Everlasting Dragon Emperor Chapter 58: Storm Pill

Boom!

A powerful breath erupted from Lu Ming's body, his true energy surging, and his long hair flying.

At this moment, Lu Ming's breath is no weaker than Ning Feng.

In the battle with Ning Feng just now, Lu Ming only displayed 50% of his strength.

And now, ten percent.

Dang!

The two smashed into each other fiercely, the swords intersected, sparks were flying everywhere, and the sharp sword aura pierced the air and shot/shot in all directions.

Touch! bump!

After the blow, both of them stepped back several steps at the same time.

"Damn it, kill!"

Ning Feng yelled, and slammed to Lu Ming again.

"War!"

Lu Ming's eyes were like electricity, his hair fluttered, his body exuded a surging fighting spirit, he stepped heavily on his feet, and slew towards Ning Feng.

Dang! when! ...

The two are constantly bombarding each other, their sword aura is flying, flying horizontally and horizontally, extremely strong.

In a blink of an eye, there are dozens of tricks, and the two will win or lose.

"How could this be? Impossible? How could Lu Ming be so strong?"

Ning Feng was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

With his seven-fold cultivation base of a martial artist, plus the Huang-level high-grade swordsmanship that is known for his speed, he has already cultivated to the fifth level.

It can be said that the sword is like the wind and fast as lightning.

However, Lu Ming was able to completely block it, not only was his true energy not weaker than him, but his swordsmanship was not bad at all.

Where did he know that Lu Ming cultivated a god-level technique, and his true energy was three times as strong as ordinary true energy.

As early as when Dragon Fighting Technique was only the first level, Lu Ming was able to slay his opponent across a level.

Now that the Dragon Dragon Real Technique goes further, even if Ning Feng is two levels higher than Lu Ming, he can't defeat Lu Ming even if he cultivates to the second level.

Not only Ning Feng, but all the people watching the battle around Vermilion Terrace were extremely shocked.

It's incredible that Lu Ming was able to draw a tie with Ning Feng, who broke through to the seventh level of the martial artist.

One by one, holding his breath, staring at the battle platform, for fear of disturbing the two people on the battle platform.

Dang! when!

On the Suzaku stage, the two continue to fight.

"Martial Master Seventh Layer is really not weak, but as long as I burst out of blood, I can beat him immediately, but it is not the time yet. Moreover, the time for the blood of the Martial Master realm to burst is only two minutes. After two minutes, Ning Feng will not Is my opponent."

Lu Ming was thinking.

The two figures are constantly interlacing on the Vermilion stage, with sword aura overflowing.

Soon, there was a hundred moves.

At this moment, the blood light on Ning Feng's body quickly dissipated.

The time has come for the blood to burst.

"Not good!"

In the stands, Ning Kong's expression changed.

Dang!

On the Suzaku stage, the two crossed another sword.

Touch!

This time, Ning Feng was directly blasted out, his face pale, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Ning Feng is injured!"

There was an uproar at the scene and looked at the stage in shock.

"It's time for Ning Feng's bloodline to explode. It seems that Ning Feng is about to lose."

"It is incredible that Ning Feng is not Lu Ming's opponent."

"Have you noticed that Lu Ming hasn't exploded in blood yet!"

"What? It seems to be true. I haven't noticed this just now. It's amazing."

"Genius, super genius, how arrogant Lu Ming is, he clearly has this capital!"

Around the Vermilion Terrace, whether it was a new disciple, an old disciple, or an elder, they were all talking to each other in shock.

"Brother Lu Ming, come on, you are the best!"

Pang Shi flushed with excitement, waving his arms and shouting.

"Brother Lu Ming is mighty!"

Immediately afterwards, other disciples shouted.

These are all new disciples who started this year. They couldn't help but feel proud when they saw that Lu Ming, the disciple who started with them, was so strong.

Is the old disciple great? Our new disciple can still defeat you!

At this moment, Lu Ming has become an idol in many people's hearts.

"This guy!"

Hua Chi muttered to himself, and there was a hint of admiration deep in his eyes.

He has always been arrogant, and when he first met Lu Ming, he threatened to defeat him in the future.

But now, he knows that Lu Ming's talent is not something he can match.

In the stands, Ruan **** and Feng Wu opened their mouths slightly, staring blankly.

Especially Ruan ****. A month ago, Lu Ming announced that she would challenge Ning Feng in a month. She was still quite unhappy, thinking that Lu Ming was too arrogant.

But now she understands that she was wrong, Lu Ming is not arrogant, he is self-confidence, and he has this capital self-confidence.

"Hey, Ning Kong, it looks like your baby boy is going to lose."

In the stands, Mulan smiled happily, and the smiling branches trembled.

"Really? The outcome has not been divided yet?"

Ning Kong clenched his fists and said murderously in his eyes.

"What?"

Moulin couldn't help having a bad feeling.

Suzaku on the stage.

"Ning Feng, the time for blood to burst has come, now, let's send you on the road!"

Lu Ming looked at Ning Feng lightly.

"Hahaha, Lu Ming, you want to defeat me, dream, you forced me!"

Ning Feng laughed, and then with a move of his hand, a pill appeared and he swallowed it in one mouthful.

Boom!

When Ning Feng swallowed this pill, a powerful breath suddenly burst out of his body. This breath was powerful and tyrannical.

Compared to just now, it has doubled.

"Lu Ming, die!"

Ning Feng roared, his eyes were bloodshot, his feet stepped on, and there was a roar~IndoMTL.com~ Even the battlefield made a vibrating sound, his body turned into a gust of wind, and he screamed at Lu to kill.

"Cannot be hardwired!"

A dignified color flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, and the dragon and snake stepped forward, moving away.

But still a step slower, Ning Feng's sword aura swept toward him.

Touch!

Lu Ming blocked with a long sword, a sharp and violent force surged towards him, and his figure could not help but slid back ten meters.

"Storm Pill, Ning Kong, you are despicable, and you actually used the Storm Pill. This competition is already unfair. This is the end."

In the stands, Mulan stood up suddenly, shouting with an ugly face.

"Moulin, what do you want to do? On the Vermilion stage, there is a life and death battle, but there is no doubt that you can use the pill!"

Ning Kong also got up and sneered.

"Using the elixir is unfair, and what is the life and death battle."

Moulin drank coldly and was about to rush to Vermilion Terrace.

But Ning Kong burst into a powerful aura, locked on Mulan, and sneered: "Mulan, Vermilion is fighting for life and death, no one else can interfere, do you want to break the door rules."

"Damn it! Despicable!"

Mullam’s teeth clenched, Xing’s eyes widened, but Ning Kong stared to death.

At this time, on the Vermilion stage, Ning Feng had already launched a violent attack.

"Lu Ming, die, Wind Demon Sword Technique-Wind Slashes the World."

"Wind Magic Sword Technique-Hurricane Destroyed."

The violent sword aura tears through all obstacles, breaks through the air and cuts Lu Ming's head straight.

"The strength has increased twice, so I can only avoid its edge first and find a chance to fight back!"

Lu Ming moved his body and displayed his dragon and snake steps. While walking with his footwork, he resisted the sword energy that was directed at him.

Boom! boom!

With seven or eight moves in a row, Lu Ming kept backing away.

Lu Ming was not an opponent at all, he was suppressed, and a puff of blood ran from the corner of his mouth.