Invincibility starts from the swallowing of time and space

Chapter 79

Lang Song, Wang Zhaodi and Niu Bi have also returned to the carriage, the masked men fighting them are only three people who still have some combat power, so it's nothing to worry about.

The key to the victory of this battle has been transferred to the mysterious seventh-rank powerhouse who does not know where to hide.Neither Tie Lihua nor Lu Ming expected that the other party could invite a seventh-rank expert.

A strong man of this level is enough to be on an equal footing with the Grand Commander Zhong Qianzhong. There are not many in the entire Donghua Mansion. How could they appear here?

"Where's Lu Ming?" Tie Lihua looked around, but couldn't find any trace of Lu Ming, so she couldn't help asking worriedly.

Lang Song hurriedly replied: "The deputy commander went to chase and kill that ninth-rank consummate true warrior, but he hasn't returned yet."

"Nonsense! How can you leave the team so easily at a time like this?" Tie Lihua frowned slightly, but she couldn't do anything for a while, and now she couldn't find anyone to find Lu Ming.

When Lu Ming heard this not far away, his heart warmed, knowing that Tie Lihua was concerned about her own safety.

But he couldn't care less about it now. There were seventh-rank powerhouses watching over his head, and two eighth-rank masters, Zhang Qianmo and Qinglanshan Master, were blocking the retreat, and a deadly battle was imminent.

As for the three ninth-rank true warriors, they were no longer a threat, and they were left to Lang Song.

"Where?!" Suddenly, if Lu Ming felt something, the gathered and compressed dark clouds above his head rolled and surged, and there was clearly a pure and powerful aura that was about to come out.

As the dark clouds surged and gathered, a Zhang Zhang palm, formed like a black cloud, shrouded hundreds of feet above everyone's heads, as if it were real, and one could even see the spiritual brilliance flowing from the palm lines on the giant palm of the dark cloud.

"What is this, cloud-dispelling palm?" Lu Ming was taken aback. From the dark cloud palm print, he felt a huge threat, and the surging spiritual power in it was unprecedented.

The biggest problem is that he still hasn't been able to find the real body of the other party. How can he fight?
"Just playing tricks, leave this person to me." Tie Lizi's expression was cold, and a sword sounded from under her feet. The generous flying sword supported her and swayed straight up.

"Mr. Lu Ping, I'm sorry." Tie Lihua cupped her fists at Lu Ming, and then charged at Zhang Qianmo again with a knife, showing an indomitable momentum.

The remaining master of Qinglan Mountain was of course left to Lu Ming, who is also a master of wind control.

"That's right, it finally fell into my hands." Lu Ming looked at Lord Qinglanshan, which was exactly what he wanted.

The master of Qinglan Mountain stared at Lu Ming, his eyes couldn't be calmed down, and he asked coldly, "Who the hell is your Excellency, why did you steal my holy land of Qinglan Mountain at night?"

Ever since Lu Ming appeared as Lu Ping, the Lord of Qinglan Mountain had recognized him, and it wasn't until now that he had the chance to confront him face to face.

Lu Ming didn't bother to pay attention to such meaningless questions from the other party. He stepped on the light wind, surrounded by wind spirit chains around his body, and rushed towards Qinglan Mountain Lord.

snort!
The master of Qinglan Mountain was even angrier, and while Yufeng distanced himself from Lu Ming, he waved his hand and raised a series of wind wheel slashes, drawing elusive traces from all directions, and came to surround and kill Lu Ming.

"It's just a great achievement of Wind Wheel Slash, let you see the real Wind Wheel Slash." Lu Ming secretly laughed, and the spiritual power in his body had already gushed out, and the more solid Wind Wheels left the body one after another.

Lu Ming's Wind Wheel Slash was more agile, precisely cutting through the wind blade of Qinglan Mountain Lord, and then unabated to kill Qinglan Mountain Lord whose expression changed drastically.

"You must be from the Yunkong Mountain lineage. You and I belong to the same lineage, so why do you want to kill each other?" Qinglan Mountain Master shouted sternly while condensing green wind vortices around his body.

He has already realized that he is far inferior to the wind-controlling supernatural being in front of him, no matter in terms of cultivation, supernatural powers, or spells.

Lu Ming felt a little amused, is friendship useful at this time?What's more, he is not a demon subduer of the Yunkong Mountain family at all.

Ignoring the other party's question, Lu Ming was a little curious about the new spell cast by the Qinglan Mountain Lord, not knowing how powerful it was.

A series of wind wheels came towards the master of Qinglan Mountain, but when they encountered the vortex of the Qingfeng, they were pulled by ingenious forces, deviated from the direction, and circumvented Qinglan without a trace. The body of the mountain master.

"It's interesting, this should also be an eighth-rank spell, which focuses on defense..." Lu Ming secretly praised, but he was not moved. He didn't need this kind of spell for the time being.

As an eighth-rank consummated true martial artist, the last thing he fears is the enemy getting close.Of course, the main reason is that he is reluctant to waste time and space power.

"See how much Wind Wheel Slash you can stop me." Lu Ming just took the opportunity to become proficient in his Wind Wheel Slash spell, and the crescent moon blades were cut out desperately. He believed that the opponent's defensive spells also had their limits. of.

Master Qinglan Mountain was miserable, and with dozens of wind blades added to his body, he was already feeling exhausted.

Especially after Lu Ming became more and more proficient in Wind Wheel Slash, many wind blades driven away by Qinglan Mountain Lord did not dissipate, but under Lu Ming's control, they went back and forth and struck again, making Qinglan The pressure on the mountain master increased exponentially.

"Rest in peace." Lu Ming's use of Wind Wheel Slash became more and more handy. With a sigh from the bottom of his heart, the two wind blades finally passed through the gap and slashed across Qinglan Mountain Master's neck, completely annihilating the opponent's vitality.

call!
Lu Ming felt the change of time and space in his body, and he felt refreshed, and his control of the wind force of heaven and earth rose to a higher level again.

After taking the time to look inside the time and space in his body, Lu Ming secretly rejoiced, "Sure enough, the Wind Control Magic Ability has reached the third early stage, and the power of my related spells has also increased significantly."

Spells are closely related to magical powers. After Lu Ming's Wind Control Magical Power reaches the third level, his Wind Spirit Locking Technique and Wind Wheel Slashing have been greatly improved. The level has not changed, but the power has greatly increased.

Only then did Lu Ming have time to pay attention to the other battles.

Around the carriage, three more corpses were added, which were the three ninth-rank true warriors.They were not the opponents of Lang Song and others at all, but they still rushed into the carriage without fear of death. They were real warriors, so they died the fastest.

Tie Lihua and Zhang Qianmo were fighting in the dense forest not far away. Both of them had already exerted their full strength. Wherever they passed, the snow melted, the trees fell and the ground sank, and the destructive power was astonishing.

Tie Lihua is worthy of being a man in the female middle class. Although his realm is slightly weaker than Zhang Qianmo's, he is still more brave than him.

Lu Ming glanced at the battle in the sky again, and couldn't help frowning secretly. The situation of Little Sword Fairy Tie Lizi seemed not very good.

"Mr. Lu Ping, please retreat to the seventh-rank powerful enemy first." At this time, Tie Lihua's slightly anxious voice came, with a bit of urgency.

(End of this chapter)