He simply felt like he was going crazy. He was a mighty King of Martial Arts, but he was defeated by a half-step King. This was a great shame and humiliation. From now on, he would become a laughing stock among kings.

In ancient times, how many kings were defeated by half-step kings? He can be recorded in the annals of history.

Therefore, he was angry, he hated, and he wished he could tear Lu Ming into pieces.

"Lu Ming, with your wind and fire artistic conception, how can you stop me, the purple lightning killing sword, kill, kill, kill!"

Xue Chao roared with murderous intent.

True energy spurts out, thunder shines, sword energy breaks through the air, it is fierce and terrifying.

With such powerful combat power, an ordinary half-step king could kill a large area with one sword in front of him.

Unfortunately, Lu Ming is not an ordinary half-step king.

"The artistic conception of wind and fire is not enough, then add another one!"

Lu Ming drank coldly.

boom!

Zizzi!

Then, another artistic conception of heaven and earth rushed out from Lu Ming's body, and thunder appeared in the sky.

The artistic conception of thunder!

As soon as the artistic conception of thunder emerged, the sky and the earth, in all directions, suddenly became silent.

Space, time, and this moment seemed to freeze all of a sudden.

Everyone's eyes were widened, staring at Lu Ming.
Chapter completed!