Chapter 658 Old Devil Wind Monster

This statement aroused the curiosity of many people. Many people were looking forward to the battle between asura and the king of hell.

Because the two of them had a lot in common, both wearing masks and hearing voices, they were both young and had recently risen.

Many people speculated that both of them were from the outside world into the peerless pride of heaven, and even the genius on the pride of thousands list.

However, the king of hell has not appeared since the last battle with the seven chan old monster.

For the next two days, when Lu Ming continued to fight, no one challenged him.

Once, when he challenged someone else, they gave him a million top-grade crystals.

"Lu Ming, fight with me!"

When lu ming returned to the inn, Xie Nianqing appeared in front of him.

"Fight with you?"

Lu Ming was stunned.

"That's right. I have already reached the threshold for the fusion of my two artistic conception, but there is still an external pressure. However, those martial artists on the life battlefield are too weak to give me this kind of pressure, so I have to look for you."

Xie Nianqing said.

"Okay!"

Lu Ming would not refuse to help Xie Nianqing cultivate.

The two of them left the city and appeared tens of thousands of miles away over a barren mountain. They stood opposite each other.

Boom!

On Xie Nianqing's body, the mood of destruction and the mood of wind burst out at the same time, intertwined and turned into a cyan palm print, roaring towards the landing.

"Exploding Star Fist!"

Lu Ming threw out a punch and the air shook.

Boom!

The fist awn and the palm print bombarded together.

There was a roar, and the palm print trembled, but the awn of the fist disappeared.

"Not enough strength, Lu Ming. Increase your strength!"

Xie Nianqing's voice came, and the breath on his body gushed out one after another.

"Okay!"

When the The True Formula of the War Dragon was in operation, the primordial elements in Lu Ming's body began to mobilize rapidly. Boom, a fist and awn, buddha was able to penetrate the heaven and earth, merging the artistic conception of fire, and bombarding Xie Nianqing with the palm print.

With a loud bang, Xie Nianqing's palm print exploded, but Lu Ming did not hold back at all. The second and third punches, consecutive punches, a series of fists, through the void, towards Xie Nianqing.

"Tianmodashouyin!"

Xie Nianqing drank coquettishly and clapped her palms continuously. The black handprints melted into the mood of destruction and wind and roared towards the landing.

Boom! Boom!...

The void began to boil, and violent explosions were heard in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought dozens of moves.

At the beginning, they were still testing, but gradually, their strength had been increasing, increasing.

Lu Ming swung his fists and punched faster and faster. In an instant, dozens of fists burst out.

Xie Nianqing was trying to merge the two kinds of artistic conception with two kinds of artistic conception.

"Yes, that's it!"

Xie Nianqing's eyes grew brighter.

Lu Ming, on the other hand, let go of his fists.

Xie Nianqing was strong enough to stop him, and Lu Ming was not worried about hurting Xie Nianqing.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred moves passed.

Lu Ming felt that the Exploding Star Fist was running smoothly, and his understanding of the Exploding Star Fist was gradually deepening.

At the same time, the Exploding Star Fist, like a sledgehammer, constantly honed Xie Nianqing's artistic conception, so that the two artistic conception gradually merged.

If Xie Nianqing's two moods were successfully combined, her fighting power would definitely be greatly improved.

The two of them fought for more than three hundred moves before stopping.

"How is it?"

Lu Ming walked over and asked.

"Well, I have a lot of feelings. I believe that in a while, we might break through."

Xie Nianqing nodded excitedly, then smiled at lu ming and said, "Aren't you afraid that I'll break through and suppress you if you help me like this?"

"Haha, even if you break through, you may not be able to suppress me, and I will also improve. In this life, you will not be able to surpass me."

Lu Ming laughed with pride.

"How can I surpass you?"

Xie Nianqing's small mouth curled up, revealing a faint smile.

Immediately, the two of them chatted as they walked back.

For the next two days, Lu Ming did not go to the battle platform, but to practice in seclusion.

Two days later, a message came out.

Old devil wind monster, to challenge xiuluo at the battle platform, called xiuluo to fight.

As soon as the news came out, the whole city shook.

Old devil wind monster, like the old seven chan monster, lived for a long time. He was at least over five hundred years old. Hundreds of years ago, he was the king of the peak. For hundreds of years, although he did not break through the Linghaijing, but his martial arts, secret arts and other aspects have been cultivated to a terrifying degree.

This kind of person, to challenge asura, everyone was extremely curious and extremely excited.

So the news quickly reached Lu Ming's ears.

"Old devil wind, interesting!"

Lu Ming smiled.

"Looks like a master has appeared. Let's go. I'll go with you!"

Xie Nianqing walked over and the two of them headed for the battle platform. They changed into black robes and put on masks halfway.

"Here comes asura!"

As soon as Lu Ming arrived, the crowd was filled with exclamations.

The battle platform was filled with people.

After all, the name of asura has become increasingly popular recently, chasing after the king of hell.

And the devil wind monster, a famous old monster in the sea near Sands island, except for the Linghaijing, no one dared to provoke the character.

The confrontation between the two of them naturally attracted the interest of most people, and many of them rushed over as soon as they heard the news.

Lu Ming stepped into the air and landed on the stage, looking at him with countless eyes.

"Hehe!"

A shriveled sneer broke out, and a skinny old man in a green robe appeared on the stage. Many people did not even see how he appeared.

"How fast!"

Lu Ming's eyes moved, the devil wind old monster, obviously cultivated the artistic conception of the wind, the speed of terror.

"Lu Ming!"

Luo xin's eyes sparkled in the stands.

Today, Luo Xin also came. Similarly, Chen Dao and Chen Zhao also came and sat together to watch.

"I hope old devil wind can kill this boy!"

Chen Zhao prayed secretly.

"You are asura? I heard that you are a little boy. Don't play tricks in front of the old man. Take off your mask!"

Old devil wind stood in front of Lu Ming and smiled.

"If you want me to take off my mask, you can. It depends on your ability!"

Lu Ming smiled faintly.

"Hehe, it's good for young people to have confidence, but it's not good to belittle their seniors. After all, age is not for nothing."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old devil disappeared.

The next moment, Lu Ming felt a strong wind whistling in front of him, and a claw grabbed his mask.

Without hesitation, Lu Ming stepped back at top speed.

"Hehe, you can't escape!"

The demon wind old monster moved again and followed lu ming closely. He grabbed lu ming's mask with his claws.

Boom!

Lu Ming threw a punch and threw it forward.

At such a close distance, if anyone else, they would definitely not be able to avoid it, but the devil wind old monster's body flashed and avoided it.

(The end of this chapter)