Everlasting Dragon Emperor Chapter 232: It’s cool to 1 and a half

Yang Zaitian yelled frantically, murderous.

He was actually injured by Lu Ming, and he was injured by Lu Ming, who came from the Palace of General Xing and was regarded as a mob.

The shame was so shameful that he couldn't accept it.

"Heavenly Sword!"

Yang Zaitian roared, his aura reached its peak, a sword light, like from outside the sky, appeared out of thin air, extremely brilliant, suspended above Yang Zaitian's head.

A terrifying and boundless sword aura rippled out, and the soil under Yang Zaitian's feet was stirred by the sword aura, undulating like water waves.

Earth-level swordsmanship!

Lu Ming saw at a glance that this was a prefecture-level swordsmanship.

"Earth-level swordsmanship, Heavenly Sword, Brother Yang Zaitian actually cultivated into Heavenly Sword!"

"What? This is a territorial martial art. It's terrifying. After the sky is over, he is dead as soon as the territorial swordsmanship comes out."

"Brother Yang Zaitian is really amazing, this is a prefecture-level martial arts!"

The people of the Shifang Sword Sect began to discuss with excitement, and some even laughed, thinking that Lu Ming was dead, and he could finally let out a sigh of foulness.

The generals in the Hall of Stars were full of horror and frustration.

The disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect are too strong, they can't compete with them at all.

The genius who ranked No. 1 in the Outer Hall of the Star Palace had just realized the situation, and compared with Yang Zaitian, it was too far away.

"Brother Tianyun!"

Mingcheng stared at the front, worried in his eyes.

"Tianyun, do you know our gap now? Shake in front of me! Hahaha!"

Yang Zaitian laughed madly. In his thoughts, Lu Ming would be shocked when he saw him show the ground-level swordsmanship, then horrified, frightened, and finally desperate.

When he thinks about this, he feels very happy.

Unfortunately, as soon as he was about halfway up, he couldn't get up anymore.

Because Lu Ming's expression is calm, indifferent, and even a little disdainful.

Yes, disdain!

Yang Zaitian's heart burst into anger, his face began to twist, and he roared wildly: "Tianyun, what is your expression? What is your expression?"

"Haha!"

Lu Ming smiled faintly, but in his eyes, the murderous intent became more and more intense.

"Ah, go to death! Sword in the sky, kill!"

Yang Zaitian roared, the sword for a while, the sword light suspended above his head, slashed towards Lu violently.

The sword didn't arrive, and the terrifying sword intent had already enveloped Lu Ming.

"Earth-level martial arts, do you think that only you can do it?"

Lu Ming whispered, bursting out in real anger, with one hand up to the sky, and waving a palm.

"Humanity Palm!"

Om!

The space seemed to vibrate, and then a huge palm print appeared in the sky.

The palm print is ten meters in size, and the shape is the same as a human palm, but it is slightly blurred.

However, the power is extremely powerful.

It is as if there is a king of humanity, patrolling Zhou Tian, ​​a powerful pressure is pressing on everyone.

"Prefecture-level martial arts, is it a prefecture-level martial arts again?"

"How is it possible? How is this possible?

The disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect screamed, hard to believe that all of this was true, and wished that everything was dreaming.

"Hahaha, Tianyun, Tianyun, I know, this guy is a pervert at all."

Mingcheng laughed.

"How is it possible? How is it possible for you to also cultivate into a prefecture-level martial arts, ah, break it for me!"

Yang Zaitian let out an incredible roar, manipulated the sword light, and slashed towards the palm of humanity.

Boom! The palm print and Jian Guang bang together.

The world shook suddenly, and then, where the palm print and the sword light intersect, a shock wave suddenly erupted.

Boom!

The earth shook, and under the intersection of the palm print and the sword light, a huge crater with a length of 100 meters and a depth of more than 20 meters was directly exploded on the ground.

Countless rubble splashed around.

"Quit, be careful!"

The Shifang Sword Sect and the generals in the Hall of Stars were in chaos, retreating quickly, brandishing weapons to resist.

Backed for a thousand meters before stopping.

Touch!

In the sky, the palm print shines brightly, and the sword light fades rapidly.

Finally, the sword light burst, and a figure screamed, flying backwards like a cannonball, hitting the ground heavily, smashing the ground into a big hole.

It was Yang Zaitian, he was defeated, lying in the big pit coughing up blood.

Sisi...

The sound of inhaling cold breath sounded a lot.

Lu Ming walked through the air, black hair fluttering, his aura was like a demon, and his body exuded a cold murderous intent.

"Tianyun, what do you want to do? Don't mess around."

Feeling the murderous intent on Lu Ming, Yang Zaitian cried out in horror.

"I hate others in my life to threaten me with my family. If you do that, then your ending is doomed."

The cold voice was spit out from Lu Ming's mouth.

Step by step, he walked towards Yang Zaitian.

"Dare you, I am a peerless genius of the Shifang Sword Sect. In the future, I will be the pillar of the Shifang Sword Sect and a figure who can become the overlord. If you kill me, the strong of the Shifang Sword Sect will not let go. Yours, then, you will die miserably."

Yang then struggled vigorously and roared.

"That's my business, why should you worry about it?"

Lu Ming was unmoved, and his murderous intentions were even colder.

Yang Zaitian was scared, he was really scared, he could see that Lu Ming really wanted to kill him.

"No, you can't kill me, you are a madman, you are a madman."

Yang Zaitian roared and rushed out of the big pit to escape.

"Humanity!"

Lu Ming whispered and waved a palm, and a huge palm print formed in the sky, blasting towards Yang Zaitian.

"No..."

Yang Zaitian yelled, broke out frantically, trying to resist, but to no avail.

Boom!

The palm prints blasted Yang Zaitian directly into the ground, and there was another big hole on the ground.

The palm prints dissipated, and there was only a mass of flesh left in the big pit.

Yang Zaitian was beaten to pieces by a palm.

"Yang Zaitian is dead, he was killed."

The disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect's eyes widened in shock and stared at him.

After a while, someone reacted and shouted: "Go, go, this Tianyun is a lunatic."

Huh!

Lu Ming's figure is like wind, walking in the void with his feet, stepping out a few steps, and appearing above everyone's heads.

"Who dares to run? Yang Zaitian will end."

Lu Ming's cold voice spread throughout the audience.

The disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect couldn't help but stop, and looked at Lu Ming in horror.

Does Lu Ming want to kill them together?

"Tianyun, what do you want to do? If you kill so many of us, the high-level Shifang Sword Sect will definitely go crazy and will do everything possible to kill you at all costs. At that time, no one can save you."

Someone from the Ten Fang Sword Sect shouted~IndoMTL.com~Who said I was going to kill you? I just want to make a robbery, okay, now, hand in all your storage rings. "

Lu Ming said lightly.

"What? Robbery?"

The Shifangjian faction was stunned.

"Why? If you don't want to hand it over, I don't mind killing it."

Lu Ming glanced around, full of murderous intent.

The faces of the people of the Shifang Sword Sect changed drastically.

"Hand in, I hand in."

Someone finally yelled and compromised.

(End of this chapter) Ten Thousand Dao Dragon Emperor