Lu Ming looked around, and his voice was clear.

"I'm coming!"

A big red-haired man, stepping into the air, flew onto the battle platform.

"Sure enough, someone made a move!"

A smile hung on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth.

He suppressed Zhenyuan just now, it seems that he is not much stronger than the big-eyed old man, the purpose is to attract others to fight, if he is too strong, where will others dare to come to power?

No, the red-haired man came to power.

"What's your name?"

The red-haired man asked.

"Shura!" Lu Ming replied lightly.

"Shura, hey, hey, kill!"

Suddenly, the red-haired man struck, and a flaming sword, thousands of meters long, blazing hot, slashed down towards the landing sound.

"Burst Star Fist!"

Lu Ming punched out, and the bursting fist power slammed together with the opponent's sword, and the battle platform shook.

Touch!

Lu Ming's fist strength was actually defeated, and the blazing sword continued to slash towards Lu Ming.

"Die!" the red-haired man was covered in blazing flames, and his face was extremely hideous.

"Good combat power!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth.

The combat power of this red-haired man is much stronger than the big-eyed old man just now, no wonder he dares to come to power.

"Then add two more points!"

Lu Ming smiled and threw another punch.

Rumble!

This punch was twice as strong as the previous punch, and it pierced through the red-haired man's knife in one fell swoop, and the punch didn't stop, blasting towards the red-haired man.

"Ah, you just hid your strength!"

The red-haired man roared, revealing a look of horror, and burst out with all his strength, slashing out with the sword in his hand.

But his result was the same, just like the big-eyed old man before, he was completely suppressed by Lu Ming, and after dozens of moves, he was killed by Lu Ming with one punch.

"Burst Star Fist, approaching the third level!"

Lu Ming whispered, put away the storage ring, and devoured the red-haired man's essence and blood by the way.

devoured the essence blood of the two peak kings in a row, and the Nine Dragons blood rumbled.

"Give me a refinement!"

Lu Ming just stood on the battle platform and began to refine the essence blood, while waiting for the challenge of the others.

All around, it was quiet all of a sudden, and for a while, no one stepped forward.

Although Lu Ming beheaded two people in a row and obtained the storage rings of the two of them, as long as he killed him, the gain was absolutely huge, but Lu Ming's combat power was incomprehensible to others for a while.

"Humph!"

Chen Zhao snorted coldly, his face was very ugly.

He said that it was good for Lu Ming to win one game, but now, Lu Ming has won two games in a row, which makes him very unhappy.

For two minutes, Lu Ming stood on the battle platform for two minutes, and the power of the essence blood in the Nine Dragons bloodline was used by Lu Ming to improve the second bloodline.

If the Nine Dragons bloodline wants to be promoted to the ninth level of the king level, it needs too much essence blood, and Lu Ming plans to first upgrade the second bloodline to the eighth level of the king level, and then improve the Nine Dragons bloodline.

Swish!

At this time, a figure rushed onto the battlefield, it was a tall and thin middle-aged man.

The spirits of the crowd were lifted, and finally someone came to the stage again.

Lu Ming's gaze looked at the middle-aged man.

"Shura, your fist strength is very strong, but as long as you don't meet your fist strength head-on, see what you can do!"

Before the words fell, the figure of the master man moved, turned into a Dao phantom, and pounced towards Lu Ming.

When the words fell, the tall and thin man had already turned into eighteen phantoms, surrounding Lu Ming, and the sharp sword qi pierced the air and stabbed towards the vital point around Lu Ming's body.

Eighteen phantoms, eighteen sword qi, extremely sharp.

Boom! Boom...

Lu Ming threw several punches in a row, hitting several figures, and those figures collapsed and disappeared.

"Phantom!"

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows, his body flashed continuously, dodging the attack of the sword qi, and his fists burst out continuously.

One after another, the fists pierced through the void and slammed into the bodies of the figures, and in the blink of an eye, seven or eight figures collapsed, all of them were phantoms, not entities.

And the rest of the figures moved again, and continued to kill Lu Ming, and in the process of killing, the phantoms increased again, and recovered to eighteen.

Each one looks real, and even the breath is exactly the same.

"Haha, die!"

Eighteen figures sneered at the same time.

Lu Ming's body flashed, avoiding attacks, and at the same time, his fists continued to blast out.

The illusion of the tall and thin man was constantly scattered, but each time it was scattered, it would recover again.

The two fell into a state of anxiety, and fought more than fifty moves in the blink of an eye.

"It seems that that Shura has met an opponent!"

"Yes, Shura's true yuan is strong, his fist strength is strong and domineering, and his power is very strong, but the weakness is also obvious, the other party entangles him with his unpredictable body, and his fist strength is useless. ”

"Bringing a Shura mask to learn Hades is not a grade after all, it's too far away!"

The audience around expressed their opinions.

In the process of their discussion, dozens of tricks passed in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Lu Ming felt that his operation of the Bursting Star Fist was becoming more and more smooth.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a punch was thrown out, and the power was stronger than before.

The tall and thin man was startled.

"Haha, Burst Star Fist, I have finally cultivated to the third level, this battle should be over!"

Lu Ming smiled in his heart.

Rumble!

As soon as Lu Ming stepped on the battle platform, his figure soared into the sky, and then he was condescending, blasting out one punch after another.

In an instant, Lu Ming blasted out dozens of punches, dozens of punches, like dozens of meteors piercing the sky and falling towards the battle platform.

And the power of each one is stronger than before.

"So much!"

The tall and thin man was startled and tried his best to dodge, but one phantom after another collapsed.

Eighteen, become seventeen, sixteen...

In the blink of an eye, there were only two or three left.

Just when he wanted to continue to change his body, dozens of fists bombarded down in the sky.

"No!"

The tall and thin man yelled, and the next moment, he was overwhelmed by dozens of punches.

The battle platform let out a violent roar, and when the strength of the fist disappeared, he saw the tall and thin man lying there like a puddle of mud, and there was no longer the slightest breath.

As before, the essence blood and storage ring are all owned by Lu Ming.

Three consecutive wins, Lu Ming has won three in a row.

Moreover, it is a continuous victory, not divided into several days, many people's winning streak is actually a winning streak of many days, just like Chen Dao, occasionally come to fight a battle, adding up to a winning streak.

If you want to win in a short period of time, it is very difficult, because in continuous battles, the consumption of true yuan is very large, and the challenger will definitely get stronger and stronger.

"Who's going to fight?"

Lu Ming continued to look around.

"Hehe, enough is enough, you've got three storage rings, now, I'll take care of you!"

A sneer came out, and a red figure appeared on the battle platform.

"It's Xuegang, he's going to shoot again!"

"It seems that he has been waiting just now, and now he sees that Shura has won three games in a row, so he makes a move!"

"I just don't know if Shura dares to fight, Xuegang, just now he defeated the strong man of Chen Dao!"

There were exclamations all around.

(End of chapter)