The burly middle-aged man with a combat sword on his back and a dozen other people were glaring at Lu Ming.
Not only did they want Lu Ming's bracelet, but they also wanted Lu Ming's interspatial ring.
There were quite a few shelves here, so they didn't believe there was only one bracelet.
"The four factions all came here first. First come, first served. I came here first, so the things here are naturally mine."
Lu Ming said.
"First come, first served, haha, don't you know the principle of first come first?"
The middle-aged man with a sword on his back sneered.
"Of course I know that. Since that's the case, this treasure should belong to me."
Lu Ming smiled and put the bracelet into his interspatial ring.
"Brat, you're courting death!"
The eyes of the middle-aged man with a sword on his back flashed with cold killing intent.
In his view, Lu Ming was playing with him.
Lu Ming meant that Lu Ming had become stronger.
He was a quasi Emperor, while Lu Ming was a mere fourth level Divine Lord. He was stronger than him.
If this wasn't playing with him, then what was?
"Brat, I gave you a chance, but you didn't want it. Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish!"
The middle-aged burly man with a combat sword on his back shouted coldly. He used his fingers as a sword and pierced toward Lu Ming.
A sharp ray of Sword Qi stabbed at Lu Ming.
A casual attack from a quasi Emperor sword cultivator was extremely powerful.
The other people from the Qianli Sect relaxed. In their view, Lu Ming was dead for sure.
If a Quasi-Emperor wanted to kill a fourth-level Divine Monarch, there would only be one outcome for this person, and that was death. There would not be a second outcome.
In an instant, the Sword Qi arrived in front of Lu Ming.
The middle-aged burly man with a combat sword on his back revealed a sinister smile. It was as if he could see Lu Ming revealing a regretful expression and then being killed.
Unfortunately, he didn't see any regret or panic on Lu Ming's face.
Lu Ming's expression hadn't changed at all.
Tranquil and indifferent.
Just as the Sword Qi was about to hit Lu Ming's forehead, Lu Ming stretched out two fingers and pinched the Sword Qi.
A poof.
The Sword Qi was like a useless wisp of air, directly dispersing without causing any harm to Lu Ming.
"This …"
The other members of the Qian Li Sect opened their mouths in shock.
Obviously, this scene was completely different from what they had imagined.
"This brat can block senior apprentice-brother Liu's attack? How is that possible?"
"I guess he was just lucky. Also, Senior Brother Liu didn't use much strength in that casual attack."
"Definitely."
These people nodded repeatedly, as if they had found a reason to convince themselves.
For them to believe that a fourth-level Divine Lord could block a quasi-emperor's attack, it was impossible.
They didn't want to believe it. Otherwise, wouldn't it mean that they were useless?
However, the middle-aged man with the battle sword on his back was not so relaxed. His face turned serious. Only he knew that he had used 30% of his strength just now.
30% of a quasi-emperor's strength. Let alone a fourth-level Divine Lord, even an eighth-level Divine Lord would be dead.
Even a ninth-level Divine Lord had to be treated with caution.
But Lu Ming had casually blocked it. This was not normal.
"Brat, you have some strength, but your fate today is already decided."
The middle-aged man with a sword on his back said coldly as he drew his sword from his back.
Lu Ming blocking his attack didn't make him retreat. Instead, it stimulated his killing intent.
If he retreated today, how could he raise his head in front of his junior apprentice-brothers?
Buzz.
The battle sword vibrated, and a terrifying aura erupted.
"Kill!"
The middle-aged burly man shouted. Holding the sword with both hands, he dashed out and slashed toward Lu Ming.
Sword Qi whistled, enveloping Lu Ming's body.
"If you don't seek death, you won't die."
Lu Ming shook his head.
He had already shown mercy, wanting the other party to retreat. But since the other party wanted to die, he could only fulfill his wish.
Boom!
Lu Ming directly punched out.
The void shook violently, and the space exploded directly. The horrifying Fist Force was like a tsunami, and it crushed toward the middle-aged man.
Bang.
The other party's sword energy directly scattered.
The fist landed on the middle-aged man's sword, causing it to shatter like glass. The fist didn't stop and continued to land on the middle-aged man's body.
"No!"
The middle-aged burly man let out a horrified and regretful scream. Then, his body turned into ashes under the force of Lu Ming's fist.
"This … this …"
The remaining people of the Qianli Sect were completely stunned.
A fourth-level Divine Lord killed a quasi-emperor with a single punch.
What was going on?
Were they seeing things, or were they dreaming?
If it was real, how was it possible?
"A Divine Lord … This is a Divine Lord. He's deliberately pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger to trick us."
They couldn't help but have a thought in their minds.
"Run, run!"
One of them roared and frantically retreated.
The remaining people also reacted and wanted to flee.
However, Lu Ming's gaze turned cold.
Since he had already attacked, Lu Ming wouldn't let these people off.
According to his experience, he had already killed the middle-aged man and offended the Qianli Sect. If he let these people leave, the Qianli Sect wouldn't let this matter rest. Instead, they would take revenge by sending even stronger experts.
Lu Ming had experienced this kind of thing too many times.
In order to reduce one potential enemy, these people had to be eliminated.
These people weren't good people. If Lu Ming wasn't strong enough, they wouldn't hesitate to kill him.
"Kill!"
Lu Ming's cold voice sounded and he launched an attack.
With Lu Ming's current strength, these people wouldn't even be able to escape.
In less than a minute, the Qianli Sect's experts had all died. Lu Ming silently left.
BOOM!
Just at this moment, a terrifying explosion rang out. Heaven and earth trembled.
Roar!
Then a tyrannical roar rang out. It was like a demon that had been suppressed for countless years was about to come out.
"What's going on?"
Lu Ming was startled. He soared into the sky and looked into the distance.
The others did the same. They all flew into the sky and looked in the direction of the roar.
"It's that stone tower. Damn it, someone touched that stone tower!"
Someone roared.
As expected, there were many more people at the stone tower.
There were at least a thousand of them.
"The Sky Locust Race, the Frost Moon Vine Race."
Lu Ming's gaze moved. Among these people, he immediately saw the figures of the Sky Locust Race and the Frost Moon Vine Race.
The Locust Fang he had met at the trade fair was always there.
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