Lu Lingxiao was quite unhappy with Zheng Ming, especially this shameless guy who actually called him Master Lu. His old tone seemed to be even more excessive than his master, which made Lu Lingxiao's urge to kill Zheng Ming with one move.

Taking my move, this kind of big talk seemed to be like Lu Lingxiao who couldn't even take a single move of him.

Damn it, it's so hateful!

"Uncle Zheng, this time, I am going to take you thousands of moves. Don't worry, take your time, I will never fight back!"

Zheng Ming was extremely calm to Lu Lingxiao's answer that was ridiculous. Although Lu Lingxiao has mastered the so-called immortal body of Liuhe, in Zheng Ming's eyes, he only needs to use the ninety-nine divine kingdoms around him to gather the power of one hundred clones together and defeat Lu Lingxiao, which is absolutely no problem.

However, Zheng Ming is not very familiar with the main world of Guiyuan. In addition, he discovered from the classics of Dalun Mountain that there was a great sage in this main world, so Zheng Ming was even more afraid to act rashly.

Although he killed one of the Great Sages, he had witnessed the fear of the Great Sage himself. Now the saint-level existence in the prehistoric cards has been played by him and cannot exert his combat power. He cannot defeat the Great Sages.

So, at this time, it is better not to be too arrogant.

What's more, in Zheng Ming's opinion, the God-killing Demon Sword is enough.

"Since my nephew is ready, I'm not polite!" Zheng Ming slowly took a step forward with a loving smile on his face.

After hearing Zheng Ming's words, Lu Lingxiao's anger became even more intense. He immediately snorted coldly, and the magic trick activated. A small blue sky appeared above his head, and a yellow earth appeared under his feet.

Surrounded by the green dragon, the vermilion bird flew high, and the white tiger roared and the black treacherous sitting cross-legged. For a moment, thousands of weather gathered around Lu Lingxiao.

Although the Liuhe Immortal Body is very strong, most of the time it is used, and what appears in front of people is a golden light.

Now, Lu Lingxiao has shown so many strange phenomena, just to tell the people present how extraordinary his immortal body is.

And his artificiality undoubtedly played a lot of role. After he used the Immortal Body of Liuhe, many viewers showed admiration.

"Lu Lingxiao is worthy of being a person who has passed the third level of Hunyuan Tianzhu. Woo, this Liuhe Immortal Body is indeed good."

"The seventh man of the seven sons of Dalun has not entered the divine ban at all. Even if Lu Lingxiao stands there and asks him to fight, he may not be able to do anything to Lu Lingxiao."

"I don't know how Dalun Mountain will end this farce!"

All kinds of discussions came into the ears of the disciples of Dalun Mountain, making these disciples frown. For these disciples, the face of Dalun Mountain is their face. Zheng Ming fought against Lu Lingxiao, which was originally a face of Dalun Mountain.

Although he was bullying people in Dalun Mountain, they could not find the pleasure of abuse, because the gap between the two was too big.

Zheng Yunxiu stood under Yan Zidian, looking at the old god, who seemed to be muttering to himself, and whispered: "Uncle Master, do you want to take action for Uncle Seven? The so-called disciples who have something to do will be obeyed!"

"It's okay, don't get involved!" Yan Zidian glared at Zheng Yunxiu and scolded him sternly.

Zheng Yunxiu lowered his head helplessly, feeling a sense of being honest and unpleasant. At this moment, he saw Zheng Ming still standing there without any intention of taking action.

"Can you still fight?" someone shouted loudly at this time.

This is a young man with a handsome appearance. From his expression, it can be seen that the disdain on his face is even more obvious.

The young man's words immediately resonated with everyone, and the disciples of Dalun Mountain did not say anything. After all, Zheng Ming was one of their ancestors, but the other young men, although they did not dare to accuse Zheng Ming loudly, they also started to make excuses.

"Don't you see it? They are preparing." A teasing man laughed and said, "Maybe, the competition we watched this time is a preparation."

As soon as this joke was spoken, many people burst into laughter. Zheng Ming's cultivation showed made them feel that even if Lu Lingxiao did not fight back, Zheng Ming would definitely suffer a loss.

In this case, not attacking is actually a good choice.

"My junior brother, I am your third senior sister. I used Qiankun to whip that evil deed to death. If there is any problem, senior sister will take it for you!"

Ruan Xiangyu's voice came from Zheng Ming's ears. However, Zheng Ming did not respond, he was still preparing slowly.

One quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour... Half an hour...

Zheng Ming stood calmly, while Lu Lingxiao's body was always maintaining the strange appearance of the six heaven and earth.

"Uncle Master, you are just hitting me. I know that I have destroyed your foundation and made you very uncomfortable. My nephew comes here this time just to make you breathe this time. You hit me!"

"You fight here! Uncle Zheng, my nephew is rough and thick-skinned. If you hit me twice, I will never fight back!"

"Uncle Zheng, don't be merciful to me, you don't have to do anything. It's better for you to get angry first, otherwise, my nephew's guilt would be a big deal!"

The jokes kept spitting out from Lu Lingxiao's mouth. At this time, Lu Lingxiao's eyes flashed with more and more disdain.

Even if you are accepted as a disciple by Master Three Dharmas, even if you become the last son of the seven sons of Dalun, what can you do?

Your cultivation is not as strong as me now. I stand here to make you vent your anger, and you can only watch it, hum, and you will be mad.

I, Lu Lingxiao, have a higher bloodline, why don’t I be accepted as a disciple by Master Three Dharmas? You, a person who lives in a lower level, can actually be lucky and become one of the seven sons of Dalun.

This kind of glory should belong to me!

I want everyone to see what kind of person you are, and you can't get on the table if you can't get on the table.

Zheng Ming was still extremely calm, but his hands had already begun to slowly slash in the void.

This kind of stroke looks very slow, but in the eyes of many people, it is a mysterious and profound feeling that makes people feel extremely profound.

Lu Feihong sat in the position of the attack. Although he wanted to sit next to Chen Dongming, the disciples of Dalun Mountain still arranged him below.

As for why, in addition to not liking Liuhe Chongxiao Temple, his strength is not worthy of sitting next to Chen Dongming.

Just as Lu Lingxiao teased Zheng Ming with a playful look on his face, a smile flashed in his eyes.

However, as Zheng Ming slashed his fingers, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. Based on his understanding of Dalun Mountain, Zheng Ming used this secret technique not of Dalun Mountain.

If it weren't for the secret technique of Dalun Mountain, would Zheng Ming have any other inheritance, or would he learn it from a small place called Zique?

Thinking of the small place like the Purple Que Divine Dynasty, Lu Feihong glanced at her mouth disdainfully. It was not that he looked down on the Purple Que Divine Dynasty, but that it was the martial arts there, so he didn't take it seriously at all.

One quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour...one hour...

Zheng Ming’s preparations were not finished yet, and at this moment, those warriors who were originally interested in Zheng Ming’s hand moves began to feel boring, and some even started to beat him!

"It's really not good-looking!" A woman sighed boredly: "I'll meditate for a while!"

The woman's feelings made many people feel that the sky was thundering, but they had to admit that the woman's words seemed to be fine!

This is the first time they have seen such a battle. When one of them comes here, they are abused and can only be beaten but cannot fight back.

The other one who wants to hit someone can only stand there, looking like he wants to use his ultimate move, but his cultivation has not reached the divine ban, and even if he bullies others, he will not be bullied.

I had known that this battle had become like this, and it would be too boring to say nothing.

More and more people are meditating, and some have even started to take naps. Of course, these naps are basically pretending. At this level, even if they don’t rest for a year or two, they will not feel sleepy.

"Mr. Nephew, are you ready?" Just as some people were about to leave, Zheng Ming spoke again.

Hearing Zheng Ming's words, Lu Lingxiao was so angry that his teeth were itchy, and at this moment he felt a little worried.

If this person surnamed Zheng was left alone for a day, although his reputation for Zheng Ming was not very good, Lu Lingxiao would also become a laughing stock in others' eyes.

As soon as this thought appeared, Lu Lingxiao felt nervous: "Uncle Master, I'm ready, come on!"

"Okay!" Zheng Ming looked at Lu Lingxiao and stood quietly, looking like he was actuating a magic trick. Some people who had been observing Zheng Ming suddenly found suspicious points.

"It seems like the action just now!" This is the comment given by a strong man sitting not far from Lu Feihong.

Lu Feihong had just discovered this situation, which made him, who was originally calm, feel a urge to be furious.

Although they made all kinds of preparations, sending people to Dalun Mountain and allowing people to attack them all kinds of times but not fight back is a very shame in itself.

Now this shame has actually been turned into a monkey-playing game by Zheng Ming, it is really...

"Junior Brother Zheng, why haven't you taken action yet? I see that your magic tricks have been used twice!" Lu Feihong couldn't hold it in. If it weren't for the Three Dharma Masters behind Zheng Ming, he would have jumped up long ago.

"I made a little mistake in the implementation just now, so I can only start over!" Zheng Ming said embarrassedly with a smile on his face.

In Lu Feihong's eyes, this attitude made him feel more uncomfortable than beating him, but he could only endure it.

If you can say it at this time, junior brother, you practice slowly, that is the most in line with the demeanor, but how can he say it?

"Are you ready, nephew?" Zheng Ming asked again.

"It's ready!" Lu Lingxiao snorted coldly.

Zheng Ming prepared again, and half an hour later, the same conversation began to unfold between the two people, and the cycle continued until the sunset.
Chapter completed!