And Shengyao and Sheng Wushuang were also stunned.

"This little beast is so scary. How long has it been? It has grown to this point. Damn it, damn it!"

Shengyao roared in his heart.

Sheng Wushuang's eyes almost popped, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

"Shengchuan did not use all his strength just now. Lu Ming cannot be an opponent!"

Shengyao took a deep breath and said coldly.

Many people nodded when they heard this.

Shengchuan just now should have just been a test, and Lu Ming had probably already used all his strength.

"Lu Ming, just now, I just used five levels of power. Now, let's see how I'm going to do it!"

"Thousand Mountains of Heaven-Staying Fist!"

Shengchuan roared, and his bloodline burst out, undoubtedly, was also the king-level six-pole bloodline. At the same time, he swung his fists continuously.

Boom! Boom!

The sky and the earth were shaking, and the vast fist shadows turned into high mountains.

There are many mountains and mountains, and it seems that there are really thousands of them.

"Suppress me!"

The Holy River roared wildly, and the mountains in the sky rushed towards Lu Ming.

"Are the only way to practice the heavenly martial arts, I can't practice it. How many layers of strength do I need? One or half layers?"

Lu Ming was a little confused.

He had a plan in mind, and he wanted to set off a long line to catch a big fish, for fear of showing too strong strength and scaring the big fish away.

"Forget it, use a layer of power first!"

Buzz!

Lu Ming held a spear and shot it out with one shot.

"Ah, break it for me, break it!"

Lu Ming deliberately hissed.

He obviously used only one layer of power, but he wanted to pretend to use twelve layers of power. The blue veins on his face were bulging, and his screams were exhausted.

boom!

A mountain that was bombarded down was defeated by Lu Ming.

But the second peak fell down with a bang.

Lu Ming stabbed out with a shot, and the mountain continued to collapse.

"Hahaha, Lu Ming, I think how many seats you can defeat?"

Shengchuan laughed, his fists kept blowing out, and the mountains in the sky kept suppressing them.

Lu Ming held a spear in his hand, and the spear light rose into the sky, turning into a length of 1,000 meters, constantly defeating the peaks.

Boom! Boom!

There was constant roar between heaven and earth. Fortunately, the Shenwei Battle Platform was wide enough, and it was ten miles long and wide enough for them to fight.

Soon, dozens of moves passed, and Lu Ming shattered dozens of mountains in succession, and then rushed towards the Holy River.

Touch! Touch!

Lu Ming stepped on the battle platform every step, and the battle platform made a roar.

Sizzle

In Lu Ming's hand, thunder shone, and the powerful power of lightning burst out.

"The little beast Lu Ming has reached the realm of the little king. His combat power is so strong that he can fight against the Holy River. He cannot stay. This little beast cannot stay."

Shengyao roared in his heart.

He sensed it very clearly that Lu Ming's cultivation was in the early stage of the fourth level of the Martial King.

This shocked him.

"Thunderous!"

On the battle stage, Lu Ming yelled.

A shot was stabbed out, and the sky was filled with thunder and mountains were bombarded.

This move is not a martial art at all, it was Lu Ming roaring.

There is no way. If he uses martial arts like the Dragon God Three Jue, he will be afraid of killing Shengchuan in one go.

I could only use one move at will and called a loud name.

"It's not easy for a horse to pretend to be weak."

Lu Ming sighed in his heart.

However, Shengchuan was already in shock and sniffed, screaming, covered with black stones, blocking the attack of Thunder.

Sizzle

Thunder swept past, and the stones kept collapsing.

"How could this happen? Shengchuan actually started to fall into a disadvantage?"

"Nest, that kid is so strong?"

"Is Shengchuan going to lose?"

There was another fierce discussion around.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Shengchuan roared repeatedly and tried his best to fight Lu Ming.

However, Shengchuan was already at a disadvantage and was slowly suppressed by Lu Ming.

The two fought dozens of more moves. Shengchuan was shot by Lu Ming, screamed, and flew out from afar, falling heavily to the ground, vomiting blood.

Swish!

Lu Ming rushed up, stepped on Shengchuan's face, and pressed him tightly on the battle stage.

Ahhhhh!

Shengchuan struggled wildly, roaring, trying to break free, but Lu Ming trampled him to death and could not break free at all.

He was almost crazy.

It's over, Shengchuan knew that he was over, but Lu Ming was trampled on his face in public. From now on, he will be in the Holy Family and will not be able to raise his head.

His future was also ruined.

"Lu Ming, Lu Ming, I want to kill you, I want to kill you!"

Shengchuan yelled wildly.

Bang!

What responded to him was Lu Ming's slap.

He slapped Shengchuan directly on the face, causing Shengchuan's screams to come to an abrupt end, and he looked confused.

"Bold, little beast, you dare to hit my Saint Family hero in the face and seek death. I won't move your stinky feet away yet."

"I want you to die without a place to bury!"

All around, the young people from the Holy Family shouted loudly.

And Shengyao was so angry that his eyes were filled with flames.

"What's the name? A group of beasts, this is the Divine Guard Battle Platform. I didn't kill him. What's wrong with stepping on him?"

Lu Ming glanced around and scolded loudly, looking angry.

This made the young people in the Saint Family around him so angry that they almost vomited blood.

"Ah, don't stop me, I'm going to kill him."

A young man from the Holy Family roared.

Lu Ming didn't bother to pay attention to them, so he looked at Shengchuan again and said, "Now, you are defeated, hand over the twenty wind-attribute mystery crystals!"

"Little beast, do you still want the mystery crystal? You dream."

The Holy River roared.

"You want to cheat? Hand it over quickly."

Lu Ming shouted angrily.
To be continued...