Chapter 297 Lu Ming Fights Against the Holy Son! The Body of Gods and Demons (Please Subscribe)

How do you solve the problem of beating up my Sword Spirit Sect disciples?

Hearing the Son's question, the geniuses who followed him were extremely pleased.

I didn't expect His Majesty the Holy Son to be so defensive. They didn't follow the wrong Lord.

"How do you want to solve it?" Lu Ming said.

The Holy Son said calmly: "Destroy one of your arms and never appear in front of me again!"

What?

Lu Ming was a little angry: "My arm is broken, how can I practice martial arts in the future?"

The Holy Son squinted his eyes slightly, with a cold look in his eyes: "If I take action, it won't be as simple as cutting off an arm, but my life will be spared!"

"You!" Lu Ming was furious.

"The Holy Son is so magnanimous that he only needs one arm from you. Why aren't you grateful?"

"It's better to lose your arm than your life!"

"Hurry up and cut off your arm yourself, otherwise the Holy Son will take action and you won't even be able to save your head."

…

Those geniuses, you said something to me, one after another.

Lu Ming was furious and didn't know what to say. His face turned red from suppressing his anger. He finally said something after a while: "You guys are going too far!"

Mu Yan was speechless. These geniuses bullied honest people too much. Lu Mingzui was so stupid, how could he defeat him?

He suddenly laughed and said: "I do have two arms. I wonder which arm the Holy Son wants to be beaten by?"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like stirring up a thousand waves on a calm lake.

The person on the other side immediately lost his composure.

Before the Holy Son could say anything, these geniuses all stood up and scolded him angrily.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you insult the Holy Son!"

"Without the Holy Son taking action, I can beat this mustache all over the place by myself."

"Brothers, catch him and hang him at the entrance of the palace, exposing him to the sun for three days!"

Seeing how indignant each of them looked, Mu Yan felt ridiculous. They were really a bunch of loyal little brothers.

Suddenly, a figure stood in front of Mu Yan.

"Brother Mu, this happened because of me. I don't want to implicate you. Leave the fight to me." It was Lu Ming.

At this moment, his eyes changed.

He is no longer the honest and honest person he was before, but has become very fierce.

"That Holy Son wants to break my arm, but I have to see if you have the ability!" Lu Ming said angrily.

Amidst the shouts of many younger brothers, the Holy Son suddenly raised a hand and made a silent gesture.

Everyone stopped immediately.

The Holy Son turned his head and said, "Let me solve it."

One sentence seemed to give a reassurance to the many geniuses behind him.

The next moment, they looked at the Holy Son with even more reverence.

Look, this is the Holy Son of the great force, this is the powerful man they follow.

A simple sentence can suppress everything.

Even Mu Yan had to admit that this holy son did know how to win people's hearts.

The Holy Son walked slowly to the courtyard and stared at Lu Ming coldly.

"I gave you a chance."

"But you didn't appreciate it."

"So, how do you want to die?"

Three sentences, each sentence is heartbreaking.

Lu Ming doesn't talk nonsense, he is a simple-minded person.

All unpleasant things can be broken with fists!

"Roar!"

Suddenly, Lu Ming let out a sharp and long roar, the sound penetrated the cracked metal and turned into billowing air waves, the momentum was terrifying.

The cry didn't even sound like a human voice.

A shadow appeared behind Lu Ming, like a god or demon.

His own figure suddenly swelled, rising to more than five meters in an instant.

The top burst open, revealing steel-like muscles, full of explosive power, like being poured by molten iron.

On both sides of the head, a pair of sharp divine horns emerged, exuding a bit of evil aura.

Lu Ming's eyes also flashed with bloodlust.

At this time, he is more like a demon, wanting to kill everything.

Lu Ming's change shocked everyone, especially the opponent's momentum, which climbed to an unparalleled terrifying level, making the void tremble and the air solidify.

"God and Demon Body Refining Technique!"

The eyes of the Holy Son of the Sword Spirit Sect changed slightly, and then the endless sword intent spurted out, turning into sharp flying sword shadows, slowly flying around him, like stars chasing the moon.

At this moment, the Holy Son slowly soared into the sky, and the sound of swords all over his body continued, as if he was a sword god!

Lu Ming roared and charged at the Holy Son with unstoppable momentum.

Under Lu Ming's trampling, the earth splashed with dust.

The distance of a hundred meters came in an instant.

At this moment, Lu Ming was more like a violent ferocious beast, and every move broke people's hearts.

"Die!"

Lu Ming shouted loudly, and his voice was like thunder that shook the heavens.

Immediately afterwards, he punched with a huge force, as if he was going to tear apart the space and attack with a blast.

Although the Holy Son was floating high, he was only eye level with Lu Ming, who had turned into a god and demon.

Lu Ming punched the air, and before he could touch the Holy Son, a violent fist wind came.

The Holy Son felt the wind of the fist scraping his face like a knife, but his expression remained calm, as if he was facing a simple matter.

I saw the Holy Son stretch out his hand and tap lightly.

The shadow of the sword surrounding him immediately turned into a golden rain of swords, whistling towards Lu Ming's fist.

Boom!

The fist hit the sword rain, making a huge sound of metal collision, blazing electric light flashing, and layers of air waves bursting out.

Lu Ming was unparalleled in his bravery and his fist power was unparalleled, shattering the sword rain one after another.

But the Son didn't panic.

His sword intent seemed to be boundless, piercing the sky and the earth, pouring out crazily.

One after another, the phantoms of divine swords condensed and turned into sword rain, rushing towards them.

The sword rain let out a long roar of swords and roared in anger. The huge impact and indestructible sharpness hit Lu Ming's fist hard.

boom!

Lu Ming's fists were stained with blood, and he finally couldn't hold on anymore and was thrown away by the boundless rain of swords.

"As expected of the Holy Son, the Supreme Sword Body is truly terrifying!"

"Even if you don't have a sword in your hand, wherever your mind goes, it can become a flying sword."

"A high-level warrior who uses a sword is invincible at his level. It is said that the Holy Son once killed a sage!"

"What? The Holy Son is still an intermediate extraordinary person at the moment."

"Yes, but his talent and physique are rare to see in the Sword Spirit Sect for hundreds of years. It's easy to kill someone beyond his rank!"

…

Many geniuses were talking about it, looking at the Holy Son with even more awe.

At this moment, the Holy Son is hanging in the air, surrounded by surging sword intent and lingering sword shadows. He is really like a generation of swordsman Ling Chen, with unparalleled grace.

That peerless figure was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

Simply invincible!

After Lu Ming was thrown away, the murderous aura in his eyes became even stronger. He slapped the ground with both palms and used the force to jump up.

The earth was trembling, undulating like waves in the ocean.

It can be seen that Lu Ming's terrifying power increased after he turned into a god and demon!

"Roar!"

Lu Ming roared angrily, his voice condensing into substance, and the inn behind him was crumbling, as if it had turned into a dangerous building.

The red light in his eyes is even brighter!

The next moment, the muscles on Lu Ming's body bulged, like huge iron lumps, glowing with metallic luster like gold and iron.

Even Mu Yan couldn't help but sigh, Lu Ming's physical strength had increased again.

The expression of the Holy Son also became cautious, and the sword shadows around him flew by, slowly gathering in the air, like a starry river hanging in the air.

Next, it transformed into a monstrous divine sword that reached over a hundred meters and completely condensed into substance. Its aura was extremely powerful and it exuded majestic pressure.

The Holy Son is under the giant sword, like a god in charge of everything, with cold eyes and murderous intent.

"cut!"

The Holy Son raised one hand high and waved it down slowly.

The giant sword hanging above his head seemed to be held by an invisible hand, and it rumbled down towards Lu Ming!

The huge sword cut across everything, destroying everything, as if it was splitting the sky, and the sound of space tearing echoed throughout the audience.

In front of the hundred-meter long sword, Lu Ming looked so small even if he transformed into the body of a god and demon.

However, Lu Ming was also extremely fierce at the moment.

Even if the giant sword caused a death-like shock, he still showed no fear.

Lu Ming's big hands, like big cattail fans, were suddenly raised against the giant sword.

There was a loud squeaking sound!

Lu Ming actually caught the giant sword falling from the sky with both hands!

The tip of the sword was extremely sharp and filled with the intent to strangle everything. Even if it was caught by Lu Ming, the downward trend did not change at all.

Instead, it bursts out with a sharper luster!

Lu Ming's hands seemed to be holding not a sword, but a hot red iron.

A powerful energy flow struck, burning his hands and emitting streams of green smoke.

"Struggle to the death!" The Holy Son snorted coldly, light flowing in his eyes.

The released sword intent seemed to be a bit more powerful.

The giant sword rumbled, as if it were a giant mill moving sideways, being pushed.

Lu Ming finally couldn't bear it anymore, and half of his legs were kneeling on the ground. At that moment, it was as if he was being crushed by thousands of mountains. The pressure brought by the giant sword was too great.

The ground was sunk by one meter.

"I'm going to die!" This thought flashed through Lu Ming's mind.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and a white figure flew over, like a meteor, hitting the giant sword hard.

There was a click.

Lu Ming felt the pressure on his hands suddenly relax.

He raised his head and saw an incredible scene.

I saw that the 100-meter giant sword, as thick as steel, began to have spider web-like cracks, spread rapidly, and then exploded completely!

Turned into endless energy fragments, blooming under the sky like fireworks.

But among the fragments in the sky, a white figure stood proudly.

It was Mu Yan who suddenly took action!

Seeing Mu Yan, Lu Ming seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and showed a relieved smile.

It's hard to imagine that this ferocious body of gods and demons can also smile innocently like a child.

But, it is what it is.

"Brother Mu, thanks to you..." After Lu Ming finished speaking, the energy in his body disappeared, he instantly shrank from a height of more than five meters, and slowly returned to his human form.

His eyes slowly closed, obviously exhausted and about to faint.

In his increasingly confused consciousness, Lu Ming heard a sentence: "Thank you for your hard work, leave the rest to me."

The person who spoke was none other than Mu Yan.

When Lu Ming was about to faint, Mu Yan, with quick eyesight and quick hands, supported him.

Lu Ming said weakly: "I'm so useless."

"Perform well. If the levels are the same, you may not lose." Mu Yan said with a smile.