Chapter 729: Suppressing Wang Mang

"Junior Sister!"

Jian Feiliu gritted his teeth, soared into the sky, and flew into the sky.

"You can't escape!"

Wang Mang stepped up, imposing like a rainbow, the purple flames were so terrifying, and wherever he passed, the space turned into a vacuum.

The Wang family, an ancient aristocratic family, has blood talents, all of which are flames, which is extremely amazing.

Especially the direct descendants of the Wang family. Legend has it that it can awaken a bloodline called Ziji Tianhuo. This bloodline, combined with the god-level cultivation technique, the Fiery Flame Burning Heaven Art, is extremely terrifying.

Lu Ming was not in a hurry to take action. After all, Jian Feiliu still needs to face this kind of thing. However, if Jian Feiliu is in danger, of course he will not sit idly by.

"Golden Slash!"

Jian Feiliu roared, the dazzling golden light all over his body converged, as if they were condensed into the sword in his hand, and an extremely sharp feeling emanated from the sword in Jian Feiliu's hand.

Immediately, a dark golden sword light slashed towards Wang Mang violently.

"Demigod-level martial arts!"

Wang Mang's pupils shrank, and he let out a low roar, and then the flames on his body skyrocketed.

"Purple is broken!"

The purple halberd rushed out, and the pressured space rumbled.

A terrifying roar echoed between the heavens and the earth, the dark golden sword light shattered, and Jian Feiliu's body was thrown far away, coughing up blood in the air.

Even, on his body, there is a purple flame, burning fiercely, as if to burn Jian Feiliu to ashes.

"You actually have a demigod-level martial arts skill, but unfortunately, you can't practice it at home, and it is someone else's martial skill, not a bloodline martial skill. You want to block me too, die!"

Wang Mang shouted, walked out, and killed Jian Feiliu.

What he used was his own bloodline martial arts. Although it was not at the demigod level, it was infinitely close to the demigod level. In addition, the combination of the god-level Raging Flame Burning Heaven Art and the Ziji Tianhuo bloodline defeated Jian Feiliu's attack in one fell swoop.

Jian Feiliu's demigod-level martial arts were acquired in the sacred mountain of the underground world.

Naturally not Wang Mang's opponent.

"Jianfei Liu is defeated, is he going to be killed by Wang Mang?"

"The Wang family is too strong, and the bloodline is terrifying. With the addition of god-level exercises, who can compete? In a battle at the same level, he is almost invincible. Although Jian Feiliu is strong, he cannot escape defeat!"

"That's right. Historically, the top ten heavenly kings on the Heavenly Kings list were almost all occupied by the six ancient aristocratic families. Some of the top places on the Heavenly Kings list were mostly occupied by geniuses from the six ancient aristocratic families."

"Let's not talk about the list of heavenly kings, even if it is a list of thousands of pride, it is not the six ancient aristocratic families occupying the top, and only after the rise of the Heavenly Corpse Sect can talents compete with the geniuses of the six ancient aristocratic families."

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, Wang Mang's halberd had already slashed towards Jian Feiliu. It seemed that Jian Feiliu's defeat was a foregone conclusion.

boom!

At this time, a vast fist pierced through the void and bombarded Wang Mang.

"Who? Dare to attack me?"

Wang Mang shouted angrily, the halberd turned around, waved it out, and slashed towards the fist.

boom!

The explosion sounded, Wang Mang moved slightly and took three steps back.

A slender figure stepped out and walked in front of Jianfei Liu, it was Lu Ming.

"Brother Jian, are you alright?" Lu Ming asked.

"Brother 6, I made you laugh, this person is very strong, you have to be careful!"

Jian Feiliu had already extinguished the flames on his body, gasping for breath.

"It's okay!"

Lu Ming smiled and looked at Wang Mang, with strong fighting intent in his eyes, and said, "God-level cultivation technique, Fiery Flame Burning Heaven Art, today, I have to learn it!"

"It's you?"

Wang Mang recognized Lu Ming, then sneered and said, "Boy, don't think that you can fight me by defeating a waste who is ranked at the bottom of the Thousand Pride List. If you want to learn the Flaming Flame Burning Heaven Art, then do it well. Prepare to be beheaded!"

"It's just you, I'm afraid that the heat is not enough!"

6 Ming smiled lightly.

Although the exercises are strong, it depends on who is cultivating.

Take the Battle Dragon True Art as an example, if someone else cultivates, he may not be able to cultivate to the highest realm and possess ten times the true essence.

Different cultivators have different powers.

Lu Ming's meaning is obvious, Wang Mang is not at home yet.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Wang Mang's eyes narrowed, and a cold murderous intent flashed. With one step, his figure continued to move towards Lu Ming, and he swung out the halberd, burning everything.

Lu Ming unleashed his explosive star fist and threw out a punch. In the fist, two worlds of thunder and fire were entrained.

boom!

The fist collided with the halberd, and there was a violent roar.

"It's such a strong power, and it turned out that I realized two moods. Unfortunately, it's only the first level, and you want to block me? Kill!"

Wang Mang strode out, his whole body seemed to have turned into flames, and a purple sun seemed to appear in the night sky.

There were more and more people around. At this time, thousands of people had gathered and watched carefully.

Most of the people are peak kings, and they all come to participate in the battle of the king list.

I just can take this opportunity to learn about the combat power of others and make a comparison with myself.

There are even the top seven hundred Tianjiao on the Thousand Talents List, as well as some extremely powerful senior figures.

The artistic conception that Wang Mang comprehended was the artistic conception of flames, and obviously, it had already reached the second level.

"Really? Then add another!"

The artistic conception of the wind also exploded, and the three artistic conceptions merged and exploded, pushing the power of the Exploding Star Fist to the extreme.

boom!

With a violent roar, a bright light filled the sky, illuminating the entire city.

6 Ming did not move, but Wang Mang retreated.

"Three moods, impossible!"

An unbelievable look flashed in Wang Mang's eyes. He really didn't expect that someone could cultivate all three moods to this level.

"Purple is broken!"

The breath on Wang Mang's body exploded frantically, and he displayed his high-grade bloodline martial arts skills. The purple flame seemed to be able to blast through all obstacles.

"I said, your heat is not at home!"

Lu Ming sneered, the real energy in his body was running wildly.

Just now, Lu Ming didn't explode all his real energy.

At this time, it exploded. Among the same level, according to the strong and condensed degree of true essence, it was completely crushed.

The punch of the Exploding Star Fist is even more terrifying.

Lu Ming blasted out dozens of punches in an instant, and each punch was like a shooting star, blasting towards Wang Mang.

boom! boom!

The explosion sounded continuously. After dozens of explosions, Wang Mang's figure retreated wildly, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

He was injured and completely suppressed by Lu Ming.

"Damn, shoot, kill him!"

Wang Mang shouted angrily, the voice fell, and the two old men flickered and rushed towards Lu Ming.

These two old men are both peak kings, but they have definitely lived for a long time. Except that the artistic conception of heaven and earth has not broken through the second level, they are extremely terrifying in all aspects, and their combat power is not much worse than that of Wang Mang.

The two joined forces and pressed against Lu Ming.

There was a sneer at the corner of Lu Ming's mouth, and he walked out, splitting two palms in a row.

These two palms, plain and unremarkable, contain terrifying power.

Suppressing Prison Heavenly Art!

With two dull sounds, the two old men retreated sharply, blood spurting wildly from their mouths.

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