Chapter 510: King of War

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The voice spread out, and all the people watching around were stunned.

Where did this guy come from? It was a brave act. Not only did Sheng Feng be seriously wounded, and he took away his storage ring, but now they also let Sheng Kong and the two of them pay 50,000 pieces of spirit crystal each?

This is simply blatant robbery.

Everyone was already messed up, and Sheng Kong and the two were even more stunned, staring at the land strangely.

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about?"

The other Holy Family youth simply suspected that he had heard it wrong.

In Tianxuan City, does anyone dare to do this to them? Even the heroes of the Mu family dare not dare.

"I don't want to repeat it again. Within three breaths, each hand over 50,000 pieces of spirit crystals, one!"

Lu Ming started counting directly.

"You... don't go too far. This is Tianxuan City, not the Eastern Palace, you are looking for death, looking for death!"

Shengkong shouted frantically.

"two!"

Lu Ming did not pause at all, and began to count to two.

"Damn! Damn, you guys, hurry up and take this kid!"

Sheng Kong shouted at the armored sergeants.

However, those armoured sergeants were indifferent.

They are under the jurisdiction of the main palace of Tianxuan Fen Gong, and they are only responsible for guarding the city gates. As for the private grudges of other emperors and gods, they will not interfere.

"three!"

At this time, Lu Ming's indifferent voice sounded.

"Retreat!"

Sheng Kong and another holy family youth flew back and forth like lightning.

But they are faster and Lu Ming is faster.

Uh!

The long gun in Lu Ming's hand was drawn directly.

bump! bump!

The barrel of the spear was drawn directly on the faces of Shengkong and Liang.

The two screamed and flew away from a distance.

"Now, it's not a matter of fifty thousand pieces of spirit crystals!"

Lu Ming strode over to Shengkong and the two strode forward.

"Lu Ming, you damn, you **** it!"

Sankong hysterically shouted, only half of his face was not his own.

"Bold, whoever dares to beat my holy family, find death!"

Just then, within the city gate, there was a loud drink, and then a figure swept over like a wind.

call out!

Before people arrived, a water sword formed by the flow of water pierced into the brow of Ming Ming.

The Sword of Water Flow contains a powerful artistic conception of water.

Lu Ming's face changed, this sword made him feel a strong threat.

In an instant, the real element in his body burst out madly, and the artistic conception gathered, and a shot was thrust forward.

bump!

A clear sound sounded, and Lu Ming found that the sword of the current was harder than the ordinary fourth-level spirit soldiers. At the same time, a vast force erupted, and Lu Ming's body shook and could not help backing up.

At this time, a figure emerged and appeared beside Shengkong.

This is a young man in a blue robe. He is twenty-five to six years old. He looks handsome, but there is a cold, proud look between the eyebrows.

"Shengjiang, it is Shengjiang!"

As soon as the young man appeared, there was a burst of exclamation on the side.

"I didn't expect Shengjiang to be nearby. The boy's day was coming to an end. Shengjiang had set foot on Xiaocheng King a year ago!"

"But after all, this kid is really brave, and even the heroes of the Holy Family dare to fight. I heard that they came from the east, and I have never heard of the Holy Family's prestige!"

Some people shook their heads, feeling that Lu Ming was more and more fierce.

"Jiang Jiang, you came just right. This kid dared to beat us and insult our holy family. It is unforgivable. Jiang, you must abolish him for me!"

Sheng Kong ecstatically shouted after seeing Shengjiang.

But it was Sheng Jiang who responded to him.

Sheng Jiang kicked Sheng Kong directly on the face, kicking him straight.

"One waste, actually beaten so badly by a kid from the east, really humiliating my holy family!"

Sheng Jiang glanced coldly at Sheng Kong, and then glanced at Lu Ming again, saying: "But my holy family, even if it's waste, it's not something outsiders can fight, kid, since you started, the consequences , You have to bear it!"

His eyes were contemptuous, a high expression.

Lu Ming sneered and said with a sneer: "Oh? According to you, they shot me, I can't fight back? Is this true in the world?"

"Of course you can fight back, but if you fight back, you will have to pay a corresponding or heavier surrender, how? I still need to do it myself?"

Sheng Jiang said faintly.

"Nonsense, if you want to do it, do it!"

Lu Ming drank coldly.

Sheng Jiang's complexion dimmed, and said coldly: "Stubborn and stubborn, don't think you can stop me, you can fight me, it's naive, now, I'll let you look at Xiaocheng King and inferior The gap between the kings!"

As he said, Sheng Jiang burst into a strong breath.

The breath of the four kings of King Wu, and the artistic conception of the first-class water.

Immediately, Sheng Jiang waved his hand, and suddenly a large amount of water condensed out of the sky.

All these water flows are converted into a stream of water.

"kill!"

Sheng Jiang waved his hand, and at least a hundred swords of water flowed toward the landing.

The sword of the water pierced the void and brought up an amazing sonic boom.

Lu Ming's eyes were a little dignified, his palms were held in the void, and between heaven and earth, the infinite power of thunder condensed, forming a handle of thunder.

"go with!"

Lu Ming waved his hand, and the Thunder Gun flew out, blasting with the current swords.

bump! bump! bump! …

In the sky, bursts of roaring victory were heard, and there were more than a hundred sounds in a row.

This is a collision between artistic conception and artistic conception!

Finally, the Sword of Water and Thunder Gun disappeared together.

The people watching around, widened their pupils in shock.

Lu Ming, can actually block the attack of Sheng Jiang, how is this possible?

"The artistic conception, this is called Lu Ming, and the artistic conception of Lei has reached the level of Xiaocheng, and the power of the artistic conception is no worse than that of the king of Xiaocheng!"

"Great, great, in this way, before he breaks through the Xiaocheng King, he will have no bottlenecks and can clear customs all the way. In my opinion, within two years, this Lu Ming can reach the Xiaocheng King!"

The artistic conception is reached first, as long as the energy is accumulated, it can be broken through, but the average person, even the non-stop refinement of the Need for Spirit Crystal, will take a year or two.

This is already fast.

"Boy, it turns out that your conception of Thunder has broken through the first-level masterpiece, no wonder it is so arrogant, but the combat power is based on a combination of various factors to form a strong combat power. You and I are still poor. Far away!"

bump!

Sheng Jiang stepped forward, the true elements on his body boiled like substance, like a ray of blue flame beating.

"cut!"

In the hands of Shengjiang, a fifth-grade middle-class spirit soldier war sword appeared, and the majestic true yuan merged with the artistic conception of water, and then a sword was cut out.

A gleaming blue sword awn, which is 100 meters long, slammed down towards the landing.

"True Dragon Strike!"

Lu Ming shouted and burst out of all his strength, stabbing him with a shot.