Slaying Duanmu Jue

"Come on then!" Facing the joint attack from those three, Lu Ming grinned and did not back down. Instead, he rushed forward like the wind.

"You're asking for it!"

"Die!"

The three of them huffed maliciously, each wielding their best technique. Their longswords surged with Sword Qi, carving through the air and emitting an ear splitting whistle.

The Sword Qi converged upon Lu Ming.

Just then, Lu Ming's body glimmered bloodily and his blood meridian exploded. Immediately, he twisted his body to evade the sharp tips of their swords, ignoring their Sword Qi.

"Die then!"

Duanmu Jue and the other two had icy, murderous expressions in their eyes. Duanmu Jue, in particular, broke out into a satisfied smirk, as if the 500-point metal piece was already in his hands.

Still, in the next moment, his expression transformed because he sensed that when his Sword Qi landed on Lu Ming's body, it was like cutting through a bottomless abyss.