After a few breaths, a large number of disciples from the Ten Directions Sword Sect fell down on the ground, with hundreds of disciples.

Everyone in the Star Palace was stunned. Someone rubbed his eyes hard, thinking that he was dreaming.

"This, this... monster, pervert."

Mingcheng was also stunned, roaring in his heart.

He thought he had looked down on Lu Ming as high as possible, but in the end, he found that he still underestimated Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's strength is far beyond his imagination.

Touch! Touch!

Lu Ming held a spear in his hand, swaying and slamming. With one draw, he saw a large area of ​​disciples from the Ten-State Sword Sect, whose bones were broken and fell to the ground.

Including a genius who has realized power, he cannot escape the fate of being shot to break his bones.

"Escape."

The children of other Shifang Sword Sects shouted, and they were so scared.

There is no way to resist, and the strength is not on the same level at all.

"stop!"

At this moment, a loud roar came out, like thunder rolling.

A figure actually stepped on the void and rushed over quickly.

"It's Senior Brother Yang Zaitian. Senior Brother Yang Zaitian is here. We are saved."

A disciple of the Ten-Strait Sword Sect shouted wildly.
Chapter completed!