Chapter 510
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The voice spreads out, the people around are stunned and look at Lu Ming with consternation.
Where did this guy come from? He was so bold that he not only hurt the holy wind and robbed him of his storage ring, but also let the two of them hand in 50000 pieces of Spirit Crystal each?
This is a blatant robbery.
The crowd has been in disorder, and shengkong two people, is a look of amazement, incredible staring at Lu Ming.
"What are you talking about? What do you say
Another Saint youth almost suspected that he had heard wrong.
In Tianxuan City, how dare someone do this to them? Even the heroes of the Mu family dare not.
"I don't want to repeat it again. Within three breaths, each hand over 50000 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
Shengkong screamed wildly.
"Two!"
Without a pause, Lu Ming began to count to two.
"Damn it! Damn it, you guys, come on, get this kid
Roar at the iron soldiers.
But the armored sergeants were indifferent.
They are under the jurisdiction of the palace master of Tianxuan branch palace and are only responsible for guarding the city gate. As for the personal gratitude and resentment of other emperors, they will not interfere.
"Three!"
At this time, Lu Ming's indifferent voice sounded.
"Back!"
Shengkong and another Saint youth fly back, as fast as lightning.
But they are fast, Lu Ming is faster.
Shua!
Lu Ming's spear is pulled out directly.
Touch! Touch!
The barrel of the spear was directly drawn on the faces of the two saints.
They screamed and flew out from afar.
"Now, it's not the problem of 50000 spirit crystals!"
Lu Ming strode to shengkong and the two of them passed by.
"Lu Ming, you die, you die!"
Shengkong screamed hysterically, only half of his face was not his own.
"Bold, who dares to beat the people of my holy family and seek death!"
At this time, the city gate, heard a violent drink, and then, a figure swept over like a strong wind.
Whew!
Whether people come or not, a water sword condensed by the current stabbed Lu Ming's eyebrows.
The sword of water contains a powerful artistic conception of water.
Lu Ming's face changed. The sword made him feel a strong threat.
In an instant, the real yuan in his body broke out crazily, and the artistic conception converged, and a gun was stabbed forward.
Touch!
With a clear sound, Lu Ming finds that the sword of water flow is harder than the ordinary four level spirit soldiers. At the same time, a vast force breaks out. Lu Ming's body shakes and he can't help but retreat.
At this time, a figure emerged and appeared beside the two saints.
This is a young man in a blue robe. He is twenty-five or six years old. He is handsome, but there is a trace of coldness and arrogance between his eyebrows.
"Holy river, holy river!"
As soon as the young man appeared, there were bursts of exclamations.
"I didn't expect that Shengjiang was nearby. The boy's life was over. Shengjiang was a king one year ago."
"But then again, this boy is really brave. He even dares to fight the heroes of the holy family. I heard that he came from the East. I don't think he has heard of the reputation of the saint family!"
Some people shook their heads and felt that Lu Ming was more or less sinister.
"Brother Jiang, brother Jiang, you are here at the right time. This boy dares to beat us and insult our holy family. It's unforgivable. Brother Jiang, you must abolish him for me!"
After seeing Shengjiang, shengkong was ecstatic and cried out with excitement.
But in response to him, it was Shengjiang's foot.
Shengjiang kicked shengkong in the face and kicked him directly.
"I'm a loser. I was beaten so badly by a boy from the East. It's disgraceful of my holy family!"
Shengjiang gave shengkong a cold look, and then his eyes swept to Lu Ming and said: "but, even if I am a saint, even if it's useless, it's not for outsiders to fight. Boy, since you've moved your hand, you have to bear the consequences!"
His eyes were scornful and his expression was aloof.
Lu Ming chucked his lips and said with a sneer, "Oh? You mean, they hit me. I can't fight back? Is that true in the world? "
"Of course you can fight back, but if you do, you have to pay a corresponding or even more severe exchange. Why? Do you need me to do it myself? "
The light road of Shengjiang.
"Nonsense, if you want to do it, do it!"
Lu Ming drinks cold.
Shengjiang's face became gloomy and said in a cold voice, "you are stubborn. Don't think you can fight against me if you can block me. It's really naive. Now, I'll show you the gap between the little king and the low king!"One side said, Shengjiang body, burst out a strong breath.
The breath of the four peaks of King Wu, and the artistic conception of the first-class water is Xiaocheng.
Then, a wave of Shengjiang, the sky, suddenly a large number of water condensed out.
These flows, all into a stream between the water.
"Kill!"
At least one hundred swords will be fired at the river.
The sword of water breaks through the void and makes a sound explosion.
Lu Ming's eyes are somewhat dignified. His hands are empty and holding. The infinite force of thunder condenses between heaven and earth, forming a gun of thunder.
"Go!"
Lu Ming waved his hand, the gun of thunder flew out, and those swords of water exploded together.
Touch! Touch! Touch
In the sky, there were bursts of roar, more than 100 times in a row.
This is the collision of artistic conception and artistic conception!
Finally, the sword of water and the gun of thunder disappeared together.
The people watching the war around widened their pupils in shock.
Lu Ming, how could it be possible to block the attack of Shengjiang?
"The artistic conception of Wang Si is no less than that of Lu's
"Fierce, powerful. In this way, before he breaks through the small king, there will be no bottleneck. He can pass the customs all the way. In my opinion, in less than two years, this Lu Ming will be able to achieve the goal of becoming a little king!"
The artistic conception is reached first. As long as you accumulate energy, you can break through it. But for ordinary people, even if you keep refining the best spirit crystal, it will take a year or two.
It's fast.
"Boy, it turns out that your mood of thunder has already broken through the first level of Xiaocheng. No wonder it is so arrogant. However, the combat power depends on the comprehensive factors. The combination of various factors can form a strong combat force. You and I are still far from each other!"
Touch!
Shengjiang step forward, the body of the real yuan, such as the substance of the general boiling, such as a continuous blue flame in beating.
"Chop!"
In the hands of Shengjiang, there is a five level high-quality lingbing sword. The majestic Zhenyuan and the artistic conception of water converge, and then a sword is cut out.
A crystal blue sword, 100 meters long, is slashed towards Lu Ming.
"Real dragon strike!"
Lu Ming drinks, but also burst out all the strength, a shot out.
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The voice spreads out, the people around are stunned and look at Lu Ming with consternation.
Where did this guy come from? He was so bold that he not only hurt the holy wind and robbed him of his storage ring, but also let the two of them hand in 50000 pieces of Spirit Crystal each?
This is a blatant robbery.
The crowd has been in disorder, and shengkong two people, is a look of amazement, incredible staring at Lu Ming.
"What are you talking about? What do you say
Another Saint youth almost suspected that he had heard wrong.
In Tianxuan City, how dare someone do this to them? Even the heroes of the Mu family dare not.
"I don't want to repeat it again. Within three breaths, each hand over 50000 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
Shengkong screamed wildly.
"Two!"
Without a pause, Lu Ming began to count to two.
"Damn it! Damn it, you guys, come on, get this kid
Roar at the iron soldiers.
But the armored sergeants were indifferent.
They are under the jurisdiction of the palace master of Tianxuan branch palace and are only responsible for guarding the city gate. As for the personal gratitude and resentment of other emperors, they will not interfere.
"Three!"
At this time, Lu Ming's indifferent voice sounded.
"Back!"
Shengkong and another Saint youth fly back, as fast as lightning.
But they are fast, Lu Ming is faster.
Shua!
Lu Ming's spear is pulled out directly.
Touch! Touch!
The barrel of the spear was directly drawn on the faces of the two saints.
They screamed and flew out from afar.
"Now, it's not the problem of 50000 spirit crystals!"
Lu Ming strode to shengkong and the two of them passed by.
"Lu Ming, you die, you die!"
Shengkong screamed hysterically, only half of his face was not his own.
"Bold, who dares to beat the people of my holy family and seek death!"
At this time, the city gate, heard a violent drink, and then, a figure swept over like a strong wind.
Whew!
Whether people come or not, a water sword condensed by the current stabbed Lu Ming's eyebrows.
The sword of water contains a powerful artistic conception of water.
Lu Ming's face changed. The sword made him feel a strong threat.
In an instant, the real yuan in his body broke out crazily, and the artistic conception converged, and a gun was stabbed forward.
Touch!
With a clear sound, Lu Ming finds that the sword of water flow is harder than the ordinary four level spirit soldiers. At the same time, a vast force breaks out. Lu Ming's body shakes and he can't help but retreat.
At this time, a figure emerged and appeared beside the two saints.
This is a young man in a blue robe. He is twenty-five or six years old. He is handsome, but there is a trace of coldness and arrogance between his eyebrows.
"Holy river, holy river!"
As soon as the young man appeared, there were bursts of exclamations.
"I didn't expect that Shengjiang was nearby. The boy's life was over. Shengjiang was a king one year ago."
"But then again, this boy is really brave. He even dares to fight the heroes of the holy family. I heard that he came from the East. I don't think he has heard of the reputation of the saint family!"
Some people shook their heads and felt that Lu Ming was more or less sinister.
"Brother Jiang, brother Jiang, you are here at the right time. This boy dares to beat us and insult our holy family. It's unforgivable. Brother Jiang, you must abolish him for me!"
After seeing Shengjiang, shengkong was ecstatic and cried out with excitement.
But in response to him, it was Shengjiang's foot.
Shengjiang kicked shengkong in the face and kicked him directly.
"I'm a loser. I was beaten so badly by a boy from the East. It's disgraceful of my holy family!"
Shengjiang gave shengkong a cold look, and then his eyes swept to Lu Ming and said: "but, even if I am a saint, even if it's useless, it's not for outsiders to fight. Boy, since you've moved your hand, you have to bear the consequences!"
His eyes were scornful and his expression was aloof.
Lu Ming chucked his lips and said with a sneer, "Oh? You mean, they hit me. I can't fight back? Is that true in the world? "
"Of course you can fight back, but if you do, you have to pay a corresponding or even more severe exchange. Why? Do you need me to do it myself? "
The light road of Shengjiang.
"Nonsense, if you want to do it, do it!"
Lu Ming drinks cold.
Shengjiang's face became gloomy and said in a cold voice, "you are stubborn. Don't think you can fight against me if you can block me. It's really naive. Now, I'll show you the gap between the little king and the low king!"One side said, Shengjiang body, burst out a strong breath.
The breath of the four peaks of King Wu, and the artistic conception of the first-class water is Xiaocheng.
Then, a wave of Shengjiang, the sky, suddenly a large number of water condensed out.
These flows, all into a stream between the water.
"Kill!"
At least one hundred swords will be fired at the river.
The sword of water breaks through the void and makes a sound explosion.
Lu Ming's eyes are somewhat dignified. His hands are empty and holding. The infinite force of thunder condenses between heaven and earth, forming a gun of thunder.
"Go!"
Lu Ming waved his hand, the gun of thunder flew out, and those swords of water exploded together.
Touch! Touch! Touch
In the sky, there were bursts of roar, more than 100 times in a row.
This is the collision of artistic conception and artistic conception!
Finally, the sword of water and the gun of thunder disappeared together.
The people watching the war around widened their pupils in shock.
Lu Ming, how could it be possible to block the attack of Shengjiang?
"The artistic conception of Wang Si is no less than that of Lu's
"Fierce, powerful. In this way, before he breaks through the small king, there will be no bottleneck. He can pass the customs all the way. In my opinion, in less than two years, this Lu Ming will be able to achieve the goal of becoming a little king!"
The artistic conception is reached first. As long as you accumulate energy, you can break through it. But for ordinary people, even if you keep refining the best spirit crystal, it will take a year or two.
It's fast.
"Boy, it turns out that your mood of thunder has already broken through the first level of Xiaocheng. No wonder it is so arrogant. However, the combat power depends on the comprehensive factors. The combination of various factors can form a strong combat force. You and I are still far from each other!"
Touch!
Shengjiang step forward, the body of the real yuan, such as the substance of the general boiling, such as a continuous blue flame in beating.
"Chop!"
In the hands of Shengjiang, there is a five level high-quality lingbing sword. The majestic Zhenyuan and the artistic conception of water converge, and then a sword is cut out.
A crystal blue sword, 100 meters long, is slashed towards Lu Ming.
"Real dragon strike!"
Lu Ming drinks, but also burst out all the strength, a shot out.
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The voice spreads out, the people around are stunned and look at Lu Ming with consternation. Where did this guy come from? He was so bold that he not only hurt the holy wind and robbed him of his storage ring, but also let the two of them hand in 50000 pieces of Spirit Crystal each? This is a blatant robbery. The crowd has been in disorder, and shengkong two people, is a look of amazement, incredible staring at Lu Ming. "What are you talking about? What do you say Another Saint youth almost suspected that he had heard wrong. In Tianxuan City, how dare someone do this to them? Even the heroes of the Mu family dare not. "I don't want to repeat it again. Within three breaths, each hand over 50000 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 Shengkong screamed wildly. "Two!" Without a pause, Lu Ming began to count to two. "Damn it! Damn it, you guys, come on, get this kid Roar at the iron soldiers. But the armored sergeants were indifferent. They are under the jurisdiction of the palace master of Tianxuan branch palace and are only responsible for guarding the city gate. As for the personal gratitude and resentment of other emperors, they will not interfere. "Three!" At this time, Lu Ming's indifferent voice sounded. "Back!" Shengkong and another Saint youth fly back, as fast as lightning. But they are fast, Lu Ming is faster. Shua! Lu Ming's spear is pulled out directly. Touch! Touch! The barrel of the spear was directly drawn on the faces of the two saints. They screamed and flew out from afar. "Now, it's not the problem of 50000 spirit crystals!" Lu Ming strode to shengkong and the two of them passed by. "Lu Ming, you die, you die!" Shengkong screamed hysterically, only half of his face was not his own. "Bold, who dares to beat the people of my holy family and seek death!" At this time, the city gate, heard a violent drink, and then, a figure swept over like a strong wind. Whew! Whether people come or not, a water sword condensed by the current stabbed Lu Ming's eyebrows. The sword of water contains a powerful artistic conception of water. Lu Ming's face changed. The sword made him feel a strong threat. In an instant, the real yuan in his body broke out crazily, and the artistic conception converged, and a gun was stabbed forward. Touch! With a clear sound, Lu Ming finds that the sword of water flow is harder than the ordinary four level spirit soldiers. At the same time, a vast force breaks out. Lu Ming's body shakes and he can't help but retreat. At this time, a figure emerged and appeared beside the two saints. This is a young man in a blue robe. He is twenty-five or six years old. He is handsome, but there is a trace of coldness and arrogance between his eyebrows. "Holy river, holy river!" As soon as the young man appeared, there were bursts of exclamations. "I didn't expect that Shengjiang was nearby. The boy's life was over. Shengjiang was a king one year ago." "But then again, this boy is really brave. He even dares to fight the heroes of the holy family. I heard that he came from the East. I don't think he has heard of the reputation of the saint family!" Some people shook their heads and felt that Lu Ming was more or less sinister. "Brother Jiang, brother Jiang, you are here at the right time. This boy dares to beat us and insult our holy family. It's unforgivable. Brother Jiang, you must abolish him for me!" After seeing Shengjiang, shengkong was ecstatic and cried out with excitement. But in response to him, it was Shengjiang's foot. Shengjiang kicked shengkong in the face and kicked him directly. "I'm a loser. I was beaten so badly by a boy from the East. It's disgraceful of my holy family!" Shengjiang gave shengkong a cold look, and then his eyes swept to Lu Ming and said: "but, even if I am a saint, even if it's useless, it's not for outsiders to fight. Boy, since you've moved your hand, you have to bear the consequences!" His eyes were scornful and his expression was aloof. Lu Ming chucked his lips and said with a sneer, "Oh? You mean, they hit me. I can't fight back? Is that true in the world? " "Of course you can fight back, but if you do, you have to pay a corresponding or even more severe exchange. Why? Do you need me to do it myself? " The light road of Shengjiang. "Nonsense, if you want to do it, do it!" Lu Ming drinks cold. Shengjiang's face became gloomy and said in a cold voice, "you are stubborn. Don't think you can fight against me if you can block me. It's really naive. Now, I'll show you the gap between the little king and the low king!"One side said, Shengjiang body, burst out a strong breath. The breath of the four peaks of King Wu, and the artistic conception of the first-class water is Xiaocheng. Then, a wave of Shengjiang, the sky, suddenly a large number of water condensed out. These flows, all into a stream between the water. "Kill!" At least one hundred swords will be fired at the river. The sword of water breaks through the void and makes a sound explosion. Lu Ming's eyes are somewhat dignified. His hands are empty and holding. The infinite force of thunder condenses between heaven and earth, forming a gun of thunder. "Go!" Lu Ming waved his hand, the gun of thunder flew out, and those swords of water exploded together. Touch! Touch! Touch In the sky, there were bursts of roar, more than 100 times in a row. This is the collision of artistic conception and artistic conception! Finally, the sword of water and the gun of thunder disappeared together. The people watching the war around widened their pupils in shock. Lu Ming, how could it be possible to block the attack of Shengjiang? "The artistic conception of Wang Si is no less than that of Lu's "Fierce, powerful. In this way, before he breaks through the small king, there will be no bottleneck. He can pass the customs all the way. In my opinion, in less than two years, this Lu Ming will be able to achieve the goal of becoming a little king!" The artistic conception is reached first. As long as you accumulate energy, you can break through it. But for ordinary people, even if you keep refining the best spirit crystal, it will take a year or two. It's fast. "Boy, it turns out that your mood of thunder has already broken through the first level of Xiaocheng. No wonder it is so arrogant. However, the combat power depends on the comprehensive factors. The combination of various factors can form a strong combat force. You and I are still far from each other!" Touch! Shengjiang step forward, the body of the real yuan, such as the substance of the general boiling, such as a continuous blue flame in beating. "Chop!" In the hands of Shengjiang, there is a five level high-quality lingbing sword. The majestic Zhenyuan and the artistic conception of water converge, and then a sword is cut out. A crystal blue sword, 100 meters long, is slashed towards Lu Ming. "Real dragon strike!" Lu Ming drinks, but also burst out all the strength, a shot out. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
