Lu Ming was walking through the forest when his expression suddenly changed and he muttered, "They're really haunting me. However, they've come at the right time!"
Swish! Swish!
At this moment, the sound of something breaking through the air could be heard. In the next moment, figures appeared in front of Lu Ming, behind him, and to his left.
In front of him was Wei Ziyou and Wei Ziming. Behind him were four people from the Duanmu Family.
Other than the young Martial Master, there were three other youths.
On the left was a young man in embroidered clothes. His aura was extremely powerful and he was also a Martial Master.
When the three groups of people saw Lu Ming, they spread out in a circle and surrounded Lu Ming.
Three of them were Martial Masters of the first layer and three were Martial Warriors of the ninth layer.
As for Wei Ziming, he could be ignored.
"Lu Ming, let's see where you can run to this time!"
Wei Ziming stared viciously at Lu Ming and said.
Lu Ming smiled and casually glanced at Wei Ziming and said, "You trash, if you have the ability, come and fight me yourself!"
"Lu Ming, you're going to be a dead man soon. I won't bother with a dead man." Wei Ziming said viciously.
"Lu Ming, you actually dared to kill a disciple of my Duanmu Family. You deserve to die ten thousand times!"
The young Martial Master from the Duanmu Family coldly shouted.
"I deserve to die ten thousand times? Your Duanmu Family wanted to kill me first. According to what you're saying, I can only be killed and can't fight back? "
Lu Ming said.
"That's right. If my Duanmu Family wants to kill you, you can only stand there and wait for death. How can your cheap life be compared to the lives of my Duanmu Family disciples?"
The young man from the Duanmu Family coldly shouted. He was overbearing, confident, and unreasonable.
"Hahaha!"
Lu Ming chuckled. He didn't want to say anything to such a person. Soon after, he shifted his gaze to the young man in embroidered clothes and said, "What about you? I don't think I know you? Are you also from the Duanmu Family? "
"Haha, Lu Ming, since you're going to die, I'll let you know why. Senior Brother Ning Feng asked me to come. You're really bold. You've just entered the sect and you dare to offend Senior Brother Ning Feng. Are you tired of living?"
The young man in embroidered clothes faintly.
"Alright, don't talk nonsense with him. Let's kill him. I don't have time to talk nonsense."
The young man from the Duanmu family, Duanmu Fei, said coldly. As soon as he finished his words, his figure pounced toward Lu Ming like a gust of wind. Green Sword Aura cut through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound.
Wei Ziyou and the youth in embroidered clothes did not make a move. In their opinion, it was enough to kill Lu Ming.
Just as Duanmu Fei's Sword Aura was about to slash Lu Ming, Lu Ming stomped heavily on the ground and unleashed the Dragon Snake Steps. He dodged the Sword Aura and his figure darted out at lightning speed.
His target was a 9th layer Martial Warrior from the Duanmu Clan.
Clang!
His sword rang and a sword light flashed.
With his current cultivation of Martial Martial Martial Realm, even if the young Martial Master was on full alert, he could not avoid Lu Ming's sword light.
Puchi!
The long sword pierced the young Martial Master's heart.
One hit, one kill!
"Devour!"
With a thought, Lu Ming's palm erupted with a powerful suction force. Nine drops of blood essence were sucked out of the young Martial Master's wound. They flowed along Lu Ming's arm and were devoured by the Spirit Devouring Bug.
In the past few days, Lu Ming had figured out a way to use the Spirit Devouring Bug's bloodline.
He could use the Devouring Power on his hands to silently devour the Blood Essence of others.
"Ah, Lu Ming, you're courting death!"
Duanmu Fei roared furiously. His figure flashed and he charged at Lu Ming.
Lu Ming's mouth revealed a cold smile. He did not want to meet Duanmu Fei head-on. Using the Dragon Snake Steps, he charged at another young Martial Martial Warrior.
At the same time, the Spirit Devouring Bug's bloodline continued to refine the blood essence and a stream of energy poured into Lu Ming's body.
The energy contained in the blood essence of a Martial Martial Warrior was huge, which allowed Lu Ming's cultivation to quickly improve.
His cultivation, which was already at the peak of Martial Martial Realm, was constantly approaching the ninth level.
Swish!
Sword light flashed. Although the young Martial Master tried his best to retreat, his speed was no match for Lu Ming's. He was killed in an instant.
At the same time, the blood essence was also absorbed by Lu Ming.
Crash!
True Qi surged. The blood essence of two ninth level Martial Warriors finally allowed Lu Ming to break through the shackles. His cultivation reached the ninth level Martial Warrior in one fell swoop.
"Damn it, damn it, what are you two waiting for? Let's attack together and kill Lu Ming!"
Duanmu Fei roared.
In the past few days, three ninth level Martial Warrior youths of the Duanmu family had died in the hands of Lu Ming. Even in the Duanmu family, a ninth level Martial Warrior under the age of 18 could be regarded as an elite. Now that three of them had died at once, he didn't know how to explain it to the elders of the Duanmu family.
Therefore, he hated Lu Ming to the extreme.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
Wei Ziyou and the young man in brocade roared and also rushed towards Lu Ming.
Lu Ming killed two ninth level Martial Warriors in an instant. His strength was beyond their expectations. At this time, they didn't care about their face and directly joined forces.
Duanmu Fei and Wei Ziyou slashed out a sword qi, while the young man in brocade robe slashed out a golden palm force.
The three joined forces and with a harsh whistling sound, they rushed towards Lu Ming.
"Haha, come on, let me see how strong the Martial Master Realm is."
Lu Ming laughed. His cultivation had broken through to the ninth level Martial Warrior, which greatly increased his confidence.
Peng!
With a twist of his body, Lu Ming rushed towards Duanmu Fei, ignoring the attacks of Wei Ziyou and the young man in brocade robe.
"Die!"
Wei Ziyou and Duanmu Fei's eyes revealed a sinister killing intent.
"Bloodline Eruption!"
At this time, Lu Ming's bloodline erupted and a layer of black light flashed.
At this time, the attacks of Wei Ziyou and the other two landed on Lu Ming's body.
The scene of Lu Ming being killed didn't happen as expected. Lu Ming's body only swayed, but the long sword in his hand didn't stop. Like a cold bolt of lightning, it burst forth and pierced towards Duanmu Fei's heart.
Duanmu Fei never dreamed that Lu Ming would not only survive the joint attack of the three, but also counterattack. It was too late for him to dodge.
With a puchi sound, his chest was pierced by Lu Ming. He felt his vision darken and fell heavily to the ground.
Duanmu Fei, dead!
"Two breaths left!"
Lu Ming's mind whirled as he slashed his long sword towards the young man in brocade robe.
"Ah! Die! "
Seeing Duanmu Fei being killed, the young man in brocade robe was scared out of his wits. At this time, he sent out two palm strikes.
However, Lu Ming didn't care, allowing the palm strikes to land on his body. The long sword in his hand didn't stop as it slashed through the young man's throat.
Blood splattered everywhere as the young man's throat was slashed. He desperately clutched his throat with both hands, his eyes wide open, filled with unwillingness, pleading, and hatred.
"Retreat, quickly retreat!"
On the other side, Wei Ziyou screamed in horror. Lu Ming killing two Martial Masters in a row had already scared him out of his wits. He frantically fled.
"Don't you think it's too late to leave now?"
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