Everlasting Dragon Emperor Chapter 152: Lu Ming shots

Lu Ming's expression moved, he heard something from Bach's words just now.

Bach clearly said just now, "Little Scorching Empire", but before he finished speaking, he moved.

This is very strange. If he is a member of the Dongyi tribe, he would never say that. Isn't Bach a member of the Dongyi tribe? Not even a person from the Sun Empire?

But people who are not from the Lie Sun Empire, why did they go to the Dongyi tribe?

Lu Ming's thoughts are flying.

All the members of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect looked ugly, and for a while, no one played.

There are a few masters of the Grand Martial Arts Quadruple at the scene, but they are all quite old, well over 22 years old. If they go to war, they will cause jokes instead.

The sergeant on the wall was also silent.

The Xuanyuan Sword Sect, in their eyes, was originally a martial arts holy place where the strong and powerful are like clouds.

But now, the genius of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect has been suppressed by a young man from the Dongyi tribe. This has dealt a huge blow to their confidence, and their morale has dropped again and again.

Fu Liang's eyes were anxious, and it would be bad if it went on like this.

"Report!"

Suddenly, a sergeant hurried to report.

"What's the matter?"

Fu Liang asked.

"Inspired to the city lord, there was a major discovery. The Dongyi tribe sent a man and horse, thousands of miles south of Dongque city, hurried to the Jiuyao Mountain."

Report to the sergeant.

"What? Is the Dongyi people an illusion here, and the Paiqi army raided other big cities."

Fu Liang was taken aback and asked quickly: "How many people did the Dongyi send?"

"Not many, it seems there are only a few hundred people."

The sergeant replied.

"Hundreds of people?" Fu Liang was stunned. What's the use of hundreds of people?

"The city lord, it is said that these hundreds of people are strong, and at the worst there are senior martial artists."

"What?"

Fu Liang was taken aback and frowned.

The disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect were also puzzled upon hearing this.

"The Dongyi people's move is absolutely purposeful, and we must stop it."

A disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect said.

"Yes, but the opponents are all masters. It is estimated that there are not a few great martial artists. If you want to stop, you can only rely on you young heroes."

Fu Liang clasped his fist.

"No problem with this!"

The disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect nodded.

"It's just that that young man must be dismissed, otherwise it will be a big blow to our morale. If the opponent launches an attack with all his strength, we will be disadvantaged."

Fu Liang sighed.

The Xuanyuanjian faction frowned again.

"The other party is deliberately dragging our time. There is definitely something important over there, we must rush over as soon as possible."

Humanity.

"Let me go!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

Everyone couldn't help but forget the past.

"Lu Ming!"

Everyone was startled.

"Lu Ming? Is he going to make a move? Is he really breaking through the realm of the Great Martial Master?"

"Even if it breaks through the Great Martial Master, it is impossible to be the opponent of the opponent, but the opponent is the second highest peak of the Great Martial Master, and obviously, it is also a supreme genius."

"Maybe there is hope, I saw Lu Ming flew to Du Feng with a fist a few days ago."

"Let him try."

The disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect saw that Lu Ming was talking, and couldn't help whispering.

Lu Ming ignored it and stepped out.

"Brother Lu Ming, be careful!"

Pang Shi cried from behind. Lu Ming smiled slightly and jumped off the city wall.

Among the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, there was a pair of resentful eyes staring at Luming, Du Feng.

He was injured by a punch that day, became a laughingstock, suffered a great humiliation, and resented Lu Ming very much.

Just now, I was taken out to say, at this moment, I yelled: "Haha, Lu Ming, go to death, you think you are a genius, can you still be better than Lu Tian, ​​a self-righteous guy, beheaded? Just killed."

Beside him, the triangular-eyed youth also looked resentful. Several people squeezed forward desperately to watch Lu Ming be beheaded by Bach.

Lu Ming was as light as a swallow, and it didn't take long before he came to Bach.

"Haha, I hit an older one, but a younger one came, kid, now that I'm here, my knife won't be merciful."

Seeing Lu Ming's age, Bach was taken aback for a moment, and then he showed a hint of sarcasm.

"You are not from the Sun Empire, are you?"

Lu Ming answered the wrong question, but Bach's face changed.

"Say, what are you doing here? Also, what is the purpose of the Dongyi group going to Jiuyao Mountain?"

Lu Ming continued to ask.

Bach's face changed a few times, with a sneer, and said: "You don't need to worry about it. Anyway, it's useless if you know it, because you're going to die soon."

"Then you still don't do it? I know you are here to delay time and want to hold us back, but I don't have so much time to spend with you."

Lu Ming said, the storage ring on his finger glowed, the fire tung spear appeared in his hand, and the breath on his body burst out.

"The Great Master Yizhong? Hahaha, the Great Master Yizhong would dare to come and die? It's so naive."

Bach laughed wildly when he saw Lu Ming's cultivation base, almost bursting into tears.

Fu Liang kept shaking his head on the wall.

Looking at Lu Ming’s age before, he felt that something was wrong. He was too young. At this time, when he saw Lu Ming’s cultivation base, the Great Martial Master Yizhong, although at this age, it’s amazing to have this cultivation base, but after all How can it be Bach's opponent if it is the Great Martial Master First Heavy?

"Young man, come back quickly, let's think of other ways."

Fu Liang exclaimed.

Lu Ming is so young and has this cultivation base. In the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, he is definitely a top genius. If he died here, he was really afraid that the Xuanyuan Sword Sect would be blamed.

"Cheng Master Fu, don't worry, our Junior Brother Lu Ming is amazing. He is a peerless genius. Maybe he can kill Bach?"

Du Feng said with a weird smile, but everyone could hear the gloat and mockery in his words.

"Haha, since I'm down, how can I want to leave?"

Bach's sword came out of its sheath, and a cold murderous intent appeared on his body, covering Lu Ming.

"Nonsense!"

Lu Ming scolded and said much lazily, the spear swept out.

"Cut you with a single blow."

Bach's voice was cold, and the light of the knife became colder. He slashed towards Lu Ming's head, swiftly like electricity.

Puff!

Accurately, the sword was slashed on Lu Ming's neck, but at this moment, Bach was shocked because it was just a ray of afterimage.

"Not good!"

He let out a low growl, burst of black anger, kicked his feet, and rushed forward without hesitation.

Shoo!

A spear light~IndoMTL.com~ pierced his ear, and the cold spear light left a blood mark on his face.

Huh! Huh!

Bach ran forward for several tens of meters before daring to stop, then suddenly turned around and chopped out, but cut into the air.

Lu Ming stood tens of meters behind and was looking at him with a smile.

"Hey, what are you doing against the air?"

Lu Ming smiled.

Bach's face flushed suddenly, and a cold murderous intent burst into his eyes.

"Your posture is good, but do you think you can defeat me with a set of postures? Dreaming!"

Bach growled low, and the black qi on his body became more intense. He faintly condensed into an evil spirit, and his murderous intent was as cold as an Arctic glacier.

(End of this chapter) Ten Thousand Dao Dragon Emperor