Chapter 1590 (1/2)

”Ha ha, that guy, who was smart but was misled by his cleverness, is really suicidal!”

The clouds burst into a mocking laugh.

On the other side, after flying for a distance, Lu Ming suddenly stops, then turns around and looks at the rear indifferently.

Hum!

At the back, there was a slight fluctuation, and a figure wrapped in black robes appeared with a sword in his hand, a sword as transparent as a cicada wing.

”As a killer, do you dare to show up?”

Lu Ming opens his mouth and his voice is quiet.

”How can you hide your body when dealing with a man like you who is just a six fold emperor of martial arts?”

A cold, black voice.

”Oh, really? Don't regret it

Lu Ming's mouth, a smile.

”Kill you, a sword!”

The voice of indifference rang out.

Then, the other party moves. In a flash, he crosses the void of several hundred meters, and instantly appears in front of Lu Ming. His sword, as thin as a cicada's wing, stabs Lu Ming.

Holy soldier!

The long sword as thin as cicada wings is actually a saint soldier.

The terrible sword light, incredibly fast, stabbed Lu Ming's throat.

Boom!

In his gloves, Lu Yuan's gloves have been poured into his body, which makes Lu Yuan's gloves flow like crazy.

Lu Ming blows out with a fist, and the air is completely compressed together. With a terrible momentum, he blows at the other party.

Hum!

The long sword of the other side, trembling ceaselessly, actually broke Lu Ming's fist strength and stabbed it on Lu Ming's fist.

The sound of Ding, Lu Ming's fist, a terrible force burst out, such as mountains and seas, toward each other.

The other side's face changed greatly. His sword was as thin as a cicada's wing, and he kept shaking. The other side's body shape was also blasted out by the terrible power of this fist.

Poof!

The other side's mouth, spurted out blood, wet the black cloth around the mouth, the only eye exposed outside, revealed the color of shock.

”How could you... Have such a strong power?”

It's unbelievable that the other side said something.

His accomplishments were in the middle of the eighth heavy period of Emperor Wu, nearly two times higher than Lu Ming. He was also a superior spirit body. He was injured by Lu Ming's fist fight.

”Kill me, too?”

Lu Ming spoke indifferently.

”Hum, even if you are strong, what I am good at is not strength, but the skill of stabbing. Today, you are still going to die!”

Black robed killer, voice cold, and then body movement, his figure, unexpectedly disappeared.

It seems to disappear out of thin air.

Lu Ming's eyes narrowed slightly and swept around.

Whew!

Suddenly, a sword light, from behind Lu Ming, towards Lu Ming.

Boom!

Lu Ming's body twist, and then a punch toward the rear out.

But this blow, however, hit the air, a fist force fly out, a mountain in the distance, a big hole.

Whew!

Immediately, on the left side of Lu Ming, the sword light rises again. Kill Lu Ming, which is extremely fast and can't be prevented.

Lu Ming blows out again. Unfortunately, when he blows out, the sword light disappears again, and Lu Ming bursts into the air again.