101: Shatter the clan leader's dream with one punch, I call Lu Ming remember

In the past, the Great Sage, wielding the Dinghai Divine Needle, cut his way from the South Heaven Gate all the way to Penglai East Road.

Today, Lu Ming, with a lightning spear in his left hand and a saber glow in his right, slaughtered his way from the passage all the way to Linyuan City.

Hands rose and fell, flesh and blood splattered.

Wherever he passed, rivers of blood flowed.

Looking back at both his lives, the only thing he couldn't cut through was Pinduoduo.

However... it's common knowledge that playing too many of these 'mow the grass' games gets boring.

Killing his way through, hundreds more foreign creatures died by Lu Ming's hand.

He was getting a bit bored.

So he started to pick out elite monsters to fight.

As for those below the Third Realm, he left them to the transcendent beings behind him.

After all, everyone who came was considered a brother.

I'll drink the soup, you eat the meat, let's all get rich together!

And so... Zhao Hu and the others had a blast killing!

They had guarded the border for half their lives, but they had never fought such a 'rich' battle!

Zhao Hu swung the broad-backed saber at his waist, its blade whistling sharply through the air, and heavily struck a Black Bone Tribe soldier's neck.

With a crisp 'crack', the fanged head rolled to the ground, and black blood splattered half of his face.

He didn't even notice, instead wiping the bloodstains from his face with his rough palm, his eyes filled with an uncontrollable excitement, like a fierce tiger finally breaking free from its restraints.

"Refreshing! This is truly refreshing!"

Zhao Hu roared, his voice full of exhilaration.

He had guarded the border for over twenty years; when had he ever fought foreign creatures without putting his life on the line?

When had it ever been like today, with Lu Ming, that God of War, clearing the path ahead, taking on all the fiercest foreign elites, leaving them only the soft targets below the Third Realm?

What's wrong with squishing soft targets?

I love squishing them!

I'm stronger than you, so you must die!

The strong should ruthlessly humiliate the weak!

The crowd fought with increasing ferocity, killing their way to the front of the Council Building... The surviving Black Bone soldiers huddled together.

At this moment, they no longer possessed any of their previous ferocity, like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, staring intently at Lu Ming, who was approaching step by step.

"Yamero! Don't come any closer!"

"Why, why isn't his spiritual energy diminishing at all!!!"

"Hold steady, Commander Agu will surely tear them to pieces!"

At this moment, the Black Bone Army's faith was somewhat collapsing.

In the past, everything had gone smoothly; when had they not been pressing the human army?

Now, things were completely reversed!

They were being slaughtered by this group of humans.

Especially that human radiating bloody lightning; he was the most terrifying.

Whether it was their corporals, sergeants, or captains, anyone who dared to show their head was instantly killed.

He killed them until their livers and guts split.

Of course, they still firmly believed that their great Commander Agu would lead them to victory.

He definitely would!

Just then, the main door of the Council Building suddenly creaked open.

A mountain-like figure slowly walked out.

"All of you, retreat. The great Black Bone Tribe does not need to make such fearless sacrifices."

Agu's crimson eyes swept over the huddled Black Bone soldiers, a hint of pity appropriately showing on his face.

"You all just watch how I tear apart these ignorant humans!"

The Black Bone soldiers instantly found their backbone, trembling as they retreated, their eyes filled with awe as they looked at Agu.

Just moments ago, they were on the verge of collapse, but now they stiffened their spines a bit.

Commander Agu is here!

Hope has arrived!

Agu nodded with satisfaction at the sight.

What the Daxia people called 'cherishing soldiers like children' was nothing more than this.

Later, he would crush these humans with overwhelming force.

Then his prestige in the Black Bone Tribe would reach an unprecedented height.

At that time... Clan leader, you are old, you should lie in bed and rest, and let the young people venture more.

In short, one word—win!

And win beautifully!

He slowly stretched his four to five-meter-tall body, black veins bulging on his muscular arms.

The black mist around him grew denser, and a suffocating sense of oppression enveloped Lu Ming.

He took a step forward, his gaze finally landing on Lu Ming.

That gaze was like a predator locking onto its prey, carrying undisguised killing intent.

"Io, your good luck ends here!"

"Now, do you plan to come one by one, or all at once?"

Agu's voice, full of arrogant mockery, echoed in front of the Council Building.

He swept his gaze over Zhao Hu, Ouyang Zhi, and the others behind Lu Ming, his eyes filled with disdain, as if looking at a group of ants he could crush with ease.

In his opinion, among these humans, only Lu Ming had some ability to resist; the others were just making up the numbers.

But even that was only a slight ability to resist, nothing more.

Three punches, he estimated.

He estimated that within three punches, he would smash this pretty boy in front of him into a meat patty.

Li Zheng Guo and the others' expressions were solemn; most of them were in the Fourth Realm.

Now facing a monster in the half-step Sixth Realm, the pressure was imaginable.

Fortunately, the Nether race walked the path of pure physical body.

Li Zheng Guo secretly glanced at Lu Ming's back, calculating in his heart.

"If I'm not mistaken, Lu Ming's physical strength should have reached the peak of the Fifth Realm. Plus me and the two on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, the odds of winning are probably four-six!"

"Four parts... that's not low!"

Li Zheng Guo's eyes sharpened, and he whispered in Lu Ming's ear, "Brother Lu, let us first test the strength of this fiend, and you seize the opportunity to strike."

Lu Ming suddenly raised his hand to stop him, a cold smile spreading across his lips: "What's there to test about this show-off!"

He took a step forward, his figure, though not as massive as Agu's, was like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, its edge fully exposed.

"Show-off?"

Agu's crimson pupils suddenly constricted, and towering rage erupted from his chest.

"Very good, very good, kid, you have successfully enraged this lord!"

"So what if I enraged you?"

Lu Ming looked up, his eyes unperturbed.

"You're courting death!"

Agu suddenly swung his right fist, his four to five-meter-tall body erupting with terrifying power.

Black mist condensed into a skull-sized bone spur in his palm, striking directly at Lu Ming's face with a sharp, air-rending sound.

With this punch, he used seventy percent of his Nether bloodline power, vowing to smash this arrogant human into a pulp.

Li Zheng Guo and the others felt their hearts tighten, their longswords drawn, ready to assist at any moment.

But Lu Ming remained motionless until the moment the punch's force neared his face.

Lu Ming let out a low shout: "Demonic Subduing Fist!"

His right fist suddenly tightened, spiritual energy frantically gathered around him, and bloody light pulsed.

With a thunderous roar.

The bloody fist shadow and the black bone spur collided violently.

The enormous airwave shook the Council Building slightly.

The next second, Agu's expression drastically changed: "That's not fair! You cheated! What the hell is this thing!!!"

He could clearly feel his body being confined, his strength drained.

And Lu Ming's expression was somewhat intriguing.

"Looks like you're lucky; you actually ran into the 10% Execution probability."

"Don't ask, just assume it's activated!"

The Demonic Subduing power, like scorching sun melting snow, instantly pierced through the black mist.

"Fighting thirty at once, huh? You like to show off, huh!"

"Die!"

"No—!"

Agu let out a desperate roar, his crimson pupils filled with fear and unwillingness.

He hadn't even become the clan leader yet, hadn't made the Black Bone Tribe dominate Daxia, how could he die at the hands of a human!

"Boom!"

The bloody fist shadow solidly struck Agu's head.

There were no complex moves, only pure power crushing.

A deafening explosion rang out; Agu's head was directly blown apart!

Black blood splattered like a downpour, covering the surrounding bluestone slabs and the doors of the Council Building.

His massive four to five-meter-tall body, deprived of its head's support, swayed stiffly.

Then, with a "boom," it heavily crashed to the ground.

Black blood gushed from the severed neck.

And this scene was perfectly recorded by Ouyang Zhi...