Lu Ming stretched out a finger and tapped lightly on the purple-robed youth's sword gleam.
Bang!
The purple-robed young man's sword-light shattered in an instant. At the same time, dense runes spread out from Lu Ming's fingers and covered the purple-robed young man at an extreme speed.
The purple-robed youth was shocked and quickly retreated, but it was too late.
He hadn't retreated very far before his body was covered by a dense array of magical symbols. He felt as if his cultivation base had been sealed, and then he fell to the ground with a thump.
'This ...'
The three people at the scene were dumbfounded.
The purple-robed young man was defeated in one move.
The purple-robed youth was no ordinary person. He was extremely famous in the youluo demonic kingdom, and his reputation was even greater than Ji Peng.
