Chapter 3760 Han Feng's Unhappiness

He exhaled, displaying the primitive divine body, and the ancient atmosphere of the wild, diffused out.

Obviously, his primitive divine body is very powerful.

The ninth stage!

As soon as Lu Ming sensed it, he knew that the other party's primitive divine body had reached the ninth stage of cultivation, and it was not far from condensing primitive divine blood.

Of course, if you want to cross that step, it is not that simple, it requires talent and opportunity.

The primordial divine body was transformed into a breath, which attracted the attention of many people.

"What a powerful breath, Divine Sovereign Eight Layers!"

"There is no suspense between the eighth level of the god and the fifth level of the god!

"That one, seems to be the foreign aid invited by the Black Blood Palace!"

Many people were talking about it.

The people in the Black Blood Palace even sneered.

On the other hand, Han Feng, Qi Ping and others are also paying attention to this side.

In other battles before, Han Feng and another young man from the Sacred Heart have all won.

The three purple-eyed golden geese also won, but Qi Ping was unlucky. He met a master and was defeated, so his face was very ugly. At this moment, when Lu Ming met a master, he sneered.

"This kid, Muyun, must give up. I really hope he doesn't give up..."

A cold light flashed in Qi Ping's eyes, and he really hoped that Lu Ming would be foolish and not admit defeat, and then be killed by Chong Hu.

Of course, he knew it was impossible. Facing such an opponent, would Lu Ming admit defeat?

"You, who is going to admit defeat?"

Referee Liu Fei Chuanfei said, but his eyes swept to Lu Ming.

In his opinion, the difference between Lu Ming and Chonghu is too great. In the Divine Sovereign Realm, there is a difference of three levels of cultivation. This is a huge difference.

Lu Ming couldn't possibly be a match for Chong Hu.

He thought that Lu Ming should admit defeat.

However, Lu Ming shook his head.

Chonghu showed a sinister smile.

He was a foreign aid invited by the Black Blood Palace at a great cost, taking people's money and eliminating disasters for them.

The head of the Black Blood Palace had told him that if he encountered someone from the Fengdu Sword Sect during the competition, he would never be merciful, and it would be fine to kill the opponent with a ruthless hand.

He originally thought that Lu Ming would admit defeat, but he didn't expect that Lu Ming would not admit defeat, it would be better, he would let Lu Ming know what regret was.

"Don't admit defeat?"

Han Feng and Qi Ping were also taken aback.

The difference is that Qi Ping is overjoyed.

"Haha, this kid is really stupid. In the face of Shenjun Bazhong, he doesn't admit defeat. He's really courting death!"

Qi Ping almost laughed.

And Han Feng, just snorted coldly, a pity.

It's a pity that he couldn't kill Lu Ming with his own hands.

He originally wanted to kill Lu Ming with his own hands after this incident, but now it seems that Lu Ming is simply courting death.

There is no need for him to do it himself.

Liu Feichuan was also slightly taken aback, but he didn't say much, and said, "Since no one has conceded defeat, let's start the game!"

"kill!"

As soon as Liu Fei Chuan finished speaking, he rushed towards Lu Ming.

It turned into a primordial divine body, a giant bird with one wing, bringing a destructive wind and slaughtering it towards Lu Ming.

The wings were like knives, pressing down on Lu Ming. The terrifying power was about to smash Lu Ming to pieces.

Facing this blow, Lu Ming looked as usual.

Chonghu's combat power is good, but it's only the arrogance of the eighth level of the gods. In fact, in the Dragon Clan's home planet, some of the arrogances of various ethnic groups that Lu Ming encountered had already cultivated the original divine body to the ninth level. stage.

Some people have even successfully condensed the original blood of God.

The top geniuses of these top clans are actually not weak.

Therefore, in Lu Ming's eyes, he was just an ordinary genius.

Just when his wings were about to hit Lu Ming, Lu Ming shot.

Swish!

His palm was like a knife, slashing out.

bump!

Lu Ming's palm collided with Chonghu's wings, and a violent roar erupted. Then, the feathers flew, and Chonghu's huge body flew back upside down, blood splashing everywhere.

"what?"

But anyone who pays attention here,

His eyes widened, revealing an incredible color.

It wasn't Lu Ming who was knocked flying, it was Chonghu.

Moreover, Chonghu was injured and retreated.

The fifth level of the gods, the head-on battle, actually injured a genius of the eighth level of the gods, how is this possible?

The people in the Black Blood Palace were stunned, Han Feng and Qi Ping were also stunned, and their minds did not turn around for a while.

Before everyone could react, Lu Ming rushed towards Chonghu.

"kill!"

Lu Ming shouted, punched out, and the terrifying punch penetrated the void, directly piercing the full wings, and then Lu Ming grabbed the backhand, grabbed the rushing tail, swung it up and threw it towards the ground.

With a violent roar, Chong Hu was smashed to the ground heavily, unable to maintain the form of the original divine body, and turned into an ordinary giant bird, twitching non-stop.

Although Chonghu was not dead, he was seriously injured and dying.

"This..."

Many people watched the people here, and they were all in a daze.

Is this the end?

Is this a win?

Divine Sovereign Five defeated Divine Sovereign Eight?

"Hahaha!"

Sect Leader Wang was already mentally prepared, so he was the first to react, he laughed loudly, and looked in the direction of the Black Blood Palace with a proud face.

At this time, everyone reacted.

The master of the Black Blood Palace, as well as the other masters of the Black Blood Palace, had ugly expressions on their faces.

"how can that be?"

Qi Ping, Han Feng and the others were dumbfounded, their eyes rounded.

They have always ridiculed Lu Ming and looked down on Lu Ming, especially Han Feng, who was a mere god of the fifth level, and did not put him in his eyes at all.

Before, he kept mocking Lu Ming.

However, Lu Ming used his actual actions to slap him with a few big mouths, making his face extremely gloomy.

"Damn!"

Han Feng drank coldly in his heart, and murderous intent filled his heart.

Lu Ming had already become his surefire target.

"interesting!"

"What a powerful fighting force!"

At this moment, some top talents from other battle platforms were also attracted.

After all, the fact that the fifth level of the gods can defeat the eighth level of the gods represents talent and combat power.

Although the current cultivation base is still low, once the cultivation base is improved, it will be very terrifying, which has attracted their attention.

"In this battle, Mu Yun wins!"

Liu Feicuan reacted and announced Lu Ming's victory.

In this way, Lu Ming won two consecutive victories.

Lu Ming left the battlefield calmly, but it was different from before. Many people's eyes were on him.

It is conceivable that the next time he plays, he will attract more attention.

After Lu Ming left the battlefield, he was also looking at other battlefields.

On every battle stage, there are extremely powerful Tianjiao, at least one quasi-emperor, and some battle stages, more than that.

These people are very powerful, and when others encounter them, almost all of them admit defeat.

The game was going on, and soon, it was Lu Ming's turn to play again.

However, the opponent this time was only the sixth-level God Sovereign. As soon as he saw Lu Ming, he directly conceded defeat.