The cool breeze blows, and the bamboo flowers fly.

Immortal Impermanence split Lu Qingming's spear with a sword, and his body was suspended in the air. He looked at Lu Qingming coldly and said, "The Heavenly Dragon Spear is indeed well-known. Today, let the world know whether it is your Lu family's "The Heavenly Dragon Spear" stronger, or is my Jade-faced scholar's "Lotus Sword Technique" better."

While speaking, his robe swung, his body disappeared in place, and then a golden lotus appeared in the air.

The golden light is dazzling, and the sound of Sanskrit is bursting.

This "Lotus Sword Technique" is actually a Buddhist magical skill. Does it have such strong combat power?

The dragon spear in Lu Qingming's hand was pushed by his palm and turned towards the Nine Heavens. It was like a real divine dragon, soaring outside the Nine Heavens, and it could dive down and give the enemy a fatal blow at any time.

The petals of the golden lotus suddenly bloomed, and a golden beam of light ejected from the stamen, covering Lu Qingming's body.

Lu Qingming punched out, trying to push the golden light out.

The lotus is made of golden light, and it is about to retreat, but it spreads more fiercely towards Lu Qingming.

Several petals were like giant mouths that were opened, and Lu Qingming's body was swallowed in one mouthful. Once the petals were closed, Lu Qingming's body was wrapped in it by a lotus.

roar--

Above the sky, there was a roar of thunder.

Bang--

The dragon spear fell from the nine heavens, and the spear head rushed towards the golden lotus like a dragon head.

Bang-

Bang-

Bang-

The spear hit again and again.

But the golden lotus not only did not break, but instead shrank smaller and smaller, as if it was about to pile up Lu Qingming into meat residue.

"roar--"

The silver spear roared again and flew backwards again.

When it fell again, it turned into a burning flame.

boom--

The red fireball hit the seven-petal golden lotus heavily, and the golden lotus could not withstand the heavy blow.

Click—

The lotus ruptures, the seven petals split into pieces, turning into wisps of golden light and disappearing into invisible.

"Bang--"

Lu Qingming punched out, smashed a lotus petal above his head, stretched out his hand and the fire dragon soaring in the sky once again turned into a silver spear and fell into the palm of his hand.

The immortal body appeared again, with long and messy hair disguised and gorgeous clothes on her body.

The soft sword in his hand shook lightly, and a large piece of blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth.

He stared at Lu Qingming with blood red eyes and said, "You have actually entered the realm of withering and prosperity--"

Lu Qingming sneered and said in a deep voice: "Is it not consistent with the information you know? The information they gave you must be that I am still at the top of Xianyun and cannot break the realm, right?"

"The Lu family has a strong and prosperous life, which is really impressive-" Immortal Wuchang wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth with his sleeves and said, "This news has reached Tiandu. I'm afraid that your Lu family will become more popular, right? Unfortunately, you can't reach Tiandu."

"I will go all the way to heaven, and I will kill you and others." Lu Qingming said with a spear in his hand and pointed at the Immortal Wuchang.

The throat was salty and sweet, and a stream of blood stasis was forced into it by him.

The arms were extremely sore and the spear body was shaking slightly.

Just now, he fought with Immortal Wuchang almost exhausted his energy. He killed one thousand enemies and lost eight hundred of himself. Facing such a peerless master as Immortal Wuchang, it is almost impossible to escape without any hesitation.

Now, Lu Qingming doesn’t have much combat power.

"You can't kill me." Immortal Wuchang said with a grin.

"Then I want to try it." Lu Qingming rushed forward, and the spear in his hand stabbed Wuchang's chest fiercely.

Bang--

Lu Qingming's body was knocked away.

Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack –

He broke several green bamboos in a row, and his body stopped with difficulty.

The black cavalry swept over and rushed towards Lu Qingming, surrounding his body in the middle of the knife formation.

Next to Immortal Impermanence, a sloppy old Taoist wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist crown appeared.

He held a whisk in his hand and recited the Taoist slogan. He looked at Lu Qingming and said, "The Wuliang Heavenly Lord, the old Taoist has been fighting for a long time. Seeing that Lu Jiaerlang's cultivation was superb, he couldn't help but itch his hands and moved his muscles and bones. Will the Lu Jiaerlang blame him, right?"

"You are--" Lu Qingming squirted blood in his mouth, stared at the old Taoist priest with blurred eyes, and shouted: "You are--the weird Taoist?"

"It's the old Taoist." The strange Taoist laughed and said, "I didn't expect that the old Taoist would be missed by the Lu family. The old Taoist is so honored."

"It turned out to be you-" Lu Qingming's heart sank slightly. He knew that it would be difficult to have a good end today.

Finally, I solved the top three killer Wuchen, who was ranked in the top three in the Divine Continent, but I didn't expect that there is another strange Taoist who has become famous for a longer time than Wuchen.

Immortal Wuchang glanced at the monster Taoist coldly and said, "If you don't come out again, I'm afraid I'm going to encounter an unexpected situation."

"I have long heard that Immortal Wuchang doesn't like helping people when he kills people. How could the old Taoist make himself bored?"

"Hmph, the task I originally shared together, but I asked me to be a pioneer for you. The old Taoist wants to get this cheap?"

"The old Taoist will not bully others in partnership. You have failed this task, and the old Taoist will just complete it."

"The old man bullies others too much."

“So what?”

After a few arguments, Immortal Wuchang finally had no choice but to fight with the monster Taoist. He has lost his best efforts and is seriously injured, but he is not sure that he can get rid of this old Taoist priest.

Even in his prime, he was not sure. Who knows the depth of the cultivation level of this strange Taoist who has been famous for decades?

The old Taoist stared at the black cavalry blocking Lu Qingming's body, shook his head and sighed, "The monks are compassionate and do not want to do more killings. It would be better for Lu Jiaerlang to stop by himself, and I will release these loyal and brave soldiers, how about it?"

"We are willing to die for the general." A man in black shouted.

"We are willing to die for the general." All the men in black responded.

"Stupid." As soon as the strange Taoist finished speaking, the whisk in his hand flew out.

The thin filaments turned into silver needles and passed through the necks of the black riders.

The West Wind Sword among the dozen black riders had just been lifted, and the strange Taoist had already harvested his life.

"General, run."

A row of black cavalry rushed over in front, and took the initiative to rush towards the strange Taoist.

More than a dozen black cavalry fell to the ground in an instant, and the war horse ran forward with the corpse that had not yet died.

"General, escape."

More black riders rushed over and wanted to die with this strange Taoist.

"Come back." Lu Qingming's eyes were blood-red and he roared.

He knew that these brothers were not opponents of the strange Taoist, and they had no choice but to die.

His body once again flew into the air, and the spear in his hand was wrapped in red flames and stabbed hard at the strange Taoist's chest.

Man and gun are integrated!

He wants to die with this strange Taoist.

"Lu Qingming, you can't even hold the gun, so how can you combine the gun? For your father's sake, I will keep your entire body-"

The strange Taoist's body soared into the air and walked on the wind with his feet.

Every time I take a step, I take a long step forward.

The sky version of the shrinking ground into an inch!

The strange Taoist's body appeared behind Lu Qingming, and then slapped the sky spirit cover on his head with a palm.

"Die." Lu Qingming couldn't recover, and these two desperate words appeared in his mind.

Tiangang Palm!

The palm shadows are vast, and countless palm shadows are coming from the sea.

Bang!

A solid and resounding sound came.

The strange Taoist's arm was held by another big hand.

"Who are you?" The strange Taoist blinked, unable to believe what was happening in front of him.

Someone can keep up with their own speed? Someone can grab their arms?
Chapter completed!