Chapter 91

Lu Ming glanced at the whole scene and saw that the coke was burnt black. He could already think of what happened.

In his heart, a cold, icy killing opportunity burst out.

Although the martial arts master the powerful power, they have their own rules and pride. Ordinary warriors are not willing to kill ordinary people.

However, these children of the ten side sword school have lost their bottom line, and in order to achieve their goals, they will do anything they can.

Lu Ming's murder has never been so strong.

Feeling Lu Ming's killing opportunity, the eyes of the disciples of the ten side sword sect are frozen.

Zheng Qian frowned slightly.

He remembers that he sent nine people in that direction, but up to now, not only has no one come, but also a strange teenager.

It's not right! Zheng Qian's expression moved.

Step by step, Lu Ming seems to be very slow. In fact, after a few breaths, Lu Ming comes to the disciples of the Shifang sword sect.

"Boy, how did you get here? And the disciples of our ten side sword sect over there? Did you see that? "

A disciple of the ten square sword sect yelled.

"Yes, but they're all dead."

Lu Ming responded indifferently.

The faces of more than 20 disciples of the ten square sword sect changed one after another. Someone said, "how did you die?"

Lu Ming gave a cold smile and waved his hand. The firecracker appeared. A strong breath burst out and said, "of course, I killed you. Now, I will send you down to accompany them."

"Killed by you? Boy, you are so brave. "

"Little bastard, if you dare to kill the disciples of ten square sword sect, you will die, not only you, but also your family."

"Say, how did you sneak in?"

"If you want to kill us, I'll kill you."

Lu Ming's words caused a lot of noise. A burly young man strode out, carrying a huge sword, and beheaded Lu Ming's head with a sword.

If this sword is cut, it can definitely split Lu Ming in two.

Boo!

A flash of lightning passed, and the body of the burly youth suddenly became stiff.

With a bang, his sword fell to the ground, and then he grasped his throat with both hands. His eyes glared out like a dead fish, showing an incredible color.

There was an extra blood hole in his throat, and there was no stop bleeding.

It's the fastest move in the gang fire gun formula.

The disciples of the ten square sword sect around didn't even see how Lu Ming made his move.

"If you want to kill me, you should be aware of being killed."

Lu Ming's indifferent voice rang out.

The burly young man fell on the ground, struggling for a few times, there was no breath.

"Well done!"

More than ten stone collectors roared in their hearts. Although they did not dare to call out, they were very happy.

Zheng Qian's eyes slightly a congealed, mouth way: "good fast speed, everybody hands together, kills him together."

"Kill!"

"Die!"

Suddenly, more than a dozen disciples of the ten square sword sect roared. Their bodies leaped high and cut out sharp sword Qi. They were facing Lu Ming before.

Among the disciples of the ten side sword sect, the weakest is the martial arts master's six heavy, the strongest is the martial arts teacher's eight.

More than a dozen people joined forces, and the momentum was appalling. Even a martial arts master, Jiuchong, would be killed by random sword.

But Lu Ming did not move, and did not even blink his eyes.

"The secret of vigorous fire gun -- Fire Dance!"

Huoran, Lu Ming holds the tail of the gun in his hand and stabs forward.

Whoosh...

the sound of the gun vibration sounded, and then suddenly a fire red flame appeared in the air. These flames, red and beautiful, were like the flowers of flame, and like the flame dancing.

When the flowers of fire bloom, the scene suddenly sounded a scream.

Qi Qi, a dozen disciples of the ten square sword sect, stepped backward, and the blood was floating in the air.

There is a blood hole in the throat or heart of ten square sword sect's disciples.

One move, thirteen ten square sword sect disciples, die!

But Lu Ming didn't stop at all. He strode forward and swept out his long gun.

"The moon!"

Touch...

a series of bone fracture sounds, and eight young people of the ten square sword sect fly out from afar.

Fall to the ground, for a while there is no breath.

It's a complete sweep.

This is Lu Ming's fighting power now.

The second level of cultivation of the lower level martial arts skills, gang Huo gun Jue, and the cultivation breakthrough in the early stage of the eighth division of the martial arts division, the combat power has been upgraded to a terrible level.

On the field, there are three disciples of the ten side sword sect.

A Zheng Qian, a martial arts master of jiuzhong.There is also a young man with a flat nose. Because he is close to the stone pickers, Lu Ming's attack does not cover him.

At this time, the face of the young man with collapsed nose turned pale, and his legs and stomach were shaking.

And Zheng Qian's face was very dignified.

"You have strong fighting power, but you have killed so many disciples of our ten square sword sect. From now on, no one can save you."

Zheng Qian's voice was cold.

"If I kill you all, who knows I did it?"

Lu Ming said indifferently with a smile.

"Ha ha ha, you want to kill me? I admit your strength is very strong, I am not sure I can kill you, but you want to kill me? I will let you know how ridiculous you are

The sword of Zheng Qianzhan points to Lu Ming. A powerful red sword Qi can not be controlled.

"Younger martial brother Zhao, kill him together."

Zheng Qian suddenly yells at Lu Ming with a sword.

The sword cut through the air, and there was a sharp sonic boom.

At the same time, on the other side, the disciple of the Shifang sword sect of Jiuchong, also broke out and killed Lu Ming with a sword.

Shua!

Lu Ming lifts up.

When! When!

The spear intersected with the two swords, and there was a violent vibration.

Lu Ming's body swayed slightly and stepped back three steps.

Zheng Qian also threw back a few meters and landed on the ground.

As for the young man of Jiuchong, he threw back more than ten meters, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"Zheng Qian, what a powerful force

Lu Ming's eyes moved.

Although it was just a fight, Lu Ming felt that the power of Zheng Qianzhan's sword spread was incomparably powerful, and it was as continuous as the rough waves.

Another martial arts teacher nine heavy youth and he, that is rubbish.

It is not weaker than he tie.

The reason for Lu Ming's retreat is basically due to Zheng Qian.

At this time, Zheng Qian's heart was also extremely frightened.

Lu Ming's strength is beyond his expectation. It is not weaker or even stronger than him.

"Kill!"

There is nothing to say. The two sides are already enemies. Only when one side falls down can it be over. The two sides fight together again.

Both Zheng and Qian had an outbreak of blood.

This time, Zheng Qian was in charge of the attack, while the young man of jiuzhong, a martial arts master, was sneaking in.

For a while, Lu Ming was somewhat passive.

And the young man with a collapsed nose can't get in at all. He can only watch anxiously on one side.

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