Chapter 148 Turn over And Suppress

"Of course someone can cure me, but unfortunately, it can't be you."

Lu Ming grinned.

"Brother du, brother du, you must avenge me."

At this moment, triangular eyes struggled to get up and screamed sadly. Unfortunately, one side of his face was swollen like a pig's head, blood flowed out of his mouth, several teeth fell out, and his words were airy.

Brother du's face turned even uglier. Next to him, a few other White tiger courtyard silver disciples also came over with an unfriendly face, but all of them were great martial arts masters.

"Lu ming is still as overbearing as ever!"

At the side, some disciples from the other courtyards watched and someone spoke.

"All geniuses are like this, but I think it's better to go overboard. Even geniuses have to be tolerant when they need to be, because geniuses who don't grow up are just ordinary martial artists. They are always overbearing and will definitely suffer according to their own temperament."

"You're right. This lu ming is really strong. If a great martial artist fights him again, he will probably suffer a loss. But he can't be the opponent of the great martial artist Number Two. You have to be careful. Fight Du Feng. He will suffer a loss soon."

The people on the side were whispering.

"Lu Ming, do you know why many geniuses fall very early? Because they don't know how to restrain themselves, and when faced with invincible opponents, they still look superior, so they fall without growth."

Brother du said coldly.

Lu Ming smiled faintly, "What nonsense. When you face an invincible opponent, of course, you have to restrain yourself. You want to die for nothing. But when you face an opponent who can be suppressed by a flip, why should you restrain yourself?"

The people around him were a little stunned. Lu Ming's meaning was obvious. He could suppress Du Feng by flipping his palm.

"Hahaha!"

Du Feng laughed angrily and said, "How can you turn your hands around and suppress me?"

Knock!

Du Feng stepped out step by step, like a heavy hammer on the ground, giving off a loud roar, and the breath of his body erupted, thick and powerful, like a mountain.

It was not known how much stronger a martial artist was than a ninth-ranked martial artist.

It can be said that the martial artists of the big martial arts Number Two can kill a group of nine heavy martial artists when they flip their hands.

Du Feng's hand glowed, and a long blue sword condensed out, like a blue jade polished.

"Chop!"

Du Feng slashed his sword at the sound of the landing. The air of the sword roared in horror.

"Stronger than Wu Chen the sword!"

Lu Ming's eyes moved.

Jian Wuchen is indeed a strong Number Two martial arts master. He should be easy to kill a great martial arts master, but he should not be a match for the great martial arts master, the Number Two.

However, Lu Ming is not a ninth most important martial artist now.

Boom!

Without looking, Lu Ming threw a punch.

There was a fiery red glow on his fist, making Lu Ming's fist look like a ball of fire.

Boom!

There was no way to resist it. Lu Ming cut Du Feng's sword spirit with one punch, War sword and so on, which were condensed by the true spirit. They were all defeated, broken, and the fist kept on pounding.

"How could it be?"

In an instant, Du Feng's pupils dilated sharply, and an incredible color flashed. Then he roared, unleashed all his strength, and retreated rapidly. His hand glowed, and a real Spirit soldier, the War sword, appeared in front of him.

Dang!

Tang Feng's fist slammed into the Spirit soldier's War sword, and a violent force erupted. Du Feng's body flew out like a shell, crashing into a wall more than 30 meters away, smashing the wall into pieces and filling the air with smoke.

Hiss, hiss...

There was a gasp of cold air throughout the room.

The Four great courtyards disciple almost burst his eyes.

With one punch, just one punch, Du Feng flew out. He was no match at all. He was as weak as a chicken.

"This... How is this possible?"

"Has Lu Ming broken through the realm of a great martial artist?"

"How could it be so fast? But that's the only possibility. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so strong. A genius like them would have stepped into the realm of a great martial artist and fought over levels with ease."

They had never heard of a ninth-weight martial artist who could blow a big martial artist Number Two into the air. They speculated that Lu Ming had stepped into the realm of a big martial artist.

Triangular eyes were also dumbfounded, and when he reacted, his whole body trembled with fear.

In the shattered wall, Du Feng struggled to get up, covered in dust, and looked as miserable as he could be.

"Lu Ming, wait for me. This time, the White tiger courtyard has three or even four great martial artists here. We'll see."

Du Feng threw down a harsh sentence and left in dismay.

It was so embarrassing that he couldn't stay for a second.

Triangular eyes followed Du Feng hastily.

Lu Ming smiled, not caring.

"Senior brother Lu Ming, you've changed again."

Pang Shi walked over.

"Big rock, how many days have you been here? Come on, tell me about the situation."

Lu Ming changed the subject.

"I've only been here for two days."

The two of them came to an army camp and Pang Shi introduced them to lu ming.

According to Pang Shi, the Dongyi nationality attacked Dongque city three days ago, but retreated not long after and did not continue to attack for two days.

"Big rock, when the war comes, he must not be impulsive."

Lu Ming warned.

During the war, tens of thousands of troops attacked, and Pang Shi's cultivation was indeed a little lower. Now, Pang Shi was only a martial arts Number Two.

"I know that. I just want to train myself. I won't die in vain."

Pang shi scratched his head.

Then he and Pang Shi walked around the area.

In the barracks, the army had already gone out to defend, and there were only Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples here.

Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples, with special status and higher status, were more casual when there was no war and did whatever they wanted.

The first day was peaceful.

The next day, it was still calm, and the Dongyi nationality did not make a single move.

In the past two days, the White tiger courtyard disciples did not come to trouble Lu Ming.

On the third day lu ming came here.

Dong! Dong! Dong!...

Suddenly, the war drums roared, like thunder rolling through the barracks.

"The Dongyi nationality is coming. Let's go and kill the Dongyi nationality."

"Haha, here comes my contribution point."

There have been over 2,000 Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples in the past few days.

Most of them were bronze level disciples, a small number of silver level disciples, about 100 people.

These days, the birds had come out of their stomachs. At this time, they were all full of energy when they heard the war drums and rushed towards the city wall.

Lu Ming and Pang Shi and the others rushed towards the city wall. When they arrived at the city wall, the army of Dongque city was fully armed and crossbows were ready.

Boom!

At this time, in the distance, in the direction of the coastal mountain range, at the end of the earth, suddenly came a series of roars, the earth shook slightly.

Then, at the end of the earth, a dark cloud appeared.

No, it's not a dark cloud, it's a monster.

Endless demon beasts, tiger, wolf, leopard, all kinds of types, and even flying.

On each monster sat one or two figures.

It's from the Dongyi nationality.

There were at least tens of thousands of demon beasts.

Ow! Roar!...

Tens of thousands of monsters gathered together, roaring and startling the sky, galloping on the earth, the ferocity of the air rushed up to the sky, like a row of mountains poured into the east lack of city.

(The end of this chapter)