Suddenly, King Xiaoyao's eyes widened. In front of him, Lu Mingjun stretched out his hand and slapped it into the air. Ice condensed in the air along the palm of his hand, turning into thick ice cones, and stabbed towards King Xiaoyao.

Control the moisture in the air?

King Xiaoyao looked shocked. It had only been a short time since they had been fighting each other for only a quarter of an hour. He had gone from the realm of the mid-level Martial God to mountain climbing so quickly, and he had made a breakthrough in the middle of the battle.

When did the mountaineering scene get so good?

You have to know how talented the people in front of you are. Lu Mingjun is less than 30 years old now. He is climbing mountains under 30 years old. Thinking about it, it is like a myth brought into reality. It is so special and outrageous!

King Xiaoyao thought as he quickly retreated. In this moment and a half, Lu Mingjun's offensive methods increased exponentially.

Although Lu Mingjun was not as precise as him in using his internal power at the moment, his sophistication in controlling his internal power quickly increased with each move.

The cold was so intense that Lu Mingjun divided the remaining internal energy in his body into dozens or hundreds of parts, and controlled it precisely. The moisture in the air seemed to turn into a toy that could be ravaged in Lu Mingjun's hands. Five

Using internal power to control the water vapor contained in the air, it turned into thousands of sharp swords and stabbed at King Xiaoyao. King Xiaoyao's teeth were itching with anger, and he was now completely in a passive state.

Lu Mingjun's smile dispersed, and the tense atmosphere before was gone.

I have climbed the mountain and will be invincible.

Lu Mingjun's mountaineering artistic conception has already taken shape and substance. As for the internal strength, it doesn't matter. It can be accumulated over time, and if it lasts for about a year or two, it will naturally reach the limit of what he can bear.

That was when he was at his peak, but now, against King Xiaoyao, the remaining internal strength is enough!

When he was truly at the top of the mountain, Lu Mingjun realized the mystery of mountain climbing. This feeling of being able to hold the sky with one hand and cover the sky with one hand was really fascinating.

Appreciating the scenery at the highest point in the world, to be honest, it feels a little bit too cold at the top. No wonder the first sight of King Xiaoyao makes people feel like they are facing the gods, which naturally gives people a sense of sacredness.

feeling.

It's so refreshing, as if I've had an epiphany about eternity, and all problems can be solved with just one thought.

What does it mean to be an ant when climbing a mountain? Those who can be killed by a casual movement are ants. When you are in the mountaineering realm, you are at the peak of the God of War. The peak of the God of War is an ant that can be trampled to death!

King Xiaoyao's whole body is numb now. The man in front of him seems to have really accomplished something that even the first generation president of the Tianxiahui could not do. He is not able to climb mountains and see far distances under the age of thirty. Is this something that a person can do?

In fact, both of them don't have much internal energy reserves left. The last thing they are fighting for now is their willpower. Whoever can't bear it first may go to the underworld first to report and drink a bowl of Meng Po soup.

The feeling of mobilizing the rules is indeed fascinating, but it also consumes a lot of money. Lu Mingjun's internal energy was only half a bowl of water, but after all this effort, more than half was lost.

Lu Mingjun simply gave up on the idea of ​​using internal power to control the rules, and concentrated all his remaining internal power into his fists, preparing to fight in close combat with King Xiaoyao.

King Xiaoyao has no choice at the moment. He can run, but can he still run at the fifteenth level if he can run in the first grade of junior high school? Today, Lu Mingjun will only get stronger and stronger when he returns to the mountain.

Until he is strong enough to make him look up to him. After what happened today, if he fights Lu Mingjun again, he will definitely die in the future.

Moreover, as a person in the mountaineering realm, he has his own dignity and stands out from his peers. He has never been defeated among his peers and has long developed a non-hostile attitude.

In the past, even if I faced an invincible enemy, if I persisted, it would be the opponent who would die in the end, not myself!

So what if he is at a disadvantage? Do you think that King Xiaoyao grew up in a peach blossom forest? When he killed others, Lu Mingjun's ancestors didn't know they were playing in the mud!

"Lu Mingjun, I admit that you are a genius. You are so talented that it is scary. You are a mountain climber under the age of thirty, and you are the only one in the world for five thousand years. You have reached a height that even the first generation president of Tianxiahui has never reached."

"Perhaps you will be able to go better than anyone else in the world in the future.

The first generation president has gone further, but you must die here today!"

King Xiaoyao said sternly, the blade of the sword he held in his hand never loosened. As the sun set, King Xiaoyao's figure became dazzling.

His eyes were fierce, and his murderous intent was piercing.

The sword held by King Xiaoyao is called Li Gui, and more than ten thousand people have fallen under this sword. King Xiaoyao once was at the peak of the God of War, holding a sword to block an encirclement and suppression force of 100,000 people without being defeated, and successfully climbed a mountain!

One person can kill 100,000 people. This is the true fighting power of a mountaineer!

At this moment, the remaining light of the setting sun was obscured by clouds, and the sky seemed to be roaring for this battle.

Two mountaineers came to opposite sides and decided to fight for life or death!

Lu Mingjun concentrated ten thousand times, closing and opening his eyes, all his energy and energy gathered at one point.

"Fierce ghosts are coming out of the mountain!" King Xiaoyao shouted loudly, the earth was shaking, the sword broke through the sky, and hundreds of thousands of ghosts were haunted.

Lu Mingjun simply assumed a fighting stance, with his right hand tied to his chest, his left hand protecting his heart, and his left foot lunging forward.

"bring it on!"

As he finished his words, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind. In the final charge, he lost much of his internal strength to protect his body. All his attacks were dead-handed, and every blow was aimed at the critical point.

"Pfft!"

A punch-to-flesh attack, each blow seems simple, but the huge impact force frequently erupts into violent sonic booms.

The power of each punch and each sword is enough to crush ten ants at the peak of the Martial God Realm. This is mountain climbing, this is the top of the world, and you can see the small and terrifying power of the mountains.

Lu Mingjun dodged the sword, and attached the inner force of ice to his right hand, condensing it into ice. Lingxi caught the sword struck by King Xiaoyao with one finger, turned his left hand into a fist, and struck hard at King Xiaoyao's ribs.

"Crack!"

The sound of bones being broken was clearly heard in his ears. King Xiaoyao raised his knee and hit it hard on Lu Mingjun's lower abdomen.

Lu Mingjun suddenly felt that his internal organs were tumbling violently, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The two gangsters were fighting with each other's fists, and both of them went crazy. From a closer look, they looked like two street gangsters fighting, but when they took a closer look, there were seven to ten huge potholes around them.

In the woods dozens of meters away from the beach, birds and animals flew away, and large trees were cut in half. Some were even crushed into powder by Yu Wei.

Within a quarter of an hour, King Xiaoyao even had a bloody tooth mark on his face, his two eyeballs were swollen, and his nostrils were even picked out twice.

This is so ridiculous that you told me that it was something the leader of the Wulin Alliance could do. King Xiaoyao would never believe it.

When it comes to what Lu Mingjun has practiced the most during these days in Beijing, he has practiced most in street fighting. In the past, his opponents were all hooligans and villains. Those cheap tricks have been tested in actual combat in close combat.
Chapter completed!