"How could it be ......" Until Lu Ming was far away, Sun Shengfu hadn't come back to his senses, and his full strength and martial arts had not yet been exerted, so why did he end up with a sword destroying people?

Isn't this Lu Ming just entering the late stage of the Nine Grades not long ago? According to the news, it is true that his body method is perfect, but the only Nine Rank Sword Method seems to be a great success, how can he cut through his own defense with one sword?

Thinking about that knife carefully, Sun Shengfu was still in a nightmare, unable to calm down for a long time.

That knife is indeed not perfect or amazing, but the power of qi and blood contained in it is beyond the later stage, and it is close to the consummation of the ninth grade.

Seeing that the two Nine Rank True Martial Artists who were guarding him were about to be defeated by Wang Zhaodi and others, Sun Shengfu calmed down, took out a communication jade slip, and said in a fierce voice: "Please be sure to intercept Lu Ming's son, there is evidence of taking photos on him." ”

Subsequently, Sun Shengfu was shackled by Wang Zhaodi, who rushed over, and there was no resistance. Losing his long sword and right hand, Sun Shengfu's strength was gone, and he didn't dare to resist at all, otherwise he would probably be killed on the spot and lose his last chance to live.

"Hurry up and support the hall master and the other brothers!" Wang Zhaodi glanced at the two corpses lying on the ground, and urged the other demon envoys with a blank face.

Lu Ming's knife really made Wang Zhaodi feel amazing. However, in hindsight, she remembered the explosive qi and blood method that Lu Ming had used, and it didn't seem so difficult to understand.

With her and Sun Shengfu's eyesight, they still can't see the mystery hidden in Lu Ming's knife. Although it is the realm of the late stage of the Nine Grades and the opening sword technique of Dacheng, but the grasp of the fighter and the situation, Lu Ming is the real top of the Eight Grades, how can there be a reason to miss?

At this time, Lu Ming naturally had no time to guess the psychological activities of Sun Shengfu and Wang Zhaodi, there were still many things to deal with in addition to a tough battle tonight, and the opportunity was fleeting.

When he rushed out of the secret passage, Lu Ming saw a group of demon envoys under the leadership of Lang Song, advancing and retreating with dozens of city guards. It seems that Lang Song had expected this and did not show the slightest panic.

It's just that there is one more master in the late stage of the ninth rank among the city guards, so that the demon envoys can't break the siege in a short time.

Seeing this, Lu Ming didn't say a word, stepped on the smoke and clouds, and penetrated into the battlefield without touching a single leaf, and opened the mountain with another sword, descending without any fireworks, and went straight to the back of the late Jiupin master.

Clang!

This person reacted very quickly, and after a sudden and cheerful sneak attack, a donkey rolled around, and avoided the key point in embarrassment, only to be cut in the thigh by Lu Ming, spilling a handful of blood.

Lu Ming was unexpectedly surprised, and only then did he realize that the strength of this master in the late stage of the ninth grade was still above Sun Shengfu.

This person is probably a killer secretly cultivated by the county government, not so much stronger, but more experienced in combat, and more aware of how to kill and survive.

"Hall Master be careful, his path is very strange. Lang Song's reminder was a little late, but Lu Ming didn't care about it now, what he cared about was a figure that suddenly appeared above his head.

"Divine Powers!" Lu Ming almost immediately noticed the familiar fluctuations on the other party's body, and he didn't have to think much to know that he was probably a demon subduing supernatural from Qinglan Mountain.

"It's really bloody, and even the supernatural powers of Qinglan Mountain have been invited. Lu Ming gritted his teeth, and he didn't care about continuing to chase and kill the master of the late Jiupin period, so he turned around and fled to the west.

"I'll leave it to you, I'll go hunt down the demons!" Before leaving, Lu Ming gave an order to Lang Song, so as not to cause panic because of the supernatural powers.

He had already sensed that Wang Zhaodi and others were about to come to help, presumably with the strength of the twelve demon envoys, he would not be defeated by a group of city guards plus three nine products.

The most important thing is that Lu Ming guessed that this supernatural person must be chasing and killing him, because the photo ball is on his body.

Only by luring away this supernatural person can we avoid the greater loss of the Law Enforcement Hall, and only then can we really make a move in a no-man's place and bury the corpse.

The wind was howling, Lu Ming was rushing like the wind in the dark night, and only he could sense it, and there was a dark shadow ten zhang above his head that followed closely.

"It seems that this Qinglan Mountain supernatural person doesn't want to reveal his true body in front of people, which is really what I want. Lu Ming was faster, running clouds and smoke walking between the mountains, like walking on flat ground.

In just a quarter of an hour, Lu Ming had already led the other party fifty miles away and into a valley, where the silence was even a little harsh.

Arriving here, Lu Ming finally stopped, looked up at the black shadow overhead, and said, "Come out!"

"Can you even detect me?" A figure slowly fell, but still stepping on the green wind, suspended three feet above Lu Ming, and asked with some surprise.

"This guy is more careful than the previous one, a dignified mid-stage eighth-rank supernatural power, and he is still afraid of me, a true martial artist in the late nine-rank stage......" Lu Ming was a little surprised when he saw that the other party did not land.

"You are the demon subduer of Qinglan Mountain, you dare to collude with the county government and collude with demons, aren't you afraid that Yunkong Mountain will ask for the crime?" Lu Ming secretly urged the shadow ball, and shouted loudly.

"This kind of little trick, do you think you can hide it from me? Yes, I am from Qinglan Mountain, and I am just taking what I need with the county government and evil cultivators. Why, you keep the evidence, don't you still think you can send it out?" The man sneered, unimpressed by Lu Ming's secret actions.

"It's enough to have your words, have the ability to kill me!" Lu Ming smiled, put away the photo ball, hooked his finger at the sky, and said provocatively.

"It's just a breath to kill you!" The man smiled indifferently, the wind under his feet was loud, and a spiritual power wind blade visible to the naked eye suddenly pierced the night sky, with a speed like lightning, slashing towards Lu Ming.

Lu Ming stepped on the smoke and clouds, his figure was flickering, and he dodged the sharp wind blade. However, the supernatural person didn't care, and as soon as the trick changed, the wind blade actually moved, split into three, and surrounded Lu Ming with extreme agility.

"There are two hits!" Lu Ming secretly praised in his heart, a little envious of the other party's technique.

"But that's all. Broken!" Lu Ming secretly drank in his heart, the lancet in his hand was no longer clumsy, turned into a thunderbolt, and flashed in front of him.

The three wind blades shattered suddenly, turning into scattered aura and dissipating away.

At the same time, the dirt under Lu Ming's feet cracked, and his figure jumped up, three feet away from the ground, and rushed towards the supernatural person with a shocked look.

"Eight pins?!" This person exclaimed, he didn't fall in love, but he stepped on the green wind and suddenly rose a few feet.

"Give me down, you!" How could Lu Ming let him escape, and the spiritual energy in his body surged, and the wind spirit chain flashed out of thin air, setting it on the other party.