Supreme Martial Dao - Chapter 3649

[Chapter 3649 King to King (1)]

Get off!

That cold hum, at this moment, in the ears of everyone outside the formation, it was like a fairy sound.

Phantom dance!

That’s right, it was the phantom dance that appeared.

She blocked Luo Ming’s way!

“Hehe… Sure enough, you exist. Only you can support such a formation, right? We meet again!”

The appearance of Huan Wu made Luo Ming’s figure pause for a moment.

Looking at the magic dance that appeared in front of him, Luo Ming had an incomprehensible smile on his face.

“He, you can’t kill him!”

Facing Luo Ming, who was ten meters away in front of him, Huan Wu took a deep breath and said coldly.

“No, you can’t stop me!”

Luo Ming shook his head!

“Thousands of years have passed. There are not a few acquaintances left. You are one. The one I admire. Again, if you come to my Shura family, I can give you one person below ten thousand people. status. If you and I become husband and wife, we can rule the world and control the mountains and rivers together!”

Luo Ming looked at Huan Wu and said seriously.

wow…

Luo Ming’s remarks made many people’s eyes widen.

All the powerhouses in the supreme battlefield, many Shura present…they are unbelievable.

This……

This Luo Ming…

No one was surprised that Luo Ming and Huan Wu knew each other. Because in ancient times, they were the enemy.

However, who would have thought that Luo Ming would have such a heart for Huan Wu?

This… makes people a little messy, and also makes people a little nervous.

Especially the people of the supreme battlefield.

Although he knew, Huan Wu should not agree to Luo Ming’s request. However, it is inevitable to worry.

If Huan Wu and Luo Ming join forces, the supreme battlefield might really be over, right?

“The answer, I already gave it to you back then!”

The cluttered voices around did not change Huan Wu’s expression in the slightest.

She just looked at Luo Ming coldly and said.

Luo Meditation wants himself?

Phantom Dance knows!

This is because of his own Nirvana bloodline!

In the chaos, not only the true god and others, but also the Xingyue family, and myself!

And how precious his Nirvana blood is, Huan Wu knows.

How could she let Luo Ming get his wish? What’s more, it is impossible for Huan Wu to have the slightest connection with the Shura lineage!

“That’s a pity!”

Hearing Huan Wu’s answer, Luo Ming didn’t seem surprised.

Looking at Huan Wu, he couldn’t help sighing: “However, do you think you can still block my way today? Back then, there were true gods, demon gods, that woman, and you! Today, only you, you How to stop me?”

Luo Ming sneered.

“You can try!”

Phantom dance expressionless!

“Then I’ll try it!”

A cold light flashed in Luo Ming’s eyes.

wow…

When the voice fell, Luo Ming shot towards Huan Wu.

“Go away!”

At the moment Luo Ming disappeared in place, Huan Wu’s expression froze, and she shouted in a deep voice.

shuh…

With a flash of body shape, Huan Wu’s long skirt fluttered all over her body, and her whole body was like an elf, with one side of her body and one palm facing forward at the same time!

wow…

This seemingly random palm was shot, setting off a huge wave.

The entire world seems to have died out in the palm of Huan Wu’s hand.

uh…

The fire burned, as if in between, Huan Wu’s palm turned into a soaring phoenix, swooping down from the sky, with the endless power of heaven, rushing towards the phantom that rushed away.

“Hahaha… It’s still very strong. But, I’m not what I used to be!”

Seeing Huan Wu’s palm coming, Luo Ming laughed loudly.

Phantom dance?

Sure enough, it was the same phantom dance it used to be.

This move is really powerful.

But, it’s a pity.

Luo Ming is no longer the Luo Ming he used to be.

“Black Lotus!”

Luo Ming snorted softly in the midst of the loud laughter, and his hands condensed the talisman and turned into a black lotus.

hum…

Under the night, the black lotus blooms, and in the reflection of the fire, it blooms with a dazzling black light!

hum…

There was a light sound, and the black lotus bloomed completely, as if it turned into a piece of heaven and earth, and devoured it directly towards the flaming phoenix!

sizzle…

The two clashed, without the roar as expected.

Some were just muffled, high-pitched sounds.

The black light of the black lotus and the light of the fire complement each other, merge together, and devour each other!

boom……

After this kind of entanglement continued for an unknown amount of time, finally, a low roar exploded!

uh…

As this roar exploded, a sharp and desolate scream came.

Isn’t that the scream of the flaming phoenix?

I saw the light of the black lotus burst out suddenly, directly swallowing the flaming phoenix!

boom……

In the end, Hei Lian slammed into Huan Wu’s body.

puff…

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Even though the flaming phoenix resisted a lot of power, the power of Hei Lian was still beyond imagination.

Huan Wu, who was hurriedly resisted, was shocked in this shock, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was blasted out!

“Hahaha…Huan Wu, I said, you are not my opponent now. I am no longer what I used to be, and now I am Luo Ming, the legendary Asura King! How can you compete with me! Hahaha… Today, whether you like it or not, you have to become my person. Watch me subdue you first, and then break this formation. I want you to see how I roam the world and wash the world with blood!”

Seeing that Huan Wu was blown away by himself, Luo Ming laughed wickedly.

Phantom dance?

This woman is the woman that he had taken a fancy to in the ancient times.

Unfortunately, that time, their Shura army failed.

This time, Luo Ming will not let such a woman escape from his side!

He not only wants to dominate the world, but also to take down the woman Huan Wu.

Nirvana blood? If it can be combined with his noble Shura blood, how powerful will the descendants be?

Thinking of this, Luo Ming couldn’t help shaking with excitement.

brush…

In the midst of the laughter, Luo Ming did not wait for Huan Wu, who was thrown out, to land and stand firm, and then he rushed out again.

boom……

In the blink of an eye, there was another dull crashing sound, and the powerful Phantom Dance, in front of Luo Ming at this moment, did not have much power to parry. Even though she wasn’t as embarrassed as Yan Chengyue, she was extremely embarrassed.

puff…

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, visible to the naked eye, and Huan Wu’s face turned pale.

In the muffled sound, the blood stained Huan Wu’s long dress, and the night was red.

A hot breath filled the sky.

The endless blood mist, like a cloud of fire, burned in this night!

bang bang bang…

Not giving Huan Wu the slightest chance to fight back, after seizing this opportunity, Luo Ming exploded a crazy offensive!

It was just a short period of time, and it was more than dozens of tricks fired one after another?

boom……

Luo Ming did not chase him out until the last hit.

He just coldly watched Huan Wu fall to the ground thousands of meters away, beside Yan Chengyue.

“Hahaha…Huan Wu, now, you should accept your fate! And the descendant of the demon god, you should also accept your fate! This is fate! Back then, what you owed me, today, I will take it back! Back then, no What I get, I will get it today!”

Looking at Huan Wu, who was seriously injured by his successive offensives, and Yan Chengyue, who was severely injured by his previous attack, Luo Ming showed a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, his eyes are hot, at this moment, his smile is crazy.

This day is here!

“Now, there is the last formation left, is he still guarding the formation? Hahaha…Han Wu, what do you think I should do with him?”

Slowly walking towards the pale face, looking at his illusion dance with cold eyes, Luo Ming asked with a relaxed face.

Everything I did before seemed to be done casually, and it did not bring any burden or pressure to Luo Ming!

At this moment, the whole situation is in Luo Ming’s hands.

Formation?

With Yan Chengyue and Huan Wu seriously injured, they are already crumbling!

Yan Chengyue? Vulnerable to a single blow, no more power to fight.

Phantom dance? It is also seriously injured, how to contend with yourself?

The last one left? What’s the use of hard support? You can destroy yourself at will.

Thinking of this, Luo Ming is even more imposing!

“You really can’t handle him!”

However, just in Luo Ming’s confidence, outside the formation, when all the people in the supreme battlefield fell into silence, a cold voice came at this moment.

“It’s Patriarch Wang! Patriarch Wang is here!”

“Patriarch Wang, wait for the person he needs to wait for?”

“Hahaha… We still have hope!”

“Patriarch Wang, it’s not too late!”

This sudden sound came, completely breaking the current situation.

This cold snort came, and the people who fell into despair on the supreme battlefield boiled again.

You know, seeing Yan Chengyue being hit hard by a single move, and seeing Huan Wu without any resistance means he was hit hard. How desperate and discouraged are the people in the supreme battlefield?

This Luo Ming is too powerful.

The power of phantom dance! This is arguably the most powerful of all present.

She is a super strong person who survived from the ancient times.

Such people are difficult to compete with Luo Ming, who can stop Luo Ming’s pace?

This made everyone’s heart sink to the bottom.

However, Wang Chen’s voice made everyone’s hearts hang up and let everyone see hope!

Wang Chen!

That’s right, and Wang Chen.

Wang Chen said before that he needed to wait for someone.

Now, he has waited.

He is back.

Only he may be able to compete with Luo Ming.

This rekindled hope for all.

“Yep?”

There were bursts of exclamations, feeling the changes in the momentum of the people outside the formation, and seeing Luo Ming, who was about to walk in front of Huan Wu, stopped.

He narrowed his eyes and looked forward.

shuh…

In Luo Ming’s line of sight, a figure slowly condensed around Huan Wu, and finally turned into reality.

Looking at that figure, Luo Ming squinted his eyes, and his pupils shrank faintly.

“Wang Chen? The inheritor of the true god?”

Looking at that figure, taking a deep breath, Luo Ming asked with a gloomy face.

Wang Chen?

This powerful aura, this familiar aura, made Luo Ming the only person he could think of.

Wang Chen, in the mouth of the Holy Master, is now a hot existence in the supreme battlefield.

is it him?

Murderous intent surged in Luo Ming’s eyes.