Chapter 248 Continuous Killing

"Hmph, just in time. It's not a dead end."

Qiu Ming said grimly.

The Ming cheng brothers and sisters went up to the grandstand, while Lu Ming went up to the middle stage.

All eyes were on Lu Ming on the stage.

"Well, now that Tian Yun's level two challenge is officially underway, who's going to fight?"

The referee announced loudly.

"Let me try!"

An old man shouted and stepped onto the battle platform.

"It's a monster from mingshan. He's a great master with eight levels of cultivation. He won seven consecutive battles at the same level a while ago. In the great master with eight levels, he is considered a master and is qualified to be the candidate for Tian Yun's first battle."

As soon as the old man came on stage, someone recognized him.

"You can fight!"

The referee nodded, acknowledging the strength of the minshan monster.

"Master tianyun, please!"

Ming shan stared at lu ming closely, his body emitting a strong breath.

Lu Ming smiled and a spear appeared in his hand.

Touch!

Ming shan's strange footsteps suddenly stomped and rushed towards the landing.

"Wind magic wand!"

Ming shan drank loudly, and the dragon head crutches in his hands roared towards the landing like a whirlwind, one after another, continuously.

Ming shan was a monster, and he showed great strength as soon as he made his move. Even in the eighth division of great martial arts, he was a top fighter.

Lumingzhang shot out and fought with ming shan.

He did not use his "Power." Although ming shan's strength was not bad, it was not yet used.

After a dozen moves, ming shan was shot away by Lu Ming.

Ming shan was strangely defeated, which was expected by everyone.

However, the experts who are going to play behind them will become stronger and stronger. The real challenge is just beginning.

"Who's going to fight?"

Lu Ming looked around.

"Tian Yun, I'll kill you!"

With a loud shout, a Shifang sword sect disciple jumped onto the stage.

Sect disciples like the Shifang sword sect, who were young enough to reach this level of cultivation, were all geniuses and hardly needed to test their strength.

"Tian Yun, be sensible. Return the congenital fluid to senior brother Qiu Ming and kneel down to apologize to my Shifang sword sect in public. In that case, I can consider only wasting your cultivation and spare your life."

This Shifang sword sect disciple was cold, arrogant and arrogant.

"Idiot!"

Lu Ming responded faintly.

"You... What did you say? You want to die, kill you, and your things are still mine." The Shifang sword sect disciple roared, his breath exploding in all directions, killing lu ming.

It has to be said that this Shifang sword sect disciple is very strong, much stronger than ming shan. No wonder he is so arrogant.

Unfortunately, his opponent was Lu Ming.

Boo!

The wind blew into the spear, making it extremely fast.

All they saw was a flash of gunshot, which appeared in front of a Shifang sword sect disciple in an instant.

Poof!

The spear pierced through the heart of a Shifang sword sect disciple.

The Shifang sword sect disciple screamed and fell to the ground, lifeless.

One move, one kill!

"What a great strength!"

The audience was shocked.

Just now, the disciples of the Shifang sword sect were so arrogant that they were instantly killed.

"You can still kill with one shot over two levels. Is tianyun too strong?"

"This Shifang sword sect disciple is not a weakling. Even among the eight great martial arts masters, he is the best. Tianyun's fighting power is definitely equivalent to the nine great martial arts masters!"

"It's horrible!"

"Can he really break the record of six heroes in the scorching sun?"

Many people were talking in shock.

At this time, Lu Ming had already won two in a row, and the other five of the six heroes of the scorching sun had only won four in a row.

Everyone was looking forward to it.

"You want to die!"

Among the Shifang sword sect disciples, there was a loud roar and a figure leaped up and landed on the stage, causing the stage to vibrate violently.

It was Qiu Ming.

"Tian Yun, this is the end of your winning streak. It's impossible for you to break the record of six heroes of the scorching sun!"

Qiu Ming looked at lu ming with a stern look.

"Do you think you can stop me? Don't be like that one."

Lu Ming smiled.

"Don't compare me to him, Tian Yun. You've offended my Shifang sword sect authority. Today, I want you to die miserably."

Qiu Ming said coldly. At the same time, the aura on his body became stronger and stronger.

"I forgot to tell you one thing. I have refined all nine drops of the original liquid."

Lu Ming suddenly changed her voice and smiled.

"What? You... You..."

Qiu Ming's face was so blue that he almost lost his power.

The innate fluid was of great use to him. Most of the reason he wanted to kill lu ming was because he wanted to seize the innate fluid.

Now Lu Ming said that the natural stock had been refined.

Qiu Ming's eyes turned red and he roared, "Tian Yun, you deserve to die, deserve to die!"

Clang!

The sword roared, and a brilliant sword aura came towards lu ming.

In the sword's aura, it blended with the power of gold. It was extremely sharp and invincible.

Whoosh!

Lu Ming shook his spear and used the wind to shoot qiu ming.

Boom!

The heavens and the earth roared, the battle platform shook continuously, and the terrifying waves of air rushed wildly in all directions.

The first move was to split the difference.

"Kill!"

Qiu Ming failed to strike and launched a stormy attack.

Qiu Ming's fighting power was absolutely terrifying. In terms of talent, he was not as good as Yang Zaitian before, but his cultivation was much higher than yang zhentian. Similarly, his fighting power was also much higher than yang zhentian.

It was not difficult for Qiu Ming to kill his opponent over his own level.

Boom! Boom!

The two of them fought for more than twenty moves in a row, causing the space to tremble.

"Qiu ming is too strong to play in the third battle. He's trying to stop Tian Yun from winning again and again."

"That's right. From this point of view, Tian Yun has the ability to break the records of the six heroes of the scorching sun and the other five, but he was stopped by qiu ming."

"As long as Tian Yun defeats Qiu Ming, there will be no problem breaking the record of five jie!"

The crowd was abuzz with discussion.

"Is this your strength? I'm so disappointed!"

At this moment, Lu Ming suddenly said faintly.

"What?"

Qiu Ming was stunned.

Boom!

Lu Ming's breath exploded like a volcano.

A powerful force erupted.

It was the power of fire, the power of wind and fire combined to unleash a terrifying power.

With a long gun, he broke through all obstacles and stabbed qiu ming.

This shot was too fast and powerful to dodge and stop.

"No..."

Qiu Ming's spirits rose, and he roared wildly, trying to resist with all his might.

But it was all superfluous. The spear came through, through his heart.

The anger from the spear broke his heart into pieces.

Qiu Ming, die!

The audience was stunned for a few seconds, then an uproar erupted.

Lu Ming killed Qiu Ming and won three in a row, but the strength he displayed was too terrifying. If there were no accidents and no monstrous geniuses, Lu Ming broke the record of five jie, or even Qiu Changkong.

(The end of this chapter)