"not good!"

Lu Ming wanted to resist, but the speed was too fast...

At this moment, he finally realized the gap between himself and people like the Holy Son, and at the same time, he also felt desperate.

It was just a 'look', but it made me feel the crisis of death, and it was extremely strong!

Can one look kill oneself instantly?

His face was pale and he had no time to escape.

But just when the two chains shot out of the Holy Son's eyes were about to hit Lu Ming's chest, an 'eggshell' suddenly appeared...

Ding!

It was clearly not metal, but when the two sides collided, it made a sound like metal colliding. Immediately afterwards, the two chains were bounced and sank into the ground. The two eyeball-sized holes on the ground were also unknown how deep they were.

"Defense weapon?"

The Holy Son snorted coldly: "If you don't want to die, get out!"

He strode forward...

Lu Ming's whole body was as cold as ice at the moment, but... he still didn't move out of the way, blocking the door!

"If it hadn't been for the protective magical weapon given by the master's wife, I would have been like this at this moment..."

"He actually wants to kill me?!"

Lu Ming suddenly felt extremely angry and dissatisfied.

Son?!

so what?!

It's just a matter of practicing longer than myself. If you give yourself some time, what about the Holy Son?!

He stood there, motionless.

The Holy Son finally stood three feet in front of him and looked at each other coldly: "Could it be that you think that since you have this protective weapon, this Holy Son can't do anything to you?"

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son..."

Before Lu Ming could respond, Fan Jianqiang, who was trembling on the side, said: "He is my junior brother, a disciple of Dionysus Peak. He has just started, so please don't be offended..."

"and who are you?"

The Holy Son's eyes moved slightly: "Are you worthy of trying to dissuade me?"

"Forehead……"

Fan Jianqiang was a little embarrassed: "I... am from Dionysian Peak, and my master is Jiu Wu."

"Give Jiuwu some face?"

"If Uncle Jiu is here, I should give him some face."

The Holy Son snorted coldly: "But this time, your junior brother blocked my way first, how can you blame me for not giving you face?"

"It's always Uncle Jiu5 himself, and I will let him get out of the way. If not, I will be seeking death myself. Why should I, the Holy Son, give anyone face?"

That said.

But the Holy Son still turned around and looked at Lu Ming: "You are the fifth disciple of Jiu. I will give you a way to survive. Why don't you get out of here?!"

"..."

The contempt, indifference, and cold gaze of the Holy Son at this moment were like sharp swords that continued to grow, piercing into Lu Ming's heart...

Originally, he could let it go. After all, his friendship with Qi Zixiao did not reach the point of risking each other's death.

The reason why I came forward was just to reciprocate the favor, thinking that I should stand up...

But what’s the result?

The Holy Son actually intended to kill himself as soon as he made a move, even just with a look...

If it weren't for the protective magical weapon given by the master's wife, he would have become a corpse!

At this moment, he looked at himself with such coldness and indifference, as if every roll was a charity...

I, Lu Ming, walk upright and sit upright, why would I ever ask for such charity?

It's just a few more years of practice, so what's the big deal?!

humiliation!

But...he is unyielding!

So what if I die? Today, I would rather die than surrender!

Lu Ming's eyes widened and he responded coldly: "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty!"

"So what if you are extraordinary today? One day, I will make you regret what you did today!"

Buzz!

He moved!

Originally, under the aura of the Holy Son, it was difficult for Lu Ming to mobilize even a trace of true energy in his body, but at this moment, his special physique - Wanxing Body seemed to sense the hot blood in his heart, and the starlight was bright!

Wan Xing Jue also started to operate spontaneously, and the two were combined to complement each other.

boom!!!

There was a roar inside Lu Ming's body, and the golden elixir exploded...

Instead, there is a starry 'baby', entrenched in the dantian, broken pill... into a baby!

"kill!!!"

Lu Ming took action.

Although there was a huge difference in strength, and even though he knew it was an ant shaking the tree, he still moved forward and launched an offensive against the Holy Son!

"Will you make me regret it in the future?"

The Holy Son smiled, not taking this attack seriously at all: "It's a pity that you have no future."

fear?

Afraid, so kill him in advance?

He has invincible belief, how can he be afraid of a mere Nascent Soul monk? So what about the ten thousand celestial bodies? His holy son...doesn't have a spiritual body?!

"In that case, die."

"You also practice the Ten Thousand Stars Technique? Then I will show you what the real Ten Thousand Stars Technique is!"

boom!

Blocking out the sky!

In an instant, with the Holy Son's action, the sky... 'changed'!

The stars are shining brightly, and the power of countless starlights enters the body, blessing the body, and the aura of the Holy Son is more than doubled in an instant!

"It's just a body-protecting magic weapon, watch me break it!"

When he was close to Chi Chi, the Holy Son took action, arriving first and then with just one punch, hitting the 'eggshell' on Lu Ming's body.

Click!

The eggshell flickered, not broken, but cracked...

"Your Majesty the Holy Son, if you have to spare others, please spare them. How about I apologize to you on behalf of my junior brother?"

Fan Jianqiang ran nearby, clasped his fists repeatedly, and muttered without stopping.

"What can we do now?"

"Hey, I told you not to come to these dangerous places a long time ago, but Junior Brother Lu, you didn't listen. What should I do now?"

"You should admit your mistake quickly, otherwise..."

"Shut up! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll kill you too!"

The Holy Son's long hair was fluttering like a demon, and he punched again. This time, the 'eggshell' inspired by the protective weapon could no longer hold it, and exploded, turning into countless light spots and disappearing.

"boom!"

The third punch.

Lu Ming still didn't move away. The disaster of death was right in front of him, but he gritted his teeth and stared at it...

"A man is proud and can be killed, but not humiliated!"

He recalled what his mother said in his ears when he was a child, and his belief became even stronger.

"Even if you die, don't be humiliated!"

He growled, ready to die.

but……
To be continued...