Lu Ming's body was as fast as the wind, and he used the Dragon and Snake Step to the extreme. Although it was only a yellow-level low-grade footwork, his speed was still extremely fast under the explosion of Lu Ming's powerful true energy.

In just a few minutes, I saw the figure of a young man with a collapsed nose.

Hearing the sound of the wind, the young man with a slump nose turned around and was almost scared.

How could it be so fast? Could it be that Zheng Gan was killed? He originally thought that Zheng Gan could at least resist a hundred and eighty moves.

"Ah! Ah! Don't come here!"

The young man with a flat nose ran wildly and screamed randomly.

But the distance between Lu Ming and him continued to be closer.

The young man with a collapsed nose can't escape at all.

thump!

At this time, the young man with a collapsed nose suddenly stopped, turned around, knelt down with a plop, and the movement was completed in one go.

"Please, please don't kill me. As long as you let me go, I won't say a word about what happened today."

The young man with a flat nose kept kowtowing and shouting.

"Why should I trust you?"

There was a sneer on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth and said.

"I can swear, I swear, I will never say it out. If I say it out, I will not die a bad death!"

The young man with a collapsed nose swears to the sky.

"Okay, I can give you a chance."

Lu Ming suddenly smiled coldly and kicked it out.

bump!

This kick directly hit the young man with a collapsed nose and kicked his cyclone away.

"Ah! You have nullified my cultivation level. Didn't you say you want to give me a chance?"

The young man with a collapsed nose let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Don't worry, I'll give you a chance."

Lu Ming grabbed the neck of the young man with a broken nose and walked towards the extinct volcano like a chicken.

Soon, we arrived at the place where the battle had just fought.

At this time, no one of the stone pickers had escaped.

"You...what the hell do you want to do?"

The young man with a collapsed nose asked in a trembling voice.

"It's very simple. You can go forward and explore the way, but you are not allowed to walk on the other side of the road you have already explored."

Lu Ming pointed to the direction of the extinct volcano and said lightly.

In an instant, the young man with a collapsed nose turned pale and his voice trembled, saying, "Has the road to the extinct volcano been protruded? Why do you want me to explore the way? No, I won't go."

"Don't you like to ask others to help you explore the way? Now I want you to try it yourself. If you don't go, then I'll send you to reunite with your fellow brothers."

Lu Ming swung his spear, and the spear burst out, and a cold murderous intent enveloped the young man with a collapsed nose.

"No, no, you can't treat me like this. There are crises there. I will die if I go there. I will die without death. I beg you, let me go."

The young man with a collapsed nose was sweating all over his body, and his body trembled constantly.

Especially when he remembered the tragic situation of the stone pickers being burned to death one by one, he shuddered.

Before, when he watched others explore the way, he gloated and was above, as if he was watching ants struggling to death without a trace of compassion.

When it's his turn, he is more afraid and afraid 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 can be more enjoyable to deal with such a person than to treat others with the same way?

"one!"

"two!"

"I'll go, I'll go!"

When Lu Ming was about to report the third place, the young man with a flat nose finally couldn't bear the pressure and screamed, then his trembling body walked forward step by step.

The more he walked forward, the more trembling his body became. When he walked more than a hundred meters, a foul stinking came out, and he was actually scared and urinated.

Scream!

Suddenly, a stream of gas rushed out from his feet.

The young man with a collapsed nose was so scared that he flew out of the sky. He screamed and fell down straight.

Lu Ming frowned and walked up to take a look, and was speechless for a moment.

The young man with a flat nose looked ashen and had no breath at all. He was actually scared to death and was scared to death by a ray of heat.

Lu Ming shook his head, then walked back to pack up the spoils.

These are disciples of the Ten-Stand Sword Sect, and there must be many valuable things on them, and Lu Ming will not miss them.

While searching for the spoils, they swallowed their essence and blood one by one.

After searching, Lu Ming withdrew from here and returned to the external area, then entered the Supreme Temple and began to refine essence and blood.

Now Lu Ming's cultivation level has reached the eighth level of the martial arts master, so the essence and blood of the martial arts master below the eighth level of the martial arts master have very little effect on him.

Only those with a level of eight or above in the martial arts can be of some help.

After refining all the essence and blood of disciples of the Ten-Stand Sword Sect, Lu Ming's cultivation level has been improved to a certain extent, but it is not very large. It is still a distance away from the middle stage of the eighth level of the martial artist. After refining the essence and blood, Lu Ming began to count the spoils.

With a move of his hand, two storage rings appeared.

Among these disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, two of them have storage rings, which is a surprise.

One comes from Zheng Qian, and the other comes from the Ninth Level of the Martial Artsman.

Then a thought moved and a bunch of things appeared in the Supreme Temple.

First, Lu Ming started counting the silver notes.

"Why is this a little bit?"

After counting, Lu Ming frowned slightly.

The twenty or so disciples of the Ten-Strait Sword Sect added up to only more than four million taels of silver notes.

More than four million taels of silver seems to be a lot, but it depends on where it comes from.

The dozen disciples of the Ten-Taifang Sword Sect have at least sixth level of martial arts. On average, each of them is only less than 200,000 taels, which is a very small one.

After thinking about it, Lu Ming felt relieved again.

It's normal. Just like him, the excess silver is exchanged for contribution points, and then the resources that are useful to him will be exchanged to improve his strength.

Most of the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect are like this, leaving some spare silver on them and redeem the others.

After packing the bills, Lu Ming looked at the other things.

Some scattered pills were worth little, Lu Ming piled them aside, and finally his eyes fell on several books.

"Mad Wave Slash", Huang-level low-grade swordsmanship.

"Tengyun Step", Huang-level top-grade body skills and martial arts.

"Hunyuan Gong", a top-grade yellow-level exercise.

Three consecutive martial arts and martial arts made Lu Ming ecstatic.

Generally speaking, sect disciples like them rarely have martial arts secrets on them, because the general martial arts secrets are rented to the sect’s library for practice.

If there is a certain period of time, you have to pay it back.

Of course, there will be exceptions, because some people will get some martial arts and martial arts secrets, and these martial arts secrets are their own private parts.

Just like these, most of them are privately owned by disciples of the Ten-State Sword Sect.

Among them, "Tengyun Bu" was obtained from the young man at the ninth level of the martial arts master.

If these three martial arts and martial arts secrets are sold, they can be worth at least five or six million taels of silver.

It's really profitable.

But when Lu Ming's eyes fell on the fourth book, he was shocked.

"Flame Vajra Art", body refining technique.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!