Xi Fengmao asked with a gloomy face, "Did you kill Senior Brother Fengyu and many children of the Xi family?" ”

"That's right. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Lu Ming said with a calm face.

Xi Fengmao's eyes were full of resentment when he looked at Lu Ming, "Then you will die." As he spoke, his breath rushed up and rushed directly towards Lu Ming.

Everyone looked at Xi Fengmao with a shocked face, this aura was actually not in the early stage of foundation building, but in the appalling late stage of foundation building, the late stage of foundation building at the age of twenty-one.

The most frightening thing is the children of the Xi family, Xi Fengmao's cultivation has been surpassed by Xi Fengyu, and there are a lot of rumors on weekdays.

Only when you have reached the foundation building period will you understand the difficulty of cultivation, even in the immortal cultivation realm with abundant spiritual energy.

Although Lu Ming was shocked in his heart, his reaction was not slow, and his divine sense dragged the magic sword and slashed straight towards Xi Fengmao.

Xi Fengmao dodged sideways, and his strong and powerful hand like an eagle's claw grabbed Lu Ming's magic sword.

Lu Ming suddenly changed color, it was a physical cultivation, no wonder his usual cultivation was not obvious, and the cultivation of physical cultivation was much more difficult than refining qi.

The magic in his hand changed, and a sharp stab suddenly stabbed out from under the magic sword.

Xi Fengmao had no choice but to withdraw his hand and continue to rush towards Lu Ming.

Lu Ming retreated, the magic sword in his hand did not stop, and the magic sword that was stabbed by the ground stabbed directly towards Xi Fengmao's heart.

Xi Fengmao stared at Lu Ming closely, and directly did not dodge or dodge, and the magic clothes on his body gradually lit up, blocking the magic sword.

Lu Ming grabbed a handful of talisman seals from the storage bag, and in the flash of aura, a large number of spells fell towards Xi Fengmao, forcing Xi Fengmao to run around, while Lu Ming took the opportunity to retreat more than a dozen steps.

The children of the Xi family saw that Xi Fengmao was forced by Fu Seal to fall into the disadvantage, and as soon as a magic sword rose into the air, they were about to rush to help, but they were blocked by the Yang family of the dealer.

Lu Ming pinched the trick in his hand, and a blazing white fireball appeared on his fingertips, and the majestic divine consciousness poured out, manipulating the fireball, and flew towards Xi Fengmao.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Xi Fengmao's magic robe lit up again, the spiritual light in his right hand gathered, and he roared, and he actually punched the fireball.

"Boom"

Everyone in the melee couldn't help but look over and gasp.

Although he had long known that Lu Ming's spells were extremely powerful, he was even more shocked when he really saw it.

The fireball technique blew up a large pit with a square circle, three feet deep, and Lu Ming in the early stage of foundation building was able to compete with Xi Fengmao in the later stage of foundation building, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

Zhuang Hongwen's hand did not stop, and with a punch smashed the head of a stunned Xi family disciple, he laughed and ran to another Xi family disciple.

Lu Ming was very surprised, his physical cultivation was so powerful, although Xi Fengmao was a little embarrassed and his magic clothes were broken, but his body was unscathed.

Seeing that Lu Ming was about to cast a spell again, Xi Fengmao roared angrily, took out the magic sword, broke through the air, and followed behind him.

Lu Ming kept the magic in his hand, squatted down, and the magic sword quickly retreated, holding Xi Fengmao's magic sword, and the "clanging" sword light was intertwined.

At this time, Xi Fengmao had already stepped forward, and Lu Ming's right hand condensed spiritual power, and he directly fought with Xi Fengmao.

"Crackling."

Lu Ming's face turned slightly pale, and with the help of the impact, he floated back, and most of the talisman protection on his body was broken.

Xi Fengmao was a little surprised by Lu Ming's physique at this time, and looked at Lu Ming's slightly trembling right hand in surprise.

At the same time, in the mangrove forest, a restless atmosphere is intensifying.

Outside Qingyang Valley, the young man standing on the boat with the immortal wind dao bone, his face changed, and he wondered: "This breath, could it be that the legend of Fusang Branch is true." ”

Hearing the young man's words, the fat middle-aged man still smiled as if he hadn't heard it, no surprise, no surprise.

The longing in the eyes of the white-robed Yang Zetian flashed, but the black-robed Xi Hanhai's face was cloudy.

The ring on the hand of the young man of the fairy wind bone flashed, and a small golden sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and the golden sword disappeared in a flash, and then he commanded the rest of the people on the ship: "You stay here." The figure fluttered out.

The white-robed Yang Zetian and the obese middle-aged man glanced at each other, and their figures shot out, while the black-robed Xi Hanhai was half a beat slower.

Outside the mangroves, the scuffle continues.

The sound of the clashing of magic weapons, exclamations, and screams were mixed together and intertwined into a fairy road.

Lu Ming's divine sense was firmly locked on Xi Fengmao's body, and his physical cultivation was really not to be underestimated.

Xi Fengmao, who had a calm face, had a little pleading in his eyes, and gently spit out a few words: "Daoyou, help me." ”

Lu Ming was a little incredulous: "Help you?" ”

"Xi Hanhai, the ancestor of the Xi family, did not dare to ascend to the Nine Heavenly Gate for a long time, Shouyuan was about to be cut off more than ten years ago, Xi Fengyu is the object of his internal sacrifice, so am I, and so are they." Xi Fengmao pointed to the crowd of Mi Zhan, and when he talked about taking away the house, his face was still the same calm, as if the person who was going to be taken away was not him.

Lu Ming shook his head lightly and said, "I can't help you, the longevity of the ancestor of the Xi family is about to be cut off, and I am the same." ”

Xi Fengmao's face sank, and there was a crazy flame jumping in his eyes, "Since that's the case, let's die." ”

Xi Fengmao used his spiritual power, condensed it in his fist, and roared "Mountain Breaking Fist".

Lu Ming's face was solemn, it was the punch that shattered the fireball technique, and he didn't dare to slack off.

A blazing white fireball slowly condensed, looking at Xi Fengmao, who had already rushed up, he decisively threw the fireball technique directly under his feet, his toes were light, and his body floated backwards.

"Boom"

Xi Fengmao rushed out of the smoke and dust with a disgraced face, and some scorch marks appeared on his hair and body, Lu Ming was actually not comfortable, and the protection of the talisman seal had been completely shattered.

The momentum was even more violent, like a fierce tiger on the mountain, the flickering fist directly hit Lu Ming's chest, and the wave of qi blew Lu Ming's hair scattered.

Lu Ming didn't dare to take it hard with his bare hands, condensed his spiritual power, and directly stabbed a high earth, like a pillar, appeared in front of Xi Fengmao's fist, stomped on the ground hard, his body flew up, and the magic sword flew to his feet in time.

Xi Fengmao, who rushed over the stone pillar, became more and more attentive, and his momentum became more and more fierce, and he stepped on the ground heavily, and the ground cracked in an instant, flying towards Lu Ming in the sky.

"This punch, this momentum, is it possible that it is accumulating more and more, I want to see where your limit is." Lu Ming gritted his teeth and thought to himself.

Lu Ming's hands didn't stop, and he directly circled around the crowd in the melee.

The momentum and spiritual power gathered in Xi Fengmao's fist were simply terrifying, even if it was the Jin Dan period, he would probably be directly killed by this punch.

Lu Ming, who was flying in mid-air, looked at Xi Fengmao, who was chasing after him, gritted his teeth, and "fight."

took out the delicate and meticulous brocade box, took out the runes inside, as soon as it was activated, his face turned pale, and he looked at the rune in his hand with a shocked expression, and the spiritual power and divine consciousness gushed out, and a shield that emitted a faint golden light enveloped Lu Ming entirely, and Lu Ming's divine sense could also control this golden light through the runes.

Lu Ming's divine sense manipulated the golden light to condense towards the fist, jumped directly from the sword light, and rushed towards Xi Fengmao, the golden light condensed on the fist became thicker and thicker.

The spiritual power condensed in the fists of the two gradually came together, Lu Ming immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, Xi Fengmao's mouth and nose were bleeding, his body trembled, and the spiritual power condensed in the hands of the two had already exceeded the scope that the two of them could control.

The frantic collision of aura, the impact of the air current, the sand and dust on the ground, and even the melee crowd have even been affected, and they stopped one after another.

Everyone looked at the two of them dumbfounded, although they were covered by the sand and dust, but was this huge momentum really something that could be done during the foundation building period? Are the two really still in the foundation building period?

Xi Fengmao, who had a gloomy face, roared, ignoring the heavy wounds, against Lu Ming's fist, and kept rushing forward, the blood between his mouth and nose soared, making it even more hideous, and the fine wounds on his right hand were torn apart one after another.

Lu Ming was obviously inferior to Xi Fengmao, his body and the ground were about to tilt into a 45-degree angle, and he was hit by Xi Fengmao and slid straight back, Lu Ming couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and stained it on the robe.

Lu Ming felt that the force of Xi Fengmao's fist was getting smaller and smaller, and his heart was relieved, "Xi Fengmao is finally running out." ”

"Poof"

The sudden huge force in his hand shocked his heart again, Lu Ming, when he looked up, Xi Fengmao's face was dead, his eyes were dim, and he was clearly begging for death.

Also, how can a twenty-one-year-old son of heaven who has cultivated to the late stage of foundation building be willing to make wedding dresses for others.

Lu Ming sighed softly, and the force in his hand loosened.

Xi Fengmao couldn't support it after all, lying on the ground, motionless, his breath was weak, and he had obviously fainted.

Lu Ming's face was ashen, but his divine sense and spiritual power were all overdrawn, and he sat on the ground.

Yang Yongsi, who was obviously already injured, was the first to fly over, and carefully took out a missing petal from the storage bag, which was a jade dew lotus petal.

Looking at the jade dew lotus petals that were held in Lu Ming's mouth, Yang Yongsi suddenly thought of something, his face turned red, and he put away the jade dew lotus petals before everyone came.

The petals of the jade dew lotus melt in the mouth, and a cool breath travels through the body with the spiritual power. Lu Ming's face suddenly improved a lot, and he took out the last piece of spirit coin from the storage bag and began to recover his spiritual power.

Yang Yongsi stood up, turned his head and smiled at everyone, and said, "Lu Daoyou has already taken the healing pill, and it's okay." ”

"Senior Sister Yongsi, your injuries are all healed?" Yang Yongyi asked with a happy face.

"Well, it's all right." Yang Yongsi responded, and then said to Zhuang Hongwu: "Brother Zhuang, I'm afraid that the starting price of this jade dew lotus petal can only be paid by the ancestors." ”

Zhuang Hongwu touched his head honestly and said, "It's okay, it's okay, what kind of friendship do we have." ”

Yang Yongsi then took out thirty jade boxes, placed them on the ground, and said to Zhuang Hongwu: "This is your reward, a total of more than 130 Qingyang flowers." He glanced at Lu Ming, who was meditating on the ground, and then said, "The three of us are divided equally." ”

Zhuang Hongwu suddenly realized: "One hundred and thirty Qingyang flowers, no wonder Xi Fengmao is chasing after you, if I see it, it is estimated that it will be... No, no, look at my stupid mouth. ”

Lu Ming, who was meditating, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and a palpitating feeling came from the mangrove forest, which was fleeting, and all of them turned pale and looked at the mangrove forest in horror.

A roar ensued: "Who, who killed my son?" ”