Because the final showdown of the battle of luck is not visible to most people, only the high-level of those hegemonic forces can see it.

These days, Tianjiao's combat power has been passed on, and there are very few people who have seen it with their own eyes, and now they finally have a chance.

Boom, boom, boom...

Lu Ming stepped on the void step by step, and with each step, the aura on Ling Yunkong's body would be stronger.

In the end, the aura on his body was as powerful as the Ancient Divine Mountain, and the huge pressure pressed towards Lu Ming.

Xiao Zhan and the Xiao family sisters, their bodies couldn't help but retreat again and again, and their eyes were extremely frightened.

They felt that in front of Ling Yunkong, they were like ants, and it was impossible to resist at all.

"Brother Lu!"

The Xiao family sisters looked at Lu Ming, extremely worried.

Ling Yunkong is so powerful, can Lu Ming be the enemy?

However, Lu Ming's figure was as steady as a rock, motionless, and he didn't even move the corners of his clothes.

Ling Yunkong's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

The person who can not move in the slightest in his momentum is not simple.

"You're not bad, it's worth my shot, what's your name?"

Ling Yunkong opened his mouth, which surprised many people.

Ling Yunkong actually said that Lu Ming was worthy of his shot, and that young man who stood there motionless was so strong?

"You're not qualified to know my name!"

Lu Ming said lightly.

Lu Ming's voice was not loud, but it spread like a storm, spreading throughout the audience, making people's eyes widen.

Lu Ming, actually said that Ling Yunkong was not qualified to know his name?

Crazy, crazy, crazy.

Who is Ling Yunkong? One of the top ten heavenly arrogances of the hegemonic force Hanging Mountain, although it is only ranked tenth, there are more than 10 million disciples under the Hanging Mountain Sect, geniuses are like rain, and masters are like clouds, and being able to stand out among the endless geniuses and rank tenth, which shows how terrifying Ling Yun is.

But now, Lu Ming said that Ling Yunkong was not even qualified to know his name?

"It's too arrogant, this young man, I'm afraid that he walked out of the deep mountains, he hasn't seen the world, he is so ignorant of the sky!"

"In my opinion, it's just a frog at the bottom of the well, I think I have some ability, so I don't put the world's heroes in my eyes, look at it, wait a minute, he will be very miserable!"

"I seem to have heard his name, from the Xiao family, it seems to be called Lu Shaoqing!"

"Lu Shaoqing, I've never heard of it, now that the battle of luck has just passed, all the powerful Tianjiao have become famous all over the world, but I haven't heard of this name, didn't he participate in the battle of automobile transportation?"

"Look, I'm right, this person must be a hillbilly who just came out of the mountains!"

Near Xiao's house, there was a lot of discussion.

Xiao Zhan, Ah Hui and Ah Lei were also terrified, and Lu Ming's words didn't anger Ling Yunkong even more.

"Hahaha!"

Sure enough, Ling Yunkong hurriedly laughed, his eyes were cold, and said: "Crazy, really crazy, I, Ling Yunkong, was said to be crazy, but you are mader than me, but crazy, you also have to have crazy capital, wait a minute, I will make you not crazy at all!"

"What you said is right, madness must also have crazy capital, otherwise it is looking for death!"

Lu Ming smiled faintly.

Obviously, Lu Ming's words were about Ling Yunkong.

"Then let you see my capital!"

Rumble!

As the words fell, Ling Yun stepped heavily, waved his palm, and a blue crystal sword light slashed towards Lu Ming, with a terrifying and terrifying aura, as if it was about to split the entire heaven and earth.

Lu Ming smiled faintly, the spear shook, the dragon roared out, and a spear burst out, blasting together with the sword light.

Rumble!

The energy exploded, the space vibrate, and the spear and sword light dissipated together.

Ling Yunkong did not move, and Lu Ming did not move.

"Blocked, that Lu Shaoqing, actually blocked Ling Yunkong's knife, incredible!"

"How could this person have such a powerful fighting power?"

Some people shouted incredulously.

"Spirit Fetus Sevenfold Peak!"

Lu Ming's eyes moved.

He already knew that Ling Yunkong's cultivation had reached the realm of the sevenfold peak of the spirit fetus.

This was placed half a year ago, in the battle of Eastern Wilderness, there was already a realm such as the Demon Lord Luo Tian.

However, Lu Ming felt that Ling Yunkong's combat power should not be as strong as Luo Tian, and his talent should be a little weaker than Luo Tian.

Not to mention that half a year has passed since the battle of luck, Ling Yunkong has only reached the peak of the seventh spirit fetus now, and from this point of view, he is worse than Luo Tian.

After all, Luo Tian is ranked tenth among all the human races in the Eastern Wilderness.

"Yes, if you can take me a knife, then try to take me another knife!"

"Hundred Waves Knife Fight!"

The aura on Ling Yunkong's body was even stronger, the sword broke through the air, and the sound of stormy waves actually sounded in the air.

Lingyunkong's sword rays, like ocean waves, wave after wave, slashed towards the landing sound.

Swish!

Lu Ming's spear shook, and the spear condensed by True Yuan skyrocketed sharply, like the pillar of optimus, and on it, there was a five-colored light.

Yes, five colors, five moods.

Just now, Lu Ming devoured the artistic conception of water of Ling Kai and others, and he had been refining, and at this time, Lu Ming's artistic conception of water broke through in one fell swoop, reaching the third level of small success.

Although it is not on par with the artistic conception of the earth, wind, fire and thunder, etc., the five artistic conceptions burst out together, and the power is still very amazing.

Rumble!

The huge spear crushed down with a very direct and domineering momentum, sweeping away all obstacles.

Boom, boom, boom...

Between heaven and earth, there was a constant vibration, and Ling Yunkong's sword was constantly crushed, constantly shattered, and finally, the spear kept smashing towards Ling Yunkong.

"How so?"

Ling Yunkong's pupils contracted sharply, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

How could Lu Ming be so strong, breaking his Bailang Sword Decisive in one fell swoop, and still having the strength to smash at him?

All around, all the people watching the battle were also staring at each other in disbelief.

Lu Ming's shot was so amazing, unimaginably powerful, and he actually began to suppress Ling Yunkong, one of the top ten heavenly arrogances in the Hanging Mountain.

Ling Yun roared in the sky, his long hair flew, and the war knife in his hand kept slashing out.

In a short period of time, at least a few thousand knives were slashed out to block Lu Ming's spear, but the result was that he retreated for a thousand meters, and his chest continued to rise and fall.

"That's all that strength, how strong did I think it was, it's a miracle that you can still live until now!"

Lu Ming said indifferently.

Ling Yunkong's face turned red.

He was very crazy just now, and he said that he had to be crazy and have the qualifications to be crazy, but it turned out that in front of Lu Ming, he had no qualifications to be crazy at all, and what he said was like slapping himself in the face.

This made him angry, furious, and eager to kill Lu Ming.

"Die!"

Ling Yunkong roared, and at the same time, a giant elephant appeared above his head.

This giant elephant has five golden chakras around it.

The fifth-level bloodline of the god level, sure enough, is weaker than Luo Tian.

But think about it, the Hanging Mountain is only the same level of strength as the Emperor Heavenly Divine Palace or the Heavenly Corpse Sect, and Ling Yunkong is only ranked tenth in the Hanging Mountain, if the tenth place is as strong as Luo Tian, wouldn't it mean that the Hanging Mountain is as strong as the entire Eastern Wilderness Human Race?

This is obviously impossible.

(End of chapter)