"Lu Ming, stop!"
At this time, a cold drink sounded, and then a figure flashed. A young man in purple appeared in front of Lu Ming, blocking his way.
Then, the figure flashed, and eight other young men and women surrounded Lu Ming.
"What a hurry
The corner of Lu Ming's mouth is slightly raised, and a sneer rises from the corner of his mouth.
"Lu Ming, now that elder Huo Quan is not here, no one will protect you, or hand over the captain's flag. You are not qualified to be our captain, understand?"
The young man in purple looked scornful.
"Yes, you will hand over the flag. Maybe we will look at it for the sake of our brothers and sisters. If you mix up the tasks, you can still get huge points. Otherwise, you can only get off!"
Another young woman, more domineering, a high expression.
As soon as these people came to the territory of Bingpo clan, they couldn't help but make trouble and asked Lu Ming to hand over the captain's flag.
"I, the captain, was named by the Lord himself. Do you want to disobey the order of the Lord?"
Lu Ming light way, the face is very calm.
"Don't oppress us with the patriarch. There is an old saying that if you are outside, you will not accept your orders. Moreover, this task is related to the safety of all of us. How can we let you, a disciple of a foreign sect, be the leader of the team and kill us?"
"That's right. Besides, this time, there are people from other sects coming here. When they know that our leader of kongxuanzong is actually a disciple of a foreign sect, isn't he supposed to be laughed at?"
"Why talk to him so much? If he doesn't hand it in, we can take it ourselves! "
A few young people spoke indifferently, and some even became impatient.
"It's not impossible for me to hand over the flag."
At this time, Lu Ming's voice suddenly sounded.
Other people disdain a smile, they know that Lu Ming dare not disobey their meaning.
"But I'm curious. I'll give you the flag. Who will be the captain?"
Lu Ming smiles.
"Nonsense, this captain, of course, I do it. Here, my cultivation is the highest."
A long faced young man with a proud face.
"Fart, your cultivation is the highest? That's ridiculous. Have you asked me? "
A tall and burly youth, immediately roared, burst out a strong breath.
The four realms of God!
This burly young man exudes an amazing breath, which is full of the four fold cultivation of true spirit realm.
Lu Ming's eyes move, showing a trace of surprise.
It is worthy of being the elite of the inner gate. Under 10000 years of age, the cultivation has reached the four levels of the true God realm. If you take this cultivation to the turbulent star river, you can become a overlord.
For example, the master of the yuan Luo hall and the master of the Xiaoyao sect are all the four fold accomplishments of the true God. However, the fighting power of the inner disciples of the Kong Xuan sect must be far ahead of the master of the yuan Luo hall and the master of the Xiaoyao sect.
"I'm afraid you won't do it!"
The long faced young man also burst out an amazing breath. He was the same as the true God, fighting against the burly youth.
Other people's eyes, can not help but show fear and dignified color.
"Don't be provoked by this boy. He wants to provoke us to do something. If he wants to do it, he will get the flag first, and it's not too late to do it!"
At this moment, another young man spoke.
The long faced youth and the burly youth just stopped breathing and looked at Lu Ming.
"That's right. We'll get the flag first, and then we'll divide it up to decide who is the captain."
Long face youth way.
"Boy, your provocative plan is too low-level, and it's useless for us. Please hand over the flag and don't waste our time!"
The young man in purple drank.
Other people are also staring at Lu Ming.
"If you want to be stupid, take a look at yourself. If you want to have intelligence, take a look."
Lu Ming smiles and opens his palm. In his palm, there is the flag.
"If you dare to fight with us, I will teach you a lesson first."
The young man in purple took the lead. He stepped out step by step, waved his big hand and stretched out his fingers. Like a cage, he grabbed Lu Ming.
The magic power is roaring, and before the claws arrive, the powerful air current has crushed the land and roared with astonishing momentum.
This purple robed youth has the double cultivation of true God.
"The cultivation is good, but the combat power seems to be average!"
Lu Ming's heart moved, and he threw out with an empty hand.
"This boy, how dare to fight back, or to fight back empty handed, it's beyond our ability!"
"One move is to kneel on the ground."
Other young people have such thoughts in their minds.
But the next moment, they can't help but stare big eyes, a face of incredible.Because Lu Ming's fists collide with the hands and claws of the purple robed youth, they make a roar, and a figure retreats one after another.
The man who retreated was actually a young man in purple.
The body of the youth in purple robe was staggering and retreated for more than ten steps in a row before he got a firm figure.
"You... You..."
the purple robed youth looks at Lu Ming in shock, which is unbelievable.
He is a double cultivation of true spirit, and Lu Ming, just a moment ago, his breath revealed, but he was eight levels of virtual spirit state.
How could it be that he was repulsed by a person with eight levels of virtual spirit?
"It's ridiculous to want to be a captain even with this strength!"
Lu Ming scorned to smile.
"Boy, don't be arrogant. I just used three levels of skill just now."
Young people in purple robes drink a lot.
He did use only three levels of skill. He thought that three levels of skill would be enough to deal with a minor disciple.
Unexpectedly, Lu Ming's strength is above his imagination.
"I'm sorry, I just used one layer of skill."
Lu Ming said with a faint smile.
He did use only one layer of skill just now, but how can other people believe it?
"I'll see what you can do with it."
With a roar from the youth in purple robe, a sword soared into the sky. In his hand, a fighting sword appeared and displayed his magic skills. The sword spirit roared and swept away towards Lu Ming.
Lu Ming's palm glows, a long gun appears, the gun vibrates, and a gun sweeps to the purple robed youth.
Boom! Boom!
After several successive blasts, the sword spirit of the purple robed youth collapsed, and the long gun continued to draw at him. His body was violently shocked, and he was directly blasted off by Lu Ming. He hit the wall cast by 100 million years of ice, and almost broke the wall.
Poof!
The purple robed youth vomited blood, his face pale, and looked at Lu Ming in horror.
Just now, he has used all his strength and displayed his magic skills. Unexpectedly, he is not the enemy of Lu Ming's one shot. He is injured by Lu Ming with one shot.
Lu Ming's strength, how can it be so strong? It's too terrible. He can't believe it.
An empty God list eight heavy, actually can crush him, let him suffer a great blow.
On the edge, another eight young men and women, also staring at this scene.
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