"Xiao Ran, the battle of the feudal marquis is very important, you can't be willful, you must work together with others and go all out. On the edge of the ring, Su Luoyan, who had been recuperating behind closed doors, suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at Shi Ran, and reminded solemnly.

"Got it, Master, you've said it several times. Shi Ran nodded with a smile, looking very well-behaved in front of Su Luoyan.

Turning his face, Shi Ran's eyes were only sly, and he said secretly: "Master really underestimates me, if it weren't for her old man to stop me, I would have a chance to be a marquis, how can I allow outsiders to be arrogant here?"

Glancing at Lu Ming in the center of the ring, Shi Ran was even more unconvinced, looking at his age, he was about the same age as himself, how powerful could he be, and he would make you ugly in a while.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lu Ming still maintained a smile on his face, first clasped his fists at Zhuo Changkong and saluted, and then bowed respectfully to the adults watching the battle around him. On this occasion, he can't be rude, otherwise he will inevitably be criticized. This kind of low-level mistake Lu Ming would not make.

Zhuo Changkong, the supervision envoy from the General Division, nodded to Lu Ming, and said expressionlessly: "The battle of the feudal marquis is not trivial, once it starts, life and death are at your own risk. Until one side admits defeat or dies, the war can be stopped. Do you understand?"

"Xia Guan understands. Lu Ming clenched his fists again and said with a straight face.

"Okay!" Zhuo Changkong turned his head to look in the direction of Daoji.

After Luo Yan and the other deputy commanders nodded their heads, ten young Tianjiao from the Dao Division suddenly jumped up to the martial arts and separated around Lu Ming.

There are two people standing on the left and right sides of the front and back, and they are all seven-rank consummation true martial artists. On the periphery, it was Shi Ran and another young man.

Only then did Lu Ming know that there was another supernatural powerhouse here, who did not release his breath until this time, and he was a seventh-grade wind-resisting supernatural power.

"It's the same with you, if you can't catch it, admit defeat in time, and the official will come to the rescue. Otherwise, life and death are at your own risk. Zhuo Changkong glanced at everyone and said loudly.

"Yes, sir. Ten people agreed in unison.

Zhuo Changkong jumped off the martial arts at this time, and shouted: "Open the formation!"

Airplanes!

The huge ring with a radius of 100 zhang was suddenly shrouded in a layer of spiritual power, which was enough to ensure that the battle in the ring would not spread to the outside, and it would not affect the onlookers to watch the battle.

When the formation was opened, it was also the time when the battle began, almost as soon as Zhuo Changkong's voice fell, the eight true martial artists in the ring had already moved, but only six of them came to surround and kill Lu Ming.

The other two retreated to the side of the two supernatural powers, one to protect Shi Ran, and the other to protect the wind supernatural person.

Lu Ming is both a wind control supernatural and a true martial artist, and the layout of ten people is also to prevent Lu Ming from breaking out of the encirclement and directly attacking and killing two vital supernatural powers in close quarters.

Suck!

Almost at the moment when the ten people left, Lu Ming also moved, and the water vapor on the entire martial arts seemed to be drained by him in one fell swoop, and the clouds and mist steamed up, enveloping the martial arts in an instant, so that people could only vaguely see that there were figures flying in the ring, swords flying together, and qi and blood steaming like a drying oven.

But before anyone could complain, a whirlwind suddenly blew in the ring, and where the long wind passed, the clouds and mist quickly dissipated, and the originally vague battle situation became clear again.

It's just that it was these few blinks of an eye, and the onlookers were shocked to find that four people had fallen on top of the martial arts.

There was no Lu Ming, but four young true martial artists from the Dao Division, all of them were so soft that they were on the stage, although there was no bloodshed and no wounds, they were all unconscious.

"This is too fast, is it?!" Many people exclaimed, they didn't even see when Lu Ming made his move.

Even the Daoist masters who were watching from the edge of the ring, as well as the monitoring envoy Zhuo Changkong, couldn't help but widen their eyes and secretly praised it.

Ordinary people can't see clearly, but their eyesight is amazing and their perception is extraordinary, but they roughly know how Lu Ming did it.

Fast, accurate and steady!

At the same time as the clouds and mist shrouded the six true martial artists, Lu Ming drew his sword, his figure was like a dream, and the long knife was like a wave crashing on the shore, and six knives were slashed out in a row, the knife was precise and tricky, knocking four of them unconscious.

It's not that those four young people are too weak, on the contrary, they all have seven-rank martial arts, and most of them have cultivated to the level of Dacheng.

However, under the interference of clouds and mist, these four people all wanted to attack and defend with the strongest martial arts, but they fell behind. The higher the level of martial arts, the longer it takes to build momentum, and using it in a hurry will only backfire, but it is not as easy to use as some low-grade martial arts.

For example, the remaining two true martial artists, this is the case, they did not use their strongest martial arts, but used the eight-rank martial arts to defend with the realm of consummation, and blocked Lu Ming's long knife, winning a chance for themselves to fight again.

"Stupid! These people only know how to practice behind closed doors on weekdays, and they don't even have this experience. Su Luoyan scolded in a low voice, not caring at all about the face of Yun Qinggu, the master of the Transmission Hall.

Because three of these four people are from the Gongtang Hall, I didn't expect that all of them were not the enemies of others.

"Haha...... This is also something that can't be helped, after all, the Chuangong Hall is not what my Law Enforcement Hall is used to seeing every day, and it is understandable that there was a slight miss under a sneak attack. The law enforcement hall master Kong Wu laughed, although he was excusing Yun Qinggu, he was stupid, and he didn't notice that Yun Qinggu's face was a little darker.

"Hmph! You have to thank others for their mercy, otherwise you will have no successor to the Gongtang. After this battle, send them to the Law Enforcement Hall to experience half a year, and they can come back alive and cultivate well. Su Luoyan glared at Kong Wu, and he didn't have a good air.

Bang Bang!

The clouds and mist dispersed, and in full view of everyone, Lu Ming's long knife did not pause, but used the stacking wave knife technique to the extreme, and two knives in succession, once again repelled the remaining two.

However, the two true warriors were on guard, and under the joint force, they were not injured, but aroused greater fighting spirit.

But Lu Ming's target was no longer the two of them, after he returned with the second sword in vain, he decisively took advantage of his body to fold, stepped on a cloud of mist, and flew faster in the air towards the wind control supernatural power on the periphery.

If he wants to continue to use his cloud magic power, Lu Ming has to break the wind control power first.

Buzzing......

At this moment, an extremely piercing and high-pitched sound of the piano suddenly came from behind Lu Ming, and in no particular order from this sound, it was a spiritual power attack that almost broke the sound barrier.

"What kind of magical power is this?!" Lu Ming was taken aback, hurriedly turned around, and waved his knife like splashing ink, protecting his whole body, and at the same time urging the golden light of the protective body, guarding layer by layer.

Ding Ding ......

With a series of crisp sounds, Lu Ming's lancet was unable to completely block that wave of sharp spiritual power, and the golden light of the protective body swayed for a while.

"It's her!" Lu Ming looked at Shi Ran, who was being held at the other end, and finally saw this woman's unique magical powers.