Chapter 659 This Is the Need for Talent

The fist failed, penetrated the void, and slammed into the light curtain on the other edge of the battlefield, causing the light curtain to tremble.

"This old guy, what a terrible control!"

Lu Ming's heart moved.

The old monster of the magic wind has mastered every ounce of his power to the extreme. Every time he makes a move, he will not waste a shred of power, precise and precise.

"Shura is in trouble!"

At this moment, everyone has this idea in their hearts.

The demon wind monster is too strong, it is indeed an old monster that has been in this sea for hundreds of years, and no one dares to provoke it below the spirit sea level.

Many people think that although Lu Ming is strong, he should not be the opponent of the old monster.

"Kowloon treads the sky!"

At this time, Lu Ming used the Nine Dragons Step to the Sky, and when he stepped on it, his figure turned into a streamer, and he rose into the sky, instantly avoiding the attack of the old monster.

Old Monster Mofeng grabbed the air with one claws, stunned for a moment, and looked up at the sky. At this moment, Lu Ming was suspended above the sky.

"I didn't expect that you still have such a footwork. Yes, I don't know how your attack power is."

The old magic wind smiled.

"If you want to know, then let you try it!"

boom! boom! ...

Lu Ming threw his fists in a row, and threw dozens of punches in an instant, one after another of fist strength, like a falling star, slammed towards the magic wind old monster.

Old Monster Demon Feng's eyes turned cold, and he waved his hands.

call out! call out! ...

One after another wind blade condensed out, flew towards the sky, and collided with the punching force that fell down.

High winds, flames, scattered away, sweeping the battlefield.

The wind blade and fist strength cancel each other out.

"Come again!"

Lu Ming shouted loudly, his true essence increased, this time, he threw hundreds of punches in a row,

The whole space is full of fist energy, and the momentum is extremely terrifying.

In the stands, Chen Zhao's face turned pale, and the strength Lu Ming showed now could easily defeat his elder brother Chen Dao.

In every battle, Lu Ming seemed to have no upper limit, giving people the feeling of a bottomless abyss, and there was no end to it.

The old devil's face also became serious.

"Magic Wind Slash!"

A long sword appeared in Old Monster's hand, and at this moment, a dazzling blue light was emitted. His body rose into the sky, and a blue sword light suddenly shone out.

zizi...

The figure of the old monster, the demon wind, rushed into the fist of the sky, and a harsh and unpleasant voice sounded.

call out!

In the end, the old monster Mofeng broke through the range of the fist light, rushed into the sky, and stood side by side with Lu Ming.

"Now, it's my turn!"

The voice of the old monster of the devil wind came out, but the person had disappeared, and he seemed to have turned into a gust of wind, drifting between the heavens and the earth.

woohoo...

The sky was really windy, and along with the wind, the temperature dropped sharply, and then, snowflakes appeared out of thin air, and accompanied by the strong wind, swept away towards Luming.

"The mood of wind, the mood of snow!"

Lu Ming's eyes flashed.

The old monster of the magic wind not only cultivated the artistic conception of wind, but also cultivated the artistic conception of snow.

Both moods are first-level perfection.

"Appeared, appeared, it is said that the old monster of the magic wind has realized two kinds of moods, and it really is!"

"Yes, it is said that the old monster Mofeng was very energetic and wanted to understand two moods, but was stuck when he was a peak king, so he didn't break through to the spirit sea realm. If he only comprehends one mood, I'm afraid It has already broken through the sea of ​​​​spirits."

"But the power of the two moods is beyond doubt, Shura, it's dangerous."

In the stands, many senior figures were talking excitedly.

"Haha, junior, die!"

In the blizzard, there was the proud voice of the old magic wind.

"What are you proud of? Comprehension of two moods, but the two moods have not been successfully integrated, and the increased power is also very limited."

Lu Ming's face was still very calm, he swung his fists, and punched out one after another, resisting the surrounding wind and snow attacks.

Those snowflakes, white and crystal clear, are sharper than the spirit soldiers, and each of them can penetrate a mountain with a diameter of 100 meters.

"The fusion of artistic conceptions, junior, what do you know? Do you think it is so easy to integrate the two artistic conceptions? It's really small and ignorant."

The voice of the demon wind came out, full of disdain and reprimand.

"Is it difficult to combine the two moods?"

Lu Ming smiled lightly.

And as Lu Ming's voice fell, Lu Ming's fists suddenly changed.

In the fist, not only the mood of fire, but also the mood of thunder.

As soon as the thunder and fire artistic conception came out, the two artistic conceptions were perfectly fused together, making the power of the Exploding Star Fist suddenly increased a lot.

boom! boom! ...

The vast fist pierced the wind and snow in the sky directly. With a scream, a figure appeared and retreated wildly.

"The fusion of thunder and fire artistic conception, the perfect fusion of thunder and fire artistic conception, how is it possible? How is it possible?"

There was blood flowing from the corner of Old Monster Mofeng's mouth, but he didn't care about it at all, his eyes were fixed on Lu Ming.

The entire audience was stunned for a while.

Lu Ming also comprehended the two moods, and the fusion was successful, but the old monster, the magic wind, did not.

Who is strong or weak is clear at a glance.

"What's impossible, you can't integrate, doesn't mean others can't integrate."

Lu Ming said lightly.

"Say, how did you integrate, say, say it!"

The old monster Mofeng roared, his eyes were red, and he stared at Lu Ming.

For so many years, Old Monster Demon Wind has tried many methods, but he can't successfully integrate it. It's like his inner demon.

"Tell you, you can't integrate, it requires talent."

Lu Ming spoke lightly.

He was right. In fact, his method may not only be thought of by him, but others can also think of it, but how many people can successfully integrate it?

To put it bluntly, it takes talent.

He has this talent, and now it seems that Xie Nianqing also has this talent.

And the demon wind monster has been cultivating for hundreds of years, and if the fusion has not been successful, he must not have this talent.

But the demon wind boss obviously doesn't believe this.

"Shit, what kind of talent? Boy, don't tell me, I want you to live rather than die today!"

The demon wind roared.

"Old guy, you have a problem with your head, do you think you are my opponent?"

Lu Ming shook his head and smiled.

"Look at my strongest move!"

The old monster of the demonic wind roared, and the artistic conception of wind and snow filled the air again.

"I'm too lazy to dawdle with you, let's send you on the road!"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth.

boom!

The next moment, wind, fire, thunder, the three artistic conceptions burst out at the same time, turning into a spear, extremely bright.

The pupils of Old Monster Demon Wind were bigger than copper bells, and an incredible roar roared in his throat: "Three kinds of artistic conception merge!"

He was simply unbearable. He spent his whole life, and neither of the two moods was successfully merged, but Lu Ming, the three kinds of moods were merged.

And, at such a young age.

Is it really because of talent?

call out!

The dazzling spear light pierced through the void and instantly appeared in front of the Demon Wind Old Monster, penetrating all the defenses of the Demon Wind Old Monster with a destructive force.

The spear pierced through the heart of the demon wind boss, the demon wind boss, die!