"Kill!"
Lu Ming shouted coldly. His eyes were like lightning, and his killing intent was like a knife as he charged at the other young men.
The fist radiance seemed to be able to crush everything. The few young men were killed before they could even scream.
Then, his cold gaze swept over the few middle-aged men.
The few middle-aged men were covered in cold sweat and their faces were pale.
spare me, spare me!
The arrogant middle-aged man was the first to kneel down, his body trembling.
"I've said it before, if you come again, I'll kill you. But you didn't take my words to heart, so you're asking for death!"
Lu Ming said coldly and then smacked his palm down.
The middle-aged men were only low-level martial Royal realm martial artists. How could they stop him? they were killed by a single palm.
"What a domineering method!"
Not far away, there were other people who had come to watch the show. At this time, they were also amazed.