The demonic qi roared out of his hand, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into blades in mid-air, and there was a sonorous metal sound that exploded.

Obviously, Zhao Jinming's attainments in the Demon Dao Exercises have reached an astonishing level, and there is a certain atmosphere between the manifestation of spiritual power.

It is rumored that Zhao Jinming once fought against the demon beasts of the late sixth level.

It was a demon beast in the late sixth level, but the cultivation of demon beasts and humans was divided, and demon beasts still had the advantage in the same realm.

"Go!"

Under the command of Zhao Jinming, the blade was as fast as lightning, and it arrived in front of Shen Lu in the blink of an eye.

The blade formed by demonic energy has a faint black luster on the surface, like a real metallic texture.

Bang Bang Bang!

The blades hit Shen Lu one after another, stirring up bursts of sparks.

Shen Lu laughed out loud, the battle armor was worthy of a high-grade treasure, and Zhao Jinming's attack was at least weakened by seventy percent.

This armor was given to Shen Lu by Lu Changqing, and he didn't expect it to be so strong in defense.

Even if the remaining thirty percent of the power is transmitted to Shen Lu's body, it will not cause harm to Shen Lu.

"But...... It still hurts a little bit......"

Shen Lu picked up the dust on his body and hooked his hand towards Zhao Jinming.

It's as if to say, just this level of attack, tickle.

Then his eyes flashed, and the distance between his body and Zhao Jinming was shortened.

Zhao Jinming's expression was a little sluggish, his blow had to be hit hard in the same realm.

And Shen Lu is actually like no one, and he still has the leisure to provoke him, which is simply too deceitful!

"Look at the fist!" Zhao Jinming's heart was furious, Shen Lu had already rushed over, and the fist wrapped in spiritual power fell heavily on Zhao Jinming's body.

Rumble!

Zhao Jinming was knocked upside down and flew out, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

Shen Lu's fist was much heavier than before.

Before Zhao Jinming landed, Shen Lu chased after him, and the spiritual power all over his body shook, as if it was boiling.

Punch!

The three-thousand-foot fist that had been raised before exploded even more at this moment, and with the blessing of the battle armor, Shen Lu was like a god of war.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of fist shadows fell on Zhao Jinming's body.

Zhao Jinming's talisman spiritual power shook violently, and it could collapse at any time.

Zhao Jinming never thought that he would be suppressed by Shen Lu.

When he made a move before, Zhao Jinming still had an indifferent meaning, feeling that this Tianxing Sect disciple was not bad.

It's just a pity that he is the enemy of the Golden Flame Gate.

But now, the overwhelming shadow of the fist told Zhao Jinming that he was very likely to die here.

Zhao Jinming was annoyed, he knew that he didn't have to come out to challenge Shen Lu.

The dignified Golden Flame Sect Elder, is he going to die here?

Shen Lu defeated Zhao Jinming's talisman spiritual power, and the concussive spiritual power poured out, causing cracks to appear in the arena.

There was also a strong wind, which swept up the surrounding sand and gravel, and the smoke and dust were scattered.

The fierce battle here attracted the attention of many strong people, and many people roared over, and when they saw the arena that couldn't help but shake, they all showed shocked looks.

I'm afraid that the sixth-level demon beasts can't set off such a movement.

Among the cultivators who rushed over, there were many fifth-level peak powerhouses.

When they saw clearly that the person who was suppressed was actually Zhao Jinming, his mouth opened wide, as if he could stuff an egg.

Among the middle level of the Golden Flame Gate, Zhao Jinming's strength can already be regarded as the top.

Especially Elder Zhao Jinming's position, which is high and powerful, generally strong people have to give him some face.

Someone actually beat Zhao Jinming in the middle of the uprightness, and it is indescribable to be bold.

Then, everyone's expressions became a little weird.

One by one, they immediately exchanged their heads and ears, revealing a relieved look.

"It turned out to be Shen Lu of Tianxingmen, no wonder. ”

"I heard that this time the Heavenly Star Gate was planted, and there was a lot of strength behind the Golden Flame Gate. ”

"Nearly half of the high-level leaders of the Tianxing Gate have rebelled, and although the Tianxing Gate is now no longer even a mountain gate, its strength has not been weakened. ”

Seeing that Zhao Jinming was under Shen Lu's hands, and he had no power to fight back at all, everyone was shocked.

Zhao Jinming is in the middle of the sixth level!

Although Shen Lu performed well before, he only had a certain name in a small circle.

People never thought that Shen Lu would face Zhao Jinming in the Heavenly Broken City.

And Zhao Jinming was about to be killed.

Many strong people who underestimated Shen Lu before couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts at this moment, and it seemed that they were going to face the Tianxing Gate again.

"Shen Lu, if you kill me, none of the remnants of your Heavenly Star Gate will be able to escape!" Zhao Jinming said viciously.

"Let me tell you Shen Lu, the more you jump, the faster you will die, among those people behind me, there is an existence that you Shen Lu can't provoke!"

His internal organs seemed to be torn apart, if he didn't try his best to protect them, he was afraid that he would be abolished by Shen Lu.

"Really?" Shen Lu's eyes suddenly surged with murderous intent.

Shen Lu's spiritual power completely exploded, and he had already made a decision to kill Zhao Jinming!

The spiritual power condensed in the fist, as if it was about to condense the appearance of a lion.

With a roar, he roared towards Zhao Jinming's life.

This punch made everyone's eyes can't open.

Zhao Jinming was a little stiff, his eyes were staring at Shen Lu, his eyes were full of resentment.

It seems that even if you want to die, you must remember Shen Lu's appearance firmly.

Rumble!

A powerful force descended from the sky, enveloping the surrounding area in an instant.

The breeze stirred a small grass, and between the swaying of the grass, there was a monstrous sword momentum rising into the sky.

Shen Lu Zhihai made a sharp sound in an instant, if he really wants to smash this punch, Zhao Jinming will definitely die.

But he will also be completely strangled by this monstrous sword momentum!

A gloomy meaning flashed in Shen Lu's eyes, letting go of Zhao Jinming, and then a figure fell from the sky.

Dressed in gray, his jet-black hair is scattered somewhat casually over his shoulders, giving him a sense of unruliness.

He looks like he is in his twenties and thirties, and his eyes are like a sharp sword, so people don't dare to look directly at him.

[Mo Jian, seven stars for food level, seven stars for aura level, average taste, one of the seven peak masters of the Golden Flame Gate, seventh-level monk. 】

Golden Flame Gate Peak Master Mo Jian!

"I've seen Lord Mo Jianfeng!" Everyone watching the battle saluted one after another, and many of them had a look of fanaticism in their eyes.

Mo Jian didn't look at everyone, and his expression was indifferent.

Mo Jian glanced at Zhao Jinming, who was hit hard, without any emotion in his eyes, just looking at Shen Lu.

There was a small sword qi around him, and he couldn't stop rising and falling.

As if it was about to whistle out.

Shen Lu's expression was solemn, Mo Jian was too strong, and in front of him, Shen Lu felt that no matter how he made a move.

As long as Mo Jian makes a move, he will definitely die!

Level seven, this is just a joke!

It's okay to beat Zhao Jinming, but if he encounters a seventh-level monk, even if Shen Lu takes out the Remnant Yang Sword, it will be useless.

"The battle has been decided, Lord Mo Feng, please respect yourself. An old voice suddenly echoed over everyone.