Chapter 142 In Front of Me, You Are Garbage

Swish! Swish!

Then, Lu Ming stabbed two consecutive shots.

The two guns were as fast as lightning, like two meteors streaking across the sky, illuminating the sky with scorching flames.

boom! boom!

Then the two meteors burst apart suddenly, and the power of terrifying and violent erupted instantly.

From the place where the three of them fought, a stream of sword energy, sword light, and hot spear light swept outward without any money.

Several silver-robed elders set up heavy defenses, protecting the tables, chairs and other disciples of the fourth courtyard behind them.

call out! call out!

At this time, a war knife and a war sword flew out from a distance, and at the same time, two screams came out, and two figures flew out, blood scattered in the sky.

It is Jian Wuchen and the young man holding a knife.

The light faded, and Lu Ming stood in the field with a spear in his hand, motionless.

If he wins, Lu Ming wins.

The two geniuses who fought alone in the Qilin Academy are still just one move, sweeping the other side with the trend of destroying the dead.

Too strong.

No matter what kind of genius you are, no matter what special bloodline you are, one person and one shot will sweep the world.

Everyone seemed to see such a picture.

The clothes of Jian Wuchen and the young man holding the knife were shattered, and there were scars on their bodies, and they were embarrassed.

Lu Ming walked towards Jian Wuchen step by step, looked down at him, and said indifferently: "I said, within three moves, you will definitely defeat you, and now it is exactly three moves!"

"Lu Ming, you wait for me, sooner or later, I will kill you."

Jian Wuchen looked at Lu Ming frantically, his eyes were full of hideous colors.

"Look, you're here again. Didn't you say it just now? If someone who doesn't have the ability talks big, that's a joke. Now, you're not even a joke."

Lu Ming sneered.

"Come on, just say it, I, Jian Wuchen, swear that today's humiliation, I will return it to you ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times in the future, I will torture you, and I will wantonly in front of you. Humiliating Qiuyue will make you want to die and make you regret what you have done today."

Jian Wuchen roared like a mad dog, and the murderous intent in his eyes seemed to be substantial.

He already hated Lu Ming to the core, this bastard, trash-like thing, dared to hurt him and beat him in front of so many people, in his opinion, it was a great shame.

Of course, he doesn't think about humiliating others. In his opinion, it should be.

Lu Ming smiled, but there was a cold murderous intent in the smile.

"I, Lu Ming, hate others to threaten me the most. You shouldn't threaten me."

Lu Ming's voice became cold, and the murderous intent on his body was undisguised.

Jian Wuchen couldn't help but feel cold, and shouted, "What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing? Didn't you just scream that you want to abolish me? Now you are threatening me again. In order to avoid future troubles, of course you will also be abolished."

Lu Ming smiled lightly.

"Abolish me? Do you dare? Lu Ming, you rubbish, do you know who I am? I am a special bloodline, a disciple of the Qilin Academy, the future overlord of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, the future pillar, you dare Abandon me?"

Jian Wuchen laughed as if hearing a joke.

But he only laughed halfway through, but he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because he found that Lu Ming's eyes were cold and firm, unshakable.

He felt a chill in his heart, and a biting cold air rose from his tail vertebra, straight to the sky, and he hurriedly shouted: "No, don't..."

call out!

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Ming's spear stabbed out, pierced into his dantian, and shattered the cyclone in his dantian.

Jian Wuchen was stunned, stunned for a while, and then let out a heart-piercing scream: "Ah, my dantian, my cultivation, Lu Ming, bastard, trash, you are really useless. With my cultivation, you must die!"

sizzle...

There was a sigh of relief in the audience.

Lu Ming really abolished Jian Wuchen's cultivation.

Such a decisive character, such a ruthless means, and such a big courage.

Jian Wuchen is a peerless genius of the Qilin Academy. He has a special bloodline and is the key training target of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

Now it's better, the cultivation base was abolished by the people of his own sect.

"It's good, if it were me, I wouldn't hesitate."

A fierce look flashed in Ling Kong's eyes, and he said coldly.

Others are speechless, who is like you, like a monster, reckless of the consequences.

"Lu Ming, you're done, you abolish my cultivation, and you can't escape. I'm a genius in the Qilin Academy, the sect will definitely decide for me, you're dead."

Jian Wuchen is still roaring.

But Lu Ming's face was extremely calm, he looked at Jian Wuchen indifferently, and said, "Idiot!"

"what?"

Jian Wuchen was a little stunned.

"I ask you, what is your support?"

Lu Ming suddenly asked.

Jian Wuchen desperately clutched his dantian, a little dazed.

The same goes for the others, who don't know why Lu Ming asked this question.

"Your reliance is nothing more than your special bloodline, your talent. You rely on your own special bloodline to think that you are superior, look down on others, and treat others as garbage."

"With your special bloodline, the sect will take care of you in every possible way and spend a lot of resources to train you. All of this is brought about by your bloodline and talent."

Lu Ming said.

"Yes, I was born noble, how could you envy me?" Jian Wuchen said.

Lu Ming smiled lightly, looked down at Jian Wuchen, and said word by word, "But now, your self-righteous talent is not even as good as garbage in front of me. Your so-called talent, in front of me, is not shit."

"You said that the sect will punish me, a person whose talent is far superior to yours, for the waste of your cultivation base that has been abolished? Is it possible?"

Boom!

Every word, every word of Lu Ming, like thunder, exploded in Jian Wuchen's mind.

That's right, Lu Ming's talent is far above him, and his value to Xuanyuan Sword Sect is far above him, so why would he punish Lu Ming for a piece of trash he has already abolished?

Absolutely impossible, maybe the top of the sect will vigorously train Lu Ming.

"No, no, not like that, no, no."

Jian Wuchen roared in despair, unable to accept all this.

He knew that if he was abolished, he could only be abolished in vain, and the sect would never stand up for him.

At the scene, other people also suddenly realized that it was true.

The talent that Lu Ming has shown now can already be compared with geniuses like Duanmu Lin and Feng Wuji. The general special bloodline is not as good as him, so how could he really punish him.

"Today's big day for Brother Muyun, hurry up with him and get out of here!"

Lu Ming stopped looking at Jian Wuchen, who was like a pool of mud, and turned to the young man holding the knife.

At this time, the young man with the knife and the strong young man were scared out of their wits, and they dared to say anything, and hurriedly dragged Jian Wuchen, who was still screaming, and quickly left the Sword Dance Courtyard.

A turmoil that endangered the honor of the bronze list, because of Lu Ming's arrival, it ended in a hurry.

(End of this chapter) Dragon King of Wandao