"It's another iron-like dumbfounder, who wants to be more genius than you, I want your head, and...... What a supernatural power!" Lu Ming slandered in his heart, and he didn't talk at the moment.

As soon as the trick changed, the five shadow clones had already turned into afterimages and disappeared in place, besieging and killing.

Storm tornado!

The white-haired boy hung in the air, the spiritual power on his body surged, and a huge tornado swirled around his body, swallowing the five shadow clones into the tornado, making it difficult to break free.

"Explosion!" Lu Ming made a decision immediately, his mind moved, and he urged the five shadow clones to explode without distress.

Rumble!

The white-haired boy's face changed slightly, he didn't expect his opponent to be so decisive, so quickly he used a killing move and blew himself up. He knew that this spell, once it blew itself up, although the destructive power was amazing, it would consume a lot of spiritual power and would not last.

The white-haired boy reacted very quickly, decisively stepped on the light wind, pulled back, and cut off the connection with the wind tornado. Even so, the spiritual power in his body was surging, and he was slightly injured.

The wind tornado couldn't withstand the impact of the five shadow clones at all, and it was completely shattered, and the violent spiritual power, the residual power was still there, and it continued to rush towards the white-haired boy.

"This is seventh-grade spiritual power, aren't you sixth-grade?!" The white-haired young man endured the discomfort, and only then did he realize that although Lu Ming's spiritual power was strong and boundless, it was indeed the power of the seventh-grade, and there was an essential gap between it and the power of the sixth-grade supernatural power.

Before, he thought it was his own delusion, but it wasn't until he really came into contact that he could be sure that the night envoy in front of him was only the realm of the seventh grade.

But how is this possible? In the realm of the seventh grade, how could he practice the Wind Shadow Storm Spell of the sixth grade consummation, even if the Tianzong Wizard could really cultivate to perfection, where would he have enough spiritual power to display it?

"It's enough to clean you up. Lu Ming snorted coldly, and thousands of wind blades suddenly fell from the sky, slashing towards the white-haired young man, covering the sky and the sun, killing everywhere.

Lu Ming also wanted to directly approach the other party with his teleportation supernatural power, and then break the enemy with one move. However, the protective spiritual power surging around the white-haired young man's body is very strong, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to exert the power of the Sky Splitting Slash, but it will expose the real killing move, making the other party vigilant.

There is only one chance, and Lu Ming must use it at the most certain critical moment.

Facing the wind blade in the sky, the white-haired young man couldn't think about what kind of cat Lu Ming had on his body, and his tricks changed continuously, and a round wind shield appeared, protecting his body and blocking all the wind blades outside.

This wind shield is more subtle than the wind tornado, and while resisting the wind blade, it can also borrow ingenuity to bounce back a large number of wind blades and attack Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's figure was ethereal and fast, dodging all the wind blades, and at the same time consuming the power of time and space again, condensing one wind shadow clone after another, under the cover of the wind blades in the sky, counterattacking the white-haired boy.

At the same time, wind spirit chains burst out of the air, encircling the white-haired boy in all directions, gradually compressing inward, reducing the opponent's room to maneuver.

"Come back!" The white-haired young man was shocked and angry, shocked that Lu Ming, a seventh-grade supernatural power, had an endless stream of spiritual power, and was angry that Lu Ming actually pressed him to a six-grade perfect beat, without any fear of restraint.

Thinking of this, the white-haired young man no longer saved his spiritual power, waved his hand to draw a circle in the air, and for a while, the wind was blowing, and one after another whirlwinds came out of his body and swept away towards the wind shadow clone.

At the same time, the white-haired young man flicked the sleeves of his robe, and the wind wheel slash that had been gathering momentum for a long time also struck, and the wind blade, which was more condensed and sharp than Lu Ming, suddenly swept in all directions, slashing the chains into the air.

"Your spiritual power is not as good as mine, and your wind control magic power is not as good as mine, even if you have a consummation spell in your body, you can't help me at all. The white-haired young man took the initiative to take the initiative, gained the upper hand, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he said unceremoniously.

Indeed, in terms of the Wind Resisting Divine Power alone, Lu Ming is the third early stage, and the other party's Divine Power is likely to have been completed in the fourth level, coupled with the difference in the essence of spiritual power, even if it is the same spell, the power is also different.

But Lu Ming didn't talk at all, he just cast the Wind Resisting Spell in one go, of course he knew the gap between himself and the white-haired boy. However, that's not the point, the point is that he has a way to kill this person, and that's enough.

"I don't want to kill the people of the night, don't force me. The white-haired young man frowned, he could block all of Lu Ming's spells, but he didn't want to really kill Lu Ming.

He knew the rules of the Dark Night Ministry, and there was still room for escape and relaxation after their bounty, but if he killed the people of the Night, it would really be immortal, and more Night Messengers would come over. When the time comes, it won't be as simple as the Bronze Nighteer.

"That's it, there's nothing to compete with a seventh-grade supernatural person, although he can also be regarded as a celestial pride. The white-haired boy retreated, his two brothers should have already gone away, and there was no need to continue to delay time here.

Thinking of this, the white-haired young man chose a direction that was different from Ye Sanxiao, stepped on a gust of wind, and walked away through the air, nearly twice as fast as Lu Ming's speed against the wind.

It's just that the white-haired boy had just dodged the self-detonation power of a wind shadow clone, and was about to ride the wind away, when he suddenly felt an alarm.

The clouds that were floating in the air in front of him actually converged and tumbled, turning into huge cloud palms one after another, overlapping and slapping towards him.

"It's ...... Zhaoyun Divine Power?!" The white-haired young man was taken aback, and when he turned around, he saw that Lu Ming had already caught up and outflanked him before and after the Turning Cloud palm print.

"You're actually a Twin Powers!" the white-haired boy said incredibly as he swept out a hurricane with a wave of his sleeves, dispelling the cloud-turning palm prints.

From the surging breath on the Cloud Turning Palm Print, he could judge that it was indeed from Lu Ming's hand. But the white-haired boy really didn't expect that he would be able to meet a person with two supernatural powers that is unique in a thousand.

"Are the people in the dark night such geniuses?" At this moment, the white-haired boy understood that his talent was indeed inferior to this junior.

It can be seen that the dark night in front of him makes the absolute age not very old. In the dark night, there will be no bronze night messenger who is more than a year old.

"It's a pity to kill such a celestial pride, but ...... There is indeed a sense of accomplishment. Seeing that Lu Ming was chasing after him, the white-haired young man was jealous again, and he suddenly stopped reining in, full of murderous intentions.

"It's not over like this, it's going to take me and you for a long time. Sensing the other party's killing intention, Lu Ming was not surprised, he just wanted to force this person to go all out, so that he could exhaust the opponent's spiritual power and create an opportunity for himself to teleport out of the knife.

"I'll show you the power of the real six-rank wind shadow storm spell!" The white-haired young man secretly drank in his heart, his trick changed again, and one after another condensed shadow clones walked out of his body, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the next moment he had already rushed to Lu Ming's side.

"It's now!" Lu Ming's eyes lit up, and he felt that when the white-haired boy cast this powerful spell, he was weak for a moment.

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