The Angel Race expert, Stanford, had a gloomy expression as he glared at Lu Ming, his murderous intent thick and intense.
"This brat is very strong, but I can suppress him. I didn't use my full strength just now. Kill him in three moves!"
Stanford said coldly.
He had indeed not used his full strength just now.
It was just a sixth-tier Divine Master and a fifth-tier Divine Master. In his opinion, he did not need to use his full strength to kill them.
His cultivation was higher, and he was a twelve-winged angel. He had absolute confidence in himself.
"Kill!"
Stanford shouted. Holy light burst forth and gathered on the angelic sword.
He became one with the sword, turning into a terrifying sword light that slashed at Lu Ming, intending to cut Lu Ming in half.
Through the exchange just now, he knew that Lu Ming was not simple, so he used his full strength in this move.
The others from the Heavenly Palace did not attack. They just watched indifferently.
They were not in a hurry to attack. They wanted to kill the traitors one by one, instilling fear in them. Only then would they feel satisfied.
"That's all you've got. Let's end this!"
A cold light flashed in Lu Ming's eyes. He no longer held back. The War God Spear appeared and stabbed out, clashing with the angelic sword.
With a loud bang, the angelic combat sword exploded. Lu Ming's spear did not stop. It flashed past like lightning. With a pfft sound, the area between Shi Danfo's eyebrows was pierced. His soul was annihilated by the terrifying power and he died on the spot.
Stanford's eyes were wide open. Even in death, he did not understand why Lu Ming was so terrifying that he could not even block a single move.
Although he was a seventh-tier Divine Master, his fighting strength was strong enough to contend with an eighth-tier Divine Master of an ordinary race.
With such fighting strength, he had been instantly killed by a fifth-tier Divine Master. He died with his eyes wide open.
The others from the Heavenly Palace were also shocked, their faces filled with disbelief.
They were well aware of Stanford's fighting strength. Otherwise, they would not have let Stanford follow them.
But now, he had been instantly killed by a fifth-tier Divine Master. This was unbelievable.
"My strength has really increased by a lot."
Lu Ming revealed a faint smile.
Shi Danfo's strength wasn't any weaker than Yeling Tianshou. Back in the Stellarsky Continent, Yeling Tianshou wasn't someone he could fight against at all. In the end, he had used all his strength and used some of his trump cards. In the end, he had relied on the black fog and Qiuqiu's help to finally kill Yeling Tianshou.
But now, he didn't need any help, nor did he need any trump cards, and he could easily kill an expert who wasn't any weaker than Ye Ling Tianshou.
This increase in strength gave Lu Ming a strong sense of satisfaction.
"Damn it, this brat is pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger!"
"All of you, do it. Leave this brat to me!"
One of the twins roared and took a step forward. Like a fierce tiger, he charged at Lu Ming. A battle-ax appeared in his hand, and he swung it at Lu Ming.
Lu Ming showed no fear. He swung his spear to meet the attack. With a clang, the two exchanged blows. The opponent's attack was blocked, and he staggered back.
Lu Ming couldn't help but take two steps back.
"What powerful strength, containing two types of supreme Heavenly Force. Another terrifying monstrous character."
Lu Ming focused his eyes.
One of the twins was extremely strong. He wasn't an ordinary Celestial Race member. He actually controlled two supreme Heavenly Powers, and his cultivation was at eighth-tier Divine Master. That move just now had made Lu Ming's arm go numb.
With Lu Ming's current fighting strength, an ordinary eighth-tier Divine Master would definitely not be a match for Lu Ming and would be killed by Lu Ming. But this one before him was considered one of the best even in the Celestial Race. He was completely different from an ordinary eighth-tier Divine Master.
At the same time, the others also moved.
The middle-aged woman launched an attack on Mo Chang.
As a member of the Celestial Race, the middle-aged woman's talent went without saying. However, Mo Chang was not weak either. He was one of the top ten races of the Ancient Era. Even if his talent was not as great as the Celestial Race's, it was not too far off. The two of them engaged in an intense battle.
On the other side, the pale-faced Celestial Race elder was engaged in a fierce battle with Tang Jun.
Tang Jun was extremely talented. Although he was only a fifth-tier Divine Master, his fighting strength was extremely strong. Not only was he not at a disadvantage, but he even had a slight advantage.
Rong Gong was engaged in a fierce battle with the seventh-tier Divine Master of the Blood Race.
Both of them were extremely fast, exchanging more than a dozen blows in an instant.
With this, the difference in strength was revealed. It was clear that Rong Gong was stronger and had the absolute advantage.
However, the Blood Race had a strange constitution and an extremely strong life force. They were very difficult to kill, so even though Rong Gong was at a disadvantage, it was not that easy to kill his opponent.
This made the two Celestial Race members who had yet to act somewhat gloomy.
They had thought that they could easily deal with this, but the difficulty had exceeded their expectations.
"Brat, die for me! Die!"
Roared one of the twins. Two types of supreme Heavenly Energy erupted from his body, gathering on his battle-ax as he unleashed a barrage of attacks on Lu Ming.
"You're the one who's going to die!"
Lu Ming coldly roared as he waved his War God Spear. Spear light tore through the air, piercing through space with terrifying power. In the blink of an eye, he had exchanged several dozen blows with his opponent.
"Primordial Desolate!"
Lu Ming suddenly roared as he formed a seal with one hand. A continent appeared and pressed down on his opponent.
Lu Ming had not been cultivating for nothing. He was becoming more and more proficient in the Primordial Desolate Style, and its power was also growing stronger.
In the past, he had needed to form a seal with both hands to use the Primordial Desolate Style, but now, he could form a seal with one hand.
This made it much easier for him to fight.
The mountains and rivers of the Primordial Desolate Continent were much more realistic than before. It was like the Primordial Desolate Continent had truly appeared and was pressing down on his opponent. The berserk energy caused the Blood Sea below to tremble and swell.
"Break for me!"
Roared one of his opponents. His face was extremely solemn as he felt a terrifying sense of danger from this move.
He swung his battle-ax with all his might, and it landed on the continent with a deafening boom.
However, Lu Ming made his move again. He used the Sky Piercing Style and pierced towards his opponent's forehead.
His opponent was shocked. He could only swing his battle-ax at Lu Ming. The battle-ax collided with the spear light and blocked the attack of the spear light.
However, the Primordial Desolate Continent continued to press down on his opponent's body.
With a loud bang, his opponent's body was smashed into the Blood Sea like a meteorite.
"Second brother!"
Roared the other twin. His eyes were filled with murderous intent.
The other experts of the Heavenly Palace were also shocked.
This was especially true for the pale-faced old man who was battling Tang Jun. He had already been forced into a disadvantageous position by Tang Jun, but at this moment, his mind was shaken, and in a moment of carelessness, he was struck by Tang Jun, coughing up blood as he retreated.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, the sea below trembled. The waves swept and a figure soared into the sky. It was one of the twins.
However, he was in a sorry state. There were many injuries all over his body and blood kept flowing out. The move just now had put him in a difficult position.
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