Heavenly Worker Emperor

Chapter 290
What Jian Feng pointed at was Lu Gang's direction.

"Whether that person is your son or my son, as long as he poses a huge threat to China, my order is the same."

After Lu Gang finished speaking lightly, he closed his mouth. Obviously, he didn't want to say another word.

"Okay, I have been in Xing'anling Snow Mountain for many years, and I realized this sword, so I will give it to you."

As soon as Li Mingyang finished speaking, the two of them were like the centers of two tornadoes. The endless aura of heaven and earth gathered around them and hovered into the sky!

The terrifying scene completely shocked Long Ling and the others in place!

"Is this the strength of the holy class?"

"too frightening!"

The four of them were hit by Li Qiang once before, but that time, Li Qiang had no killing intent, and the strength he showed in a one-to-four match was still inferior to these two!
Frost and snowflakes circled and danced around Li Mingyang's side, and his epee slowly lifted up, like a towering snow mountain, soaring into the sky!

And the weapon of the God of War Lu Gang turned out to be a giant hammer. He held the black giant hammer, which seemed to be bigger than others.

"kill!"

When the two drank together, they saw a passage completely made of ice, freezing from between Li Mingyang and Lu Gang, as if it wanted to freeze the whole world in it!
"Boom boom boom!"

While Lu Gang swung the giant hammer, the ice shattered one after another, however, it regrouped again and flew back, seemingly endlessly!

"Too strong."

All the onlookers don't know what to say at this moment. The most shocking ones are the ordinary people in the research group. They are the closest to these martial arts masters and supernatural beings, but they analyze the strength of these people. With digital processing.

It's like classifying Gang Jin, Grand Master, and Saint!
But when they saw the holy-level powerhouse do it with their own eyes, they felt as if they were watching a Hollywood blockbuster!
"It's completely out of reach."

Long Ling and the others had a bitter look on their faces. They didn't even have the capital to persuade a fight of this level.

Boom boom boom!
There were three more explosions in succession, and Lu Gang finally couldn't hold on to the spot, he stomped on the ground, and his whole body flew into the sky like a cannonball.

"Sword Master, let's decide the winner with one move!"

He saw his sledgehammer instantly transform into a small meteorite and smash down, while Li Mingyang's giant sword, covered with layers of frost and heavy armor, suddenly slashed towards Lu Gang!

The endless frost blurred everyone's vision, only a loud bang was heard, and then, the sky was covered with frost and snowflakes, which took a long time to disperse.

The two figures seemed to fall to the ground at the same time, standing where they stood at the beginning, as if the two had never fought against each other.

"Who actually won?"

From the outside, it seems that no one is doing well.

Long Ling and the others were also very sad and indignant. As masters at their peak, they couldn't tell who was winning and who was losing!
After a long time, I heard a crisp crackling sound, and saw that the ice armor on Li Mingyang's body was shattered, revealing his bloody body.

Could it be that Lord God of War won?
Long Ling and the others focused their gazes, but the next moment, they heard Lu Gang's voice suddenly coming out.

"Are you hurt?"

Li Mingyang said lightly.

"A little injury, it's okay."

The two were silent for a long time again, Lu Gang sighed.

"awesome."

In the next second, a puff was heard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from Lu Gang's mouth, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Master God of War!"

Shocked and angry, Long Ling and the others rushed directly in the direction of Lu Gang, but they froze instantly, and saw Li Mingyang tremblingly leaning on his epee and looking at them indifferently.

"Lu Gang has lost consciousness, so that order can be revoked."

After Li Mingyang finished speaking, he dragged the epee and walked slowly outside. It seemed that he couldn't lift the sword anymore, so he could only let the epee hang on the ground, drawing deep marks.

Long Ling and the others looked at each other, and many people came over, looking at her blankly and saying.

"What now?"

Gritting his teeth, Long Ling looked at Li Mingyang's bleak but powerful back with lingering fear, and said.

"What else can I do? Which of you can stop the power of the Extreme Cold Sword Master? Do as he says!"

Li Mingyang dragged his huge sword and walked into a forest. There was no one around, but at this moment, a voice came out.

"Extremely Cold Sword Master Li Mingyang, hehe, I thought that I would never have the chance to kill you in this life, because you didn't advance too fast. It's a pity, a pity, you still gave me this chance."

The voice seemed to come from the shadows, and Li Mingyang sighed.

"Miyagi Xuanko, master of swordsmanship of the Iga style in Japan?"

A man came out slowly. He was wearing a kimono and clogs, and he looked like he was in his 40s.

"You have a very good memory. Back then, when you, as a young master, swept the martial arts world of the younger generation in Japan, I was only a small master in swordsmanship, and I couldn't fight with you sir."

"Seeing the gentleman's demeanor, I was fascinated at that time, and wished to fight with him, but Mr. He was already a master master at that time, and the younger generation of the Japanese nation came back one after another."

"I can only accept this idea, but after so many years, countless Japanese martial artists have grown into the backbone of the Japanese martial arts circle. They are always looking forward to stepping on the corpse of Mr. Fight to become famous!"

Miyagi Xuanko's eyes became brighter and brighter, as if the person he was talking about was himself.

"Are you so sure that I can't kill you? After all, you are just a master of swordsmanship, equivalent to the master of swordsmanship in China."

Li Mingyang was neither sad nor happy, just like an old monk in meditation.

Miyagi Genko slowly drew out his samurai sword, and a frenzied light flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Li, there is no need to delay any longer. I naturally believe that your strength is almost the same as that of Lu Gang. You have suffered more serious injuries than him. Now I am afraid that even a beginner in swordsmanship can kill you. Let this honor be given to you." Descend upon me, Miyagi Xuanko!"

His expression is extremely holy, and he also has a perverted pleasure of being about to kill a god.

"cut!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the long knife slashing down like a curtain of water. In his heart, the next moment, this Huaxia Sword Master would be split into two by himself.

"Hey, let me say, you Japanese monkeys, if you can't beat others, will you use these rubbish methods?"

what?
Hearing a clang, Miyagi Xuanzi's full-strength attack was actually stopped by the man in front of him with a random knife.

"How is it possible, this is a knife that I have practiced hard for ten years!"

Miyagi Xuanzi lost his mind, and saw a man with a scar on his face, walked out slowly, and yawned. Li Mingyang smiled faintly as if he knew this scene long ago.

(End of this chapter)