That sword light made Lu Ming's hair stand on end. That was definitely a terrifying expert, definitely not an ordinary Empty Emperor.
Peak Empty Emperor!
Swoosh!
Lu Ming displayed his extreme speed, his body constantly changing, like a bolt of lightning, extremely fast, trying his best to avoid the sword light.
In the end, the sword light slashed down, and Lu Ming dodged it. However, there were still aftershocks that swept Lu Ming. Lu Ming groaned, and his body flew far away.
In the air, Lu Ming coughed up blood. When he was about to land, Lu Ming struck out a palm, and a palm force bombarded the ground. Lu Ming borrowed the force, and his body drifted forward faster.
A peak Void Emperor was invincible. He was too powerful. He could kill Lu Ming in one move.
Lu Ming could only escape, but it was a terrible crisis.
Now, no one could help him, and he could only rely on himself.
In the sky, a black-robed man wearing a Death Mask appeared, and his body was filled with incomparable cold killing intent.
If one could see through the mask, they would definitely see that this person's face was cold and gloomy.
He glanced around and saw the remaining assassins, and his eyes were about to spit fire.
He had sent so many experts, all of whom were in the Martial Emperor Realm, to assassinate a junior, who was still in the Saint Realm, but they could not kill him, and so many of his own people had died.
If this spread out, it would be a great blow to the reputation of the Death Nation.
Therefore, Lu Ming must die!
Swoosh!
He slashed with his sword again and a ray of sword gleam charged toward Lu Ming.
Lu Ming tried his best to dodge, but this time was even worse. The sword edge brushed past him, and his body was almost split in half. There was a one-meter long sword wound on his body, and it was so deep that his bones could be seen, and even his internal organs could be seen wriggling.
However, Lu Ming did not stop, and he continued to rush forward.
In front, there was a large pit, and it was covered with bones.
"It's here!"
Lu Ming's eyes lit up.
"Kill!"
High up in the air, the expert wearing the Death God Mask saw that his two moves had failed to kill Lu Ming, and his killing intent became even colder.
Endless sword light bloomed in his hand, and hundreds of sword lights appeared in the sky.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Hundreds of sword lights, densely packed from all directions, pierced towards Lu Ming.
Hundreds of sword lights had completely sealed off Lu Ming's escape route. This was a sure-kill move, executed by a Peak Illusionary Emperor. Lu Ming had nowhere to run.
In an instant, hundreds of sword lights all struck Lu Ming, drowning him. There was a violent rumble, bones flew everywhere, dust flew, and Lu Ming let out an unwilling roar. After that, there was no more movement.
When the dust settled, there was nothing left.
With a flash, a few black-robed figures flew over and landed on the ground. Above them, the expert wearing the Grim Reaper Mask also descended from the air.
"Is Lu Ming dead?"
"He must be dead. Under Lord's attack, not even his bones are left!"
The black-robed figures spoke one after another.
The expert wearing the Grim Reaper Mask scanned the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness, and even penetrated deep into the ground, but he did not find anything unusual.
Then, he stretched out his hand, and a storage ring flew out from among the bones and landed in his hand.
There were bloodstains on the storage ring. He sensed it and knew that it was Lu Ming's aura.
"Lu Ming should be dead. His bones have merged with the bones here, leaving only a storage ring!"
The expert wearing the Grim Reaper Mask said.
He was very confident that under that move, Lu Ming would have died without a doubt.
In that instant, Lu Ming could not have escaped. There was only one explanation, Lu Ming was dead, and not even his bones were left.
The storage ring was the best explanation.
"This kid is really a freak. He's too terrifying. He can control two supreme laws!"
"Fortunately, Lord came. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if the kid escaped!"
The other black-robed figures flattered.
"He is indeed a freak. Alright, let's hurry and leave. The news will spread soon. I'm afraid the experts of Destiny City will be here soon!"
"Also, in two days, spread the news that the Son of Chaos was killed by us. It will definitely shock the world!"
The masked expert said coldly. Then, his figure flashed and the figures of the assassins disappeared.
Ten miles away, in a hidden mountain valley, Lu Ming coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, his face pale.
Naturally, he was not dead.
"This time, it's all thanks to Xiaoqing's scapegoat puppet!"
Lu Ming sighed.
Just now, when he was about to be drowned by the sword light, he decisively used the scapegoat puppet that Xie Nianqing had given him.
The scapegoat puppet was incomparably mysterious. In an instant, his body was moved ten miles away, and the enemy's attack was all absorbed by the puppet.
Therefore, Lu Ming was not dead. The one who died was the scapegoat puppet.
The scapegoat puppet had died for him once!
At the critical moment, Lu Ming had left behind an interspatial ring.
Even so, Lu Ming was swept by the aftershocks, and several more sword wounds appeared on his body. Waves of destructive power constantly drilled into the depths of his body.
"These people think I'm dead. It's not good for me to show myself now. I'll change my identity and heal here. I'll appear again when the Battle of Ten Earths begins."
Lu Ming thought to himself.
If he showed himself now, who knew if the enemy would send another assassination attempt? He didn't have a scapegoat puppet now.
Lu Ming used the Divine Breath Art to conceal his aura, then headed deeper into the Ancient Battlefield. He found a hidden place and entered the Mountainriver Diagram to heal his injuries.
His injuries were very serious. There were streaks of destructive sword light in his body that wanted to destroy his body. If he wanted to heal his injuries, he first had to dispel the sword light.
Lu Ming controlled the four laws and began to dispel the sword light.
In the blink of an eye, a few days passed. Lu Ming finally dispelled the sword light.
As soon as the sword light was dispelled, Lu Ming's body began to rapidly recover. His bones and muscles were regenerating and healing rapidly.
At this moment, a piece of news spread that shook the entire Divine Fate Land.
Lu Ming, the Son of Primal Chaos who came from Primal Mountain, had been killed by the Nation of Death in Destiny City.
When this news came out, the world was in an uproar. Countless people were shocked.
Lu Ming had displayed terrifying talent and battle strength as soon as he came to the Divine Fate Land. With his cultivation at the great circle of the Absolute Saint realm, he had defeated several Sons of Primal Chaos consecutively. Even Mu Yang, who was known as a seed expert, was defeated by Lu Ming and trampled under Lu Ming's feet.
Originally, countless people thought highly of Lu Ming. They thought that Lu Ming would be a peak expert in the Battle of Ten Earths, a seed expert. Countless people looked forward to the battle between Lu Ming and the Son of Primal Chaos, Yuan Xin.
But now, Lu Ming had been killed by the Nation of Death.
This was because the news was released by the Nation of Death.
The Nation of Death was very arrogant. They claimed to the outside world that so what if he was a peerless genius? So what if he hid in Destiny City? If the Nation of Death wanted to kill someone, it was useless no matter where he hid.
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