"Senior sister!"

Jian Feiliu gritted his teeth, and his body soared into the sky and flew into the air.

"You can't escape!"

Wang Mang stepped forward, his momentum was like a rainbow, that kind of purple flame, it was really terrifying, and wherever he passed, the space turned into a vacuum.

The Wang family, an ancient family, has bloodline talents, all of which are flame-like, which is extremely amazing.

Especially the descendants of the Wang family, it is said that they can awaken a bloodline called Purple Pole Heavenly Fire, this bloodline, combined with the god-level exercises, the Flame Burning Heaven Technique, exerts a power that is extremely terrifying.

Lu Ming didn't rush to make a move, this kind of thing, after all, Jian Feiliu still needs to face it himself, but if Jian Feiliu is in danger, of course he will not sit idly by.

"Jin Annihilation!"

Jian Feiliu roared, and the dazzling golden light all over his body converged, as if they were all condensed into the war sword in his hand, and the incomparably sharp feeling permeated out from the war sword in Jian Feiliu's hand.

Immediately, a dark golden sword light slashed out towards Wang Mang.

"Demigod-level martial arts!"

Wang Mang's pupils shrank, and he let out a low roar, and immediately, the flames on his body skyrocketed.

"Purple Pole Break!"

The purple halberd surged out, and the space of the pressure rumbled.

A terrifying roar echoed between heaven and earth, the dark golden sword light shattered, and the body of the sword flew away, coughing up blood in the air.

Even, on his body, there were purple flames, burning fiercely, as if they were about to burn the sword flying stream to ashes.

"You actually have a demigod-level martial art, but unfortunately, you can't cultivate at home, and it's someone else's martial art, not a bloodline martial art, and you want to stop me, die!"

Wang Mang shouted, strolled out, and flew towards the sword to kill.

What he used was his own bloodline martial art, although it was less than the demigod level, it was infinitely close to the demigod level, and with the cooperation of the god-level Flame Burning Heaven Technique and the Purple Extreme Heavenly Fire Bloodline, he defeated the attack of Sword Feiliu in one fell swoop.

Jian Feiliu's demigod-level martial arts were obtained in the Underground World Sacred Mountain, and he had just been cultivating for a long time, and his power was not strong, so he was naturally not Wang Mang's opponent.

"Jian Feiliu is defeated, is he going to be killed by Wang Mang?"

"The Wang family, it's too strong, the bloodline is terrifying, plus the god-level exercises, who can be the enemy? In a battle at the same level, it is almost invincible, and although the sword is strong, it is difficult to escape defeat!"

"Yes, historically, almost all of the top ten heavenly kings on the Heavenly King List have been occupied by the six ancient families, and most of the places in the top of the Heavenly King List are occupied by the geniuses of the six ancient families. ”

"Not to mention the Heavenly King List, even if it is the Thousand Pride List, the top one, how can it not be occupied by the six ancient families, and only after the rise of the Heavenly Corpse Sect can there be a genius who can compete with the geniuses of the six ancient families. ”

In the exclamation of everyone, Wang Mang's halberd had already slashed towards Jian Feiliu, and it seemed that the defeat of Jian Feiliu was a foregone conclusion.

Rumble!

At this time, a vast fist pierced through the void and blasted towards Wang Mang.

"Who dares to sneak up on me?"

Wang Mang shouted angrily, and the halberd turned around, swung out, and slashed at the fist.

Rumble!

The crackling sound sounded, and Wang Mang's figure moved slightly, and he took three steps back.

A slender figure stepped out and walked in front of Jian Feiliu, it was Lu Ming.

"Brother Jian, are you okay?" Lu Ming said.

"Brother Lu, let me make you laugh, this person is very strong, you have to be careful!"

Jian Feiliu had already extinguished the flames on his body, gasping for breath.

"It's okay!"

Lu Ming smiled, looked at Wang Mang, his eyes exuded a strong battle intent, and said: "God-level exercises, Flame Burning Heaven Technique, today, I have to learn and understand!"

"Is that you?"

Wang Mang recognized Lu Ming, and then sneered, and said: "Boy, don't think that if you defeat a waste who is at the bottom of the Thousand Pride List, you will be able to fight with me, if you want to learn the Flame Burning Heaven Technique, then be ready to be killed!"

"It's up to you, I'm afraid the heat is not everyone!"

Lu Ming smiled faintly.

Although the exercises are strong, it also depends on who cultivates, not that if you cultivate the god-level exercises, you will be powerful and invincible.

Take the Battle Dragon True Technique as an example, if you change a person to cultivate, you may not be able to cultivate the highest level and have ten times the true yuan.

Different cultivators will not have different powers.

Lu Ming's meaning is obvious, Wang Mang's cultivation is not yet home.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Wang Mang's eyes narrowed, flashed the cold murderous intent, and with a step on his footsteps, his body continued to roar towards the landing, and the halberd swung out, burning everything.

Lu Ming unleashed the Bursting Star Fist, and a punch burst out, and in the fist, there were two artistic conceptions of heaven and earth, thunder and fire.

Rumble!

The fist collided with the halberd, and there was a violent roar.

"It's such a strong force, it turns out that I have comprehended two artistic conceptions, but unfortunately, it's only a level, and you want to stop me!"

Wang Mang strode out, and the whole thing seemed to turn into flames, and a purple sun seemed to appear in the night sky.

All around, there were more and more people, and at this time, thousands of people had gathered, watching carefully.

Most of them are peak kings, and they are all here to participate in the battle of the Heavenly King List.

It's just an opportunity to learn about the combat power of others and compare it with yourself.

There are even the top 700 Tianjiao on the Thousand Pride List, as well as some extremely powerful old figures.

The artistic conception that Wang Mang comprehended was the artistic conception of flames, and obviously, it had reached the second level.

"Really?

The artistic conception of the wind also erupted, and the three artistic conceptions fused and exploded, pushing the power of the Bursting Star Fist to the extreme.

Rumble!

There was a violent roar, and a bright light filled the sky, illuminating the entire city.

Lu Ming's figure did not move, while Wang Mang's figure retreated.

"Three artistic conceptions, impossible!"

Wang Mang's eyes flashed with incredulity, he really didn't expect that someone could cultivate the three artistic conceptions to such a point.

"Purple Pole Break!"

The aura on Wang Mang's body erupted wildly, and he displayed his heaven-level high-grade bloodline martial arts, and the purple flames seemed to be able to blast through all barriers.

"I said, you can't get home!"

Lu Ming sneered, and the true yuan in his body worked wildly.

Just now, Lu Ming didn't burst out with all his True Yuan power.

At this time, it broke out, and among the peers, according to the strong condensation of the true yuan, it was completely crushed.

The fist of the Bursting Star Fist is even more terrifying.

Lu Ming blasted out dozens of punches in an instant, and each punch was like a meteor, blasting towards Wang Mang.

Boom! Boom!

The sound of explosions continued, and after dozens of explosions, Wang Mang's figure retreated wildly, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

He was injured and completely suppressed by Lu Ming.

"Damn it, shoot, kill him!"

Wang Mang shouted angrily, his voice fell, and the two old men's figures flashed and pounced on Lu Ming.

These two old men are both peak kings, but they have definitely lived for a long time, except that the artistic conception of heaven and earth has not broken through the second level, they are extremely terrifying in all aspects, and their combat power is not much worse than Wang Mang.

The two joined forces and pressed towards Lu Ming.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Lu Ming's mouth, and he strolled out and slashed out two palms in a row.

These two palms are plain, but they contain terrifying power.

Hell Heaven!

There were two dull sounds, and the two old men retreated sharply, blood spurting wildly from their mouths.

(End of chapter)