Chapter 1772

Half a month, the twinkling of an eye, that dancing spear figure disappeared in the sky.

"Wake up!"

A voice came into Lu Ming's ears. Lu Ming, shocked, withdrew from the vast land and opened his eyes.

Everyone is the same, stop practicing.

"Half a month has come, and now we are going to fight. It's very simple. If you 100 people step on the stage at the same time and engage in scuffle, those who fall off the stage or are killed will be eliminated!"

"The last 20 people on the stage will be promoted!"

The old man in white announced the rules.

Many people's eyes flicker. Only 20 out of 100 can be promoted. Moreover, it is still a melee, which is much more complicated.

"Now, let's go!"

The old man in white announced.

Shua! Shua! Shua! ...

one after another, they rushed to the battle platform.

The battle platform was very large. When a hundred people stepped on it, they all looked spacious.

A hundred people stood on their own feet, looking around cautiously.

It's a melee, so to speak, everyone is the enemy.

For a while, no one started. Now, the best choice is to wait for others to fight, keep their own strength, and take advantage of the profits.

The atmosphere, some dignified down.

The old man in white is not in a hurry. He looks at it quietly.

Touch!

The sound of stepping on the platform sounded, and the chaotic body's eyes were like electricity. Looking at Lu Ming, the cold killing machine was undisguised.

"Kill you now, boy!"

Step by step, the chaotic body steps towards Lu Ming.

"It's you who died!"

In Lu Ming's eyes, there is a strong sense of war. In his hands, the holy power surges, condenses a long gun, and steps forward towards the chaotic body.

Lu Ming has no fear of anyone in the first World War at the same level.

Boom!

Lu Ming and the chaotic body have not yet fought, on the other side, the war has broken out.

The son of death, even though everything is suppressed, is still extremely powerful. He takes the lead to attack a Tianjiao and completely suppress the other party. With only a few moves, the other side coughs blood and flies back and is blasted off the stage.

After being blasted off the platform, the young man was covered with a beam of light and left here.

This makes many people's eyes dignified.

Obviously, the son of death has amazing understanding. In a short period of half a month, he has cultivated a kind of secret art to a very high level.

Moreover, the son of death's fighting consciousness is amazing, completely crushing the previous Tianjiao.

The son of death broke the deadlock, and others, too.

Scuffle, break out at this moment.

Someone rushed to longchen, to Huangling, to bubbles.

"Zhenshan fist, kill!"

At this time, the son of chaos comes to Lu Ming and blows out his fist. The fist force breaks out, forming a mountain and suppressing Lu Ming.

This is the secret skill that the son of chaos has learned in the past half a month. It is a kind of boxing technique. Once the fist is used, it forms a mountain to suppress a strong enemy. Its momentum is amazing and its hegemony is incomparable.

Roar!

A dragon chant, Lu Ming holding a long gun, pierced out, the long gun immediately into a real dragon, pounce out, the Dragon claws in the air, bombard on the mountains.

Boom!

With a terrible roar, the real dragon and the mountain burst apart, and the terrible vigor overflowed, which made the faces of other people on the edge become very dignified.

"What a powerful force!"

On the edge, many people marveled.

Lu Minggang and the chaos of the body of a move, its power, more than many people.

"Kill!"

The chaotic body roars with momentum like a rainbow. It is extremely domineering. The fists blow out continuously, with an indomitable momentum.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sky is boiling, and mountains are forming and going to suppress Lu Ming.

Hum! ...

the spear in Lu Ming's hand vibrates into a series of spears, which burst out. The spears form real dragons in the air, roaring and pounding, and constantly collide with the mountains.

The terrifying energy overflows everywhere. In the area where the two fight, the others quickly retreat, afraid of being implicated.

They are the enemies of fate. The battle between life and death is inevitable. In a flash, they have fought hundreds of moves.

The body of chaos is really terrible. In a short period of half a month, he has cultivated a secret skill to an extremely high level. Moreover, he has a strong sense of fighting. Every move is powerful and terrifying. Even if he is of the same level, other people can't block a few moves.

Vietnam War, the more fierce, the war up to now, the two almost into two shadows, on the stage of constant collision.

Lu Ming's eyes are crystal clear and bright, and his spear in his hand is constantly piercing. During the Vietnam War, his understanding of the Dragon spear is getting deeper and deeper.

By this time, he was slowly gaining the upper hand.

The son of chaos, Changxiao, fought hard, but could not change this. He began to be suppressed by Lu Ming.It was unacceptable to him, and his face was very ugly.

Whew! Whew! Whew!

The spear in Lu Ming's hand seems to turn into a streamer. The speed is faster and the power is stronger and stronger. When a gun is swept out, his moves can be broken.

A shot came out, pointed to his vital point, so that he had to dodge.

The body of the chaotic body began to retreat towards the edge of the battle platform.

"The body of chaos is going to fail!"

Many people were shocked when they saw it.

The chaotic body was defeated in the first World War at the same level.

Of course, the so-called "First World War at the same level" is not a real one at the same level. Like the physical advantages of the chaotic body, they can not play out, but it is enough to show how terrifying Lu Ming is.

It is not the body of chaos, but it can understand the law of chaos.

Many people flashed the idea.

"Chaos is just like this. You can only oppress people with a high level. What are you in a war of the same level?"

Lu Ming comes out with a sarcastic voice, which makes chaos's face more gloomy. When Lu Ming is accidentally swept by Lu Ming's gun front, there is a scar on his body and blood runs straight.

Gradually, the chaotic body retreats to the edge of the battle platform. If it retreats, it will go down.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what if we join hands to blow down Lu Ming? This man, who had crossed the abyss before, was in the first place. His understanding is amazing. If he goes on like this, I'm afraid no one can surpass him! "

At this point, the chaotic body roars.

He even wanted to ask others to join hands with him. For this reason, he also said that Lu Ming's understanding was amazing. Before, he thought that he was the real son of chaos. He looked down on Lu Ming, but now he raised Lu Ming, which made him feel extremely humiliated.

But in order to defeat Lu Ming and eliminate Lu Ming, he can only do so.

Suddenly, there are several powerful Tianjiao, eyes twinkle.

Indeed, although Lu Ming's accomplishments are not high, his potential is amazing. When he crossed the abyss before, he ranked first, which attracted many Tianjiao's attention.

Now, with the first World War at the same level, the chaos will be suppressed. If it goes on like this, no one will be invincible.

These Tianjiao, all for the sake of the Hunyuan sect inheritance, naturally want to be the first, do not want to be suppressed.

Shua.

This man, is a terrible pride, before the abyss, on the front row.

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