"Nonsense, we deserve it

Red haired young people drink.

"You? Hehe, please forgive me for speaking frankly. It's so bad that I'm not as good as a finger! "

Lu Ming shook his head and looked scornful.

"You..."

the five youths turned red and glared at Lu Ming.

Boom!

One of the young people burst out a strong breath, forming a strong pressure, pressure on Lu Ming.

Eight emperors!

This young man shows the eight fold cultivation of the divine emperor. Stepping out one step at a time, the void vibrates. His huge fist has already blasted towards Lu Ming.

"I'll show you who is worthy and who is not!"

The voice and fist arrive at Lu Ming's eyes at the same time and smash at Lu Ming's face.

In the younger generation, it's really quite good to achieve eight levels of cultivation, so this person is very conceited.

However, in front of Lu Ming, such cultivation is not enough.

With a wave of his hand, Lu Ming slapped out like a fly. Suddenly, the wind was blowing violently. A terrible force swept out. With a click, the opponent's fist bone burst and screamed. His body flew back and hit the ground below. He vomited blood.

"With such strength, will you match me?"

Lu Ming spoke faintly, without concealing the irony.

Originally, with Lu Ming's nature, he would not easily ridicule others, but once his woman is involved, that is another matter.

He and Qiuyue have been separated for many years. Just after meeting, the other party will put his idea on Qiuyue. It's strange that he can be happy.

The other four young people's faces changed. It seems that Lu Ming's strength was so strong that the young man was so vulnerable in front of Lu Ming just now.

They know very well that the young man just now, although he is only the eight fold cultivation of the emperor, can fight across three levels in the shenhuang state, which can be regarded as the top Tianjiao. In the shenhuang state, there are not many people who can compete with him, but Lu Ming slaps him in the face.

Lu Ming's fighting power is somewhat unexpected.

"It turns out that the cultivation has reached the Ninth level of the divine emperor. No wonder it is so arrogant. But I tell you, even if the cultivation is the same, the combat power will be greatly different. Let me tell you what is the real combat power."

Red haired youth eyes filled with cold light, step out, a powerful breath full of explosion.

Shenhuang Jiuchong!

The cultivation of this young man with red hair has reached the height of the emperor.

His body was filled with a layer of red fire, which was incomparably hot, burning the empty space of tens of meters around him into pitch black.

That's because the space has been burned out. It's completely dark. There's nothing.

"Kill!"

The young man with red hair yells and blows at Lu Ming. At the moment when he blows out, his fist grows rapidly. On his fist, there is a layer of fire red hair. On the hair, there is also a fire red flame burning.

The huge fist, like a hill, pressed towards it. Before it arrived, the hot flame seemed to be about to burn Lu Ming up.

But, Lu Ming's face, still did not have the slightest change.

Cool, cool.

As long as they are of the same rank, Lu Ming is not afraid of anyone.

Because, in the divine realm, he has reached the limit.

Nine levels have been crossed, that is, the limit, which is difficult to surpass.

Unless someone else can cross ten levels, but according to bone demons, that's impossible.

Touch!

Lu Ming is still a slap at will, fan on the fire red fist, a fierce roar sounded, and then, the flame extinguished, the body of the red haired youth retreated several thousand meters, and then stood firm, looking very embarrassed.

"That's the strength?"

Lu Ming spoke faintly.

"You... Want to die..."

the red haired youth was furious. He wanted to pretend to be B in front of several beauties in Qiuyue, but he was beaten in the face, and he was furious.

Roar!

There was a roar from his mouth, and then his body suddenly grew larger and became a million feet in size. His head was towering over the sky.

This is a giant ape.

The young man with red hair is directly transformed into a giant ape with a height of 100 thousand feet. His whole body is covered with fire red flame, and his momentum is like crazy.

"Primitive spirit body, no, it's primitive blood

Lu Ming was moved.

He had seen that, young redhead, this was the blood of the primitive God, and far more than a drop.

"Well, there's a big war over there!"

"It seems to be yuan Jin!"

"It's him. It's said that he has refined 88 drops of primitive blood. Go and have a look!"

"Go

The red haired youth turned into a million Zhang. The area around the area was disturbed, and many people flew towards it.

Boom!

A red haired young man has a long red stick in his hand and smashes it towards Lu Ming.The long stick, which is fire red, is huge and incomparable, like a mountain.

"About four levels across!"

Lu Ming looks at the other side's hand. He has already judged the opponent's fighting power in his heart and measures how much strength he has used.

Then, Lu Ming punched out.

Lu Ming used a big Smashing Technique for this fist.

Lu Ming's tiny fist swells with his long red stick as big as a mountain.

Click!

There was no violent roar. At the moment when the two sides attacked and collided, the huge red stick was full of cracks, and then it exploded with a bang.

Then, the fists kept pounding on the red ape's body.

The red giant ape uttered a scream, and his chest was directly pierced by the fist force, and a transparent hole appeared.

The huge red body, like a deflated ball, quickly shrinks and turns into its original shape. The body retreats tens of miles and spits blood.

"What? Yuan Jin was defeated with one move? "

Around the people, can not help but stare big eyes, full of incredible face.

Yuan Jin was a famous Tianjiao in the primitive Shenhu lake. Many people knew about yuan Jin's fighting power.

Only a few people who dare to suppress the emperor can win.

However, Yuan Jin was defeated by one move just now.

And still a stranger.

"Who is this man? Is Tianjiao new to the original Shenhu lake

"But why didn't I feel the primordial spirit in him?"

"The strength is really strong. If you can defeat yuan Jin with one move, can you fight across four and a half levels, or even five levels?"

Around, there was a lot of discussion.

"Now, who deserves it?"

Lu Ming looks at Yuan Jin lightly.

Poof!

Yuan Jin spat out another mouthful of blood.

The other three young men, pale, did not dare to say a word.

Their strength is not as good as Yuan Jin, and they are also looking for abuse.

"If you have the ability, you can wait for me. Naturally someone will take care of you..."

the red haired youth pointed to Lu Ming and roared.

"Oh, you're going to call someone? Well, I'll wait here. You can call me. As long as it's a battle of the same level, I'll follow it! "

Lu Mingdao, the voice spread all over the country.

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