Chapter 143
Xuanyang was horrified, and at the same time he sensed that the spiritual energy in Lu Ming's body was far greater than his.
"No, I have to leave here. I must tell the elders about this and let the elders take down this little bastard!"
Xuanyang's thoughts changed rapidly, and his eyes looked into the distance.
call out!
Xuanyang's speed suddenly soared, and he suddenly flew a hundred feet away, turning into an afterimage and escaping quickly.
"Where to go!"
Lu Ming stepped forward and rushed over. As he rushed, he waved his fists and kicks towards Xuanyang.
Xuanyang's expression was extremely ugly. He did not expect that at this time, Lu Ming could actually catch up with him.
But he had no choice but to grit his teeth and persist.
In his heart, he has regarded this mission as a fatal situation. If he fails to complete this mission and the sect leader blames him, he will never survive.
Therefore, he must try his best to kill Lu Ming, otherwise today will really be over.
Phew! Phew!
Xuanyang's speed was extremely fast, and traces were drawn in the air. Every time he passed by, there was a cloud of blood mist.
A huge hole had been blasted out of his chest by Lu Ming, and his heart was beating non-stop, which looked a little scary.
"Damn it, this kid is actually faster than me!"
Xuanyang was horrified in his heart.
His realm is at the peak of the sixth level of the spiritual sea, similar to Lu Ming, but in front of Lu Ming, he is like a child facing an adult, without any resistance.
Lu Ming's face was calm and he continued to pursue Xuanyang, slowly closing the distance with Xuanyang.
They flew in tandem for three days and finally saw the main hall of Xuanyang Gate.
Xuanyang breathed a long sigh of relief.
They were walking in the Xuanyin Mountains and did not dare to step into the Xuanyin Sect's territory. Once they entered, they would be in danger. If they were not careful, they would encounter powerful enemies and even lose their lives.
Now that he could safely return to the Xuanyin Sect's base camp, he was naturally relieved.
"Why does this kid's speed change so fast? How does he practice? Could it be... is he practicing some secret technique? But even if the secret technique is powerful, it is impossible to improve it so much!"
Xuanyang frowned, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.
Although Xuanyang's cultivation talent is good, it is only average.
"Huh? What is this?"
Suddenly, Xuanyang's eyes glanced at a branch. The branch was green and green, with several fruits hanging on it. It exuded a crystal clear luster and a faint fragrance. The smell seemed to be able to enhance the monk's spirit.
of cultivation.
Xuanyang's eyes narrowed slightly.
He knew that these fruits were definitely treasures, and they could even be treasures that could improve one's cultivation.
If he takes it away, his cultivation level will definitely increase by leaps and bounds.
Xuanyang didn't hesitate, grabbed the fruit, and then jumped up, ready to snatch it.
"Don't leave!"
Two rays of light burst out from Lu Ming's eyes, and then he flashed directly towards Xuanyang.
"No, hand over the fruit quickly!"
Xuanyang shouted loudly.
Xuanyang's body suddenly erupted with a dazzling sword light, and he stabbed Lu Ming with his sword, hoping to kill Lu Ming in one fell swoop with the help of his sword skills.
“Tiny trick!“
Lu Ming shouted loudly, then formed seals with his hands, the energy of the Nine Cauldrons in his body circulated, and then condensed nine small cauldrons behind him, and suppressed Xuanyang.
The nine small cauldrons each exuded vast fluctuations, as if divine mountains were suppressing them, causing the void to twist violently.
"Break it for me!"
Xuanyang roared, and green veins appeared on his arms, and then he danced wildly, slashing out sword energy one after another, and bombarded Lu Ming's small Jiuding cauldron.
Phew! Phew! Phew!..
A series of noises were heard, and the sword energy that Xuanyang slashed out actually exploded directly under the small cauldron of Jiuding, which could not be resisted at all.
Xuanyang was shocked.
"How could this little bastard's physical body become so powerful? How could his cultivation be so strong!"
Xuanyang was shocked. He felt that Lu Ming's strength seemed to be even stronger than him, and even surpassed him.
"Break it for me!"
Just when Xuanyang was shocked, Lu Ming's fist struck Xuanyang again.
Xuanyang's pupils shrank, his face changed drastically, and he swayed to the side.
But his speed was still a step slower after all, and he was hit on the shoulder by Lu Ming's punch.
Click! Click!...
The bones on Xuanyang's shoulders were broken one after another, and blood spurted out, staining his clothes red.
"Damn, damn!"
Xuanyang was in great pain.
His face has turned pale.
"Die to me!"
Lu Ming took action again, punching out, and Xuanyang was knocked out again.
Xuanyang's face showed a look of fear, and he retreated violently, trying to stay away from Lu Ming.
But at this moment, a bright golden spear light, like a falling meteor, penetrated from a distance and struck hard on the back of Xuanyang's heart. Xuanyang was directly penetrated, and blood spurted out and flew upside down.
When he got out, he was in the air and fell to the ground.
"Damn it, I'm not willing to give in!"
Xuanyang roared in his heart. He never expected that Lu Ming's strength was so terrifying, and he defeated him with one move.
"Senior Brother Xuanyang!"
"Senior Brother Xuanyang!"
When Xuanyang's other companions saw this, their expressions changed greatly, and then they swarmed towards Xuanyang.
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth. He raised his hand, and a dark spear appeared in his hand.
This spear was clearly the holy weapon that Lu Ming had just refined.
"die!"
Lu Ming roared, shook his spear, and a powerful force surged out, instantly piercing Xuanyang's Dantian and meridians, killing Xuanyang.
As soon as Xuanyang died, the other disciples of the Xuanyin sect immediately panicked and fled in all directions.
But before they ran far, a golden light swept across their bodies, and then each of their bodies stiffened, and then exploded, turning into piles of blood and spilling on the ground.
This is the Poison Dragon Needle refined by Lu Ming, specifically used to deal with these Xuanyang Sect disciples.
Lu Ming flashed and picked the remaining fruits in his hands.
These fruits exuded strong medicinal power and were of great use to Lu Ming. Unfortunately, Lu Ming could not use the elixir fire to refine them, but for warriors like them, these fruits were simply treasures from heaven and earth.
Afterwards, Lu Ming found a large dry stone to sit down on and began to retreat to heal his injuries.
He had consumed a lot just now. If he didn't recover, it would be almost impossible to defeat Xuanyang.
Lu Ming took out several pills and swallowed them.
These pills were all obtained by him at auctions. They are spiritual-level pills. One pill can increase one thousand kilograms of brute strength and are extremely valuable.
Lu Ming's injuries quickly recovered under the nourishment of these spirit-level elixirs.
Chapter completed!