Chapter 656 Kill Xue Gang

The man on stage was Blood strength, who had defeated Chen Dao before.

"Blood strength!"

Chen Dao's eyes sparkled.

"Lu Ming!" Luo xin looked worried.

"Lu Ming, Lu Ming, aren't you strong? If you can fight, don't surrender!"

Chen Zhao's eyes gleamed with resentment. He hated Lu Ming to the bone. Now his face was still swollen. He wanted Lu Ming to fight, so he would definitely die in Blood strength's hands.

"Asura, the name is quite domineering. I just don't know if you have the guts." Blood strength sneered.

"Courage? What is courage?" Lu Ming smiled.

"I was afraid you would surrender before the battle!" Blood strength licked his lips.

"Hehe, Blood strength, you don't need to use any provocation. You came up just in time to practice your boxing!"

Lu ming said.

"Haha, so you won't surrender? Haha, okay!"

Blood strength was ecstatic.

"Blood flame palm!"

The blood-red palm print came from blood gang's hand, and he couldn't wait to attack lu ming.

In his opinion, Lu Ming now had all the possessions of the three top kings, and Lu Ming's own was the possessions of the four top kings.

How much wealth would the family of four peak kings have? If Lu Ming had surrendered without a fight and only gave him a million of the best crystals, wouldn't he have lost a lot?

Now, Blood strength's heart was burning.

The blood-colored palm prints shook the space and a smell of blood filled the air.

"Exploding Star Fist!"

Lu Ming punched out.

The punch and Blood strength's palm prints were blasted together, but the punch was instantly crushed by the bloody palm prints.

Boom! Boom!...

Lu Ming threw dozens more punches in a row.

But blood had just slapped a few more times, crushing all of Lu Ming's fists.

"Heh heh, although your fist is strong, you are still far from fighting with me!"

Blood strength sneered.

"This Blood strength, it seems, is a rising genius. He's a good fighter, not weaker than Sheng Xingchen a few months ago!"

Lu Ming thought to himself.

But Lu Ming was much better than he was a few months ago. If Lu Ming broke out with all his might, he could kill Sheng Xingchen a few months ago with one move.

Of course, Lu Ming wouldn't do that. First, he had to practice boxing, and he had to attract stronger opponents.

"Two more realms, then!"

When the primordial powers moved, Lu Ming punched out again, and a vacuum channel appeared, along with Blood strength's blood flame palm.

With a roar, the strength of the fist and the blood flame palm disappeared.

"You... Have hidden your strength?"

Blood strength's face changed, and Lu Ming's strength actually improved, which made him feel a little bad.

That was how Lu Ming killed those people.

"Kill!"

Blood strength roared, blood vessels erupted, and the blood-colored palm prints became even more domineering. The image of blood enveloped Lu Ming.

Bloodline martial arts, a heavenly grade bloodline martial arts, is extremely powerful, in terms of power, even stronger than lu ming's three dragon gods.

The dragon god's three treasures, after all, were Lu Ming's martial arts, which could not be compared to the bloodline martial arts.

Blood strength broke out with all his might, twice as powerful as before, and the attack flooded Lu Ming like a storm.

"Finally something interesting!"

There was a hint of war in Lu Ming's eyes.

Boom!

The next moment, all around him, a raging flame was burning, the artistic conception of fire.

Of course, Lu Ming just displayed a kind of artistic conception of fire. The artistic conception of fire was integrated into the Exploding Star Fist, making the power of the Exploding Star Fist even more terrifying. Every punch was a flaming meteor, full of a violent atmosphere.

The strength of the fist, together with Blood strength's bloody palm prints, was bombarded continuously.

As for the artistic conception of Blood strength's blood, the energy that could drain the blood had no effect on Lu Ming at all.

Can it make the blood dry up, compared to the devouring power of the nine dragons?

With just a little movement of the nine dragons' blood vessels, the artistic conception of blood would lose its effect.

In a blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed. Just like the previous battle, Lu Ming began to gain the upper hand again.

"How did this happen?"

Many people widened their eyes.

Chen Zhao, in particular, was unbelievable.

And blood gang roared and broke out in cold sweat.

He was suppressed. Was he going to end up like the others before him and be killed by Lu Ming?

No, no, absolutely not.

He was the most proud man in the world, and he had the chance to hit the list. This time, he came to the starry sea to train himself and prepare for the next battle of luck. How could he die?

But no matter how hard he tried, he was still suppressed by Lu Ming. He felt the power of Lu Ming's punch getting stronger and stronger. Every time the punch burst, his skin felt as painful as if it had been torn apart.

"Let's go!"

Blood strength roared and rushed into the sky. He wanted to escape.

"Can you walk away?"

Lu Ming stepped into the air, faster than blood, and appeared in front of Blood strength in an instant, with a punch.

Blood strength did not expect Lu Ming's speed to be so terrifying. In a hurry, he managed to force out a palm to block it. The palm print was directly crushed by Lu Ming, and his body flew off the stage like a shell, slamming heavily on the stage with blood gushing out of his mouth.

Lu Ming came after him.

"Wait a minute, I admit defeat, asura. I'm telling you, I'm from the Heavenly corpse sect. If you kill me, the Heavenly corpse sect will never let you go."

Blood strength shouted.

"Heavenly corpse sect?"

Lu Ming was slightly taken aback.

Heavenly corpse sect, don't they play with those zombies all day? Why didn't this Blood strength have a single body?

Seeing that Lu Ming was stunned, Blood strength thought lu ming was scared and shouted, "Xiuluo, as long as you let me go, I can let bygones be bygones. How about that?"

"Hehe, Blood strength, have you forgotten that this is a riot in the sea of stars, and the Heavenly corpse sect can't control this place. Besides, the people of the Heavenly corpse sect deserve to die!"

A slightly cold voice came out of Lu Ming's mouth, then he flashed and shot at Blood strength.

"Damn it!"

Blood strength roared and fought back, but the result was already decided.

After a few moves, he was punched by Lu Ming and his body exploded.

Blood strength, dead.

The genius of the Heavenly corpse sect, who beat Chen Dao eight times in a row in one move, was killed by asura.

The atmosphere at the scene reached a climax and everyone cheered excitedly.

"Kill, kill well, haha, it's too exciting!"

"That's right. It's exciting to kill a young genius!"

"That idiot, he even carried the heavenly corpse sect out. In the chaos of the starry sea, it's the same for anyone!"

"Xiuluo is so strong. He won four consecutive games. Even xuegang was killed by him. He sounded very young. Is he a young genius?"

"Very likely? Then the king of hell, is also a young genius, very likely to be the most outstanding talent on the list, this xiuluo, is also very likely a most outstanding talent!"

"There have been too many young geniuses from the recent turmoil in the galaxy."

The noise, the cheers, the discussion, and the ups and downs of each other.

(The end of this chapter)