Chapter 264 The First Heavy Attack on Wu Zong

"Big martial arts master, you dare to fight with me, die!"

The middle-aged Martial Sect sneered.

In his opinion, Lu Ming simply overestimated himself and looked for death.

Whoosh!

The middle-aged Martial Sect's War sword cut off lu ming's head. He wanted to cut off Lu Ming's head with a sword.

Buzz! Whew!

Lu Ming's spear trembled, then stabbed again, and a bright awn pierced through the front.

The spear awn intersected with the middle-aged Martial Sect's War sword, and the middle-aged Martial Sect's face changed in an instant.

Boom!

An incomparably sharp and boundless force rushed towards the middle-aged martial arts sect. The middle-aged Martial Sect's body shook and retreated back violently. They slid back tens of meters between the mountains and forests, and a deep ravine was dragged out of the ground.

"Great martial artist, how can you have such great power?"

The middle-aged Martial Sect roared in their hearts.

"This is your strength. It's not so good. Kill!"

Lu Ming picked up his gun and proceeded to kill the other party.

The long spears shot out, and the dazzling flares shot out.

The middle-aged Martial Sect tried their best, but they were still invincible.

After six moves, Lu Ming shot him and flew out screaming.

Whoosh!

Lu Ming chased after him and the spear fell from top to bottom.

Touch!

The middle-aged Martial Sect screamed again. His body was smashed into the ground and a big hole was created. He lay in the big hole with blood gushing out of his mouth. It was hard to move.

Her figure flickered and Xie Nianqing appeared beside her. It was obvious that she had already taken care of the five big and nine heavy martial artists.

The middle-aged Martial Sect was lying in a big hole, looking at the two young people, and their eyes were filled with amazement.

Where did this young man come from? It was too scary. The strength of the war was appalling.

"Could it be the genius of the zhao empire?"

The middle-aged Martial Sect thought so.

In Empire of the scorching sun, he had never heard of such a powerful master, unless it was a medium-sized empire like the blood zhao empire, it was normal to have such a genius.

"Tell me, what's the situation with the people you're chasing? Where are they?"

Lu Ming asked coldly, staring at the middle-aged Martial Sect.

"Are you also going for the key to the treasure of the martial emperor? You can't get it. I'm telling you, my Qiu Changkong from the Shifang sword sect is in front of me, and you want to get involved too. You're really looking for death!"

The middle-aged Martial Sect roared.

"The martial emperor's treasure key? And Qiu Changkong is also in front?"

Lu Ming's expression moved, a little solemn, a little confused.

The first autumn of the six heroes, chang kong, was actually chasing after his father.

There's also a key to the treasure of the martial emperor? Is there anything to do with the martial emperor?

Lu Ming's heart trembled at the thought.

The Martial Sect went up to Wu Wang, who was known as the king and was extremely powerful.

The huge Empire of the scorching sun, now with or without Wu Wang, was a question.

Such a hegemon as lin xueyi did not reach the realm of Wu Wang.

But when Wu Wang was compared to the martial emperor, there was a huge difference. No, even further. There was no comparison at all.

Wu Wang went up, and there were three great realms of spirit and god.

The three realms of spirit and god go up, that is the martial emperor.

The martial emperor, with his fingers falling apart and the sun and the moon dimming, was the strongest and most invincible in The godly wasteland.

As for emperor wu, there is no higher realm. Legends do exist, but they have always been legends.

Is the key to the treasure of the martial emperor related to the martial emperor?

Lu Ming had to be shocked.

Lu Ming did not notice that when Xie Nianqing heard the treasure key of the martial emperor, his eyes flashed with surprise.

"So I advise you to let me go. I can hide what happened today. Otherwise, your fate will be miserable."

The middle-aged Martial Sect threatened.

Ah!

But when he spoke, he immediately let out a shrill scream, because Lu Ming shot him in the thigh.

"That's a lot of crap. Tell me, where did you chase? Did you chase the people you chased?"

Lu Ming asked coldly.

The middle-aged Martial Sect broke out in cold sweat and screamed, "I said, I said, please don't kill me!"

He knew that he had met a tough guy today, so he had to give in and beg for mercy.

"Say it!" Lu Ming drank coldly.

"Straight ahead from here, it was the Empire of the moon masters who took away the people we were chasing, and our men were about to catch up with them."

Shouted the middle-aged Martial Sect.

"Empire of the moon?"

Lu Ming frowned, feeling that the situation was getting more and more complicated, and then asked, "How many masters have you come to this time?"

"In addition to Qiu Changkong, there are a total of seven people at the Martial Sect level. Now there are six other people besides me, and there are more than a hundred other great martial artists."

The middle-aged Martial Sect answered honestly.

"I have said everything I have to say. Please let me go. I will not tell you what happened today."

The middle-aged Martial Sect begged.

But a fierce light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he secretly thought that as long as lu ming let him go, he would inform Qiu Changkong to let Lu Ming and his wife die without a burial place.

"Let you go?"

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth. With a flash of murderous intent, the spear shot out.

"No..."

The middle-aged Martial Sect shouted, but the next moment, his scream stopped because his heart had been shattered by Lu Ming's stab.

"I won't leave any hidden danger behind!"

Lu Ming smiled.

"Lu Ming, you're a good fighter. I'm looking forward to stepping on you!"

Xie Nianqing looked at Lu Ming carefully, his eyes glowing.

Lu Ming shuddered and quickly changed the subject, "You don't want the loot. I want it."

With that said, Lu Ming groped around the bodies of the Shifang sword sect crowd, manipulating the spirit devouring bloodline and secretly devouring the essence and blood of several people.

There was the blood of a Martial Sect martial artist, and Lu Ming didn't want to miss it.

After that battle, Lu Ming had a better understanding of his own strength.

It was about the peak of the Martial Sect, and that middle-aged man was just in the early stages of the Martial Sect.

So carelessly, he was defeated by a few moves by Lu Ming.

But this kind of fighting power is far from enough.

Qiu Changkong was the leader of the six heroes, and his fighting power was absolutely terrifying, not to mention the other strong Martial Sect players.

It was difficult to save his father.

We must constantly improve our strength.

Soon, the essence and blood of the eight Shifang sword sect disciples were swallowed by Lu Ming.

In his hand, there were eight more storage rings.

"Hey, you can't keep the storage ring all by yourself. I want the storage ring of the Martial Sect warrior."

Cried Xie Nianqing.

"Why?"

Lu Ming refused.

"No, I'm going to make it."

Xie Nianqing ground his teeth.

"Okay, but I want to practice for a while. You help me protect the dharma!"

Lu ming said.

"You... Okay!"

Xie Nianqing gritted his teeth and finally agreed.

The two of them left and stopped in a valley more than fifty miles away.

Lu ming wanted to refine the essence of blood and attack the nine great masters.

Xie Nianqing snorted, unwilling to stand guard for Lu Ming in the valley.

Lu Ming sat cross-legged, running the The True Formula of the War Dragon.

Boom!

The essence and blood of a Martial Sect heavyweight martial artist is too rich. It is continuously transformed into thick energy, refined by Lu Ming, and transformed into true qi.

Lu Ming began to rush to the realm.

(The end of this chapter)