Chapter 249 Break the Record

"Who else will fight in your Shifang sword sect?"

Lu Ming looked at the Shifang sword sect area.

But the disciples of the Shifang sword sect were silent, joking, and even qiu ming was defeated. Among them, there were several masters with eight weights, but none of them were as strong as qiu ming.

"Damn, wait for the genius on my Shifang sword sect silver list to come here and see how you die!"

The Shifang sword sect disciples, one by one, looked gloomy and roared in their hearts.

Lu Ming sneered and looked around the room, but no one came forward.

"Tian Yun, in that case, our emperor tian martial arts arena has sent people to fight."

The referee said.

Lu Ming nodded. After a while, a young man with a lot of energy stepped onto the stage.

However, this man was not as strong as qiu mingqiang, and he was defeated by Lu Ming without a few moves.

Four straight wins!

Next, Imperial heaven martial arts arena sent someone to play again, still defeated by Lu Ming.

Five consecutive victories had broken the record of five heroes in the scorching sun.

But Lu Ming's victory did not stop. Next, Imperial heaven martial arts arena sent people on the field. They were all the strong fighters of the dead, one by one. Unfortunately, they were all defeated by Lu Ming.

Six straight wins, seven straight wins.

Even with Qiu Changkong's record, but not long after, Lu Ming won again.

Eight consecutive wins!

There was an uproar and Qiu Changkong's record was finally broken.

"My god, Tian Yun is going against the heavens. Is his talent better than qiu changkong's?"

"That's not necessarily true. Although Qiu Changkong was strong in the realm of a great martial artist, he was not much stronger than the other five heroes. Qiu Changkong was the one who broke through the martial arts sect, achieved nirvana, and awakened the second bloodline of terror. Only then did he shake off the other five heroes and sit firmly on the throne of the head of the six heroes in the scorching sun."

"That's right. Although Tian Yun is strong now, he might be in the martial arts sect."

"Well, that's true, but it's scary, and what's Tian Yun's limit? How many consecutive wins can he get in the end?"

It was a shocking guess that Tian Yun would not be able to cross two levels and win ten consecutive games, right?

As it turned out, their guesses were coming true.

In the ninth battle, Imperial heaven martial arts arena sent out a powerful master, who was much stronger than qiu ming, but was still no match for Lu Ming.

Nine consecutive wins!

This stunned several senior Imperial heaven martial arts arena officials.

"This little guy is really good. In time, maybe he can join the Imperial guard? We have to pay close attention to him. He will be highly recommended."

"It's still too early to join the Imperial guard. How about the awakening of his second blood line from the Martial Sect? The most urgent thing to do now is to stop his winning streak, or we old fellows will lose money."

The old men were discussing, and they had a rather gloomy look on their faces.

"Let number ten go. He is the only one who has obtained the top ten numbers with the help of the great martial arts master's eight revisions. If he loses, we can't do anything about it."

"That's it!"

Soon the order was given, and a young man in his twenties, naked, stepped onto the stage.

There was a number ten on his face.

"Number ten, how could it be number ten?"

Some people who knew the situation in the tiandi martial arts arena cried out in surprise.

The dead warriors of Imperial heaven martial arts arena, from the 1st to the 10th, were usually the top of the ninth division.

But now, number ten was a young man with eight great martial arts masters. Many people understood that number ten must be extraordinary.

"He's a master, that's what's interesting!"

There was a hint of war in Lu Ming's eyes. This number 10 did not exude much strength, but it made Lu Ming feel a little dangerous.

"Kill!"

No. 10 let out a loud roar, and a long gun appeared in his hand. In an instant, dozens of spears were pierced out, and the air was blasted to the landing.

"You actually use a gun, too!"

Lu Ming's heart stirred.

Buzz!

The spear trembled and buzzed, as well as a burst of gunfire, along with the battle of the tenth.

On the stage, 200 meters long and 200 meters wide, two beams of light and shadow crisscrossed each other, one by one, guns roared and exploded. The roar was incessant and terrifying.

At the same time, there were three forces on the field, bombarding and fighting.

"This little fellow named Tian Yun is really amazing. At such a young age, since he has grasped two kinds of power, and both of them are already small, especially the fire, they are close to success."

"That's right, the mountain of number ten is approaching dacheng, similar to the fire of Tian Yun, but Tian Yun's wind and fire combination is more powerful. If not for the fact that number ten's cultivation is much stronger than tianyun's, I'm afraid it would have been defeated."

"In my opinion, it's only a matter of time before we lose!"

At the top of the arena, a few elders watched and discussed.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Ming fought with number ten with over a hundred moves.

"Have fun, have fun!"

Lu Ming's eyes were bright, and the more he fought, the more aggressive he became. In the Demon calming gun, the wind and fire gathered together, forming an astonishing destructive force.

In this battle, Lu Ming used all his strength except for the earth level martial arts and bloodline.

The current Lu Ming is so powerful, the fourth level of the dragon direct formula, the third grade of the body is complete, the momentum of wind and fire converged, the average great martial arts master, nine peak martial artists, can not take Lu Ming a few moves.

This shows that number ten is powerful.

More than 300,000 spectators held their breath and stared at the stage, afraid of missing the most important scene.

Boom! Boom!

In the blink of an eye, another hundred moves passed, and Lu Ming became more and more courageous, gradually gaining the upper hand.

An astonishing killing machine erupted from no. 10, like a wild beast, fearless of death, but still suppressed by Lu Ming.

Touch!

With another hundred moves, no. 10 was shot off by Lu Ming, slipped a few hundred meters, and fell off the stage.

Roar!

No. 10 roared and tried to rush to the battle platform despite his injuries.

"Enough!"

The referee let out a low cry, and no. 10 shuddered and stopped, his eyes showing fear.

"This round, the sky wins!"

The referee announced.

Whoosh!

The audience all breathed out in unison. They were too nervous just now. Many of them held their breath and their faces turned red. Only then did they let out this long breath.

Then there was an uproar.

More than 300,000 people began to talk excitedly.

"Level two, ten in a row. It's horrible. Empire of the scorching sun, it hasn't happened in at least 500 years."

"A miracle, a miracle. After today, the name of heaven and cloud will spread throughout the world."

"If Tian Yun grows up, he can be compared to or even stronger than the six heroes!"

"I am witnessing the birth of a miracle."

In the crowd, the Ming cheng brothers and sisters were trembling with excitement, while the Shifang sword sect people were all pale and bloodless.

"Lu Ming, will the challenge continue?"

Then, everyone thought about it.

Fighting over three levels.

Moreover, instead of simply crossing the third level, he would not be faced with an ordinary great master, a ninth-level martial artist, definitely a master, and definitely stronger than number ten.

Will the clouds continue?

Countless people were looking forward to it.

"Is this little guy really going to continue?"

At the top, a few elders smiled bitterly.

If Lu Ming continues to fight, they will lose money.

"Tian Yun, do you want to continue the challenge?"

The referee looked at lu ming, but his eyes were a little nervous and speechless.

He had the same thoughts as those old men.

(The end of this chapter)