Chapter 4638: 1 Defeat

God Lord Jiuzhong's angels slashed at Lu Ming with a sword.

This sword, he used 50% of his strength, not to mention a god master of the fifth level, even a god master of the eighth level, he would not dare to take it hard, and he would be seriously injured.

"Look at me, it's fine..."

Lu Ming was not angry but happy.

What he wants is the contempt and carelessness of the other party.

In this way, he has a chance.

"Ball ball!"

Lu Ming sent Qiuqiu a sound transmission.

"pass it to me!"

When the ball called, it flew out from Lu Ming's wrist, turned into a mirror, and emitted a beam of light, which directly enveloped the opponent.

"Breaking the sky!"

Lu Ming snorted lowly and displayed the sky-shattering style. At the same time, the power of the source in the source seed also poured into the God of War spear, turning into a dazzling spear, stabbing the opponent's forehead.

Shrouded by the beam of light transformed by the ball, the angels of God Lord Nine Layers appeared momentarily absent-minded.

Lu Ming's attack was approaching rapidly, and he was about to stab the opponent in the forehead.

"Damn, damn, hateful illusion, break it for me!"

The angels of the God Lord Nine-layer roared and screamed, and the holy light in the body burst out with all their strength, and suddenly rushed away the beam of light.

However, Lu Ming's attack had already arrived.

Lu Ming's attack of the power of the source broke out, which had already surpassed this angel race.

Now, Lu Ming took the lead again, how could the opponent resist.

At the critical moment, the opponent's body suddenly shrank down, trying to avoid the attack of the God of War Spear.

To be honest, this trick is very useful, avoiding the stabbing of the Ares gun.

However, Lu Ming finally took the lead, how could he let the other party escape.

What's more, the power of the source is only the power of one blow.

Lu Ming took advantage of the situation and pressed the God of War Spear down,

The God of War gun was drawn straight down.

"not good..."

The angels of the God Lord Jiuzhong were shocked, and their bodies moved out, and at the same time they placed heavy defenses on their bodies.

However, he did not completely avoid it after all.

boom!

The God of War spear slammed heavily on the opponent. The violent power directly smashed through the opponent's defense, and the violent power bombarded the opponent. With a touch, the lower half of the body of this god-lord ninth-level angel tribe exploded directly. turned into powder.

The upper part of his body slammed heavily on the bottom of the sea, smashing a big pit out of the bottom of the sea, lying in the big pit and vomiting blood.

This move, although he avoided the key point, but also suffered heavy losses, has no strength to fight.

Originally, the opponent would not be beaten like this so easily, mainly because he was too careless and then affected by the ball, so he was defeated by Lu Ming in one fell swoop and seriously injured.

This time, everyone's eyes widened.

Those masters in Tiangong, with their round eyes staring at each other, looked like a ghost, it was hard to believe what they saw.

As for Feng Yaoli and the others, their hearts were also stunned, and they were extremely shocked.

Before Lu Ming said that there was a way to deal with the angel race of the ninth level of the gods, they were completely skeptical and had no certainty in their hearts.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ming's combat power was actually so powerful, and one move would severely damage the existence of a god master at the ninth level.

The other party lost a God Lord Jiuzhong, they didn't have to be afraid at all, and their morale was immediately boosted.

"Kill!"

"Kill them!"

Feng Yaoli and the others roared, and the offensive was like madness.

"kill!"

Lu Ming drank it coldly, taking advantage of his illness to kill him. At this time, the master of the Angel Clan was severely injured. How could Lu Ming miss this opportunity, he swooped down and killed the master of the Angel Clan.

"Save me!"

The master of the angel race roared, with deep fear in his eyes.

"Boy, don't even think about it!"

Nearby, a master of the Celestial Clan of God Lord Yazhong killed him and attacked Lu Ming.

However, the mirror that Qiuqiu turned into shot out a beam of light, shrouding the celestial race.

This Celestial Clan, more unbearable than the existence of the Divine Lord Ninth Layer, was sluggish for a moment.

It was sluggish for a while, and it cost him his life.

The God of War spear stabbed and stabbed between the eyebrows of this Celestial Race.

When he reacted, it was already too late, the God of War spear pierced through his eyebrows, and the devastating power directly destroyed his soul.

A master of the Eightfold Heavenly Human Race, the master of the gods, was instantly killed by Lu Ming with the cooperation of Qiuqiu.

The others looked cold all over.

Lu Ming's trend kept going, and he continued to kill the angelic tribe of the ninth-level God Lord.

ah ah ah...

This god-lord nine-level angel clan roared wildly, struggled frantically, and did not want to be killed.

However, he only had half of his body left, and he was severely injured. Ten percent of his strength and ten percent were gone. No matter how he was unwilling to resist, it was useless.

The God of War's spear shook, and the spear beams in the sky fell from a height, shrouding the god-lord nine-fold angel clan in it, and a few unwilling screams sounded, and then there was no sound.

The angel of God Lord Ninefold, die!

"it is good!"

"Kill these scumbags in Tiangong!"

Feng Yaoli and the others were in high spirits and kept attacking and killing. On the other hand, the morale of Tiangong was low, and some people looked at Lu Ming's eyes with trembling hearts.

Although the numbers of the two sides were about the same, the Tiangong side, on the contrary, was losing ground. One accidentally, a master of the seventh level of the gods, was split in half by Tang Jun's sword and fell on the spot.

This makes the people in Tiangong weaker in fighting spirit.

"Retreat, retreat!"

The master of the god of the gods of the heaven and the human race shouted, and after a few moves with Feng Yao, he retreated violently.

He saw that the angelic race of the god master of the ninth level was severely injured by Lu Ming in a face-to-face, and then quickly killed. He was afraid, he was really afraid.

Lu Ming's combat power made him afraid, he was afraid, he was afraid that Lu Ming would kill him, and he would end up with the same result as that of the god-lord nine-layer angel clan.

Therefore, he decisively issued a retreat order.

The rest of the people in Tiangong were similar. They did not dare to fight, and they all retreated, trying to escape.

"Kill, don't let them escape."

Feng Yaoli and others shouted, chasing and killing frantically.

Lu Ming used the Great Aurora Technique and quickly chased after him.

The people in Tiangong were all focused on running away and had no intention of fighting again. The higher the cultivation base, the faster they escaped. On the contrary, those with low cultivation base fell behind and were quickly banned from leaving. Lu Ming and the others were the fastest. Catch up quickly.

"Ah, save us, we're being overtaken!"

"Save us!"

The seven-layered existences of several gods in the Tiangong roared exhaustively.

However, those who are running in the front, how dare to turn back, and those who are behind can't wait to delay some worlds and give them a chance to escape.

"They won't save you, send you on your way!"

Feng Yaoli's face was hideous, he slashed horizontally with his sword, and immediately killed the two masters of the seventh level of the God Lord together.

Lu Ming cooperated with Qiuqiu, stabbed out a shot, and also killed a master of the seventh level of God Lord.

Later, Tang Jun, Mo Chang and others arrived and killed the remaining seven-level god masters.

However, those Heavenly Palace masters above the eighth level of the God Lord seized the opportunity and quickly fled away.