The two corpse guards of the sixth level of the Martial King were furious.

"You bastard from the Heavenly Corpse Sect, die."

Lu Ming's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He thought of Lao Zhuang and the forty-nine people who came from the east with him. He had sworn to avenge them.

Phew! Phew!

The spear flashed violently, and two more people were killed.

"Back off, you guys back off, we'll kill him!"

A Martial King Sixth Level Corpse Guard shouted loudly.

Two corpse guards of the sixth level of the Martial King controlled five refined corpses and surrounded Lu Ming. They waved their iron chains in an attempt to block Lu Ming's retreat.

There were also three other corpse guards who had become kings, and they retreated quickly.

As for the corpse guards below Xiaocheng Wang, they were all dead.

In the battle with the Holy Family just now, there were only a dozen corpse guards killed by the Tianzhi Sect, and there were still more than thirty people.

But now, in the blink of an eye, only five people were killed by Lu Ming.

Lu Ming is simply their nemesis.

The main reason was that the corpse guard with the mole between his eyebrows was killed by Lu Ming in one fell swoop. No one could restrain Lu Ming, so Lu Ming killed so many people like he was chopping melons and vegetables.

"Kill you now!"

Lu Ming stared at the two corpse guards of the sixth level of the Martial King.

The spear was swept out, breaking apart the surrounding iron chains one by one.

"Dandan, smash it!"

The next moment, Lu Ming was in a hurry.

Whoosh!
Chapter completed!