Chapter 1622 (1/2)

Lu Ming sits under the ancient tree of enlightenment and practices with one heart.

Three days passed by in a flash!

”It's too slow. There's no big war. It's too slow for such a hard work.”

Lu Ming finished his practice and whispered.

In fact, the speed of his practice under the ancient tree and assisted by the stone of heaven is not slow, but it is much worse than the speed of training in the battle.

”The sky is as proud as a cloud here. It's a pity to miss someone to practice with.”

Lu Ming smiles, changes a set of black robes, out of the mountain and river map, toward the dark water city.

Out of the dark water city, looking at the lake not far away, I saw many young people standing above the lake, and there were also two young people fighting fiercely.

Lu Ming's palm glows, and a Shura mask appears in her hand, and then she carries it on her face. All of a sudden, she has a ferocious temperament.

This Shura mask was used by Lu Ming when he was not very good at it. With its material, you can see through it at a glance when you meet a strong person at the top of Emperor Wu.

But Lu Ming covered it with real yuan, and others could not see through it.

Wearing a Shura mask, Lu Ming strides forward towards those young people with a cold breath on her body.

Some people are startled and look at Lu Ming one after another. Seeing Lu Ming wearing a Shura mask, they are surprised.

”Humph, a man of the nine heavyweights of the emperor of martial arts, wearing a mask, making a mystery and pretending to be a ghost!”

Someone hums coldly and looks at Lu Ming coldly.

Boom!

All of a sudden, Lu Ming starts to step out and appears in the sky over the one who opens his mouth.

The foot of a giant sky condenses out, just like the foot of a God, and steps towards the person who opens his mouth.

”Looking for death!”

The man screamed, and Zhenyuan broke out, and his momentum soared to the sky. He condensed into a sword and chopped at Lu Ming.

Above the sword, there is the power of law.

The second stage of this man's existence is the first and the second stage.

When many people thought that Lu Ming was going to be killed with a knife, the result was unexpected.

Boom!

Under the foot of giant sky, the sword collapses and the giant foot continues to step down.

The man of the second stage of the semi saint was directly hit by Lu Ming to the lake below with one foot and spat out blood.

”Kill!”

Lu Ming drinks, his fist glows and his fist blows out.

A terrible fist force, as if through the void, toward the lake below.

Boom!

The water of the lake is surging and waves are surging. The water in that area is spread to the four sides by the fist force, revealing the bottom of the lake.

I saw a huge pit at the bottom of the lake. The man of the second stage of the semi saint, lying in the pit, had no breath and was killed by Lu Ming.

Lu Ming reaches out and sucks. Zhenyuan is like a ribbon and rolls up the ring of the other party's storage. The lake flows back, and Tianjiao stays at the bottom of the lake forever.

”How strong!”

Many people were shocked.

This man with the mask of Shura, although only Wu huangjiu heavy, but by no means play tricks, but the strength of extremely terrible existence.

”Who is the pride of heaven?”

Some people speculate.

After all, there are too many imperial forces. Every day, Tianjiao of the Imperial forces will join in. No one knows what kind of Tianjiao will appear.

Shua!

Lu Ming's eyes are like electricity, cold as a knife, sweeping around.