Then, he showed a smile and turned around and left.

"Lu Ming, take care of yourself!"

Zhang Muyun strode out and clasped his fists at Lu Ming.

"Lu Ming, take care of yourself!"

Then, Lingkong, Duan Gang, Zhuo Yirong, Cheng Feiluan and others walked out and clasped their fists at Lu Ming together.

"Haha, everyone, take care of yourself! Let's have a drink together next time!"

Lu Ming laughed loudly, very generous.

"Next time to drink, and next time? Lu Ming, I will kill you!"

Duanmulin's eyes were cold, and his voice was filled with murderous intent, and it rang.

Lu Ming turned around, looked at Duanmulin, and sneered on his face, saying, "Duanmulin, do you really think you are very genius? I, Lu Ming, swore today that within two years, I will definitely take your head with my own strength."

"Haha, it's ridiculous. With your own strength, you will never be my opponent in your life!"

Duanmulin showed a sarcastic smile, full of disdain in his smile.

"Also, you have the life to live, let's talk about it!"

"Lin'er, he's just a pleasure to talk. He forced himself into the soul of the demon king and will soon become a useless person, and he is already at the end of the road."

Duanmu Pojun sneered.

"Is that so? Old guy, then wait. Today, you can kill dozens of Duanmu family. In the future, you will definitely use the spear in my hand to wipe out the Duanmu family."

After saying that, Lu Ming jumped over and laughed, walked step by step, and headed outside the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

Under the sunlight, Lu Ming's young back was full of confidence, perseverance, unyieldingness, and a heroic spirit that was swearing to break through the sky.

This scene, this moment, this back view deeply reflected in everyone's minds.

The next ten years, twenty years, or even a lifetime will never be forgotten.
Chapter completed!