Everlasting Dragon Emperor Chapter 659: This requires talent

The light of the fist fell through the void, and blasted on the light curtain on the other edge of the battle platform, causing the light curtain to tremble.

"This old guy, what a terrible control!"

Lu Ming's heart moved.

Boss Demon Wind, he has mastered every bit of his own power to the extreme, and every time he makes a shot, he will not waste a single bit of power, precision and precision.

"Shura is in trouble!"

At this moment, everyone has this idea.

The old monster of Devil Wind is too strong. It is worthy of being an old monster that has been in this sea for hundreds of years. No one dares to provoke him below the Linghai Realm.

Many people think that although Lu Ming is strong, he shouldn't be the opponent of Boss Mofeng.

"Take the sky in Kowloon!"

At this time, Lu Ming displayed the Nine Dragon Steps to the sky. With his footsteps, his body turned into a stream of light, soaring into the sky, instantly avoiding the attack of the old monster of the devil wind.

The old monster demon wind grabbed the air with one claw, and was taken aback for a moment. He raised his head and looked up at the sky. At this moment, Lu Ming was floating above the sky.

"Unexpectedly, you still have such footwork. Yes, I don't know how your attack power is."

The old monster of the magic wind smiled.

"Want to know, let you try it!"

Boom! boom! ...

Lu Ming's double fists were blasted continuously, and dozens of fists were blasted in an instant, one after another, like a meteor falling, and blasted towards the old monster with magic wind.

The old monster Mofeng's eyes were cold, and he waved his hands repeatedly.

Shoo! call out! ...

A series of wind blades condensed and flew towards the sky, colliding with the blasting fist-jin.

The gust of wind, the flames, scattered in all directions, sweeping the battle arena.

The wind blade and fist strength cancel each other out.

"Come again!"

Lu Ming yelled, his true essence improved. This time, he blasted hundreds of punches in a row. The entire space was full of punches, and his aura was extremely terrifying.

In the stands, Chen Zhao's face turned pale, and the power that Lu Ming showed now could easily defeat his elder brother Chen Dao.

In every battle, Lu Ming seems to have no upper limit, giving people the feeling of a bottomless abyss, with no end to be detected.

The face of the old monster Mofeng also became serious.

"Magic Wind Slash!"

A long sword appeared in the hand of the old monster Mofeng, and at this time it emitted a dazzling blue light. His body rose to the sky, and a blue sword light suddenly shone out.

Zizi...

The figure of the old monster demon wind rushed into the sky full of fists, and there was a harsh and unpleasant sound.

Shoo!

In the end, the old monster Mofeng broke through the range of the fist light, rushed into the sky, and stood side by side with Lu Ming.

"Now, it's me!"

The voice of the old monster of the devil wind uttered, but the person has disappeared. He seems to have turned into a gust of wind, floating between the sky and the earth.

Huhu...

The sky is really windy, and with the wind, the temperature also drops sharply, and then, a bunch of snowflakes appear out of thin air, accompanied by the squally wind, sweeping towards the landing.

"The artistic conception of wind, the artistic conception of snow!"

Lu Ming's eyes flickered.

The old monster demon wind not only cultivated the artistic conception of wind, but also cultivated the artistic conception of snow.

Both artistic conceptions are first-class perfection.

"It has appeared, it has appeared, the legendary old monster Mofeng has understood two kinds of artistic conceptions, and it is so!"

"Yes, it’s said that the old monster Mofeng had a very high spirit back then. He wanted to comprehend two moods, but he was stuck at the peak of the king, so he didn’t break into the Linghai realm. Artistic conception, I'm afraid it has already broken through Linghai."

"But the power of the two moods is beyond doubt, Shura, it's dangerous."

In the stands, many older people were excitedly talking.

"Haha, junior, die!"

In the wind and snow, the proud voice of the old monster Mofeng came out.

"What are you proud of? I have understood the two moods, but the two moods have not been successfully integrated. The increased power is also very limited."

Lu Ming's face was still very calm. He waved his fists, and fists struck out vigorously, resisting the wind and snow attacks around him.

Those snowflakes, snow white and crystal clear, are sharper than spirit soldiers, and each piece may penetrate a mountain with a diameter of 100 meters.

"The fusion of artistic conception, junior, what do you know? Two kinds of artistic conception, do you think it is so easy to merge? It is really a little ignorant."

The voice of the old monster demon wind came out, full of disdain and reprimand.

"Is it difficult to merge the two moods?"

Lu Ming smiled faintly.

As Lu Ming's voice fell, Lu Ming's fist suddenly changed.

In the fist light, there is not only the mood of fire, but also the mood of thunder.

As soon as the thunder fire mood came out, the two moods blended together perfectly, making the power of the burst star fist suddenly increased by a big margin.

Boom! boom! ...

The vast fist light directly penetrated the sky full of wind and snow, a scream, a figure appeared, and retreated wildly.

"The fusion of thunder and fire mood, the perfect fusion of thunder and fire mood, how is it possible? How is it possible?"

Blood was flowing from the corner of the old monster Mofeng's mouth, but he didn't care about it at all, his eyes fixed on Lu Ming.

The audience was also dumbfounded.

Lu Ming also understood the two artistic conceptions, and they were successfully integrated, while the old monster Mofeng did not.

It's clear at a glance which is strong and weak.

"What is impossible, you can't integrate, it doesn't mean that others can't integrate."

Lu Ming said lightly.

"Say, how exactly did you merge, say, say it!"

The old monster demon wind roars, his eyes are red, and he stares at Lu Ming.

For so many years, Boss Mofeng has tried many methods, but failed to integrate successfully. It is like his demons.

"Tell you, you can't blend, this requires talent."

Lu Ming spoke lightly.

He was not wrong. In fact, his method may not only be thought of by him, others can think of it, but how many people can be successful in integration?

To put it bluntly, talent is needed.

He has this talent, and now it seems that Xie Nianqing also has this talent.

And the old monster demon wind has cultivated for hundreds of years, and he hasn't successfully merged, so he definitely doesn't have this talent.

But Boss Devil Wind obviously doesn't believe this.

"Shit, what kind of talent? Boy, don't you say, today I want you to live better than to die!"

Boss Demon Wind roared.

"Old man, you have a problem with your head, do you think you are my opponent?"

Lu Ming shook his head and smiled.

"Look at my best move!"

The old monster demon wind roared, and the mood of wind and snow came out again.

"I'm too lazy to spend time with you, let's get you on the road!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Lu Ming's mouth~IndoMTL.com~.

Boom!

The next moment, the three artistic conceptions of wind, fire, and thunder burst out at the same time, turning into a spear light, extremely bright.

The pupils of the old monster of the devil wind are almost bigger than the copper bell, and in the throat, an incredible roar: "The three kinds of artistic conception merge!"

He was simply unbearable. He spent his entire life, and neither of the two moods were successfully integrated, but Lu Ming, who combined three moods.

Furthermore, he is still so young.

Is it really because of talent?

Shoo!

The dazzling spear light penetrated the void, and instantly appeared in front of the old monster Demon Wind, piercing all the defenses of the old monster Demon Wind with a force of destruction.

The spear pierced the heart of Boss Demon Wind, Boss Demon Wind, die!