The two corpse guards at the sixth level of the Martial King were furious.

"Diet the mess of Tianzi Sect."

Lu Ming's eyes were full of murderous intent.

He thought of Lao Zhuang and forty-nine people who came from the east with him, who had vowed to avenge them.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The gun was stinging violently, and two more were killed.

"Get back, you back, let's kill him!"

A sixth-level corpse guard of the Martial King shouted loudly.

The two corpse guards of the sixth level of the Martial King controlled five corpses to surround Lu Ming, waving iron chains, trying to block Lu Ming's retreat.

There are three other corpse guards who are small-achieving kings who retreat quickly.

As for the corpse guards below Xiaocheng King, all of them were dead.

In the battle with the Holy Family just now, there were only a dozen corpse guards who died in the Tianzi Sect, and there were more than thirty people.

But now, in the blink of an eye, only five people were killed by Lu Ming.

Lu Ming is simply their nemesis.

The main reason is that the corpse guard with a mole on his forehead was killed by Lu Ming in one fell swoop. No one could restrain Lu Ming, so he was killed by Lu Ming like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Kill you now!"

Lu Ming stared at the two corpse guards at the sixth level of the Martial King.

The spear swept out and the iron chains around it were broken one by one.

"Dandan, smash!"

The next moment, Lu Ming beat Dandan.

Swish!
Chapter completed!