Angering young master nine silkworm

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Lu Ming had actually mastered one of the three thousand ancient secret skills. All this while, Lu Ming had actually still had a trump card.

How could a seventh level divine Lord person be so strong?

"Brat, which of the three thousand ancient secret skills are you using?"

Young master Jiu can glared at Lu Ming.

"Divine Wind technique!"

Lu Ming said.

"Divine Wind technique!"

Nine silkworm Prince's eyes were burning with passion. He stared at Lu Ming and said,"Brat, hand over the divine Wind technique to me. As long as you kneel and admit defeat, I can exempt you from the condition of destroying your own cultivation!"

"Hehe!"

Lu Ming sneered.

He could only sneer. This nine silkworm Prince was probably used to being superior since he was young. Although he was talented in cultivation, his intelligence wasn't high.