Chapter 93: Counting the Harvest

Lu Ming's body is like the wind, and he is extremely fast. He uses the dragon-snake step to the extreme. Although it is only a yellow-level low-grade footwork, he is still extremely fast under the explosion of Lu Ming's powerful infuriating energy.

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

Hearing the wind, the flat-nosed young man looked back, almost not scared.

How can it be so fast? Was Zheng Gan killed? He originally thought that Zheng Gan could at least resist one hundred and eighty tricks.

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

The young man with a flat nose ran wildly, shouting indiscriminately.

But the distance between Lu Ming and him continued to narrow.

Young people with flat noses can't escape at all.

thump!

At this moment, the young man with a flat nose stopped suddenly, turned around, and knelt down with a plop, all 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 flat nosed youth kept kowtowing and shouted.

"Why should I trust you?"

Lu Ming said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"I can swear, I swear, I will never say it. If I say it, I will die!"

The flat nosed youth swears by pointing to the sky.

"Okay, I can give you a chance."

Lu Ming suddenly sneered and kicked out.

bump!

This kick directly hit the dantian of the slumped-nosed youth, kicking his cyclone away.

"Ah! You abolished my cultivation, didn't you say you wanted to give me a chance?"

The young man with the flat nose let out a piercing scream.

"rest assured,

will give you a chance. "

Lu Ming grabbed the neck of the flat nosed youth and walked towards the extinct volcano like a chicken.

Soon, they came to the place where the battle was just now.

At this time, none of those stone pickers had escaped.

"You... what are you trying to do?"

The flat-nosed youth asked in a trembling voice.

"It's very simple, you go forward and explore the road, but you are not allowed to go on the road that has been explored, go to the other side."

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

In an instant, the young man with the flat nose turned pale, his voice trembled, and said, "Isn't the road to the extinct volcano already discovered? Why do you want me to explore the road? No, I won't go."

"Don't you like to ask others to help you find your way? Now I want you to try it yourself. You can do it if you don't go. Then I will send you to reunite with your fellow apprentices."

Lu Ming swung his spear, the spear burst out, and a cold murderous intent enveloped the flat nosed youth.

"No, no, you can't do this to me. There are crises there. If I go, I will die. There will be death and no life. I beg you, let me go."

The young man with the flat nose was sweating profusely, his body trembling non-stop.

Especially when he remembered the tragic state of those stone pickers who were burned to death one by one, he shuddered.

Before, when he watched others go to explore the way, he gloated over the misfortune and stood tall, like watching ants struggling to death, without a trace of pity.

When it was his turn now, he was more 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, then you don't have to go."

Lu Ming's voice was extremely indifferent.

In dealing with such a person, what could be more enjoyable than treating the person in the way of the person?

"one!"

"two!"

"I'm going, I'm going!"

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

The further he walked, the more his body trembled, and when he walked more than 100 meters, a foul smell came out, and he was actually scared to pee.

呲!

Suddenly, a burst of gas rushed out from under his feet.

The young man with the flat nose was so frightened that he screamed and fell down.

Lu Ming frowned, went up to take a look, and was instantly speechless.

The flat-nosed young man's face was ashen, and he didn't have the slightest breath. He was actually scared to death, scared to death by a burst of heat.

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

These are the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, there must be a lot of valuable things on them, and Lu Ming will not miss them.

While searching for the spoils, devour their blood essence one by one.

After the search, Lu Ming withdrew from here, returned to the outside area, and then entered the Supreme Temple to start refining blood essence.

Now that Lu Ming's cultivation base has reached the eighth level of martial arts, the blood of martial artists below the eighth level of martial arts has little effect on him.

Only those of the eighth level or above of the martial arts master can get some help.

After refining all the blood essence of the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, Lu Ming's cultivation has improved to a certain extent, but it is not very big. After refining the blood essence, Lu Ming began to count the spoils.

With a hand move, two storage rings appear.

Among the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, there are two people who have storage rings, which is a pleasant surprise.

One is from Zheng Gan, and the other is from the youth of the ninth-level martial artist.

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

First, Lu Ming began to count the bank notes.

"Why so little?"

After counting, Lu Ming frowned slightly.

The twenty or so disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect had a total of more than four million taels of silver notes.

More than four million taels of silver may seem like a lot, but it depends on where it came from.

There are more than a dozen disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, with a cultivation base of at least the sixth level of martial arts. On average, each one is only less than 200,000 taels, which is very few.

After thinking about it, Lu Ming was relieved again.

It's normal, just like him, the excess silver is converted into contribution points, and then the resources that are useful to him are exchanged to improve his strength.

Most of the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect were like this, they kept some spare silver on their bodies and exchanged the rest.

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

Some scattered medicinal pills were worthless, Lu Ming piled them aside, and finally, his eyes fell on a few books.

"Crazy Wave Slash", Huang-level low-grade swordsmanship and martial arts.

"Tengyunbu", Huang-level high-grade body technique and martial arts.

"Hunyuan Gong", Huang-level top-grade practice.

Three consecutive exercises and martial arts made Lu Ming ecstatic.

Generally speaking, sect disciples like them rarely have martial arts and martial arts secret books on their bodies, because the common martial arts and martial arts secret books are rented from the sect’s book collection hall to practice.

There is a certain period of time, and after a certain period of time, it must be returned.

Of course, there will be exceptions, because some people get some adventures, and they will get some secrets of martial arts and martial arts, and these secrets of martial arts are privately owned.

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

Among them, "Tengyunbu" was obtained from the young man of the ninth level of martial arts.

If these three martial arts and martial arts cheats were sold, they would be worth at least five or six million taels.

Really earned.

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

"Flame Diamond Art", body training exercises.

(End of this chapter) Dragon King of Wandao