"Kill, I must kill him. This Lu Ming is definitely the top genius of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect. If he escapes, the Zhu Family will be annihilated!"
Zhu Bing roared in his heart as the killing intent in his eyes intensified.
Boom!
A powerful aura burst out as Zhu Bing activated his Bloodline Eruption.
Zhu Bing's bloodline was a red snake, a Rank 3 bloodline. After the Bloodline Eruption, his combat power increased by 30%.
"Die! Astral Fire Spear Art — Fire Dance! "
Zhu Bing rushed towards Lu Ming. With a wave of the spear in his hand, flaming flowers appeared and enveloped Lu Ming's body.
"Ultimate Flowing Light!"
Lu Ming used the fastest move of the Flowing Light Sword Art. Rays of sword light slashed out towards the flaming flowers.
Clang! Clang!
Dense sounds of collision rang out as sparks flew in all directions. Lu Ming's figure retreated a few steps.
"Such a powerful spear art. The power of this spear art has already surpassed my Flowing Light Sword Art."
Lu Ming's expression changed slightly.
He had already cultivated the Flowing Light Sword Art to the fifth level. Could it be that Zhu Bing had also cultivated a Yellow Class Upper Martial Skill to the sixth level?
Otherwise, how could he be so strong?
"Astral Fire Spear Art — Chasing Lightning!"
Zhu Bing's figure swayed slightly as he thrust his spear towards Lu Ming.
This spear was unbelievably fast, like a red lightning bolt. The spear pierced through the air and made an ear-piercing sound.
Lu Ming took a step forward and used the Dragon Snake Steps to dodge the spear.
Chi!
"Astral Fire Spear Art — Moon Seizing!"
After his spear missed, Zhu Bing's spear momentum changed as he swept his spear out.
The spear swept out like a crescent moon.
Clang!
Lu Ming blocked with his sword and retreated at the same time, borrowing the force of the attack.
"This Zhu Bing's actual combat power is not as strong as Ning Feng's, but with this spear art, his strength is slightly above Ning Feng's."
"No, I must end this quickly."
Lu Ming's mind raced.
At this moment, the Zhou Clan had already fallen into a disadvantageous position. He couldn't wait any longer. Otherwise, when the Zhu Clan's elders were free to attack him together, he would have a headache.
Thinking of this, Lu Ming rushed towards Zhu Bing. At the same time, his body flashed with a bloody light.
Bloodline Explosion!
"Die, Astral Fire Spear Art — — Broken Armor!"
Zhu Bing's spear stabbed towards Lu Ming.
The tip of the spear faintly had a rotating cutting force.
But Lu Ming didn't care. He just needed to avoid the real spear tip.
Clang!
Lu Ming swung his sword and blocked the spear. Then, he slid forward along the spear and punched out.
He completely ignored the rotating cutting power of the spear.
Lu Ming's bloodline was now at the fourth rank. When his bloodline activated, his battle prowess increased by forty percent.
This punch was unstoppable!
Although Zhu Bing struck out with his other hand, he could only muster fifty percent of his True Qi in a hurry. How could he block Lu Ming?
Bang!
With a loud bang, Zhu Bing's body shook violently. He retreated a dozen steps and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale.
Swoosh!
Lu Ming executed the Dragon Snake Steps. He covered seventy feet in one step and appeared in front of Zhu Bing instantly. A ray of sword gleam flashed past like a flying immortal.
Puchi!
Zhu Bing's head flew far away. His eyes were wide open and filled with disbelief.
The Zhu Family's Ancestor, Zhu Bing, had tried his best, but he was killed by Lu Ming in a single strike.
"This Zhu Family's Ancestor actually has a storage ring. That's good for me."
He saw clearly that the Zhu Family's Ancestor's spear appeared out of thin air.
But thinking about it, the Zhu Family's Ancestor had lived for so many years. It was possible for him to find a way to get a storage ring.
Lu Ming walked to Zhu Bing's corpse and took off the ring on his finger. He kept it in the Temple of Paragon. Then, a devouring force was produced and devoured Zhu Bing's blood essence.
"Ancestor!"
"The Ancestor is dead!"
The Zhu Family's Ancestor was killed, and the Zhu Family was in chaos.
"Roar!"
"Kill!"
Without the control of the Zhu Family's Ancestor, the Yin Mountain Three Ghosts and the rest roared and attacked randomly.
Whether it was the Zhu Family or the Zhou Family, they attacked without any order. They were like crazy beasts.
"Retreat!"
At this moment, the Zhou Family's Patriarch, Zhou Linshan, and the rest quickly retreated and then attacked the rest of the Zhu Family.
Lu Ming's eyes were like lightning as he looked around and sneered, "Zhu Family, I, Lu Ming, am not that easy to deceive. You have to pay the price for deceiving me."
Swoosh!
Lu Ming's figure flashed and he charged towards the Zhu Family's Elders.
Puchi! Puchi!
The Zhu Family's Elders were all Rank 6 Martial Masters, but they were no match for Lu Ming. Lu Ming's sword light flashed, leaving behind corpses.
Their blood essence was devoured by Lu Ming.
After killing the Zhu Family's Elders, Lu Ming did not continue to attack. Instead, his figure flashed and he focused on devouring the blood essence of those who had died in battle.
As long as they were Martial Masters and above, their blood essence would be devoured by him.
Hu hu …
Waves of energy surged out from the bloodline and entered his body. They were absorbed by Lu Ming and transformed into True Qi.
When all the blood essence was refined, Lu Ming's cultivation level was raised to the peak of the intermediate fifth-level Martial Master. He was one step away from the late fifth-level Martial Master.
At this moment, the battle was coming to an end. The Zhu Family's Patriarch and several Elders were all killed by Lu Ming. How could the remaining Elders be a match for Zhou Linshan and the rest? They were all killed one by one.
Seeing this, the other Zhu Family disciples lost their morale and fled for their lives.
On the mountain path and in the forest, corpses were left behind. The smell of blood filled the air and it was like purgatory on earth.
In this battle, the Zhu Family left behind more than two hundred corpses, while the Zhou Family also lost more than a hundred people.
However, the upper echelons of the Zhou Family did not die, while the upper echelons of the Zhu Family were almost all dead.
One could imagine that after this battle, the Zhu Family would definitely be annexed by the Zhou Family.
However, Lu Ming did not care about all of this.
Roar! Roar!
The Yin Mountain Three Ghosts, Xu Feiyun and the rest were still roaring, but they had obviously exhausted their strength and collapsed on the ground. Soon, they stopped breathing.
"Young hero, thank you for saving me this time."
At this moment, Zhou Linshan walked over and cupped his fists to Lu Ming. He bowed and sincerely thanked him.
If Lu Ming had not taken action this time and killed the patriarch of the Zhu family and a few elders of the Zhu family, the outcome would have been completely reversed.
He was sincerely grateful to Lu Ming.
"Patriarch Zhou, you're welcome. I was just protecting myself."
Inside, he smiled and cupped his hands.
Zhou Linshan smiled, but when his gaze landed on the sword in Lu Ming's hand, his expression suddenly changed and he cried out involuntarily, "Heavenly Star Sword, why is the Heavenly Star Sword in your hands?"
As soon as these words came out, Lu Ming's heart suddenly trembled. His eyes flashed and he said, "How do you know the name of this sword? Do you know my father? "
"Your father? Are you Brother Yuntian's son? "
Zhou Linshan was pleasantly surprised.
"That's right, I am Lu Yuntian's son."
Lu Ming stared closely at Zhou Linshan.
"Hahaha, back then, I personally gave this Heavenly Star Sword to your mother. How could I not know the name of this sword?"
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