Supreme Shrine

The fist light fell into the air, pierced through the void, and hit the light curtain on the other side of the battle stage, causing the light curtain to tremble.

"This old guy, what a terrifying control!"

Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat.

The magic wind monster mastered every ounce of his own strength to the extreme. Every time he made a move, he would not waste a single ounce of strength, precise and precise.

"Sura is in trouble!"

At this moment, everyone has this thought in their hearts.

The demonic wind monster is too strong, it is worthy of being an old monster that has traversed this sea area for hundreds of years, and no one dares to provoke it below the spiritual sea level.

Many people think that although Lu Ming is strong, he should not be the opponent of the monster Mofeng.

"Kowloon steps on the sky!"

At this time, Lu Ming used the Nine Dragon Stepping Step, and with a step, his figure turned into a streamer, soaring into the sky, and instantly avoided the attack of the evil monster.

The magic wind monster grabbed the air with one claw, was slightly stunned, and looked up at the sky. At this moment, Lu Ming was floating above the sky.

"I didn't expect that you still have such footwork. Yes, I don't know how your attack power is."

The old monster Mofeng chuckled.

"If you want to know, then let you try!"

boom!boom!

Lu Ming's double fists blasted out continuously, and dozens of punches were blasted in an instant. The strength of each fist, like falling meteors, blasted towards the old monster Mofeng.

The monster Mofeng's eyes turned cold, and he waved his hands repeatedly.

call out!call out!

A series of wind blades condensed out, flew towards the sky, and collided with the fist force that crashed down.

The gust of wind and raging flames scattered in all directions, sweeping across the battlefield.

The wind blade and fist strength cancel each other out.

"Come again!"

Lu Ming yelled loudly, and his true energy increased. This time, he threw hundreds of punches in a row, and the entire space was filled with punches, and his aura was extremely terrifying.

In the stands, Chen Zhao's face turned pale. The strength Lu Ming showed now could easily defeat his elder brother Chen Dao.

In every battle, Lu Ming seemed to have no upper limit, giving people the feeling of a bottomless abyss, with no end to be detected.

Mo Feng's face also turned serious.

"Devil Wind Slash!"

A long sword appeared in Mofeng's hand, which emitted a dazzling blue light at this time, his body soared into the sky, and a blue sword light suddenly flashed out.

zizi

The figure of the monster, Mofeng, rushed into the sky filled with fist lights, and an ear-piercing and unpleasant sound sounded.

call out!

In the end, the magic wind monster broke through the scope of the fist glow, rushed to the sky, and stood side by side with Lu Ming.

"Now, it's my turn!"

The voice of the old monster Mofeng came out, but the person had disappeared. He seemed to have turned into a gust of wind, floating between the sky and the earth.

Huhu

The sky was really windy, and with the wind, the temperature dropped sharply. Then, snowflakes appeared out of thin air, and with the strong wind, they swept towards Lu Ming.

"The artistic conception of wind, the artistic conception of snow!"

Lu Ming's eyes flashed.

The old monster Mofeng not only cultivated the artistic conception of wind, but also the artistic conception of snow.

Both moods are first-level perfection.

"It has appeared, it has appeared, it is said that the old monster Mofeng has comprehended two artistic concepts, and it is so!"

"Yes, it is said that the old monster Mofeng was very energetic back then, and wanted to comprehend two kinds of artistic conceptions, but he was stuck when he was the peak king, so he didn't break through to the spiritual sea realm. If he only comprehended one artistic conception, I'm afraid It has already broken through the spiritual sea."

"But the power of the two moods is beyond doubt, Shura, it's dangerous."

In the stands, many senior figures started discussing excitedly.

"Haha, junior, die!"

Amidst the wind and snow, the proud voice of Mofeng boss came out.

"What are you proud of? I have comprehended two artistic concepts, but the two artistic concepts have not successfully merged, and the increased power is also very limited."

Lu Ming's face was still very calm, he waved his fists, and bombarded out one after another, resisting the attack of the surrounding wind and snow.

Those snowflakes are white and crystal clear, sharper than spirit soldiers, and each piece may be able to pierce a mountain with a diameter of [-] meters.

"The fusion of artistic conceptions, junior, what do you know? Do you think it's so easy to integrate the two artistic conceptions? You are really ignorant."

The voice of the monster Mofeng came out, full of disdain and reprimand.

"Is it difficult to integrate the two artistic conceptions?"

Lu Ming smiled lightly.

And as soon as Lu Ming's voice fell, Lu Ming's fist suddenly changed.

In the fist light, there is not only the artistic conception of fire, but also the artistic conception of thunder.

As soon as the thunder and fire artistic conception came out, the two artistic conceptions perfectly merged together, which made the power of the Exploding Star Fist suddenly increased by a large amount.

boom!boom!

The vast fist pierced through the snowstorm, and with a scream, a figure appeared and retreated wildly.

"The fusion of thunder and fire artistic conception, the perfect fusion of thunder and fire artistic conception, how is it possible? How is it possible?"

Blood flowed from the corner of Mo Feng's mouth, but he didn't care about it at all, his eyes were fixed on Lu Ming.

The entire audience was stunned for a while.

Lu Ming also comprehended the two artistic conceptions, and the fusion was successful, but the magic wind monster did not.

Who is strong or weak is clear at a glance.

"Is there anything impossible? If you can't fuse, it doesn't mean others can't."

Lu Ming said lightly.

"Say, how did you merge, tell, tell me!"

The old monster Mofeng roared, his eyes were red, and he stared at Lu Ming.

For so many years, the old monster Mofeng has tried many methods, but none of them can be integrated successfully. This is like his inner demon.

"Tell you, you can't integrate, it requires talent."

Lu Ming spoke lightly.

He was not wrong. In fact, he might not be the only one who thought of his method. Others could also think of it, but how many people can successfully integrate it?

To put it bluntly, it takes talent.

He has this talent, now it seems that Xie Nianqing also has this talent.

And the magic wind monster has cultivated for hundreds of years, but he has not successfully integrated, so he must not have this talent.

But the old monster Mofeng obviously didn't believe this.

"Bullshit, what talent? Boy, if you don't tell me, today I want your life to be worse than death!"

The magic wind boss roared.

"Old guy, you have a problem with your head, do you think you are my opponent?"

Lu Ming shook his head and smiled.

"Look at my strongest move!"

The magic wind boss roared, and the artistic conception of wind and snow once again filled the air.

"I'm too lazy to dawdle with you, let's send you on your way!"

There was a sneer at the corner of Lu Ming's mouth.

boom!

In the next moment, the three artistic concepts of wind, fire, and thunder erupted at the same time, turning into a gun light, which was extremely bright.

The pupils of the monster Mofeng stared bigger than a copper bell, and from his throat, he let out an incredible roar: "The fusion of the three artistic conceptions!"

It was simply unbearable for him. He spent his whole life and failed to integrate the two artistic concepts, but Lu Ming merged the three artistic concepts.

Moreover, the age is still so young.

Could it be, is it really due to talent?

call out!

The bright gun light pierced through the void, and instantly appeared in front of the old monster Demonic Wind, piercing through all the defenses of the old monster Demonic Wind with a destructive force.

The spear pierced through the heart of the old monster Magic Wind, old monster Magic Wind, die!

(End of this chapter)