Chapter 320: Supreme Temple

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Stepping out, Lu Ming's figure suddenly disappeared, and when it appeared again, it was already ten miles away.

In ten steps!

This is the terrifying power of Jiulong, and Lu Ming is only the first step of cultivation.

According to the records of Jiulong's Heavenly Steps, if you practice to the highest level, you can step out like a Kowloon.

Lu Ming is still far away now.

"Damn, you can't go!"

The Shadow Wolf Pavilion's killer roared and hurried towards Landing Ming.

For Wu Zongqiang, ten miles away is also a matter of breathing.

Lu Ming didn't think about it, but stepped out again.

His figure flashed like a wind and a lightning, and the distance of ten miles crossed under his feet again.

puff!

Suddenly, Lu Ming's body trembled, and another spit of blood spewed out.

He had already been hit hard, and the use of Jiulong was very huge, and the pressure between heaven and earth was also huge, which made him more injured.

The difference is so great that they cannot compete with one another, and can only escape.

call out!

Behind the scenes, the Shadow Wolf Pavilion's killer is chasing after him, and the murderous opportunity is flooding.

Behind the scenes, the Golden Eye blood stiffly held the double-kill.

"Tianyun, surrender your martial arts, I will leave you full body!"

Shadow Wolf Pavilion screamed.

The martial arts performed by Lu Ming is so amazing that it made his eyes hot. If he can get it, what level of combat power can he achieve?

His intention to kill Lu Ming was even heavier.

"Ridiculous, have the ability, come and get it yourself!"

Lu Ming sneered, then stepped out again.

Buzz!

There was a slight tremor between heaven and earth. Lu Ming's body was like an electric light, passing through the void, and it was ten miles away in a blink, and distanced from the Shadow Wolf Pavilion.

"Damn, damn, such a strong martial art, I don't believe you can continue to perform, today, you will die!"

The Shadow Wolf Pavilion's killer roared, and there was a black giant wolf on his body. He tried to chase Lu Ming with his old fate.

Every time Lu Ming took a step, he took two breaths, and took another step, and these two breaths would make the other party catch up with each other.

In this way, one chase after another fled, and suddenly passed a thousand miles.

On Lu Ming's body, blood flowed continuously, and he continued to use Kowloon to walk the sky. The damage to him was too heavy. A crack in his skin cracked and blood flowed.

The true energy in him is getting scarcer, and it won't last long.

Suddenly, there was a burst of moisture in front of me.

It was a big river, very wide, and rushed on the prairie.

"Dahe!"

Lu Ming's eyes flashed, and he took another step along the river.

Ten miles away, Lu Ming looked forward.

The big river splits in the front, and instead of splitting a fork, it is fan-shaped, with five forks and five branches, flowing to the whole prairie, which breeds the life of the prairie.

"God help me too!"

Lu Ming was overjoyed, and without thinking, plunged into the river.

The river is extremely deep, reaching a depth of more than 100 meters. Lu Ming sank directly to the bottom of the river, thinking about the rapid swim ahead.

Uh!

Just four or five breaths, the Shadow Wolf Pavilion killer appeared over the river.

"Want to escape? Dream, kill!"

The Shadow Wolf Pavilion's killer shouted, and the war sword was chopped out. The dense sharp sword gas leaped into the river.

Suddenly, the river overflowed, a big fish was killed, the body surfaced, and the blood stained the river.

"Die, die!"

The Shadow Wolf Pavilion Killer is like crazy, facing the river, slashing a sword.

boom! boom! …

Jian Qi blasted continuously, spreading over a whole section of the river.

At the bottom of the river, Lu Ming swims like a fish, avoiding a sword spirit.

Boom!

However, the sword energy was too dense, and there was still a sword energy penetrating Lu Ming's shoulder, almost cutting off one arm, blood flowing.

Lu Ming grunted and continued on.

In front, there were five forks, Lu Ming chose one randomly and swam down quickly.

Above, the Shadow Wolf Pavilion's madness generally ravaged the river, but Lu Ming still couldn't see him.

Then he rushed into the river and looked up.

After searching it all, Lu Ming was not found, and when he reached the fork, his face was completely twisted.

He didn't know which road Lu Ming went to.

And in the river, it is impossible to chase the enemy according to the breath, the river will scatter the breath.

Uh!

He rushed into the sky, looked around, and gave an angry roar: "Damn, damn!"

Lu Ming went down the river and went straight down, not knowing how much distance he drifted.

Lu Ming felt that he was getting weaker and weaker all over his body. There was blackness in front of him, and there was a lot of pain in his body.

He knew that he had been injured too much before, and he had a complete attack at this time.

"No, you must find a place to heal, otherwise it will be dangerous."

Immediately, Lu Ming wiped his face and took off Yi/Rong/Mask, revealing his true appearance.

And his body shape has been restored to his original shape because of injury.

After changing a set of clothes, Lu Ming continued to drift along the river for a while, in case he was chased by the Shadow Wolf Pavilion killer.

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In the evening, a team of men and women hurried along the road along the Su River.

There are more than a dozen people, most of them are burly middle-aged men, who exude a heavy breath, and they know that they are masters of martial arts at a glance.

At the forefront were two young men, one male and one female.

The handsome man is just a pair of narrow eyes.

A woman in a green dress with a graceful posture and undulating curves is extremely beautiful and moving.

But the woman seemed a little worried and frowned.

"stop!"

Suddenly, the woman sipped softly and pulled the crotch to stop it.

Others stopped.

"Mo Ying, what are you doing suddenly stopped."

The young man asked, frowning.

"Someone in front!"

Mo Ying said.

The crowd looked forward, and as they saw the Suhe River, they climbed out of a figure.

After the figure climbed up to the shore, his body staggered, as if he would fall at any time.

"Bloody yin and yang!"

The figure glanced at everyone and suddenly shouted, and then fell straight down.

"It's just a dying person. Whatever he does, let's hurry back to Tiansu City. The little prince came to see you specially, but don't let the little prince wait."

The young man glanced at the figure casually, said faintly.

"I want to save him."

Mo Ying said nothing, jumped off the horse, and walked towards the figure.

"What? Do you want to save him? Do you want to save such a waste?"

Cried the young man.

But he did not see the shock in Mo Ying's eyes.

"How does he know? Can he cure me? This is the only thing I know, but this person can see at a glance, I must save him!"

Mo Ying raised the figure while thinking, and at first glance, he was slightly surprised: "Good young!"

This figure climbing up from the river is naturally Lu Ming.

He drifted along the river for a while, but his injury was worse than he thought.

There was no strength at all in the event of an injury. What was more terrifying was that the true energy in his body had disappeared completely, even into the Supreme Temple.