Lu Ming had not expected to meet Wu Fan at the edge of the mainland.
Lu Ming looked around and realized that Wu Fan had not lost any of his men. There were still 36 of them.
"Just the two of you. Lu Ming, it seems like you have lost all your men. Hahaha. Now, let's see how you will die!"
Wu Fan laughed and revealed a cold killing intent. He looked as though he was sure that Lu Ming would die.
"Wan Shen, were they not among the men you chased away?"
Lu Ming ignored Wu Fan and sent a message to Wan Shen.
"They were not among us!"
Wan Shen replied.
Lu Ming nodded. If Wu Fan and his men were among the men that Wan Shen had chased away, Wu Fan would not be so arrogant when he saw Lu Ming with Wan Shen. He looked as though he was sure that he would defeat Lu Ming.
Seeing that Lu Ming had ignored him, Wu Fan's face turned ferocious and his killing intent intensified.
"Brat, you still dare to be arrogant in front of me. I will make you die a horrible death. No, I will not let you die so easily. I will make you wish that you were dead."
Wu Fan roared like a wild beast.
"Is that so? I would like to see how you are going to make me wish that I was dead!"
Lu Ming smiled faintly and stepped forward, walking toward Wu Fan.
Wu Fan was shocked and retreated. At the same time, he roared, "Attack! Cripple this bastard!"
"Brat, kneel down and apologize to Young Master!"
A middle-aged man stepped out from behind Wu Fan and the aura of a Peak Divine King exploded. The violent aura pressed down on Lu Ming like a mountain and wanted to force Lu Ming to kneel down.
However, Lu Ming's body shook slightly and blocked the pressure.
The middle-aged man was shocked. He had not expected Lu Ming to be able to block his pressure. He was furious and slapped down on Lu Ming. He shouted, "Kneel down!"
A huge palm pressed down on Lu Ming's head.
Swoosh!
Behind Lu Ming, a stone spear stabbed out towards the palm.
With a puchi sound, the palm was directly pierced through, and blood flowed out.
Ah!
The middle-aged man let out a blood-curdling scream and retreated.
However, the stone spear was even faster. It caught up to the middle-aged man in an instant. The middle-aged man let out a furious roar and tried his best to block it. However, it was useless. His defense was penetrated. Then, his head was also pierced by the stone spear.
The middle-aged man, a peak Divine King, was killed in an instant.
Wu Fan and the others were stunned as they stared blankly at Wan Shen.
That was a Peak Divine King, yet he was killed so easily. Who was the Myriad God?
"Damn it! Let's attack together and kill these two bastards!"
After being stunned for a while, Wu Fan finally reacted and let out a wolf-like howl.
Boom boom boom …
Wu Fan's subordinates erupted like volcanoes, bursting with powerful auras.
At the same time, they attacked. All sorts of attacks were launched at Lu Ming and Myriad God.
An ancient and desolate aura erupted from Wan Shen's body. Then, a stone bell appeared, enveloping him and Lu Ming within it.
The attacks from all directions landed on the stone bell. However, only clanging sounds could be heard. They did not break through the stone bell's defense.
"Kill!"
Then, Wan Shen shouted. He opened his mouth and a silver river rushed out. Two experts were enveloped by the silver river. They screamed as their bodies melted in the silver river.
At the same time, Wan Shen held the long spear in his hand and charged out. The long spear swept out and the tip of the spear broke through the opponent's attack, cutting off the head of a Peak Divine King.
The moment he attacked, he killed three Peak Divine King Realm experts.
After killing three people, Wan Shen did not stop moving. He continued to attack and killed his way into the crowd.
Like a tiger entering a pack of wolves, the battle was completely one-sided. Screams could be heard as people were killed at every moment.
In less than a minute, more than a dozen of the thirty-six Peak Divine King Realm experts were killed.
Not far away, Wu Fan's body was trembling. His face was pale and there was no trace of blood.
Fear, endless fear. He was shrouded in endless fear.
Those were Peak Divine Kings. However, in the hands of Wan Shen, they were as weak as little chicks.
He was not the only one. The remaining people were also terrified.
"Young Master, let's go!"
An old man turned and ran. He wanted to escape with Wu Fan.
"Wan Shen, don't leave a single one alive. Kill them all. Don't let them escape!"
Lu Ming shouted.
"Understood. Kill!"
Wan Shen shouted. His aura became even more violent. Stone sabers, stone swords, stone pagodas, etc. appeared around him. They were all Secret Techniques of Origin.
Wu Fan and the remaining people were almost scared to death.
All of them were Secret Techniques of Origin. There were more than a dozen of them. This was too terrifying. It was beyond their knowledge. What kind of monster had they encountered?
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Swoosh! All kinds of Secret Techniques of Origin shot out. In an instant, seven to eight experts were killed.
"Run!"
The remaining people were almost scared to death. They could not care less about Wu Fan and fled in all directions.
"All of you, stay here!"
Wan Shen shouted and chased after the other party.
A pair of wings appeared behind Wan Shen's back. With a flap, his speed increased tremendously. In an instant, he caught up with an expert. With a swing of his stone saber, he killed the expert.
Then, with a flap of his wings, he chased after the next person.
This was also a Secret Technique of Origin. Lu Ming had not seen it before.
"How many Secret Techniques of Origin has this guy mastered?"
Lu Ming was envious.
What was a monster? What was a monster?
Lu Ming had always been regarded as a monster. However, he now felt that Wan Shen was the real monster.
He had mastered so many Secret Techniques of Origin. There were offensive, defensive, and speed types. He had everything. There was no weakness.
Soon, the second expert was caught and killed by Wan Shen. Wan Shen continued to chase after the next expert.
At this moment, an old man was carrying Wu Fan and running in a direction.
"Wan Shen, leave that guy to me!"
Lu Ming transmitted a message to Wan Shen. He wanted him to chase after the others and leave Wu Fan to him.
Then, he used the Nine Heavens Kun Peng Technique and chased after Wu Fan.
With Lu Ming's current cultivation, using the Nine Heavens Kun Peng Technique with all his might, his speed was not any slower than an ordinary Peak Divine King. He followed closely behind Wu Fan.
The old man carried Wu Fan and flew out of the continent. They flew into the starry sky and did not dare to stop for a moment.
Lu Ming chased after them.
Their speed was too shocking. Soon, they had crossed a distance of tens of billions of miles and leaped over many broken planets.
"This brat dares to chase after us alone. Stop and kill him!"
Wu Fan roared. His face was ferocious. He hated Lu Ming to the core.
Now that he saw Lu Ming chasing after them alone while Wan Shen chased after the others, his killing intent surged. He wanted to kill Lu Ming.
The old man's eyes flickered and he stopped with Wu Fan.
"Go and kill him!"
Wu Fan pointed at Lu Ming and roared.
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