The people around were shocked. Two such powerful older people were actually blown away by Lu Ming's palm. Lu Ming's combat power was shocked again.

Lu Ming flew with his long hair, strolled up, chasing the two old men.

"Boy, stop!"

Wang Mang's voice came out. He stood behind Jian Feiliu's junior sister, and a violent aura enveloped her, saying, "Boy, if you dare to take action, believe it or not, I will kill her!"

Lu Ming frowned, but he didn't expect that Wang Mang would be so despicable that he threatened Feng Ting's life.

Feng Ting is the name of Junior Sister Jian Feiliu.

Seeing Lu Ming stop, Wang Mang showed a ferocious look on his face and said, "Boy, you should destroy your cultivation, otherwise, this bitch will die now!"

"Hahaha!"

Lu Ming laughed and said, "Wang Mang, if I remember correctly, this woman should be your wife, right? Are you threatening me with your own wife's life? Did your head be bitten by a dog?"

"Also, the so-called children of ancient families are your virtues? I have opened my eyes."

Lu Ming really didn't expect that Wang Mang was so shameless that he threatened Lu Ming with his own wife. Lu Ming was speechless.

bump!

Lu Ming continued to step up, his eyes pressed, and said, "If you want to kill, you will kill. I don't know this woman, but from now on, you, Wang Mang, may have to bear the reputation of killing your wife and threatening your enemy!"

Boom! Boom!

Lu Ming slashed his palms to suppress everything. The old man vomited blood in his mouth, and one of his arms exploded.

"Damn it! Retreat!"

Wang Mang grabbed Feng Ting and retreated quickly.

The two old men also retreated quickly, and Lu Ming did not press forward step by step. He was still a little concerned about Feng Ting's life. If Wang Mang was really crazy and killed Feng Ting, Jian Feiliu would feel unpleasant.

"Jian Feiliu, will you, just hide behind others? Don't worry, after I go back, I will scold this bitch better. All this is thanks to you!"

Wang Mang's angry voice came.

"Senior brother!"

Feng Ting was so scared that her face was pale and her whole body was trembling.

"Junior sister!"

Jian Feiliu's eyes were red and his fists were clenched, but he could do nothing.

"And boy, wait for me. If you dare to hurt my Wang family, I see how you die?"

Wang Mang then shouted angrily at Lu Ming, and then left in shame with the man.

Lu Ming shook his head. After all, he was an outsider. Just now, he was fully capable of keeping Wang Mang, but so what if he stayed? The consequence was that Feng Ting's fate would be even more miserable, and would even implicate Jian Feiliu.

He was not afraid, but had to take care of Jian Feiliu and Feng Ting.

Jian Feiliu looked at the direction of Wang Mang's departure, and was stunned. Then, his body kept trembling.

"Waste, I'm a waste!"

Jian Feiliu Nannan talked to himself.

"Brother Jian!" Lu Ming frowned, Jian Feiliu's condition was wrong.

"Baoshi, Brother Lu, I am a trash. I can't even protect my beloved woman. I can only watch her bullied. You said, is a person like me worthy of being called a genius? Are you worthy of living in this world?"

Jian Feiliu's eyes were dull and showed his decadent look, as if at this moment, he had lost all his fighting spirit.

Lu Ming frowned. Jian Feiliu was in a dangerous state at this time. The heart of martial arts was about to collapse.

boom!

A powerful aura burst out from Lu Ming's body, and a spear appeared in his hand. The sharp spear light stabbed towards Jian Feiliu's eyebrows.

Jian Feifeng sensed the terrible murderous intent, and the golden light shone in his hand. A golden battle sword appeared, blocking the spear light, retreated quickly, looked at Lu Ming, and said, "Brother Lu, what is this?"

"What's the point? Kill you!"

In Lu Ming's eyes, murderous intent filled his eyes.

"Kill me? Why do you want to kill me?"

The sword flew out of an incredible look.

"What's the use of a waste like you staying in the world? A small blow will make you unable to recover. What kind of martial arts can you practice? Why not just send you on your way!"

Lu Ming's breath was so powerful that his clear voice continued to be heard: "The road of martial arts is full of thorns, and he will encounter any difficulties. What we have to do is not retreat, but move forward bravely and use our own strength to smash everything. The gods block the gods and the demons kill the demons. If you want to save your junior sister, you can only become strong, strong enough to be arrogant to the heroes!"

"Is there any kind of kings, princes, generals and ministers? The ancestors of ancient families have not yet moved from ordinary things. What can a mere Wang family count as long as they are strong enough, I am the same ancient family!"

Lu Ming's voice was like a big bell, constantly hitting Jian Feiliu's heart, causing Jian Feiliu's body to shake.

"Strength, strength, yes, as long as I have enough strength, I can save my junior sister. As long as I have strength, I can smash everything!"

Jian Feiliu murmured to himself, and a trace of his spirit slowly regained his eyes. Then, he closed his eyes for a while. When he opened his eyes, he seemed to have two golden swords stabbed into the sky.

A golden battle sword appeared above his head, as if it could break the sky.

At this moment, Jian Feiliu seemed to have realized something and had undergone transformation.

"Brother Lu, thank you this time!"

Jian Feiliu solemnly bowed to Lu Ming to thank him.

This time, it was too dangerous. He almost collapsed his martial arts heart and his martial arts heart collapsed. In the future, his cultivation will never be able to improve again, and he will even be invaded by the inner demons and become possessed by the demons.

Lu Ming's words were like a revelation, which made him wake up, and even made him transform, and he learned a martial arts skill from his bloodline, a more powerful bloodline martial arts skill.

He was very grateful to Lu Ming.

"Brother Jian, you need to be polite. I'm just saying what I think. Let's go!"

Immediately, the two returned to the inn.

But the crowd around was talking.

"Who is that kid? He was so angry that he looked down on the Wang family!"

"Not only that, he also said that he was just an ancient family. He was so bold that he was really ignorant of the world!"

"Look, the genius of the Wang family will not let him go. Wang Mang is only considered ordinary in the Wang family!"

The discussion was spreading, and soon the news about the war here spread.

Early the next morning, Lu Ming, Xie Nianqing, Jian Feiliu, and the other twenty-nine masters of the Golden Sword Sect flew west together.

The Heavenly King Monument is there.

A hundred miles away, a huge stone tablet towers into a high altitude, reaching a thousand meters high and at least hundreds of meters wide.

This stone tablet, one side, has no words, is blank, and there are twenty-seven stone stairs below.

The stone staircase is very large and long. You can see that the seventh-stage stone staircase at the top is dark red and there is no one on it.

The twenty-step stone stairs below are gray, the same color as the stone tablet. There are many figures on these twenty-step stone stairs.

One by one, the figures sat cross-legged on the ladder, as if they were practicing.

Moreover, the number of people decreased from bottom to top.

On the first ladder, the number of people is the most, and the higher the number, the fewer people are.

On the nineteenth stairs, there was only one figure sitting cross-legged, while on the twentyth stairs, there was no one.

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