The youth in embroidered clothes attacked, sending out a pitch-black palm that made the Ancestor of Technique's heart palpitate.
Ignoring Kang Ji, the Ancestor of Technique slashed out with all his might, sending out a bright sword light.
Boom!
With a shocking explosion, the Ancestor of Technique's sword light slashed onto the pitch-black palm. The sword light couldn't take it and collapsed, but the palm didn't stop and continued towards the Ancestor of Technique.
The Ancestor of Technique used his battle sword to block, but he was sent flying a thousand miles away. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.
"What terrifying power. Is this the power of an inner sect disciple of the Mystic Academy?"
The Ancestor of Technique thought to himself as helplessness appeared in his eyes.
This youth in embroidered clothes was at the sixth level of the True God Realm, and he was extremely powerful. He wasn't someone Kang Ji could compare to.
Even if they were at the same level, the Ancestor of Technique wasn't confident he could beat him.
"General!"
The people of the Righteous Army were filled with despair.
"Powerful, powerful. An inner sect disciple of the Mystic Academy is indeed powerful. Haha, Fa Ming, die!"
Kang Ji roared in his heart, his eyes ferocious.
"Your strength is not bad. It's not easy to have someone like you in the Chaotic Star River. How about this, hand over your secret technique and become my dog in the future. If you work for me, I'll spare your life."
The youth in embroidered clothes had his hands behind his back as he looked down on the Ancestor of Technique.
"Hahaha!"
The Ancestor of Technique laughed loudly, then said, "If you want to kill me, then kill me. If you want me to kneel and become your dog, keep dreaming. Also, if you want my secret technique, then keep dreaming."
"Since you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, I'll fulfill your wish."
The youth in embroidered clothes' expression turned cold. Divine power circulated around his body, and cold killing intent spread out. At the same time, a pitch-black battle sword appeared in his hand.
Whoosh!
A terrifying sword light flashed and slashed towards the Ancestor of Technique.
The Ancestor of Technique used all his power to block with his sword.
Dang!
The sword light dissipated, and the Ancestor of Technique grunted as he flew a thousand miles away. He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his body was covered in wounds. They were all small sword wounds.
Against the youth in embroidered clothes, the Ancestor of Technique was no match. The difference in cultivation was too great.
"General!"
The Righteous Army turned pale with fright.
Kang Ji and the others were naturally overjoyed.
"You want to fight against Senior Brother Luo? You really don't know your limits."
On the side, Kang Long, Situ Xiao, and the others sneered.
"I'll ask you one more time. Will you hand over the secret technique or not?"
The young man in embroidered clothes asked again.
"If you want to kill me, then kill me. You want my secret technique? Dream on!"
The Ancestor of Techniques sneered.
"You're courting death! Dark Devil Divine Blade!"
The young man in the expensive gown was furious. His godly energy exploded and all the energy in his body converged into a terrifying blade that headed towards the Ancestor of Technique.
This blade, the youth in embroidered clothes already used his full strength under his rage. The power was extremely shocking. An ordinary Fifth Level True God would be slain by this blade.
The terrifying blade light pressed down on the Ancestor of Techniques. Facing this blade, the Ancestor of Techniques would definitely not be able to block it. He would die under this blade.
"General!"
The people of the Righteous Army screamed.
"So be it!"
The Ancestor of Techniques released a long roar, erupting with all of his strength. Even if he was going to die, he was going to die brilliantly, die in battle. He wasn't going to resign himself to death.
Rumble!
However, right at that moment, intense rumbling sounds came from the depths of the sky. Explosions were unceasingly sounding in the sky.
Many people subconsciously raised their heads to look.
"That's … a galactic battleship."
"What a beautiful galactic battleship. What kind of galactic battleship is that? It actually charged into the atmosphere."
Many people had different thoughts in their minds.
Normally, when a galactic battleship charged into the atmosphere, it would stop. But this galactic battleship didn't stop. It directly charged towards the Righteous Army's headquarters at an extremely fast speed.
Hmm?
The young man in the expensive gown was also stunned because he realized that the galactic battleship was actually charging towards him.
His heart skipped a beat and his blade changed direction. He didn't slash at the Ancestor of Techniques but at the galactic battleship.
Boom!
The blade light slashed onto the galactic battleship. The galactic battleship wasn't damaged at all. On the other hand, the young man in the expensive gown was pushed back and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
The galactic battleship also stopped in the sky.
Many people looked at the galactic battleship, especially the people of the Righteous Army. Their eyes were filled with hope.
It was obvious that the galactic battleship was charging towards the young man in the expensive gown. Could it be that they had reinforcements?
"Who is it? Get out here. "
The young man in the expensive gown narrowed his eyes and shouted angrily.
Kacha!
The door of the galactic battleship opened and a figure walked out.
"Lu Ming, it's you."
The first person to shout was none other than Kang Long.
He had been thinking about taking revenge on Lu Ming every day. Naturally, he had a deep impression of Lu Ming and recognized him at a glance.
"Lu Ming, it's him. Lu Ming is back."
"How could it be him? Did he bring experts from the Kongxuan School?"
The people of the Righteous Army were stunned. Then, the hope in their eyes intensified. They hoped that Lu Ming had brought experts from the Kongxuan School. If that was the case, they might be saved today.
"It's that brat …"
Kang Ji, Situ Haonan, and the others' eyes emitted cold light.
"Lu Ming …"
The Ancestor of Techniques was also shocked.
"Brat, so you're Lu Ming."
The young man in the expensive gown looked at Lu Ming with cold eyes.
He had heard of Lu Ming's name before. Firstly, Lu Ming was the champion of the Qin Tian Thirteen Sects' assessment. Also, he had heard about him from Kang Ji, Situ Xiao, and Situ Feng.
"I'm Lu Ming. It's the real deal."
Lu Ming smiled faintly. He looked around and found that everyone was fine. He secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He had finally made it.
"Who else from the Kongxuan School is here? Come out. Today, the Mystic Academy is doing something. Let's see who dares to stop us?"
The young man in the expensive gown said coldly. He looked past Lu Ming and at the door of the galactic battleship.
He didn't put Lu Ming in his eyes. He was just a new disciple of the Kongxuan School. He could crush him with one finger.
Obviously, he didn't know about Lu Ming's performance in the Ice Soul Race. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so arrogant.
"Don't worry. It's just me today. There's no one else."
Lu Ming smiled faintly. He waved his hand and kept the galactic battleship.
"What? Just Lu Ming alone? "
"Oh no!"
Hearing this, the faces of the Righteous Army members changed. They had some hope, but it turned into despair.
What could Lu Ming do even if he came alone? He couldn't change the outcome.
"Oh no!"
Ancestral Gragon, Titan Longhorn, and the others were also worried.
"Hahaha, this brat came alone. He's courting death!"
"Good. We can get rid of him today. We can kill two birds with one stone. We won't have to find a chance to kill him in the future. Even the heavens are helping us!"
Kang Ji, Kang Long, Situ Haonan, and the others laughed in their hearts.
Originally, Lu Ming had joined the Kongxuan School and his talent was incomparably shocking. They were afraid of him. They were thinking of how to kill Lu Ming after destroying the Righteous Army. They didn't expect that Lu Ming would deliver himself to their doorstep. How could they not be happy?
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