Chapter 92 Killing Zheng Qian

"Cross Breaking Sword!"

Zheng Gan held a giant sword wider than the palm of his hand, and his offensive was extremely domineering. A sword was slashed out, and the sword light formed a cross shape and slashed towards Lu Ming, with enormous power.

"Broken Armor!"

Lu Ming's spear shook, and the tip of the spear formed a rotating cutting force, which collided with Zheng Gan's sword light.

when!

With a loud roar, Lu Ming took two steps back, and Zheng Gan took three steps back.

In a head-to-head confrontation, Lu Ming had the upper hand.

"This Zheng Gan, how can his attack power be so strong? The martial arts he displayed were clearly not Xuan-level martial arts, but Huang-level high-level martial arts. Although he has cultivated to a very high level, his attack power can't be so strong?"

A hint of suspicion flashed in Lu Ming's eyes.

Although Zheng Gan's cultivation base has reached the peak of the ninth level of martial arts, and he has also erupted in the fifth-level bloodline, but without Xuan-level martial arts, his attack power can't be so strong, and he is only slightly inferior to Lu Ming's head-on confrontation.

You must know that Lu Ming's infuriating energy is strong and condensed, but three times that of ordinary infuriating qi. In addition, he has already cultivated to the second level of the gun art, and Lu Ming can defeat the average martial artist of the ninth-level peak martial artist with one move.

"By the way, it's the body, this Zheng Gan, his body is extremely powerful, he should have practiced the way of body refining."

Lu Ming's eyes suddenly lit up.

He found that Zheng Gan's muscles were bulging, and his skin was covered with a faint red light.

It must be the physical body. Zheng Gan has practiced the method of refining the body. The combination of the physical body and the infuriating energy can burst out amazing combat power, so he can compete with Lu Ming.

呲!

At this moment, a sword light rushed towards Lu Ming.

"What a hassle!"

Lu Ming frowned, flicked his spear, collided with a thin sword, and a figure retreated from a distance.

It is the disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect of the martial master Jiuzhong.

Although this Shifang Sword Sect disciple's attack power is not strong,

However, his movement skills were not weak and slippery. When Lu Ming revealed his flaws, he made a sneak attack.

"If I break out of bloodline and want to win them, it's easy, but I can't always rely on bloodline burst, my bloodline burst time is too short, it can only be used as a trump card, and can't be used for regular battles, let's rely on the current state to solve them. ."

bump!

Lu Ming took a step and rushed towards Zheng Gan.

"Landslide!"

The spear fell from the top and slammed down heavily.

Zheng Gan's eyes narrowed and he resisted with his sword.

boom!

The stones under Zheng Gan's feet shattered, and he retreated again and again.

"It's only in the early stage of the eighth-level martial artist. Although I have cultivated Xuan-level martial arts, how can I be so powerful? My fleshly body has been cultivated to the first-level perfection, but I still can't beat it."

Zheng Qian couldn't be more shocked.

If it is the same level to suppress him, it is normal, but Lu Ming's cultivation is only in the early stage of the eighth level of martial arts. How did he do this?

"kill!"

Lu Ming's fighting intent was like a rainbow, and he kept attacking Zheng Gan, just in time to use Zheng Gan to hone his marksmanship.

The rolling dragon-shaped True Qi was continuously injected into the spear, which was extremely smooth. One shot after another, Lu Ming was like an invincible general, galloping across the battlefield.

Zheng Qian was completely suppressed.

呲!

At this moment, a sword light suddenly pierced Lu Ming's back.

"Just wait for you to shoot!"

A cold light flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, but without turning his head, the spear swept out.

"Take the moon!"

A red moonlight flashed, and the disciples of the Shifang Sword School martial artist Jiuzhong were startled and tried to retreat.

But it was too late.

The long spear is eight feet long, and the length of the arm plus the length of more than three meters is completely covered.

"Stop!"

The disciples of the Shifang Sword School of Wu Shi Jiuzhong were shocked and blocked in front of them with long swords.

However, his long sword is a thin sword, and the root cannot stop it.

when!

Lu Ming's long spear was drawn on his long sword, and the violent power erupted, the long sword bent directly, and the sword body and the spear body were drawn heavily on his chest.

bump!

This disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect was swept away like a sandbag, his body was attached to the ground, he slid a distance of dozens of meters, and slid the hard ground out of a ravine.

When he stopped, there was no breath at all.

A master of the ninth level of martial arts was directly shot to death by Lu Ming.

After flying the disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect of the ninth level of martial arts, Lu Ming's long spear did not stop at all, and continued to draw it forward, hitting Zheng Gan who was attacking.

"Now, no one is bothering you, I can solve you."

Lu Ming's calm voice sounded, and as soon as he stepped, the spear pierced like lightning.

Zheng Qian tried his best to resist.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought more than ten moves.

The more and more Lu Ming fought, the more courageous he was, his understanding of the gun art became deeper and stronger, and the more powerful he was, Zheng Gan was completely defeated and retreated steadily.

Not far away, the young man with a flat nose looked pale, and suddenly shouted: "Senior Brother Zheng, you stand up first, I will return to the sect first, and I will definitely report to the elders to avenge you."

After saying that, he ran away.

"Damn!"

Zheng Qian roared.

"Damn it, don't worry, I'll kill him for you after I deal with you."

Lu Ming said lightly.

boom!

A shot slammed into Zheng Gan's sword, Zheng Qian retreated again and again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

During the repeated battles, his muscles trembled non-stop, and the tiger's mouth cracked open, oozing blood.

If it wasn't for his physical strength, he would have been able to explode his true qi with all his strength regardless of the consequences, and he would have been shocked to death by Lu Ming long ago. Even so, he was severely injured.

"True qi, his true qi is too strong, it is irresistible!"

There was a look of fear in Zheng Qian's eyes.

"Wait a minute, as long as you let me go, this time you killed so many disciples of my Shifang Sword Sect, I can leave it alone and never pursue it, how about it? Otherwise, the anger of my Shifang Sword Sect, You absolutely can't take it."

Zheng Gan showed timidity and shouted.

"At this time, you are still threatening me, what an idiot!"

Lu Ming said indifferently.

boom!

Teng Teng Teng!

Zheng Gan took seven or eight steps back, coughing up blood, and his injuries got worse.

"Stop, stop, treasure! That extinct volcano has treasure, as long as you spare me, I can give you half, yes, half of you."

Zheng Qian shouted.

"No need, as long as I kill you, everything belongs to me. I won't play with you anymore. Your junior brother has already run away. If you continue playing, maybe he will really run away."

The corner of Lu Ming's mouth twitched, and a red light suddenly flashed on his body.

Blood burst!

It has been tested enough, there is no need to keep it.

call out!

The spear turned into a flash of lightning, much faster than before, and Zheng Gan was simply unable to resist.

"Do not.."

Zheng Qian shouted.

puff!

The long spear pierced his heart directly, and the front and back were transparent.

Zheng Gan grabbed the spear with both hands, his eyes were full of unwillingness, blood kept coming out of his mouth, and he roared: "You... Who are you?"

puff!

Lu Ming took out his spear, kicked his feet, and chased the young man with a flat nose like lightning. Then, a voice came from afar: "Xuanyuan Sword Sect, Lu Ming!"

The voice fell, and Lu Ming's figure had disappeared.

"Is it from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect?"

Zheng Qian murmured, the vitality in his eyes quickly dissipated.

(End of this chapter) Dragon King of Wandao