Chapter 1997
Words:1978Update:23/03/29 16:59:55
Lu Ming sneered.
Fearless?
If he was really fearless, he wouldn't have wasted so much time talking to Feng Wuchen. He would have slapped him to death.
"Kill!"
Lu Ming let out a long howl and launched an attack. His figure suddenly charged toward Feng Wuchen.
Many people sighed.
Lu Ming was still the same Lu Ming, the Lu Ming who had stirred up the storm in the Ancient Moon Sacred Ground.
He was still so daring to kill the Feng Clan's King-Body Feng Wuchen in front of the Wind Clan's Martial Emperor.
"How dare you!"
The Wind Clan's Martial Emperor shouted and pressed down with one hand. A powerful aura acted on Lu Ming's body.
In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to have solidified. Lu Ming felt as if hundreds of mountains were pressing down on him. His body suddenly stopped moving.
"Bubble, let's attack together!"
Lu Ming transmitted his voice to Bubble.
Bubble had been sitting on Lu Ming's shoulder. At this moment, her face was red. Spacetime Light spread out and her small hand slashed forward like a knife.
Zi zi zi …
The space fluctuated violently as if it was about to split open. The Wind Clan's Martial Emperor's power on Lu Ming was also torn apart.
"Break!"
Lu Ming shouted. The Light of Primal Chaos erupted as he pointed with his finger.
The Primal Chaos Energy surged. The power of the Primal Chaos Tribulation Finger gathered at one point and merged with Bubble's power.
Boom!
That space surged, and a tear appeared in the Martial Emperor's energy.
"Not good!"
The Wind Clan's Martial Emperor's face changed.
But in the next moment, Lu Ming's figure disappeared. He broke through the Martial Emperor's power and suddenly appeared in front of Feng Wuchen. He grabbed at Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen originally thought that with the Martial Emperor present, he would be safe. He never expected that Lu Ming could break through the Martial Emperor's power and suddenly appear in front of him.
He wanted to retreat, but it was too late.
Lu Ming grabbed Feng Wuchen's neck. Violent energy surged in and sealed Feng Wuchen's cultivation.
Bam!
Lu Ming grabbed Feng Wuchen and slammed him onto the ground.
The ground rumbled. The floor of the Feng Clan's palace was made of hard black gold, but it cracked. Feng Wuchen's entire body was embedded in the black gold.
He coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, his body twitched, and his eyes turned white like a dead fish.
The people from the other forces were all dumbfounded and shocked.
Firstly, they were shocked that Lu Ming was able to break through the barrier of Martial Emperor's strength.
Ordinary cultivators below Martial Emperor would find it hard to move under the suppression of a Martial Emperor.
Secondly, they were shocked that Lu Ming had really kept his word. He had seriously injured Feng Wuchen in the Wind Clan's palace before the Wind Clan's Martial Emperor. It looked like he really wanted to kill Feng Wuchen.
Fiend! A true fiend!
Lu Xiang Xiang and the others felt their blood boil as they watched.
"I advise you to let Feng Wuchen go!"
The Wind Clan's Martial Emperor's face was extremely gloomy. A terrifying killing intent was brewing in his heart.
Lu Ming was actually able to defeat Feng Wuchen despite the obstruction of his power. This made him lose all his face.
Moreover, Feng Wuchen couldn't die. He had a peerless Monarch Physique and his future was unpredictable. He had the potential to become a Martial Emperor.
Although the Wind Clan was an ancient clan with a deep foundation and shocking strength, they didn't have a Martial Emperor.
A Martial Emperor was too important to a force.
"Let him go and let him take revenge on me? I won't give him a second chance! "
Lu Ming's eyes were cold as he stepped on Feng Wuchen's face. Feng Wuchen's body twitched again.
"If you kill him, your friends will also die!"
Several more voices came from the Wind Clan's palace. Each of them exuded a terrifying aura.
Martial Emperors, they were all Martial Emperors!
One of them had a vast and unfathomable aura. Divine light surrounded him. It was a True Emperor.
It looked like the Wind Clan was no longer calm. Martial Emperors had appeared one after another.
The one who spoke earlier was a True Emperor. His sharp eyes looked at Xiang Xiang and the others.
"A great True Emperor wants to use a few juniors to threaten me? How laughable!"
Lu Ming's expression darkened.
"Let Feng Wuchen go or none of you will be able to leave. I know you have an old clan behind you, but that won't scare my Wind Clan!"
The True Emperor coldly spoke. His powerful aura enveloped the group. He only needed a thought to kill them all with Xiang Xiang.
"Master, don't worry about us, just kill that guy!"
Xiang Xiang shouted.
"Shut up!"
The True Emperor shouted and raised his hand. A large hand reached for Xiang Xiang.
Suddenly, space in front of Xiang Xiang cracked. A cane flew out and destroyed the hand.
Next, the staff grew to the size of a towering tree and slammed down on the Wind True Emperor.
"Uncle Kong!"
Lu Ming's heart stirred. He naturally recognized that this walking stick belonged to Uncle Kong.
"It's Grandpa Kong!"
Xiang Xiang cried out.
The True Emperor's expression changed. He could feel a terrifying pressure coming from the cane.
He let out a long roar. World Time erupted, blasting out with the power of the world. Endless wind howled, sweeping towards the walking stick.
However, the wind was dispersed and the cane struck the True Emperor, sending him flying a hundred miles away. He turned pale and vomited blood.
Everyone was shocked. One move was enough to injure a True Emperor.
"It's that guy from Grand Development Hall!"
"His power is unfathomable!"
The experts of the other forces in the Ancient Moon Holy Ground discussed in shock.
The Wan Clan and Celestial Wolf Pagoda had ugly expressions.
After all, Uncle Kong killed two of their True Emperors back then.
"Several years ago, I told the seniors not to interfere with the matters of the younger generation, especially since they're only a bunch of Saints. You Void Emperors and even True Emperors want to fight, so don't blame me for bullying the weak!"
Uncle Kong's voice came from the cane.
"Senior, it's better to squash enmity than keep it alive. Feng Wuchen has also suffered. Tell Lu Ming to let him go and the Wind Clan won't interfere. What do you think?"
The True Emperor cupped his fist and said.
"I won't interfere with the matters of the younger generation. Let them decide whether to kill them or not. You emperors shouldn't interfere either!"
Uncle Kong said.
"Senior, you're saying that you must interfere. Starting a war with the Wind Clan won't do you any good!"
The True Emperor coldly said.
"I'd like to see how you'll do that to me!"
Uncle Kong said.
The Martial Emperors from the Wind Clan had ugly expressions. It was clear that Uncle Kong was going to interfere.
"Send a message to the Patriarch!"
The True Emperor messaged a Void Emperor of the Wind Clan.
The Void Emperor nodded and secretly sent a message.
"Lu Ming, do what you want, no need to worry!"
Uncle Kong's voice came from the cane.
The Wind Clan's experts were aghast.
"Stop!"
Everyone from the Wind Clan roared.
"No!"
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