Chapter 333 (1/2)

Under the joint attack of Yan Quan, Jin Yan Xue Gan, and Lu Ming, the hundred sword battle array of Mohist school collapsed.

Seven or eight Wuzong Yizhong and Erzhong masters were killed instantly.

”No, go, go!”

At this moment, the master of the Mohist family was extremely frightened and roared wildly.

The hundred sword battle array has been broken, and the other side has two and a half step King's peerless strong, this does not need to fight at all. Staying here is absolutely a dead word.

After the master of Mohist family roared, he turned into a ray of light and ran away madly in the distance.

”If you want to go, no one can leave!”

Yan Quan roared, the first to pursue the master of the Mohist family.

After a few breaths, he caught up with the master of the Mohist family.

”Hot spring!”

The master of the Mohist family started a crazy counterattack.

However, there is a very obvious gap between ordinary Wuzong Jiuchong and banbu king. It is only a few moves. The leader of Mohist family is beaten to cough up blood.

”Die!”

Yan Quan Li drank, grabbed the head of the Mohist master and twisted it off.

”Ha ha ha ha, kill, kill, kill!”

Yan Quan laughs and roars, and continues to chase and kill others.

Whew! Whew! ...

on the other side, Lu Ming's long spear was constantly stabbed, and all kinds of spears exploded. Several Mohist warriors with triple and quadruple martial arts schools were stabbed into a sieve.

However, the golden eye blood is stiff and moving in all directions. His body shape is extremely fast, and his two claws are wielded. One by one, the masters of Mohist Wuzong are torn to pieces.

This is a massacre, many Mohist Wuzong, in front of Jinyan xuegan and Yanquan, they are as fragile as babies and have no resistance.

Even if someone escaped a certain distance, they were chased and killed.

Lu Ming did not have the slightest impatience.

The Yin moon Empire and the sun empire are at war. They are enemies.

What's more, it is the Mohist school who first wants to take his life. Since he is a mortal enemy, there is no need to keep his hand. Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to itself.

”Kill!”

Lu Ming is fighting with a long gun.

He has now broken through the four levels of Wu Zong, and those who are below the nine levels of Wu Zong hardly pose a great threat to him.

”Little brute, even if I die, I will pull you on your back!”

A seven fold old man of the Mohist School roared and rushed to Lu Ming.

Roar!

Jiulong's blood roared, and the terrible swallowing power acted on the old man, making his body slightly stagnant.

Whew!

As soon as Lu Ming rushes by, the long gun pierces his heart and blows out a big hole.

Kill!

Then, the essence of blood and blood all flew into the mouth of Jiulong blood.

In the sky of Mohism, they scream and rise and fall.

Not far away, those Mohist martial arts masters, warriors, and even those with lower accomplishments, ran away in all directions.

Lu Ming did not kill these people.

These people did not see the evolution of Lu Ming's blood, and they could not threaten him. There was no need to kill him.

At this moment, Su Tiancheng fell into a dead silence, and countless people were hiding at home, shivering.

A moment later, the scream stopped.

Dozens of Mohist wuzongs were killed.

Roar!

Golden eye blood stiff roar, whole body blood gas transpiration, body a red, just his eyes, more golden.