"Kill!"
Jiang Taixu's eyes grew colder.
He had to win today. He had to kill Lu Ming.
His goal was to be the strongest King, to be number one. How could he be stopped by Lu Ming from the beginning?
Jiang Taixu's entire body had turned into numerous divine weapons, which were indestructible and invincible.
Lu Ming combined the two second-level Essences of Wind and Thunder, and with his powerful Genuine Essence, he fought with Jiang Taixu with the Exploding Star Fist.
The two turned into two rays of light and kept bombarding each other. It was terrifying. The nearby mountains were destroyed, and the earth exploded. It was like doomsday.
Outside, it was silent. Everyone held their breath and watched with wide eyes.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Ming and Jiang Taixu had exchanged more than 50 blows.
"Gosh, what kind of combat strength is this? It's too terrifying. Is he still in the King Realm?"
"Ordinary martial artists at the first level of the Spiritual Sea Realm can't take more than a few blows from him. It's too terrifying."
"This is a peerless talent. With their foundation, once they break through the Spiritual Sea Realm, they will advance by leaps and bounds. In the Battle of Fortune, they may be able to compete with the top 300 or even the top 200 geniuses on the List of Top 1,000 Talents."
Many people were discussing in shock.
Jiang Taixu had entered the Ten Kings three years ago. If he had broken through the Spiritual Sea Realm earlier, he would have been ranked in the top 300.
Boom! Boom!
Lu Ming and Jiang Taixu exchanged more than 10 blows in a row, shattering a mountain. They were separated in the void.
In addition to shock, Jiang Taixu's eyes were filled with killing intent and anger.
He didn't expect to be stopped by Lu Ming.
Clang! Clang!
The sound of weapons vibrating could be heard. Above Jiang Taixu's head, a huge mountain appeared. This mountain was made of bare rocks, and there were weapons of all kinds stuck on it.
Nine silver chakras were extremely bright. This was Jiang Taixu's bloodline.
"Kill!"
Jiang Taixu waved his hand, and the endless weapons on the mountain flew into his body. His aura was stronger, and there was even a metallic luster on his skin.
Bang!
He stepped into the void and charged towards Lu Ming.
"Looks like he has finally used his strongest combat strength. That's good too. This battle should end soon!"
Lu Ming whispered. The Prison Suppressing Stele's bloodline erupted. Lu Ming stepped forward and struck out with his palm.
Hell Suppressing Heaven Skill!
There seemed to be a Hell Suppressing Stele in his palm that could suppress the Nine Underworld Hell.
Dong!
Lu Ming's palm collided with Jiang Taixu's palm. At the place where the two of them exchanged blows, the space vibrated violently, producing ripples that spread in all directions like water waves.
Then, the crowd saw a figure retreating at an extremely fast speed.
Jiang Taixu. The retreating figure was actually Jiang Taixu. One of his arms was trembling non-stop, and his palm was even somewhat distorted.
Those who saw this scene could hardly believe their eyes.
The ancient Jiang Clan cultivated the Art of the Immemorial Divine Armament, and their bodies were even tougher than spirit weapons. Every move they made was filled with boundless power, capable of destroying everything.
But now, in a head-on confrontation, he was actually suppressed by Lu Ming. His palm was injured, and he was at a disadvantage.
"Impossible!"
Jiang Taixu roared at the sky in disbelief.
"What's impossible? You're strong, but I'm stronger!"
Lu Ming stepped forward and continued to attack.
"Lu Ming, you must die!"
Jiang Taixu roared and attacked again.
But after a few moves, his body retreated rapidly. His arms were severely deformed, and even his bones were shattered. He spat out blood.
"You want to kill me? Then I'll kill you!"
Lu Ming strode forward with a murderous look in his eyes.
Outside, the crowd was shocked.
Lu Ming not only defeated Jiang Taixu, but also wanted to kill him.
Jiang Taixu was a rare genius of the Jiang Clan. In the future, he was a promising candidate for the throne of the Jiang Clan. Lu Ming wanted to kill him. How dare he?
Bang!
Jiang Taixu was no match for Lu Ming at all. He was sent flying by Lu Ming and coughed up blood. At least seven or eight bones in his body were broken.
"Lu Ming, if you dare to kill me, the Jiang Clan won't let you off!"
Jiang Taixu roared.
"Haha, you're a genius of the ancient Jiang Clan. You've lost, but you still have the cheek to use your clan to suppress me. Now that the Battle of Providence is about to begin, do you think the elders of the Jiang Clan dare to deal with me?"
Lu Ming laughed loudly. He was fearless.
For a large clan like the Jiang Clan, if a descendant of the Jiang Clan lost in a competition among peers, the elders would not intervene because they did not have the face to do so.
In large clans, the competition was even crueler.
Not only did they have to compete with their own clan, but they also had to compete with the geniuses of other forces. Only then could they be qualified to inherit the clan.
"Damn it!"
Jiang Taixu roared and retreated frantically, trying to escape.
He had to escape. He had to escape and gather the other experts of the Jiang Clan in the Heavenly King Monument World to kill Lu Ming.
"You can't escape!"
Lu Ming chased after him. He had always been decisive in his actions. Since he had offended someone, he would kill them.
"Young Master Taixu, hurry up and leave. We'll stop him!"
Three sharp lights suddenly flew over from afar and blasted toward Lu Ming.
They were three elders. They were like three divine weapons that were extremely terrifying.
Without a doubt, they were the three powerful old monsters of the Jiang Clan.
Jiang Taixu was overjoyed. He used a secret technique and frantically fled forward.
"You're courting death!"
Lu Ming's eyes turned cold. He instantly threw out two palms and a kick.
The three elders flew backward and coughed up blood. Their eyes were full of shock.
The three of them had all cultivated the Immemorial Mystical Weapon Art for more than five hundred years. They were definitely the top experts among the peak-level Kings. They could kill ordinary peak-level Kings with a wave of their hands.
However, the three of them coughed up blood because of Lu Ming's attack.
It was too terrifying.
"Kill!"
Lu Ming used the Nine Dragons Sky-stomping Steps and flashed past like a phantom. He threw out a palm strike.
Peng!
One of the elders was torn into pieces. All of his Monument Qi was absorbed by Lu Ming.
Then, his figure didn't stop as he continued to kill. Soon, the other two elders followed in his footsteps.
The three elders each had close to one hundred Monument Qi. This way, Lu Ming's Monument Qi had increased to more than four hundred.
"Unfortunately, Jiang Taixu escaped!"
Lu Ming looked in the direction Jiang Taixu had escaped. His eyes were like lightning.
At this moment, Jiang Taixu had already run off to who knows where.
Lu Ming stepped forward and continued to search for prey while refining the essence blood.
The essence blood's energy was all transferred to his second bloodline.
Since the higher the level of the Suppressing Prison Stele bloodline, the stronger the Suppressing Prison Skill would be, Lu Ming planned to upgrade it first.
In the outside world, countless people were shocked.
Jiang Taixu, the genius who had been favored the most and had the highest chance of winning, had been defeated so early.
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