Everlasting Dragon Emperor

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"Sister!"

Jianfeiliu gritted his teeth, rising from the sky and flying high into the sky.

"You can't escape!"

Wang Mang stepped up, the momentum is like a rainbow, the purple flames are really terrible, and the space passed into a vacuum.

The Wang family, an ancient family, with bloodline talents, are all flame-like, extremely amazing.

In particular, the family of the Wang family is said to be able to awaken a blood line called Ziji Tianhuo. This blood line, combined with the god-level exercises, the flames of burning the sky, exerts its power and is terrifying.

Lu Ming did not rush to shoot, this kind of thing, after all, Jian Fei Liu still needs to face, but if Jian Fei Liu is in danger, of course, he will not sit idly by.

"Golden Extermination!"

Jian Feiliu roared, and the dazzling golden light of the whole body converged, as if all condensed into the war sword in his hand. The extremely sharp feeling came out from the war sword in Jian Feiliu's hand.

Immediately afterwards, a dark golden sword light burst out towards Wang Mang.

"Semi-God Martial Skill!"

Wang Mang's pupils shrank, and a low roar came, and immediately the flames on his body exploded.

"Zi Ji broken!"

The purple war halberd surged out, and the pressured space thundered.

A terrifying roar echoed between heaven and earth, the dark golden sword light shattered, and the sword's body flew away from a distance, coughing up blood in the air.

Even, on his body, there is a purple flame, burning fiercely, seems to burn the sword to ashes.

"You actually have demigod-level martial arts, but unfortunately, you can't get home, and it's still someone else's martial arts, not bloodline martial arts, and you want to stop me, die!"

Wang Mang shouted, walked out, and slayed towards Jianfeiliu.

He used his own bloodline martial arts. Although he was less than the semi-god level, it was also infinitely close to the semi-god level. Together with the god-level flame burning tactics and the blood line of the purple pole sky fire, he defeated the attack of Jian Feiliu in one fell swoop.

Jian Feiliu's demigod-level martial arts was obtained from the sacred mountain in the underground world. It didn't take long to practice, and the power was not strong. Naturally, he was not Wang Mang's opponent.

"Jianfei is defeated, is he going to be killed by Wang Mang?"

"Wang family, too strong, **** horror, coupled with god-level exercises, who can be enemies? One battle at the same level, almost invincible, although Jianfeiliu is strong, it is difficult to escape defeat!"

"Yes, historically, the top ten kings of the king list are almost all occupied by the six ancient families. Some of the top places in the king list are mostly occupied by the geniuses of the six ancient families."

"Not to mention the list of kings, even if it is the top of the list, it is not the six ancient families. Only after the rise of the heavenly corpse, will it be possible to compete with the geniuses of the six ancient families."

In the crowd's exclamation, Wang Mang's battle halberd had already slashed towards Jianfeiliu. It seemed that Jianfeiliu's defeat was a foregone conclusion.

boom!

At this moment, a vast fist punched through the void and bombarded Wang Mang.

"Who? Dare to attack me?"

Wang Mang angered, the war halberd turned around, waved out, and cut to the fist.

boom!

When the crackling sounded, Wang Mang moved slightly and took three steps backwards.

A slender figure stepped out and walked to Jianfei Liu, it was Lu Ming.

"Brother Jian, are you okay?" Lu Ming said.

"Brother Lu, I made you laugh, this person is very strong, you have to be careful!"

Jianfeiliu had extinguished the flames on his body and gasped.

"Anyway!"

Lu Ming smiled and looked at Wang Mang, exuding a strong war intention in his eyes, saying: "God-level exercises, the flames of burning the sky, today, I want to teach!"

"It's you?"

Wang Mang recognized Lu Ming, and immediately sneered, saying, "Boy, don't think that you can defeat a waste at the end of the Qianjiao list, you can fight me, if you want to teach the flames of burning the sky, then do it well. Be prepared for beheaded!"

"It's up to you, I'm afraid everyone is not here yet!"

Lu Ming smiled faintly.

Although the practice is strong, it also depends on who cultivates. It does not mean that if you practice god-level practice, you will be powerful and invincible.

Take the real skill of War Dragon, for another person to practice, may not be able to practice the highest state, with ten times the true yuan.

Different cultivators have different powers.

Lu Ming's meaning is obvious. Wang Mang did not reach home.

"It's a shame!"

Wang Mang's eyes narrowed, flashing through the icy killing, stepping on his feet, his figure continued to sing towards the landing, the halberd waved out, and burned everything.

Lu Ming cast a bursting star fist and punched it out. In the fist, there are two heavens and earth moods with thunder and fire.

boom!

The fist and the halberd collided and roared violently.

"What a powerful force, I realized two kinds of artistic conception, but unfortunately, I only want to stop me? Kill!"

Wang Mang strode forward, and the whole seemed to turn into flames, and a purple sun appeared in the night sky.

Around, there were more and more people. At this time, thousands of people had already gathered and watched carefully.

Most of the people are the pinnacle kings, and they all came to participate in the battle of the king list.

Just take this opportunity to understand the combat strength of others and compare it with yourself.

There are even Tianjiao ranked in the top 700 of Qianjiao, and some extremely powerful elders.

The artistic conception Wang Mang realized was the flame artistic conception, which obviously had reached the second level.

"Really? Then add another!"

The artistic conception of the wind also erupted, and the fusion of the three artistic concepts exploded, pushing the power of the bursting star boxing to the extreme.

boom!

A violent roar, a bright light filled the sky, illuminating the entire city.

Lu Ming did not move, but Wang Mang did retreat.

"Three kinds of artistic conception, impossible!"

The incredible color flashed in Wang Mang's eyes. It was really unexpected that someone could cultivate all three moods to this point.

"Zi Ji broken!"

The breath of Wang Mang's body exploded in madness, demonstrating his heavenly top-grade bloodline martial arts, purple flames, as if it could break through all obstacles.

"I said, your fire is not home!"

Lu Ming sneered, the real element in his body was running crazy.

Just now, Lu Ming did not erupt all the true power.

It broke out at this time, and at the same level, in terms of Zhenyuan's strong condensed degree, it was completely crushed.

The punch of Star Fist is even more terrifying.

Lu Ming instantly blasted dozens of punches, and each punch was like a meteor, blasting towards Wang Mang.

boom! boom!

The explosion was continuous. After dozens of explosions, Wang Mang's figure receded wildly, and there was blood in his mouth.

He was injured and was completely suppressed by Lu Ming.

"Damn, shoot, kill him!"

Wang Mang screamed angrily, the voice fell, and the two old men flickered and rushed to Lu Ming.

These two old men are both pinnacle kings, but they have definitely lived a long time. Except that the heaven and earth artistic conception has not broken through the second level, all aspects are extremely terrifying, and the combat strength is strong. It is not much worse than Wang Mang.

The two joined forces and pressed against Lu Ming.

Lu Ming sneered at the corner of his mouth, wandered out, and split his palms in succession.

These two palms are bland, but they contain great power of terror.

Prison Prison!

With two dull sounds, the two elders retreated sharply, and blood sputtered in their mouths.