Chapter 93: Count the harvest
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Lu Ming is like a wind, very fast, and shows the dragon snake step to the extreme. Although it is only a yellow-level inferior footwork, but under the explosion of Lu Ming's powerful true energy, the speed is still very fast.
Just a few minutes, I saw the figure of the young man with a nose collapsed.
Hearing the wind, the young man who collapsed his nose looked back, almost not scared.
How can it be so fast? Was Zheng Gan killed? He thought that Zheng Qian could at least resist a hundred and eighty moves.
"Ah! Ah! Don't come!"
The nose collapsed young man running wildly, yelling wildly in his mouth.
But Lu Ming's distance with him continued to narrow.
The nose collapsed youth cannot escape.
thump!
At this moment, the young man who collapsed his nose suddenly stopped, then turned around, fell to his knees with a plop, and moved in one go.
"Please, please don’t kill me, as long as you let me go, I won’t say a word about today’s affairs."
The young man with a nose collapsed yelled non-stop.
"Why should I believe you?"
Lu Ming sneered in the corner of his mouth, said.
"I can swear, I swear, absolutely don't say it, if I say it, it will make me die!"
The nose-sucking young man swore by the sky.
"Okay, I can give you a chance."
Lu Ming suddenly smiled coldly, and then kicked out.
bump!
This kick kicked directly on Dan Tian, the young man who collapsed his nose, kicking off his cyclone.
"Ah! You abandoned my cultivation, didn't you say you would give me a chance?"
The nose collapsed young man screamed.
"Relax, will give you a chance."
Lu Ming grabbed the neck of the collapsed young man and walked towards the extinct volcano like a chicken.
Soon, came to the place where the war was just now.
At this time, there is no one left among those who picked up the stone.
"You... what are you trying to do?"
Asked the young man who collapsed his nose.
"It's very simple, you go forward and go to explore the way, but the already explored road, you are not allowed to go, go to the other side."
Lu Ming pointed in the direction of the extinct volcano, faintly.
In an instant, the nose-folding youth's face was pale and his voice trembled, saying: "Isn't the road leading to the extinct volcano already explored? Why do you want me to explore the road? No, I don't go."
"Don't you like to ask someone to help you find the way? Now I want you to try it yourself, you can go, then I will send you to reunite with your brothers and sisters."
Lu Ming's long gun waved, his gun burst out, and a cold murderous opportunity shrouded the young man with a collapsed nose.
"No, no, you can't do this to me, there are crises, I will die, there is no life, I beg you, let me go."
The young man with a nose collapsed, sweating and sweating, his body trembling.
Especially when he remembered the tragic phenomena of those stone pickers who were burned to death, he shuddered.
Before, he watched others go to find the way. He was gloating over him, high above him, like seeing a ants dying and struggling, without any trace of compassion.
When it is his turn now, he is more terrified than anyone else.
"This is your only chance. My patience is limited. I count three times. After three times, if you don't go, you don't have to go."
Lu Ming's voice was extremely cold.
What is more pleasant to deal with such a person than to treat his own body with his own way?
"One!"
"two!"
"I go, I go!"
When Lu Ming was about to report three, the young man who collapsed his nose finally could not bear the pressure, yelled, and then shook his body, stepping forward step by step.
The farther he went, the more trembling his body was. When he walked more than 100 meters, a stench came out, and he actually scared his urine.
Chant!
Suddenly, a burst of gas rushed out of his feet.
The soul of the young man who collapsed his nose flew out of the sky, shouted, and fell straight down.
Lu Ming frowned, walked up and looked, suddenly speechless.
The young man with a nose collapsed with a sullen face, without the slightest breath, was actually scared to death, and was scared to death by a rush of heat.
Lu Ming shook his head, and then went back to clean up the loot.
These are disciples of the Ten Fangjian School. There must be a lot of valuable things on their body, and Lu Ming will not miss them.
While searching for loot, they devoured their blood.
After searching, Lu Ming exited from here, returned to the outer area, and then entered the Supreme Temple to begin refining essence blood.
Now Lu Ming's cultivation practice has reached the eighth level of the martial artist, so the blood of martial arts below the eighth level of the martial artist has little effect on him.
Only those with more than eighth grade of martial arts can have some help.
After refining all the essential blood of the disciples of the Shifangjian School, Lu Ming's cultivation practice has been improved to a certain extent, but it is not very large. There is still a certain distance from the middle of the martial arts. After refining the refined blood, Lu Ming began to count the loot.
When the hand moved, two storage rings appeared.
Among the disciples of the Ten Faction Swords, two of them possessed storage rings, which was a surprise.
One comes from Zheng Qian, and one comes from the young man of the warrior Jiu Zhong.
After a moment of thought, a pile of things appeared in the Supreme Temple.
First of all, Lu Ming started counting from the silver ticket.
"Why is this so?"
After counting, Lu Ming frowned slightly.
Twenty dozen disciples of Fangjian sent their silver tickets together for a total of more than four million two.
More than four million two silvers, it looks like a lot, but it depends on where it came from.
A dozen or so disciples of the Ten Fangjian School have at least six levels of martial arts. On average, each of them is less than 200,000, which is very rare.
After thinking about it, Lu Ming was relieved again.
Very normal, just like him, the extra silver is converted into contribution points, and then exchanged for useful resources to improve their strength.
Most of the disciples of the Shifangjian faction are also like this, leaving some spare silver on their bodies, and others are exchanged.
Packing the silver ticket, Lu Ming looked at something else.
Some scattered medicines were worthless, Lu Ming piled them aside, and finally, his eyes fell on several books.
"Crazy Wave Slash", yellow-level inferior sword skills martial arts.
"Teng Yunbu", Huang class superior martial arts skills.
"Hundred Yuan Gong" is a yellow-level high-grade exercise.
Three consecutive exercises and martial arts made Lu Ming ecstatic.
Generally speaking, Zongmen disciples like them rarely have cheats of martial arts and martial arts, because common cheats of martial arts and martial arts are rented to the Zongmen Collection Hall for cultivation.
There is a certain time limit, and after a certain time limit, you have to return it.
Of course, there will be exceptions, because some people will get some adventures and some cheats of martial arts skills. These cheats are private.
Like these, most of them are disciples of Shifangjian School.
Among them, "Teng Yunbu" was obtained from the young man of the warrior Jiuzhong.
If these three techniques and martial arts cheats are sold, they can be worth at least five or six million two silver.
Really made.
But when Lu Ming's eyes fell on the fourth book, he was shocked.
"Flame Vajrasana", physical exercises.
