Chapter 152: Lu Ming made a move

Lu Ming's expression moved, and from Bach's words just now, he heard something.

Bach had just said something about the 'little empire of the scorching sun', but before he could finish speaking, he shifted.

This is very strange, if it was a person from the Dongyi tribe, he would never say that, isn't Bach a person from the Dongyi tribe? Not even a person from the Burning Sun Empire?

But it's not a person from the Scorching Sun Empire, what are you going to do with the Dongyi tribe?

Lu Ming's thoughts were flying.

And the people of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect all looked ugly, and no one fought for a while.

There were a few masters of the Great Martial Arts Quadruple at the scene, but they were all quite old, far more than twenty-two years old, and if they played, it would cause jokes.

The sergeants on the city wall were also silent.

The Xuanyuan Sword Sect, in their eyes, was originally a martial arts holy land that was high above and strong.

But now, the genius of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect was overwhelmed by a young man of the Dongyi clan, which was a great blow to their confidence, and their morale fell again and again.

Fu Liang's eyes showed an anxious look, it was not good to go on like this.

"Report!"

Suddenly, a sergeant rushed to report.

"What's the matter?"

Fu Liang asked.

"Qiyu City Lord, there is a major discovery, the Dongyi clan sent a man and horse, thousands of miles south of Dongqi City, and quickly headed towards the Nine Demon Mountain. ”

Sergeant's report.

"What? Could it be that the Dongyi tribe is an illusion here, and the Paiqi army raids other big cities. ”

Fu Liang was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "How many people did the Dongyi clan send?"

"Not much, it seems like there are only a few hundred. ”

The sergeant replied.

"Hundreds?" Fu Liang was stunned, what's the use of hundreds of people?

"City Lord, it is said that these hundreds of people are all strong people, and at worst they also have the cultivation of high-level martial artists. ”

"What?"

Fu Liang was taken aback, and his brows furrowed.

The disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect were also puzzled when they heard this.

"The Dongyi tribe's move is definitely purposeful, and we must stop it. ”

A disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

"Yes, but the other party is a master, and it is estimated that there are not a few great martial artists, if you want to stop it, you can only rely on you young heroes. ”

Fu Liang hugged his fists.

"There's no problem with this!"

The disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect nodded.

"It's just that that young man must be sent away, otherwise it will be a big blow to our morale, and if the other party attacks with all his might, it will be unfavorable for our side. ”

Fu Liang sighed.

Everyone in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect frowned again.

"The other party is deliberately delaying our time, there is definitely a big matter over there, we have to rush over as soon as possible. ”

There is humanity.

"I'll go!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

Everyone can't help but forget the past.

"Lu Ming!"

Everyone was stunned.

"Lu Ming, is he going to make a move? Could it be that he has really broken through the realm of the Great Martial Master?"

"Even if he breaks through the Great Martial Master, it can't be the opponent of the other party, the other party is the double peak of the Great Martial Master, and obviously, he is also a supreme genius. ”

"Maybe there is hope, a few days ago I saw Lu Ming punch Du Feng. ”

"Just let him try. ”

The disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect couldn't help but whisper when they saw that it was Lu Ming who spoke.

Lu Ming ignored it and stepped out.

"Senior Brother Lu Ming, be careful!"

Pang Shi shouted from behind. Lu Ming smiled slightly, jumped forward, and jumped off the city wall.

Among the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, there was a pair of resentful eyes staring at Lu Ming, it was Du Feng.

On that day, he was injured by a punch, became a laughing stock, suffered great humiliation, and was extremely resentful of Lu Ming.

Just now, he was taken out and said, and at this time he yelled in his heart: "Haha, Lu Ming, go die, you think you are a genius, can you still be more powerful than Lu Tiandu, the self-righteous guy, it is just right to be killed." ”

Beside him, the triangular-eyed young man also had a look of resentment, and several people desperately squeezed forward, wanting to see Lu Ming being killed by Bach.

Lu Ming's body was as light as a swallow, and it didn't take long for him to come to Bach.

"Haha, I hit the older one, but there is an even younger one, boy, since I am here, my knife will not show mercy. ”

Seeing Lu Ming's age, Bach was slightly stunned, and then showed a hint of mockery.

"You're not from the Sun Empire, are you?"

Lu Ming didn't answer the question, but it made Bach's face change.

"Say, what are you doing here? Also, what is the purpose of the Dongyi clan and a group of people going to the Nine Demon Mountain?"

Lu Ming continued to ask.

Bach's face changed several times, and he sneered, and said: "You don't need to worry about it, anyway, it's useless if you know, because you are going to die soon." ”

"Then you don't want to do it, I know you're here to stall and hold us back, but I don't have that much time to spend with you. ”

Lu Ming spoke, the storage ring on his finger glowed, the fire tong spear appeared in his hand, and the breath on his body also burst out.

"The Great Martial Master Ichizhong? Hahaha, the Great Martial Master Ichizhong dares to come and send him to death? It's so naΓ―ve. ”

When Bach saw Lu Ming's cultivation, he laughed wildly, and his tears almost burst into laughter.

On the city wall, Fu Liang kept shaking his head.

When he looked at Lu Ming's age before, he felt that something was wrong, he was too young, at this time, when he looked at Lu Ming's cultivation, the Great Martial Master was heavy, although at this age, it was already amazing to have this cultivation, but after all, it was a Great Martial Master, how could he be Bach's opponent?

"Shaoxia, come back quickly, we will find another way. ”

Fu Liang shouted.

Lu Ming is so young, he has this cultivation, in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, he is definitely a top genius, if he dies here, he is really afraid that the Xuanyuan Sword Sect will blame him.

"City Lord Fu, don't worry, our senior brother Lu Ming is powerful, he is a peerless genius, maybe he can kill Bach?"

Du Feng smiled weirdly, but everyone could hear the schadenfreude and ridicule in his words.

"Haha, since you're down and want to leave, how is it possible?"

Bach's sword came out of its sheath, and a cold killing intent emerged from his body, enveloping Lu Ming.

"Nonsense!"

Lu Ming scolded, too lazy to say, and the spear swept out.

"Slash you. ”

Bach's voice was cold, and the sword light was even colder, slashing at Lu Ming's head, as fast as lightning.

Burst!

To be accurate, the war knife slashed at Lu Ming's neck, but at this moment, Bach was shocked, because this was just a wisp of afterimage.

"Not good!"

He let out a low roar, his black true qi burst out, and he kicked his feet and rushed forward without hesitation.

Shout!

A spear pierced his ear, and the cold spear left a bloody mark on his face.

Whew!

Bach continued to run forward for dozens of meters before he dared to stop, suddenly turned around and slashed out, but he was empty.

Lu Ming stood dozens of meters behind, looking at him with a smile.

"Hey, what are you doing slashing at the air?"

Lu Ming said with a smile.

Bach's face turned red all of a sudden, and a cold murderous intent burst out of his eyes.

"Your body is good, but do you think that with a set of body skills, you can beat me?

Bach roared, and the black true qi on his body became even thicker, faintly condensing into a demon, as cold as a glacier in the Arctic.

(End of chapter)