Chapter 132: A Shocking Sword

Listening to Lu Qing's unreasonable request, Mo Qingkuang certainly would not agree!

Without waiting for him to refuse, Wu Ming, who was standing in front of him, said firmly: "Impossible! How can a disciple of our Imperial College help you Yuan Jianzong to explain? Mo Qingkuang can't go back to Yuan Jianzong with you, don't even think about it!"

Wu Ming's face was cold. Lu Qing was too presumptuous. He really thought that the Imperial College was afraid of his Yuan Jianzong and dared to ask him for people.

"Let's go! Don't pay attention to them!" Wu Ming waved his hand and was about to lead the students of the Imperial College to evacuate.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qing blocked in front of him again, and said sincerely: "Ying Hou, don't make it difficult for me."

Seeing that Lu Qing was still trying to stop him, Wu Ming raised his hand and made a fist, and a black stick condensed with black true energy appeared in his hand.

"Get out of the way! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" Wu Ming pointed the stick in his hand forward, forced Lu Qing back a few steps, and shouted.

Everyone also understood Wu Ming's reaction. Lu Qing's request was unreasonable and repeatedly challenged the authority of the Imperial College. Even a clay Buddha would be angry.

How could the Imperial College tolerate your relentlessness?

Even if your Yuanjian Sect has two emperors, the Imperial College still has the support of the Empress!

If they really want to tear their faces apart, the Empress alone can flatten the Yuanjian Sect!

Seeing Wu Ming's strong move, Lu Qing was forced to take a few steps back unconsciously.

Wu Ming is a seventh-grade martial master, and his strength is still above his. If they really fight, he is not his opponent.

But the Imperial College wants to leave, which is not acceptable to him. After passing through the Zhenyu Mountains and walking a distance, it is the Zhenxi Pass in Zhongzhou.

There are 100,000 armored soldiers in Zhenxi Pass, and even martial emperors are not easy to force their way in.

However, he had sent a message to the sect yesterday to request support.

Originally, he thought that Lin Yang could kill Mo Qingkuang to get the opportunity.

They, Yuanjian Sect, went to Zhenyu Mountain Range, isolated and helpless, and killed Tianxuan, the top martial arts scholar of this year, and took away the opportunity. The Imperial College will not let it go.

It is very likely that they will be forced to stay!

So Lu Qing secretly requested the sect to prepare for emergency.

Although the final result of the matter was contrary to his expectations, he simply made a mistake.

As long as it is delayed until the arrival of the sect's strong men, this Mo Qingkuang must not be kept!

Wu Ming was furious and swung the big stick in his hand: "Get out!"

Lu Qing quickly drew his sword to resist, but due to the difference in strength, he was smashed dozens of feet away.

Everyone thought Lu Qing was crazy. His strength alone was not Wu Ming's opponent, and anyone with a discerning eye could see it.

Several silver sheath deacons of the Yuanjian Sect at the level of grandmasters also gathered and accompanied Lu Qing.

Wu Ming's face was so gloomy that water was about to drip out. He led his grandmasters to slowly press forward: "Lu Qing, are you determined to stop me?"

Lu Qing took a breath. Wu Ming's stick just now made him a little breathless.

He held the long sword with both hands and said in a deep voice: "I am not stopping you, I want to stop Mo Qingkuang!"

"Mo Qingkuang is the dean's personal disciple! The top scorer in the martial arts examination! How can you take him away just like that? If you don't get out of the way, I will let you stay here forever!" Wu Ming's voice was cold and murderous!

Always being a shadow beside Zheng Tao, they seemed to have forgotten that Wu Ming was also a famous strong man.

For a martial arts master like Lu Qing who was piled up with pills and materials, even if the cultivation was not much different, Wu Ming could easily deal with it.

Seeing that Lu Qing was still silent and now standing still, Wu Ming showed a cruel look on his face.

The two new spiritual geniuses emerging from the Imperial College made him overjoyed. In the near future, they will definitely be able to support the future of Tianxuan!

But some people don't want to see Tianxuan's future strength! They try every means to obstruct it!

So now, let an old guy like him clear the way for the hope of these empires!

He just shouted, and the black stick in his hand swelled up in the wind, quickly growing to dozens of feet! Dark air, ghost howling!

This is all due to Wu Ming's weird skills. This black stick is also infused with his pure true energy! The power emanating from it shocked everyone!

Especially Lu Qing!

Wu Ming is not a seventh-grade martial arts master! He has been hiding his strength. In fact, he has reached the peak of martial arts master. He only needs to step into the realm of martial king.

Yuan Kuang in the distance also showed a look of surprise. Wu Ming and he are of the same generation. In these years, his strength has quietly surpassed him by so much!

He raised the black stick high and pressed it hard towards Lu Qing and others!

A full-strength blow from the peak of martial arts master is enough to split mountains and cut rivers! If Lu Qing and others don't hide, they will probably die!

But the Yuanjian Sect is not a pushover!

"Sword formation!"

Lu Qing shouted in a low voice, and several great masters also drew their swords, forming a strange formation with Lu Qing as the center.

Several people raised their swords to the sky at the same time, and in an instant, lightning and thunder flashed in the sky, and several swords guided a lightning bolt each.

Afterwards, they put the sword tips together in the air, and the currents on the swords merged and expanded rapidly, increasing several times at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lu Qing raised his sword and penetrated through it, and another more terrifying lightning bolt fell from the sky!

Wu Ming's strength exceeded Lu Qing's expectations, and he could no longer stop it alone!

Fortunately, several deacons who came to the Fallen Leaf King's Mausoleum this time have practiced the "True Yuan Lightning Sword"! Through the guidance of the special formation of the Yuanjian Sect, the power of everyone is combined, and the power increases exponentially!

Looking at Wu Ming's posture, it is obvious that he is serious, and Lu Qing can only use this to resist Wu Ming's attack.

He shouted loudly: "Break!"

He swung his sword fiercely, and his sword was like a magnet, and in the process of swinging it down, he brought down several swords that joined him.

The lightning sword light, which was several times larger than the sword light emitted when Lu Qing and Yuan Kuang Wu Ming worked together to break the formation, burst out and went straight to Wu Ming's black giant stick!

The sword and stick intersected, and there was a bang in the air!

The lightning flowed in the black stick, trying to destroy it from the inside.

But they underestimated Wu Ming!

The black stick was constructed by true qi and was completely controlled by Wu Ming. Although these lightnings were strong, they could not destroy it!

What outsiders did not know was that the martial arts that Wu Ming practiced was a heaven-level martial arts that he obtained by chance in his youth.

In addition to the disadvantage of relatively slow practice, this martial arts method is ghostly, feminine, and violent!

How could the formation of the Yuanjian Sect be resisted by just a few grandmasters and a martial arts master?

The black stick was not broken, and it continued to roll towards Lu Qing and the others.

Lu Qing and the others were horrified. Could they not withstand Wu Ming's attack even if they joined forces to form a formation?

Seeing the stick falling, Lu Qing thought desperately: "My life is over..."

At this moment, a shocking sword light fell from the sky and directly chopped on Wu Ming's black stick!

This black stick, which was constructed by true qi and could not be resisted by the combined efforts of several grandmasters and a martial arts master through a formation, was like tofu and was cut off by a sword!

The stick was cut into two pieces, and it dissipated like cotton in the air and turned into nothingness.

Wu Ming's face changed, and he was severely backlashed. He spit out a large mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

A domineering voice came from the horizon: "Who dares to touch my Yuanjian Sect!"