Chapter 1622: Take the initiative

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Lu Mingpan sits under the ancient tree of Taoism and concentrates on cultivation.
Three days passed by!
"It's too slow, there is no war, so blindly practicing, the speed is too slow!"
Lu Ming finished training and whispered.
In fact, under the ancient tree of Taoism, he realized Taoism, and with the aid of Heavenly Daoist Stone, the speed of cultivation is not slow anymore, but it is naturally much worse than the speed of training in the fight.
"It's so arrogant here, it just happened to be a sparring partner, isn't it a pity to miss it!"
Lu Ming smiled, changed a set of black robes, out of the mountain and river map, and headed out of the dark water city.
Out of the dark water city, looking at the lake not far away, I really saw many young people standing over the lake, and there were also two young people who were fighting fiercely.
Lu Ming's palm glowed, a Shura mask appeared in his hand, and then brought to his face, suddenly added a fierce temperament.
This Shura mask was used by Lu Ming when it was not high. With its material, it can be seen through at a glance when it meets the powerful emperor of the Wu Emperor.
But Lu Ming covered it with real yuan, others would not see through it.
Wearing a Shura mask, Lu Ming stepped forward and walked towards those young men, his body filled with cold breath.
Some people were alarmed, and they came to the landing to see Lu Ming wearing a Shura mask, revealing a strange look.
"Huh, a Wu Emperor Nine Heavy People, wearing a mask, so it is mysterious and pretend to be a ghost!"
Someone snorted coldly, watching the landing cry coldly.
boom!
Suddenly, Lu Ming started, stepped out, appeared over the person who spoke, and stepped out.
A Qingtian foot condensed out like a god's foot, and stepped towards the person who spoke.
"court death!"
The man shouted, Zhenyuan erupted, and his momentum soared into the sky, condensing into a war sword, slamming toward the landing.
Above the sword of war, it also carries the power of the law.
This man is a strong man in the second stage of the half-sacred. The existence of the spirit of the finest ground has amazing fighting power.
Just when many people thought that Lu Ming was going to be killed by a knife, the result was unexpected.
boom!
Optimus's foot stepped down, the war blade collapsed, and the giant foot continued to step down.
The second half of the second half of the saint was directly smashed by the foot of Lu Ming towards the lake below, vomiting blood.
"kill!"
Lu Ming shouted, his fist glowed, and his fist burst.
A terrible punch, as if through the void, slammed toward the lake below.
boom!
The lake water is monstrous, waves are bursting, and the lake water is spread to the four sides by fists, exposing the bottom of the lake.
I saw that there was a huge big pit at the bottom of the lake. The half-sacred person in the second stage, lying in the big pit, had no breath at all, and was killed by Lu Ming.
Lu Ming stretched his hand and sucked, the true element was like a ribbon, rolled up the other party's storage ring, the lake water flowed back, and the arrogance stayed at the bottom of the lake forever.
"So strong!"
Many people were shocked.
This man with the mask of Shura, although he only has Wuhuang Jiuzhong, is by no means pretending to be a ghost, but a very terrifying existence.
"Which force is this?"
Some people guessed.
After all, there are too many emperor-level forces, and every day, there will be Tianjiao of the emperor-level forces to join, and no one knows what kind of Tianjiao will appear.
Uh!
Lu Ming's eyes were like electricity, and coldness was like a knife, glancing around.
Some people were swept away by Lu Ming's eyes and could not help but sigh in their hearts.
"You, fight me!"
Lu Ming's eyes were fixed on a blood-robed young man, and he stepped out directly, punching at the blood-robed young man.
After coming to the Baizu battlefield for several months, Lu Ming has been used to the rules here.
Here, there are no rules, only discipline and challenge. Here, there is no reason for who you want to work on.
Lu Ming is here to find a master to fight, he does not want to waste time, take the initiative to attack.
"Don't think that if you kill a waste, you can fight me, kill!"
The blood-robed youth saw that Lu Ming dared to deal with him, and an astonishing killing suddenly broke out, his body covered with blood, and a palm waved out, a palm print, slamming toward the landing.
Boom! Boom!
Lu Ming blasted two more punches in succession, bombarded with the Scarlet Palmprint, and issued a terrible wave. Lu Ming's fist strength was directly dissipated, and the Scarlet Palmprint kept on, with a terrifying power of law, rang toward the landing Come.
"Great, the heavenly body is really powerful!"
Lu Ming didn't panic and rejoice, stepping forward, Zhenyuan madly poured into Liuyuan's gloves, punched out with a punch, smashed the palm print, and continued to kill the robe youth.
This blood-robed young man is the existence of a celestial spirit body, the same level of arrogance as the phoenix spirit and ten thousand days.
Lu Ming wants to get started, and the characters he chooses are naturally very strong and weak, and what role does it play.
"Blood Devil's Handprint!"
The blood robe youth roared, the blood was filled, the body seemed to be transformed into rich blood gas, the law of blood burst out, a huge palm print was formed, and suppressed to the landing Ming, to shoot Lu Ming into the mud,
Lu Ming's body glowed, with bright spots shining, and twelve Paladins emerged.
Lu Ming held a black dragon gun, and the soldier's breath was infused, and the chaotic field covered it, and it turned into a mountain-like gun thorn, and poked out towards the sky.
boom!
The trembling roar sounded, and the rifle and palm prints disappeared at the same time.
"That's Wan Bing Jue, he's from the Wan Family!"
"Wan Jiaran has such a terrifying arrogance that Wuhuang Jiuzhong is so powerful?"
Some people exclaimed in disbelief.
"Ten thousand people, kill!"
The blood-robed young man was extremely powerful, his chances were cold, and he walked away. With him, his blood became more and more intense, as if it turned into a sea of ​​blood.
Wow!
A blood flag appeared in his hand.
He waved the blood flag, and the blood flag suddenly grew larger, carrying the sea of ​​blood, and wrapped to the landing Ming.
"broken!"
The black dragon gun in Lu Ming's hand was suddenly thrown out, like a black lightning, to penetrate the sea of ​​blood, and at the same time, Lu Ming took a paladin sword and stepped out, one sword cut out, a shocking sword gas, as if To split the world.
The sea of ​​blood was split open, but after a while, it came together again.
The Black Dragon Gun flew back and returned without success.
The sea of ​​blood permeated, the blood flag covered the sky, and Lu Ming enveloped it.
"Turn me into a pool of blood!"
The blood-robed youth spoke out indifferently.
"The man with the mask of Shura is finished. He is enveloped by the blood prison flag of the blood prisoner. There is a way to death. It must be turned into a pool of blood!"
"Yes, the blood prisoner's combat power is amazing. Once the blood prison flag is out, even the arrogance of the same level as him, he dare not be shrouded in. Although the mask's combat power is terrifying, after all, the emperor is ninefold!"
"Another Tianjiao falls!"
There was a lot of discussion in the Quartet, and even the two young men who were at the beginning of the battle had already stopped fighting.
Lu Ming was enveloped by the blood prison flag, covering the sky and the sun, and looking around, all of them were blood flags and blood seas.
A terrible blood gas, constantly infiltrating into the landing Ming, to refine Lu Ming into a pool of blood.
Lu Ming resisted with the realm of chaos, and there was a burst of noise in the realm of chaos.