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Chapter 297: Lu Ming Fights the Holy Son!Body of Gods and Demons (subscription required)

How do you solve the matter of you beating my disciple of the Sword Spirit Sect?

Hearing the Holy Son's question, those arrogances who followed him were extremely relieved.

I didn't expect Master Shengzi to protect his weaknesses so much, they didn't follow Mingzhu wrongly.

"How do you want to solve it?" Lu Ming said.

The Holy Son said lightly: "Destroy one arm, and never appear in front of me again!"

what?
Lu Ming was a little angry: "My arm is broken, what kind of martial arts should I practice in the future?"

Shengzi narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were filled with coldness: "If I make a move, it will not be as simple as cutting off an arm, and my life will be spared!"

"You!" Lu Ming was furious.

"The Holy Son is magnanimous, and he only needs your arm. Are you still grateful?"

"Losing an arm is better than losing your life!"

"Hurry up and break your arm yourself, or you won't even be able to keep your head if Master Shengzi makes a move."

……

Those arrogances, you said what you said, and they talked one after another.

Lu Ming was out of breath, and didn't know what to say. His face was flushed, and he said after a while: "You guys are too deceitful!"

Mu Yan was speechless, this group of Tianjiao bullied honest people too much, Lu Ming is so stupid, how can he speak to the other party?

He suddenly laughed and said, "I do have two arms. I don't know which arm the Holy Son wants to be beaten by?"

As soon as these words came out, it was like stirring up thousands of waves on a calm lake.

Immediately the other side became restless.

Before the Holy Son said anything, these arrogances all stood up and reprimanded.

"What are you, you dare to insult Lord Shengzi!"

"Without the help of Lord Shengzi, I can beat this mustache all over the ground by myself."

"Brothers, catch him and hang him at the gate of the palace, and expose him to the sun for three days!"

Seeing their faces full of righteous indignation, Mu Yan felt it was ridiculous, they are really a bunch of loyal little brothers.

Suddenly, a figure stood in front of Mu Yan.

"Brother Mu, this matter happened because of me. I don't want to get you involved. Leave the fight to me." It was Lu Ming.

At this moment, his eyes changed.

It is no longer the simple and honest look just now, but has become very fierce.

"That holy son, if you want to break my arm, you have to see if you have the ability!" Lu Ming said angrily.

Amidst the clamor of many younger brothers, the Holy Son suddenly raised a hand and made a silent movement.

Everyone stopped abruptly.

The Son turned his head and said, "Let me solve it."

In a word, it seems to have given a dose of reassurance to the many Tianjiao behind them.

The next moment, they looked at the Holy Son with even more reverence.

Look, this is the holy son of the great power, this is the powerful person they follow.

A simple sentence can suppress everything.

Even Mu Yan had to admit that this holy son really knows how to win people's hearts.

Shengzi paced slowly, walked to the yard, and stared at Lu Ming coldly.

"I gave you a chance."

"But you didn't cherish it."

"So, how do you want to die?"

Three sentences, every sentence punishes the heart.

Lu Ming didn't talk nonsense, he was a simple-minded person.

All the unpleasant things can be broken with fists!

"Roar!"

Suddenly, Lu Ming let out a sharp and long howl, the sound pierced through gold and cracked rocks, and turned into billowing air waves with terrifying momentum.

The cry was not like a human voice.

I saw a phantom behind Lu Ming, like a demon.

His own figure suddenly swelled up, and he jumped up to more than five meters in an instant.

The top exploded, exposing steel-like muscles, full of explosive power, like pouring molten iron.

On both sides of the head, a pair of sharp soaring horns protruded unexpectedly, revealing a bit of evil spirit.

Lu Ming's eyes were also shining with bloodlust.

At this time, he is more like a demon, wanting to kill everything.

Lu Ming's change stunned everyone, especially the opponent's aura, which climbed to an unparalleled terrifying level, making the void tremble and the air freeze.

"Divine Demon Body Refining Technique!"

The eyes of the holy son of the Sword Spirit Sect changed slightly, and then the endless sword intent poured out, turning into sharp shadows of flying swords, flying around him slowly, like stars chasing the moon.

At this moment, the Holy Son was slowly flying into the air, and the sound of swords around him was endless, as if he was a sword god!
With a roar, Lu Ming rushed towards the Son unstoppably.

Under Lu Ming's trampling, the ground splashed up streaks of dust.

The distance of [-] meters arrived in an instant.

At this moment, Lu Ming is more like a tyrannical beast, every movement breaks people's hearts.

"Die!"

Lu Ming shouted loudly, his voice was like thunder.

Immediately afterwards, he punched with a powerful force, as if he wanted to tear apart the space, and bombarded him.

Although the Holy Son floated high, he was only at the same level as Lu Ming, who had turned into a god and demon.

Lu Ming blasted the air with one punch, and before he could touch the Holy Son, there was a violent wind of fists raging.

The Son of God felt the wind of blowing his face like a knife, and his expression was still calm, as if he was facing a small and easy matter.

I saw the Son stretch out his hand and tap lightly.

The shadow of the sword lingering around him immediately turned into a rain of golden swords, howling and piercing towards Lu Ming's fist.

Boom!
The fist collided with the sword rain, making a huge sound of metal collision, blazing lightning flashed, and layers of air waves burst out.

Lu Ming was unparalleled in bravery and unparalleled in his punches, smashing one after another of the sword rain.

But the Son did not panic.

His sword intent seemed to be boundless, piercing the sky and killing the ground, rushing out crazily.

One after another, the phantoms of divine swords condensed into a rain of swords, rushing towards them.

Jian Yu uttered a long sword cry and roared angrily. The huge impact and indestructible sharpness hit Lu Ming's fist fiercely.

boom!
Lu Ming's fist was stained with blood, and finally he couldn't hold it anymore, and was blown away by the boundless rain of swords.

"As expected of Lord Son, the Supreme Sword Body is truly terrifying!"

"Even if you don't have a sword in your hand, wherever your thoughts go, you can condense into a flying sword."

"A high-level warrior with a sword is invincible at the same level. It is said that Lord Shengzi once killed a sage!"

"What? Master Shengzi is still a mid-level transcendent right now."

"That's right, but his talent and physique are rarely seen in the Sword Spirit Sect in a hundred years, and it's easy to kill people by leapfrogging!"

……

Many Tianjiao talked a lot, and they looked at the Holy Son with even more awe.

At this moment, the Holy Son was hanging in mid-air, surrounded by surging sword intent and lingering sword shadows, really like a generation of sword fairy Ling Chen, with unparalleled grace.

That peerless figure was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

Simply invincible!

After Lu Ming was thrown into the air, the murderous aura in his eyes became heavier. He slapped the ground with both palms and jumped up.

The earth is trembling, like the waves in the ocean, undulating.

It can be seen that after Lu Ming turned into a god and demon, the terrifying power of the increase!
"Roar!"

Lu Ming roared angrily, his voice became solid, and the inn behind him was crumbling, as if it had become a dangerous building.

The red light in his eyes is even more intense!

The next moment, the muscles on Lu Ming's body swelled, like huge iron lumps, with a metallic luster like gold and iron.

Even Mu Yan couldn't help feeling that Lu Ming's physical strength had increased again.

The Holy Son's expression also became serious, and the sword shadows around him flew up and slowly gathered in the air, like a radiant galaxy hanging in the air.

Next, it turned into a monstrous divine sword, exceeding a hundred meters, completely condensed into substance, with an extremely powerful breath, exuding majestic coercion.

The Holy Son is just under the giant sword, like a god in charge of everything, his eyes are cold and murderous.

"cut!"

The Holy Son held up one hand, and slowly waved it down.

The huge sword hanging above his head seemed to be held by an invisible big hand, and it rumbled towards Lu Ming!
The huge sword cut across everything, shattering everything, as if splitting the sky, and the sound of space tearing resounded throughout the audience.

In front of the [-]-meter long sword, Lu Ming looked so insignificant even in the body of a god and demon.

However, Lu Ming is also extremely fierce at the moment.

Even if the huge sword set off a death-like fright, he looked fearless.

Lu Ming's pair of big hands, like big cattail fans, suddenly raised against the giant sword.

Chi chi loudly!
Lu Ming caught the giant sword that fell from the sky with both hands!
The tip of the sword is extremely sharp, full of sword intent to strangle everything, even if it is caught by Lu Ming, the downward trend has not changed at all.

Instead, it erupts with a sharper luster!

Lu Ming's hands seemed to be catching not a sword, but a red hot iron.

A powerful energy flow rushed towards him, burning his hands and emitting streaks of green smoke.

"Death struggle!" Shengzi snorted coldly, and the light in his eyes flowed.

The sword intent that was released seemed to be a bit bigger.

The giant sword rumbled, as if it was a giant mill moving sideways, being pushed.

Lu Ming finally couldn't take it anymore and knelt on the ground with half of his legs. At that moment, he seemed to be crushed by Wanshan. The pressure brought by the giant sword was too great.

The ground was submerged by one meter.

"I'm going to die!" The thought flashed through Lu Ming's mind.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in front of his eyes, and a white figure flew towards him, like a rustling meteor, slamming fiercely on the giant sword.

A click.

Lu Ming felt the pressure on his hands suddenly loosen.

He raised his head, but saw an incredible scene.

I saw that the [-]-meter giant sword, with its thick steel-like body, began to have spider web-like cracks, which spread rapidly, and then the whole thing burst into pieces!
It turned into endless energy fragments, like fireworks, blooming under the sky.

But among the fragments that filled the sky, a white figure stood proudly.

It was Mu Yan who made a sudden move!

Seeing Mu Yan, Lu Ming seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, showing a relieved smile.

It's hard to imagine that this ferocious body of gods and demons can also smile innocently like a child.

However, that's what it is.

"Brother Mu, thanks to you..." After Lu Ming finished speaking, the energy in his whole body faded, and he shrank instantly from a height of more than five meters, and slowly returned to his human form.

He slowly closed his eyes, obviously exhausted and about to faint.

In his gradually blurred consciousness, Lu Ming heard a sentence: "Thank you for your hard work, leave the next thing to me."

It was Mu Yan who spoke.

When Lu Ming was about to pass out, Mu Yan held him up with quick eyesight and quick hands.

Lu Ming said weakly, "I'm so useless."

"You performed well. If the levels are the same, you won't necessarily lose." Mu Yan laughed.

(End of this chapter)