When he saw the golden light on Lu Ming's body, Sun Ze was in a cold sweat for an instant, but he quickly forced himself to calm down and stayed where he was, not daring to make the slightest move.

"He is a nine-grade consummation ......" Thinking of this, Sun Ze still felt that he was dreaming, and it was a nightmare that he couldn't wake up from.

Even in the middle of the ninth grade, Sun Ze was barely acceptable. But how can it be the Nine Perfections? Because it doesn't make sense.

Sun Ze didn't dwell on this issue for too long, since it was already a fact, it was important to come up with the next countermeasures as soon as possible.

Sun Ze's mind was racing, and he soon thought of some possibilities, some possibilities that were originally like a fantasy.

"Lu Ming is the ninth consummation, then, my previous guess is wrong. The Ant Monarch was not betrayed, but was defeated and imprisoned by Lu Ming, so there was an abnormality?" Sun Ze thought of this, and he had already begun to retreat.

If Lu Ming can die in the hands of Sun Qinglian, of course everything will be fine, but if Sun Qinglian is also planted, will he still have a way to live?

"You must retreat to the city as soon as possible, even if Lu Ming wants to deal with me, he must have evidence. Sun Ze was very decisive, and he didn't care about watching the battle anymore, let alone looking at Lu Ming's fate.

He is just a true martial artist who has just entered the ninth grade, and in the face of Lu Ming, the ninth rank of consummation, he doesn't even have a chance to win by sneak attack.

Recognizing this, Sun Ze did not hesitate any longer, and was ready to leave.

However, before he could move, Lu Ming froze in place again, and couldn't help but take a step back higher.

On the trunk of the tree under him, two black ants with the size of a human head had emerged at some point, clinging to them, and their cold eyes stared directly at Sun Ze, leaving him with no way to escape.

......

In the face of Sun Qinglian's 'compliment', Lu Ming only tightened the lancet in his hand and did not respond. If you want to fight, you can fight, what are you doing with so much nonsense with dead people?

Sun Qinglian didn't want to get Lu Ming's explanation, and when her voice fell, she had already taken the initiative to attack.

The silver spear was broken, Sun Qinglian still did not lose the slightest momentum, holding the gun in her right hand, and the stick in her left hand, stabbing suddenly, the tip of the gun was as steady as a rock, and the trajectory of the short stick was difficult to find.

In the face of such an opponent in the same realm, Lu Ming did not have the slightest carelessness, the knife walked with him, erratic, and the perfect thunder knife cooperated with the cloud and smoke steps, just like the sun accompanied by clouds and mist, and every time the knife spit out, it was dazzling and murderous.

Bell ......

The figures of the two of them joined together, the blades of the knives and spears flickering like iron flowers, and the splinters of stone and earth that shot out pierced through the surrounding trees.

The two Nine Rank Perfection Realm, coupled with the Perfect Martial Arts, can be said to have reached the peak of strength and skill in the Nine Grades, and they are impeccable, and it is not easy to distinguish the winner from the loser in a short period of time.

But Lu Ming obviously felt that he had the upper hand. There is no other reason, the weapon in Sun Qinglian's hand was damaged, which still had some impact on his strength after all.

It's just that if you want to really defeat the other party, it is difficult to work with only one and a half moves.

At the moment, it depends on which of the two has stronger endurance and persists longer.

Therefore, Lu Ming can be said to be stabbing one after another, and he will definitely not give Sun Qinglian a chance to swallow the qi and blood pills. As for himself, if he really needs to, he only needs to consume a little time and space strength, and he can continue to breathe and blood.

Lu Ming can also induce the ant power blood in his body, and he can reduce ten times with one force, ensuring that he can slash Sun Qinglian alive with one sword.

But it was not easy to catch such a good opponent, Lu Ming was really a little reluctant, practicing more swords, laying a solid foundation and increasing actual combat experience, isn't it fragrant?

Anyway, that Sun Ze has been targeted by No. 2 and No. 3, and let him taste the taste of facing black ants for a while longer, which can be regarded as his own heart.

Therefore, this passionate battle has become a protracted battle between two Jiupin Perfection masters, the collision of knives and guns, every time Lu Ming trembles, and the qi and blood in his body are boiling and burning, as if endless.

The battle stalemate lasted for a quarter of an hour, and Lu Ming was hungry, but he did not stop the exchange of breath, but became more and more courageous, as if he did not want to die.

The golden light on his body also became a little thinner, and he shrank back by half a foot, but fortunately, there were no traces of injury.

On the other hand, Sun Qinglian is also panting like a cow, but she still shoots steadily, and there is no leakage between offense and defense. This person's actual combat experience is obviously richer than Lu Ming's, at least in terms of saving qi and blood, he is stronger.

At the moment, it seems that Sun Qinglian's state is still better than Lu Ming's, although, because of the destruction of the spear, he was targeted by Lu Ming, slashed a knife, and there was a flesh roll on his shoulder.

But Sun Qinglian didn't care, he knew the true meaning of the battle, and he must not be overwhelmed in momentum, otherwise he would only be defeated.

On the contrary, after realizing that Lu Ming's qi and blood had declined seriously, Sun Qinglian shot faster, and also did not give Lu Ming a chance to swallow pills, just to compare who could consume whom.

"It's time to end the day. How could Lu Ming not realize the gap between himself and Sun Qinglian, but he was not discouraged, but instead used the power of time and space exploration to absorb the other party's actual combat skills and experience, and he had a lot of experience.

It's just that if it continues like this, he may not be able to hold on, and it will be a bit of a loss if he gets injured again.

Therefore, Lu Ming finally stopped hiding, and used the power of time and space exploration to gain insight into the opponent's defensive corners, and rushed out with a knife, cutting through the crook of Sun Qinglian's thigh dangerously.

Laugh at!

A blood arrow spurted out, this knife could not be described as vicious, and Sun Qinglian's eyes showed panic for the first time.

Although it is not a vital point, after this knife, his body can no longer be maintained, and he will soon be full of loopholes, and finally lose.

There was no need to think about it at all, Sun Qinglian was ready to retreat as soon as possible, and when he was leaving, he suddenly burst out with the most violent shot, and after repelling Lu Ming, he endured his injuries and retreated violently.

In line with Sun Ze's thoughts, as long as he returned to Qinglan City, Lu Ming would not be able to help him.

It's a pity, how could Lu Ming give him a chance to escape, Yunyanbu ran to the limit, three steps in a row, he had already jumped high, raised his knife and slashed at Sun Qinglian's back.

"Looking for death!" Sun Qinglian's back of her head seemed to have eyes, and she stabbed out a shot without looking back, pointing at Lu Ming's blade accurately.

The short stick in Sun Qinglian's left hand also followed, sweeping out, containing the remaining half of his qi and blood power.

The shot is just to block Lu Ming's killer knife, and the short stick is the killing move, once Lu Ming is in a hurry to chase after him, he will inevitably be seriously injured.

"It's a good shot, it's a pity to ......" Lu Ming sneered, as if he had already expected the other party's move.

When the long knife came, the qi and blood on Lu Ming's body suddenly exploded, and the first weight of the ant power blood was decisively triggered by him.

Yikes!

Sun Qinglian's spear was split from beginning to end, and as for himself, his eyebrows were a little red, and he didn't even have a chance to swing the short stick.