Lu Ming Still Evolving, Holy Flame Sword

In the vast, boundless battle space, Lu Ming swept his longsword. Amid dazzling golden light, his body suddenly split from one into a hundred, then from a hundred into a thousand, and finally from a thousand back into one.

He thrust out with a single sword.

Clang!

A crisp sword cry resounded through heaven and earth. This sword was like a divine blade thrust forth by a sacred emperor—not only brilliant and majestic, but also carrying an august holy might that could not be looked upon directly.

It bore down upon his opponent.

Splurt!

Hua Zhong, ranked sixty-sixth, had no time to react before his body was suddenly torn into four pieces beneath that sword, and he was teleported away.

The battle ended, and another commotion broke out both inside and outside the Divine Star, for they had sensed the power within Lu Ming's sword.

What was even more terrifying was that they could clearly see that this sword had still been in its embryonic form during the previous few battles.

In other words, he had created this sword not long ago, yet after only a few fights, it had already taken complete form.

What kind of terrifying creativity was this?

"This boy's comprehension is truly astonishing. No wonder he alone possesses so many Dao Laws. His future achievements may well be immeasurable."

"This swordsmanship appears to be a fusion of the fire and metal laws. If he truly created it only recently, then his comprehension is indeed strong enough to make others envious."

Many people could not help but sigh in admiration.

"What is this sword technique called? Is it convenient for you to say?"

After Lu Ming was teleported out, Glazed Fairy immediately could not resist asking. Fire Phoenix Fairy beside her also craned her neck curiously.

That