Chapter 58 Berserk Spirit Pill

Boom!

Lu Ming's body exploded with a powerful aura. His real breath surged and his long hair flew.

At this moment, Lu Ming's breath was no weaker than ning feng's.

During the battle with Ning feng, Lu Ming only displayed 50 % of his strength.

And now, ten percent.

Dang!

The two men collided fiercely. The War sword met, sparks flew everywhere, and sharp sword breath pierced the air and shot out in all directions.

Touch! Touch!

After a single blow, the two men took several steps back at the same time.

"Damn, kill!"

Ning feng roared and killed lu ming.

"Battle!"

Lu Ming's eyes were as bright as lightning, his long hair fluttering, and his body exuded a strong sense of war. With a heavy step, he killed Ning feng.

Dang! Dang!

The two of them bombarded each other continuously, their swords flying and dancing in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of moves.

"How could this be? Impossible? How could lu ming be so strong?"

Ning feng was shocked beyond words.

With his seven-fold cultivation as a martial artist, and with the yellow grade sword technique, which was good at speed, he had already reached the fifth level.

His sword was like the wind and lightning.

However, Lu Ming was able to block it completely. Not only was he not weaker than him in anger, but he was also able to do it at the same speed.

How did he know that Lu Ming was practicing god-level skills, and the strong condensation of true qi was three times as strong as ordinary true qi.

Even when the The True Formula of the War Dragon was only on the first level, Lu Ming was able to kill opponents across a level.

Now that the The True Formula of the War Dragon had gone further and reached the second level, even if Ning feng was two levels higher than Lu Ming, he could not defeat Lu Ming.

Not only Ning feng, but everyone around the Vermilion bird terrace was shocked.

It was inconceivable that Lu Ming could even up with Ning feng, who had broken through to the seventh division of martial arts.

One by one, they held their breath and stared at the battle platform for fear of disturbing the two of them.

Dang! Dang!

On the vermillion bird stage, the two continued to fight.

"The seventh division of the martial arts is indeed not weak, but as long as I burst out of blood, I can immediately beat him, but now is not the time. Moreover, the time of the blood burst in the martial arts realm is only two minutes, and after two minutes, Ning feng will not be my opponent."

Lu Ming was deep in thought.

The two figures crisscrossed on the vermillion bird stage, their swords overflowing.

Soon, there was a big battle.

At this moment, the blood on Ning feng's body quickly dissipated.

It was time for the bloodline to explode.

"No!"

On the stand, Ning Kong's face changed.

Dang!

On the vermillion bird stage, the two swords crossed again.

Touch!

This time, Ning feng flew out of the room, his face pale and blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"Ning feng is injured!"

There was an uproar and a shocked look on the stage.

"It's time for Ning feng's bloodline to explode. It looks like Ning feng is going to lose."

"It's unbelievable that Ning feng is no match for Lu Ming."

"Did you find out that Lu Ming hasn't broken out yet?"

"What? It seems to be true. I didn't notice it just now. It's amazing."

"Genius, the ultimate genius, Lu Ming is not arrogant, he clearly has the capital!"

Around the Vermilion bird terrace, new disciples, old disciples, and elders were discussing each other in shock.

"Brother Lu Ming, come on, you're the best!"

Pang Shi's face was flushed with excitement as he waved his arms and shouted.

"Brother Lu Ming is mighty!"

Then, another disciple shouted.

These were all new disciples who had just entered this year. They couldn't help but feel proud when they saw that Lu Ming, the disciple who had joined them, was so strong.

Is the old disciple great? Our new disciple can still defeat you!

At this moment, lu ming became the idol of many people.

"This guy!"

Hua Chi muttered to himself, a trace of admiration in the depths of his eyes.

He had always been arrogant. When he first met Lu Ming, he threatened to defeat him in the future.

But now, he knew that Lu Ming's talent was not something he could match.

On the stand, ruan** and Fengwu opened their mouths slightly and stared blankly.

Especially ruan**, a month ago, lu ming said that she would challenge Ning feng in a month's time. She was still unhappy and thought that Lu Ming was too arrogant.

But now she understood that she was wrong. Lu Ming was not arrogant, he was confident, and he had the capital to be confident.

"Cluck, Ning Kong, looks like your precious son is going to lose."

On the stand, Mu Lan smiled happily, her branches trembling with laughter.

"Really? We haven't decided yet?"

Ning Kong clenched his fists and said coldly with a murderous look in his eyes.

"What?"

Mu Lan could not help but have a bad feeling.

On the vermillion bird stage.

"Ning feng, it's time for the bloodline to explode. Now, let's get you on the road!"

Lu Ming looked at Ning feng and said.

"Hahaha, Lu Ming, you want to defeat me. Dream on, you forced me!"

Ning feng laughed, then moved his hand, a pill appeared, and swallowed it.

Boom!

When ning feng swallowed the elixir, a powerful breath suddenly burst out from his body. This breath was powerful and tyrannical.

It was twice as high as before.

"Lu Ming, die!"

Ning feng roared, his eyes bloodshot, his feet stomped, a roar, even the battle platform vibrated, his body turned into a gust of wind, and he came to the landing.

"Don't force it!"

A solemn look flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, and the Dragon And Snake Steps moved aside.

But he was still a step slower. Ning feng's sword energy swept towards him.

Touch!

Lu Ming blocked him with his long sword, and a sharp and violent force surged towards him, and his body involuntarily slid back about ten meters.

"Berserk elixir, Ning Kong, you are despicable. You actually used berserk elixir. This competition has been unfair. This is the end."

Mu Lan suddenly stood up in the stands and shouted with an ugly face.

"Mu Lan, what do you want to do? On the vermillion bird stage, there is a battle of life and death, but there is no guarantee that the use of pills is prohibited!"

Ning Kong also got up and sneered.

"It's unfair to use elixirs and talk about a battle of life and death."

Mu Lan drank coldly and was about to rush towards the vermillion bird terrace.

However, ning kong burst into a powerful breath, locked on Mu Lan, sneered, "Mu Lan, the Vermilion bird terrace life and death war, no one else can interfere, do you want to break the rules."

"Despicable! Despicable!"

Mu Lan clenched his teeth and stared at ning kong, but ning kong was staring him to death.

At this time, on the vermillion bird stage, Ning feng had launched a violent attack.

"Lu Ming, suffer death, the wind demon sword technique - the wind cuts the world."

"Wind demon swordplay - hurricane destruction."

The rage of the sword tore through all the obstacles, cut through the air, and cut Lu Ming's head.

"It has doubled its strength, so it can only avoid its sharp edge and find an opportunity to retaliate!"

Lu Ming moved and displayed the Dragon And Snake Steps. As he walked, he resisted the sword's attack.

Boom! Boom!

With seven or eight moves in a row, Lu Ming kept retreating.

Lu Ming was no match at all. He was suppressed and blood trickled down the corners of his mouth.

(The end of this chapter)