Chapter 230: Two hundred people fighting alone

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"This person, Tian Yun, is despicable and shameless, and he should be punished with death. It is the man Qiu Wuzhi elders are going to kill. Let's fight together and kill him."

The tall, thin young man shouted with a wave.

"Okay, let's go together."

Other disciples of the Ten Fangjian sent out roaring. There were nearly two hundred people. The war sword came out of the sheath, and the horrible sword spirits gathered together, disturbing the situation and the horror.

On the ground, there was a loud noise and there were sword marks.

In the distance, the face of Xingdian changed dramatically. Nearly two hundred disciples from the Ten Fangjian teamed up. The momentum was so amazing that even the master of the ninth heavy master of the martial arts should retreat.

"Tianyun is too mad and will have to eat his own fruits after all."

In the star palace, there is humanity.

"Brother Tianyun!"

Mingcheng shouted, very worried.

"Hahaha, if you want to shoot, just shoot. So much nonsense. Let me see if the ten-party sword faction is all waste."

Lu Ming laughed.

"court death!"

"Shoot, kill him."

The disciples of Shifangjian School shouted.

call out! call out! ...

Suddenly, there were more than fifty sword energies, soaring into the sky, with a terrifying power, slamming toward the landing.

More than fifty sword qi completely enveloped Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's eyes were calm, and there was a sneer in the corner of his mouth.

Uh!

Lu Ming's figure flashed, and there was a sense of lightness and speed in his body, and his footsteps stepped in the air. Suddenly, a series of afterimages appeared in the air, which could not distinguish true from false.

I saw more than fifty sword qi, and all the cuts were afterimages, and no real Lu Ming was cut.

"The wind is the wind."

Someone from the Ten Fangjian faction yelled.

"Originally understood the wind potential, no wonder so arrogant, everyone shot together, blocked all retreats, even if he understood the wind potential, he would die!"

The tall, thin youth shouted.

But no one found that the thirty or so people who had been folded into Luohan by Lu Ming had their eyes widened in horror.

The wind?

Just now, Lu Ming shot against them, obviously using the momentum of fire, but now it is using the momentum of wind?

Did he realize the two potentials?

They felt incredible. The state of the great martial artist, so young, actually realized two kinds of potentials. What kind of demon is this?

"No, he understands not only the wind but also the fire."

Gao Tiankuo shouted.

"what?"

The disciples of other ten-party sword factions were all stunned.

Also understand the fire? how is this possible?

Is Gao Tiankuo being stupid?

The great martial arts realm, can understand a kind of situation, has already been a rare genius, all pick one out of ten thousand, very few.

And understand the two potentials? how is this possible? Wu Zongjing didn't understand much of the two trends, right?

Gao Tiankuo must have been stupid, they were determined.

However, the next moment, they felt stupid.

boom!

At this moment, Lu Ming erupted in a wave of terror, such as a volcano.

This is another trend, the fire.

"This this..."

The eyes of the disciples of Shifangjian School were all stunned, and their tongues were straight.

Lu Ming, really realized the two potentials, how is this possible?

"kill!"

At this time, Lu Ming roared, if the sound ran to thunder, his figure moved, and rushed towards the disciples of the Shifangjian faction.

The situation of wind and fire united, and the fighting power skyrocketed.

"Take shots together, take shots together, even if he understands the two potentials, what can he do? After all, he only has one person, we shot together, we can definitely kill him."

"Shoot together."

boom! boom! ...

A sword spirit rose, and there were two hundred sword spirits, which was terrifying.

"Landslide!"

Lu Ming Changxiao, holding a gun in both hands, formed a huge gun-mand of 100 meters.

This gun is busy, like substance, like a real spear.

Around the gun, there was a hot flame burning, and a gust of wind swept through.

The wind assists the fire, making the flame more vigorous, like a gun of flame.

boom!

The huge guns detonated down, with a terrifying sense of shaking.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Nearly two hundred disciples of the Ten-Fang Sword School roared, and the dazzling sword spirits slashed towards the landing.

The guns and swords meet each other, and a violent roar erupts.

Terrorist shock waves rushed outward in circles, forming a strong wind.

The ground, as if it had been ploughed, appeared deep ravines that stretched to a hundred meters away.

At the center where the gun and the sword meet, a deep pit that is more than ten meters deep and more than thirty meters wide is blown out.

"How is Tianyun?"

"Should it be killed?"

In the distance, everyone in the Star Temple looked at the smoke-filled scene and guessed.

But when the smoke dissipated, they froze.

Holding a spear, Lu Ming stood proudly, exuding a strong fighting intention on his body, standing straight up, what's wrong? Not even a single scar.

On the contrary, some of the ten-party sword factions, some of them are low-cultivated, such as the triple martial arts master and the quadruple warrior, each with a pale face and blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Not only is Lu Ming not dead, he has the upper hand, how is it possible?

Nearly two hundred people joined forces, and even the Ninth Martial Artist of the Grand Martial Artist had to retreat, Lu Ming actually blocked it, and he still had the upper hand, which was like a fantasy.

Nearly two hundred people from the Shifangjian faction were staring, it was incredible.

"Ten Fangjian sent genius, but so, today, all the storage rings are left, otherwise, die!"

Uh!

Lu Ming stepped out and rushed towards the Ten Fangjian.

"Join together, join hands, don't distract."

Someone shouted.

But it was too late, Lu Ming was like a tiger entering the pack of wolves, rushing into the many disciples of the Ten Fangjian faction. After the spear was swept away, dozens of people were swept out, fell to the ground, and ran wild with blood.

Can't resist Lu Ming at all.

Lu Ming’s current combat strength is too strong. The five-layer cultivation practice of the Grand Martial Artist, the fourth layer of the Dragon Fighting Truth, and the wind and fire potential have reached above the Xiaocheng level.

These strongest young men with only the six peaks of the martial arts master are not Lu Ming’s enemies at all.

Even the few young people who understand the situation are the same.

bump! bump...

After a few breaths, a large group of disciples from the Ten Fang Sword School fell on the ground. There were hundreds of them.

Staring at everyone in the star palace, some people stunned their eyes and thought they were dreaming.

"This, this...sinister, perverted."

Mingcheng was also stunned, roaring in his heart.

He thought he had looked at Lu Ming as high as possible, but in the end, he found that he still underestimated Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's strength far exceeds his imagination.

bump! bump!

Holding a lance, Lu Ming crossed the gates in one direction, and it was a large piece, one disciple of the Ten Fangjian School, whose bones were broken and fell to the ground.

Including a genius who understands the situation, it is hard to escape the fate of bones being cut off with a shot.

"Run away."

The children of the other Shifangjian factions shouted, and they were terrified.

There is simply no way to resist, and the strength is not on a level at all.

"stop!"

At this moment, a roar came out, such as thunder billowing.

A figure, actually stepped on the void, hurried to come.

"It's Brother Yang Zaitian. Brother Yang Zaitian is here. We are saved."

A disciple of the Shifangjian School yelled wildly.