Then, he showed a smile and turned around.

"Lu Ming, take care!"

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

"Lu Ming, take care!"

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

"Haha, everyone, take care! Let's drink together next time!"

Lu Ming laughed heartily.

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

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

Lu Ming turned around, looked at Duanmulin, with a sneer on his face, and said: "Duanmulin, do you really think you are a genius? I, Lu Ming, swear today that within two years, I will use my own strength to win your victory.

Head."

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

Duanmulin showed a mocking smile, full of disdain.

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

"Lin'er, he is just trying to satisfy his craving. If he forcibly merges into the soul of the Demon King, he will soon become a useless person. He is already at the end of his rope."

Duanmu Pojun sneered.

"Really? Old guy, just wait. Today, I can kill dozens of people from your Duanmu family. In the future, I will definitely wipe out the Duanmu family with the spear in my hand."

After saying this, Lu Ming smiled, stepped into the air step by step, and headed towards the outside of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

Under the sunlight, Lu Ming's young back was full of confidence, perseverance, unyielding, and the courage to break through the sky.

This scene, this moment, this back view was deeply reflected in the minds of everyone present.

In the next ten years, twenty years, or even a lifetime, I will never forget it.
Chapter completed!