately he didn't want to fight anymore, he wanted to retreat and escape with Wu Fan.

However, Lu Ming would not give him this chance.

"Yin and Yang Divine Eyes!"

Lu Ming drank lowly, and fully used his yin and yang pupils. His eyes turned into vortexes of two different colors.

In the void, terrifying runes appeared, like threads of silk, entwining towards the old man.

The old man's face changed, his body glowed, and several artifacts flew out, under his control, bombarded with all his strength.

However, those silk threads were formed by the runes of the Yin-Yang Divine Eye, and they were so tough that they couldn't be broken at all.

At the same time, Lu Ming wielded the tyrannical spear, controlled the Gate of Domination, and killed the old man.

boom! boom! ...

The two had a fierce confrontation, and in a blink of an eye, they fought a dozen moves.

At this moment, Wu Fan finally saw that something was wrong. The old man didn't use his full strength. It was clear that Lu Ming was too strong, and it was difficult to tell the battle against the old man.

"How is that possible? How is this possible? Impossible..."

Wu Fan's mission was shaking his head, which was really unacceptable.

Lu Ming was actually able to fight a god-king peak.

When the Taixu Holy Dynasty was held, although Lu Ming was strong, he was not much stronger than him.

But now, I am afraid that turning his hand will kill him.

"How could this lowly bastard..."

Wu Fan's throat kept roaring, and he was going mad with jealousy.

In his opinion, Lu Ming has no major powers to rely on, and his background is humble, but behind him is the National Teacher, the National Teacher's House, with a lot of resources. Not as good as Lu Ming.

Why is it not him who has risen so fast?

But immediately, he shivered violently.

The old man couldn't kill Lu Ming. When that terrifying existence arrived, wouldn't he be dead?

Thinking of this, how could he care about the old man, he turned around and ran away.

But as soon as Wu Fan turned around, a figure appeared behind him, it was Wanshen.

what!

Seeing Wanshen, Wu Fan screamed in fright, and instinctively launched an attack on Wanshen, only to be slapped in the face by Wanshen, making him dizzy.

It took a while to wake up.

"Let me go, I'm the son of the national teacher, and my father is the current national teacher. If you let me go, I can give you anything, even let you walk smoothly. If the wind blows and the wind blows, why should you follow that Lu humming..."

Wu Fan shouted, wanting to buy the gods.

But what greeted him was another slap from the gods.

This time, Wanshen worked harder. With a slap in the face, Wanshen screamed and was severely injured. He was beaten to death and was lifted by Wanshen.

And Lu Ming and the old man were still fighting, and they had already fought hundreds of tricks.

"Happy, really happy, the strength of the God King's peak is really strong!"

Lu Ming felt very comfortable, all kinds of attacks were being performed more and more smoothly, and gradually, he began to gain the upper hand.

And the old man, the more he beat, the more frightened, especially after seeing the appearance of Wanshen, he was even more panicked.

"There is no fighting spirit, what's the use of keeping you, let's send you on the road!"

Lu Ming spoke indifferently.

boom!

The breath in his body surged again.

Five times the combat power of the battle word art, trigger.

Now, the probability of Lu Ming triggering five times the combat power of the Battle Word Art is about one in ten. Before the battle, Lu Ming was triggering it, and at this time it was finally triggered successfully.