Killing ye Chu Fengcheng

The powerhouses of the heavenly human tribe were completely vulnerable in front of Lu Ming. Twenty of them were killed in an instant.

At this moment, the people of the other races around were trembling all over. They were shivering all over and their eyes were filled with fear.

Among them, there were over thirty Emperor gods.

As the thirty-two experts of the heavenly human tribe were fighting Lu Ming in an array, the other celestial Thearch experts could not interfere. They stood far away and watched the battle. They were prepared to take action if there were any changes.

But now, no one dared to make a move.

Lu Ming's combat strength was too terrifying. Those geniuses of the heavenly human tribe, who were usually high and mighty in front of them, were as weak as little chicks in front of Lu Ming.

How could they still dare to attack?

Wouldn't going up be suicide?

Some people not only didn't dare to attack, but they even retreated.

"Damn it, damn it ..."