Chapter Fifty-Eight Violent Spirit Pill

boom!

A powerful aura erupted from Lu Ming's body, his true energy was surging, and his long hair was flying.

At this moment, Lu Ming's breath was no weaker than Ning Feng's.

In the battle with Ning Feng just now, Lu Ming only showed 50% of his strength.

And now, ten percent.

when!

The two slammed into each other fiercely, the swords intersected, sparks splattered, and the sharp sword qi pierced the air and shot out in all directions.

bump! bump!

After a blow, the two took a few steps back at the same time.

"Damn, kill!"

Ning Feng shouted and killed Lu Ming again.

"war!"

Lu Ming's eyes were as bright as electricity, his long hair fluttered, and his body exuded a surging fighting spirit. He stepped heavily and killed Ning Feng.

when! when! ...

The two kept bombarding together, the sword energy was flying, flying vertically and horizontally, and it was extremely strong.

In the blink of an eye, there are dozens of tricks, and the two are tied.

"How could this be? Impossible? How can Lu Ming be so strong?"

Ning Feng was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

With his seventh-level martial arts cultivation base, coupled with the high-grade yellow-level swordsmanship that is known for his speed, he has already cultivated to the fifth level.

It can be said that the sword is like the wind, and it is as fast as lightning.

But Lu Ming was able to block it completely. Not only was he not weaker than him in true qi, but his swordsmanship speed was not bad at all.

How did he know that Lu Ming practiced god-level exercises, and the concentration of true qi was three times that of ordinary true qi.

As early as when the Dragon Fighting Art was only the first level, Lu Ming was able to kill his opponent by leaping one level.

But now the Dragon Fighting Technique has gone a step further, to the second level, even if Ning Feng is two levels higher than Lu Ming, he will not be able to defeat Lu Ming.

Not only Ning Feng, but all the spectators around Zhuquetai were extremely shocked.

It was unbelievable that Lu Ming was able to tie Ning Feng, who had broken through to the seventh level of martial arts.

One by one, they held their breaths and stared at the battlefield, for fear of disturbing the two people on the battlefield.

when! when!

On the Suzaku stage, the two continued to fight.

"The seventh level of the Martial Master is really not weak, but as long as my bloodline erupts, I can beat him immediately, but now is not the time, and the time for the bloodline to erupt in the Martial Master state is only two minutes, and after two minutes, Ning Feng will not be mine. opponent."

Lu Ming was thinking in his heart.

The two figures were constantly staggered on the Vermillion Bird Stage, with sword energy overflowing.

Soon, a hundred strokes were fought.

At this moment, the blood on Ning Feng's body quickly dissipated.

It's time for the blood to explode.

"not good!"

In the stands, Ning Kong's expression changed.

when!

On the Vermillion Bird Stage, the two exchanged swords again.

bump!

This time, Ning Feng was directly knocked out, his face was pale, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Ning Feng is injured!"

There was an uproar at the scene, and he looked at the stage in shock.

"It's time for Ning Feng's bloodline to explode. It seems that Ning Feng is about to lose."

"Ning Feng is not Lu Ming's opponent, it's unbelievable."

"Have you noticed that Lu Ming hasn't erupted in blood!"

"What? Seems true, I hadn't noticed it just now, it's amazing."

"Genius, an absolute genius, Lu Ming is arrogant, he clearly has the capital!"

Around Suzaku Terrace, whether it was new disciples, old disciples, or elders, they were all discussing each other in shock.

"Brother Lu Ming, come on, you are the best!"

Pang Shi's face flushed with excitement, waving his arms and shouting.

"Brother Lu Ming is mighty!"

Immediately afterwards, other disciples shouted.

These are all new disciples this year. They couldn't help but feel proud when they saw that Lu Ming, the disciple who started with them, was so strong.

Is the old disciple amazing? Some of our new disciples can still defeat you!

At this moment, Lu Ming became an idol in many people's hearts.

"This guy!"

Hua Chi muttered to himself, deep in his eyes,

A little more admiration.

He has always been arrogant and arrogant. When he first met Lu Ming, he threatened to defeat him in the future.

But now, he knew that Lu Ming's talent was not comparable to him.

In the stands, Ruan **** and Feng Wu opened their mouths slightly, watching blankly.

Especially Ruan ****, a month ago, Lu Ming announced that he would challenge Ning Feng in a month, she was quite unhappy, thinking that Lu Ming was too arrogant.

But now she understands that she was wrong, Lu Ming is not arrogant, he is confident, and he has this capital confidence.

"Giggle, Ning Kong, it seems that your precious son is about to lose."

In the stands, Mulan smiled happily, and the branches of the smile trembled.

"Really? Is it still a winner?"

Ning Kong clenched his fists tightly, murderous intent in his eyes, and said coldly.

"what?"

Mulan couldn't help but have a bad premonition.

On the Suzaku stage.

"Ning Feng, the time for the bloodline to explode has come. Now, let's send you on your way!"

Lu Ming looked at Ning Feng lightly.

"Hahaha, Lu Ming, if you want to defeat me, just dream, you forced me!"

Ning Feng laughed loudly, then moved his hand, and a pill appeared and swallowed it.

boom!

When Ning Feng swallowed this medicinal pill, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body. This aura was powerful and tyrannical.

Compared to just now, it has doubled.

"Lu Ming, die!"

Ning Feng roared, his eyes were bloodshot, he stepped on both feet, and there was a roar, even the battle platform vibrated, and his body turned into a gust of wind, killing Lu Ming.

"Don't take it hard!"

A dignified look flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, and the dragon and snake moved to the side.

But it was still a step behind, Ning Feng's sword energy swept towards him.

bump!

Lu Ming blocked it with his long sword, and a sharp and violent force rushed towards him, and his body couldn't help but slide back ten meters.

"Blood Spirit Pill, Ning Kong, you are despicable, you actually use the violent spirit pill, this competition is not fair, and this is the end."

In the stands, Mulan suddenly stood up and shouted with an ugly face.

"Mulan, what do you want to do? On the Vermillion Bird Stage, there is a life-and-death battle, but it's not impossible to use medicinal pills!"

Ning Kong also got up and sneered.

"It's unfair to use medicinal pills. What about a life-and-death battle?"

Mulan drank coldly, and was about to rush towards Suzaku Terrace.

But Ning Kong burst out with a powerful breath, locked on Mulan, and sneered: "Mulan, in the battle of life and death on Vermillion Bird Terrace, no one else can interfere, do you want to break the rules."

"Damn! Despicable!"

Mulan Bei clenched his teeth and stared wide, but he was stared to death by Ning Kong.

At this time, on the Vermillion Bird Stage, Ning Feng had already launched a violent attack.

"Lu Ming, die, the wind magic sword technique - the wind cuts the world."

"Wind Demon Sword Technique - Hurricane Destroys."

The violent sword qi ripped apart all obstacles, smashed through the air, and cut off Lu Ming's head.

"The strength has doubled, so we can only avoid its edge first and find an opportunity to fight back!"

Lu Ming's body moved, and he displayed the dragon-snake step. While walking with footwork, he resisted the sword qi that was slashing at him.

boom! boom!

After seven or eight moves in a row, Lu Ming kept retreating.

Lu Ming was not an opponent at all, he was suppressed, and wisps of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.