Yin Yang Xiangyu's gaze landed on Lu Ming, his eyes burning with deep greed.
To him, Lu Ming represented the position of Son of Heaven, represented a limitless future.
"Since I'm here, leave them to me."
Yin Yang Xiangyu opened his mouth and then took a step out.
Boom!
A powerful aura surged to the sky.
Seventh-level Divine Lord
The moment Yin Yang Xiangyu's aura erupted, Lu Ming and Ao Yan sensed that the other party's cultivation was a seventh-level Divine Lord.
However, Lu Ming and Ao Yan did not dare to be the slightest bit careless.
That eighth-level Divine Lord youth was clearly very respectful of Yin Yang Xiangyu. Clearly, the other party's strength could not be judged by cultivation.
This time, many monstrous geniuses entered. It was possible to encounter any kind of person.
Even if they encountered someone who could fight with them at the same level, it was also not impossible.
Swish!
Suddenly, Yin Yang Xiangyu moved. His figure flashed, and in the next instant, he appeared in front of Lu Ming and Ao Yan. A snow-white longsword appeared in his hand, and he slashed at Lu Ming and Ao Yan.
After slashing out, the sword-light split into two, slashing at Lu Ming and Ao Yan respectively.
"Divine Dragon Slash!"
Ao Yan shouted coldly. The dragon horn on her head was shining, bursting forth with a resplendent divine light, slashing at the other party.
As for Lu Ming, he brandished the Tyrant God Spear, blasting it at the other party.
Boom!
Boom! Two consecutive booms came over. Lu Ming felt an incomparably powerful force surge toward him. His body trembled slightly, and he involuntarily retreated two steps.
Ao Yan was the same, her nine dragon claws retreating a few steps.
"What powerful strength!"
Lu Ming was shocked in his heart.
Just one move, and Lu Ming knew that he had encountered a terrifying monster.
This Yin Yang Xiangyu's combat strength was shockingly strong. Although his cultivation was only at the seventh-level Divine Lord realm, his combat strength was much stronger than that eighth-level Divine Lord youth.
The Tyrant God Spear in Lu Ming's hand was constantly vibrating. A crack even appeared on it.
"To be able to block one of my moves, you have some strength. Looks like if I don't use my true strength, I won't be able to take you down in a short time."
Yin Yang Xiangyu was slightly surprised. He was surprised that Lu Ming and his companion were able to block his attack.
In the next instant, a sword also appeared in his left hand.
It was a pitch-black longsword, the complete opposite of the snow-white longsword in his right hand.
Boom!
His aura became even more violent. Two types of divine power circulated around him. One was black, the other was white. They intertwined and intertwined with each other.
"Two types of godforce, an ancient cultivation technique. No, that's Yin and Yang energy. He's a genius from the Yin Yang Race."
Lu Ming's expression changed drastically.
. He immediately......
The Yin Yang Race was one of the top races in the Primitive Universe. It ranked sixteenth on the Primitive Ten Thousand Races List.
Any race that could be listed on the Primitive Ten Thousand Races List was definitely a big race. They were the overlords of the Primitive Universe, let alone the sixteenth place.
...............................
. It was said that the Yin Yang race was born with the ability to control both Yin and Yang Divine Powers. They were much stronger than others.
Moreover, the Yin Yang Divine Powers could give birth to special Origin Secret Arts with astonishing offensive power.
Any member of the Yin Yang race could easily crush those weaker races at the same level.
Moreover, Yin Yang Xiangyu was a genius of the Yin Yang race. His strength was even more terrifying.
"Yin Yang Kill!"
Yin Yang Xiangyu's cold voice came from his mouth. Then, he slashed out with his black and white swords. Sword light burst out like a storm, sweeping toward Lu Ming and Ao Yan.
"Block!"
Lu Ming roared.
He put away the Gate of Gods and the Tyrant God Spear and focused on controlling his forbidden power. Every cell in his body emitted a burst of power. This power gathered on Lu Ming's fists.
Boom! Boom!
Lu Ming punched out with both fists. In an instant, he had sent out hundreds of punches.
Hundreds of punches shot toward the black and white swords.
At the same time, Ao Yan also unleashed her full power. Her dragon claws stepped on the air, unleashing a terrifying attack.
A huge explosion occurred in the air. Divine light soared into the sky.
In just a few breaths' time, two figures were crazily retreating.
They were Lu Ming and Ao Yan. The two of them retreated over ten thousand miles before stopping.
Both of them had new sword wounds on their bodies.
Ao Yan's scales had been cut open, and there were at least a dozen sword wounds on her body. Blood was flowing. Her injuries were very serious.
As for Lu Ming, he wasn't much better off. He also had over a dozen sword wounds that had almost cut him to pieces.
But what surprised Lu Ming was that his injuries were rapidly healing. Even his opponent's Yin Yang Divine Powers couldn't stop his wounds from healing.
The forbidden power didn't just have powerful offensive power, it also had powerful recovery abilities.
"What power!"
Lu Ming's expression was incomparably grave.
This Yin-Yang Soaring Universe was too strong. Even if Lu Ming and Ao Yan joined forces, they were still not the other party's match.
If they were fighting on the same level, Lu Ming had full confidence that he could easily suppress the other party. But when the other party's cultivation was several levels higher, their strength completely crushed him.
"This is troublesome. Looks like I really can't underestimate the heroes of the world."
Lu Ming sighed softly in his heart.
Some time ago, Lu Ming and them had taken action several times. Those seventh level Divine Lord monstrous geniuses were all easily killed by them. This made Lu Ming and them somewhat overconfident, somewhat underestimating the various races' heavenly geniuses.
Previously, it was just that they hadn't encountered overly terrifying monstrous geniuses. But that didn't mean that there weren't any.
Swish!
Yin-Yang Soaring Universe's figure flashed, continuing to charge toward Lu Ming and Ao Yan. Surging sword-light swept toward the two of them. Its speed was extremely shocking, covering tens of thousands of miles.
Lu Ming and Ao Yan joined forces. But after exchanging blows, their injuries became even more severe.
Lu Ming was still fine. His recovery ability was astonishing, but Ao Yan's aura was weak. If this continued, she wouldn't be far from death.
"Hahaha, this Lu Ming and the Nine-clawed Dragon are dead for sure. Unfortunately, I didn't kill them."
That eighth level Divine Lord youth laughed inside.
But unfortunately, he wasn't the one who killed them, so the reward wouldn't go to him.
He glanced enviously at Yin-Yang Soaring Universe. Then his gaze turned to Ao Guan and Ao Cheng, revealing a greedy gaze.
Ao Guan and Ao Cheng were also Nine-clawed Dragons.
Although he couldn't kill Lu Ming and become the Son of Heaven, killing the Nine-clawed Dragon would also give him a great reward.
He immediately charged toward Ao Guan and Ao Cheng.
With this person joining in, Ao Guan and Ao Cheng also fell into a disadvantage.
This situation was very passive for Lu Ming and the others. They had fallen into a dangerous situation.
"Let's see how many of my moves you can block. Today's outcome is already decided. Lu Ming, I will trample over you to reach the peak and become the Son of Heaven."
Yin-Yang Soaring Universe was in high spirits. Yin Yang divine energy revolved around him, and his sword intent soared.
He seemed to have transformed into two black sword-lights that tore through the air. His speed was astonishing, and he instantly arrived in front of the two of them.
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