The sword Dao inheritance

Lu Ming was leading by a few meters, causing Luo Xiang's eyes to light up. Wang Xiao, on the other hand, was furious. He gritted his teeth and charged forward.

Buzzzzzz! Buzzzzzz! Buzzzzzz! Buzzzzzz!

There was a whooshing sound and four figures rushed up from the bottom of the sword Pagoda. They were the four young men who had competed with Lu Ming for the Royal fruit.

"It's an inheritance!"

"The legacy of the sword pagodas!"

When they saw the light swords, their eyes flashed with greed and they also stepped forward.

But at the same time, they were also attacked by the sword Qi, and their speed was slower than a snail.

"The power of the sword Qi is getting stronger and stronger!"

Lu Ming's expression slowly turned serious.

The further he went, the closer he was to the light sword. The pressure and the power of the sword Qi became stronger and stronger.

The ripples on the chaos Domain also became more and more intense.

BOOM!