Everlasting Dragon Emperor

Chapter 232: Half cool

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Yang Zaitian yelled wildly, lethal infiltration.

He was actually injured by Lu Ming, who was injured by Lu Ming, who was from the Star Palace, and was regarded as an all-rounded crowd by the Star Palace.

Shameful and disgraceful, he could hardly accept it.

"Mighty sword!"

Yang Zaitian shouted, his momentum reached the utmost, a sword light, as if coming from outside, appeared out of thin air, splendid, suspended above Yang Zaitian's head.

A terrifying and violent sword flowed out, and the soil under Yang Zaitian's feet was shaken by the sword flow, rising and falling like waves.

Ground level swordsmanship!

Lu Ming saw at a glance that this was a territorial sword technique.

"Prefecture-level swordsmanship, the sword on the sky, Brother Yang Zaitian actually cultivated into the sword on the sky!"

"What? This is a ground-level martial art. It's terrifying. The sky clouds are over. As soon as the ground-level swordsmanship comes out, he is dead."

"Brother Yang Zaitian is really amazing, this is a prefecture-level martial art!"

The Shifangjian sent everyone, and excitedly talked, and some people even laughed, thinking that Lu Ming was dead, and finally he could give a bad breath.

The star palace is full of horror and frustration.

The disciples of Shifangjian School are so strong that they can't compete with them at all.

The genius who ranked the first hall of the star palace just realized the potential, which is too far away from Yang Zaitian.

"Brother Tianyun!"

Ming Cheng stared at the front, worried in his eyes.

"Tianyun, do you know our gap now? Shake in front of me! Hahaha!"

Yang Zaitian laughed insanely. In his thoughts, Lu Ming would be shocked to see him exhibiting ground-level swordsmanship, then horrified, frightened, and finally desperate.

At the thought of this, he was very happy.

It's a pity that he was just halfway up, and he couldn't keep up.

Because Lu Ming's expression was calm, indifferent, and even disdainful.

Yes, disdain!

An angry look came up in Yang Zaitian's heart, and a face began to twist, shouting loudly: "Tianyun, what expression are you? What expression are you?"

"Ha ha!"

Lu Ming smiled faintly, but in his eyes, the murder was getting stronger and stronger.

"Ah, to die! Sword, kill!"

Yang Zaitian yelled, and after a while, the sword light suspended above his head slammed toward the landing.

The sword did not arrive, and the horrible sword intention had shrouded Lu Ming.

"Prefecture-level martial arts, do you think only you will?"

Lu Ming whispered, bursting with anger, waving one hand up to the sky.

"Humanity palm!"

Buzz!

The space seemed to vibrate, and then a huge palm print appeared in the air.

The palm print is as large as ten meters, and the shape is the same as the palm of a person, but it is slightly blurred.

However, the power is astonishing.

It's like there is a humane king. During the tour of Zhoutian, a strong pressure is on everyone.

"Prefecture-level martial art, is it prefecture-level martial art?"

"How is it possible? How is this possible?

The disciples of the Shifangjian School roared, and it was hard to believe that all this was true, and wished everything was their own dreams.

"Hahaha, Tianyun, Tianyun, I knew that this guy was just a pervert."

Mingcheng laughed.

"How is it possible? How can you also cultivate into martial arts skills, ah, break me!"

Yang Zaitian made an incredible roar, manipulated the sword light, and cut to the palm of humanity.

boom! Palmprints and Jianguang blasted together.

The world suddenly shook, and then, at the intersection of the palm print and Jianguang, a shock wave suddenly broke out.

Rumble!

The ground shook, and below the intersection of the palm print and Jianguang, a huge crater with a length of 100 meters and a depth of more than 20 meters was exploded directly on the ground.

Countless gravel splashed around.

"Come back, be careful!"

The ten-party sword faction and the general Xingdian were in a state of chaos, quickly backed away, and waved weapons to resist.

After a thousand kilometers back, he stopped.

bump!

In the sky, the light of the palm prints flourished, and the light of the sword light quickly dimmed.

In the end, Jianguang exploded, and a figure screamed. It flew backward like a shell, hitting the ground heavily, and smashing the ground out of a big pit.

It was Yang Zaitian, who lost, lying in a big pit and coughing up blood.

Sisi...

The sound of breathing in cold air rang out.

Lu Ming walked in the air, his black hair fluttered, his momentum was like a demon, his body exuded a cold murder.

"Tianyun, what do you want to do? Don't mess up."

Feeling the killing on Landing Ming, Yang Zaitian shouted in horror.

"I hate people in my life to threaten me with my family. If you do that, your ending will be doomed."

The cold voice spit out from Lu Ming's mouth.

He walked towards Yang Zaitian step by step.

"Dare you, I am a peerless genius of the Ten Fang Sword School. In the future, I will be the pillar of the Ten Fang Sword School and a character who can become an overlord. If you kill me, the strong players of the Ten Sword School will not let you go. At that time, you will die miserably."

Yang Zai struggled and shouted.

"That's my business, why should you worry?"

Lu Ming was unmoved, and the killing was even colder.

Yang Zaitian was afraid, he was really afraid, he saw that Lu Ming really wanted to kill him.

"No, you can't kill me, you are a lunatic, you are a lunatic."

Yang Zaitian yelled, rushed out of the big pit, and had to escape.

"humane!"

Lu Ming whispered and waved a palm. In the sky, a huge palm print formed and blasted toward Yang Zaitian.

"Do not..."

Yang Zaitian yelled, a crazy outbreak, wanted to resist, but to no avail.

boom!

Under the palm print, Yang Zaitian directly blasted into the ground, and there was another big pit on the ground.

The palm print dissipated, and only a ball of meat remained in the pit.

Yang Zaitian was beaten into powder and bone with a palm.

"Yang died again, he was killed."

The disciples of Shifang Jianpai's eyes widened in shock, staring deadly.

Halfway, someone responded and shouted: "Go, go, this sky cloud is a lunatic."

Uh!

Lu Ming was like a wind, walking on the void, stepping out a few steps, and appeared above everyone's head.

"Who dares to run? Yang Zaitian is going to end."

Lu Ming's cold voice spread throughout the audience.

The disciples of the Shifangjian School stopped involuntarily and watched Landing in horror.

Does Lu Ming want to kill them together?

"Tianyun, what do you want to do? If you kill so many of us, the top ten of the Fangjian School will definitely go mad and will do their utmost to kill you regardless of everything. At that time, no one can save you."

Someone from the Shifangjian faction shouted.

"Who said I'm going to kill you? I just want to make a robbery. Well, now, hand over your storage rings."

Lu Ming said lightly.

"What? Robbery?"

The Shifangjian sent everyone stunned.

"Why? I don't want to hand it over. If I don't want to hand it over, I don't mind killing."

Lu Ming glanced at him, full of murderous opportunities.

The faces of the Shifangjian faction changed dramatically.

"Pay, I will."

Finally someone shouted and compromised.