Supreme Shrine

He coughed up blood, and fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

This shot directly shattered his arms, and the powerful impact also shattered his internal organs, and he was undoubtedly dead.

The power of the Xuan-level low-grade martial arts finally revealed itself. Lu Ming only reached the second level, but the power was twice as powerful as the sixth level of the Huang-level high-grade martial skills.

"How can you be so strong? Who are you?"

The disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect kept coughing up blood and asked unwillingly.

His eyes were full of disbelief, with his cultivation at the peak of the eighth level of martial arts, he was defeated by a single move.

Lu Ming's display of cultivation is clearly only the eighth level of a martial artist.

"Xuanyuan Sword School, Lu Ming!"

Lu Ming said lightly.

"Are you from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect?"

The young man whispered, and then his eyes were lax, and he lost all vitality.

At this time, the other two masters of the eightfold martial arts division also died out.

They were also shattered by Lu Ming.

Although the marksmanship is not as varied as the swordsmanship, it is more violent, more direct, and more domineering.

At the scene, only the fat young man was left.

At this time, the fat young man's face was pale, without the slightest trace of blood, his body was trembling constantly, and cold sweat was streaming down his face.

Lu Ming walked towards the fat young man step by step.

"No, don't kill me!"

The fat young man yelled in horror.

"Say, what do you Shifang Sword Sect want to do by arresting so many ordinary stone pickers?"

Lu Ming asked coldly.

"I can say yes, but you have to promise not to kill me."

The fat young man rolled his eyes and shouted.

"Oh? Don't say it, right? Then you go to die."

Lu Ming's eyes turned cold, and he raised the spear in his hand.

The fat young man was so frightened that he almost lost his mind, and shouted: "I said, I said, I said!"

Lu Ming looked at him coldly, waiting for his next words.

"We came with Senior Brother Zheng. Senior Brother Zheng said he would bring us to find the treasure, so we came."

"Senior brother Zheng said that he knew from the ancient books recorded by his ancestors that there is an extinct volcano near the inner area of ​​the Lingnan Fire Region, and there are treasures inside."

The fat young man hastily explained.

"Then why are so many ordinary stone pickers arrested?" Lu Ming asked.

"Because the surrounding area of ​​the extinct volcano is very unstable, from time to time there will be magma, flames rushing out, and even the ground will sink. People must go to explore the way to find a safe way, and we can enter the interior of the extinct volcano."

The fat young man was so scared that he would die, he said in a straightforward manner.

Lu Ming frowned. It was obvious that he wanted to take the lives of those stone pickers to find the way for them.

This is the martial arts powerhouse, the lives of ordinary people are like ants in their eyes.

Lu Ming never treats his enemies softly, but he can't do it if he is asked to disregard other people's lives for his own selfishness.

Lu Ming thought for a while, then asked, "What treasures are there in that extinct volcano?"

"I don't know about this. Senior Brother Zheng didn't tell us. I've told you everything I know. Can you let me go now?"

The fat young man begged, but he was thinking about how to invite Senior Brother Zheng to kill Lu Ming after he escaped.

"Wait a minute, I have another question. What is your brother Zheng? Is there anyone stronger than him?"

Lu Ming asked again.

The fat young man replied honestly: "Brother Zheng is a famous genius of my Shifang Sword Sect. He has won eight consecutive victories on the bronze stage. Even if he is not much worse than the geniuses on the bronze list, the senior brother who came this time is just Brother Zheng is the strongest."

"Eight consecutive victories in the bronze rankings?"

Lu Ming whispered.

The five major sects of the Lie Sun Empire all have similar levels for their disciples. They are all divided into three levels: bronze, silver, and gold.

Similarly, in each sect, there is also a bronze list and a silver list.

The rules are exactly the same.

"Okay, I've said what you want me to say, can you let me go?"

The fat youth said.

"Let you go? When did I say I would let you go?"

Lu Ming said indifferently, and then, the long spear shot out, piercing the fat young man's heart.

"Eight consecutive victories in the bronze stage? I don't know how strong the Shifang Sword Sect's eight consecutive victories in the bronze stage are?"

Lu Ming's eyes showed a strong fighting spirit.

At the beginning, he vomited blood when he was punched by He Tieyi. He Tie was the Xuanyuan Sword Sect's eight consecutive victories in the Bronze Stage.

It is also the same eight-game winning streak at the Bronze Stage, but they belong to two different sects. The strength cannot be the same, but the difference will not be too big. Lu Ming's combat power has improved a lot during this period, which is just a good time to test the results.

Then, Lu Ming devoured all the blood essence of the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, found a place, and refined it.

As for those stone pickers, when the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect were killed, they had already fled in droves.

Two hours later, Lu Ming's zhenqi fully recovered and reached its peak.

Then, Lu Ming ran towards the extinct volcano that the fat young man said.

Lingnan Fire Region, deep in the central area, near the inner area, there is a tall extinct volcano.

This volcano has stopped erupting for some unknown age, but the temperature around the extinct volcano is still astonishingly high.

The ground was crimson.

A few kilometers away from the extinct volcano, there are more than [-] young people, needless to say, all of them are disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect.

More than 30 disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect surrounded more than [-] stone pickers.

More than 30 stone pickers gathered together, looking terrified and trembling.

"Young heroes of the Shifang Sword Sect, I beg you, it is really dangerous there, if you let us go to explore the way, that is to die, I have an old man and a young man, I beg you to let me go Let's go back."

A burly man in his 50s kept bowing and saluting, pleading.

call out!

With a flash of sword light, the big man's head flew high.

"It's so noisy, you want to go, right? I'll send you on your way now."

A disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect put his long sword back into its sheath, and said coldly.

The other stone pickers fell silent for a moment and didn't dare to speak anymore, but the look of despair on their faces became stronger.

"You, hurry up to explore the road. If you are lucky enough to walk over, you can still leave a dog's life behind."

A disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect pointed to a big man with dark skin.

The big man's eyes suddenly filled with despair, and his body trembled non-stop.

"If you don't go, then die now!"

The disciple of the Ten Directions Sword Sect had a cold voice.

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

The big man trembled.

Then he walked out trembling all over.

Go out and explore, maybe there is still a way to survive, if you don't go, you will die.

This big man should have practiced martial arts, but he has no awakened blood, and only has the first level of warrior.

He walked forward cautiously, and soon, he walked more than 200 meters.

Huh, suddenly, a magma rushed out from the ground, directly submerging the big man.

The big man screamed and turned into a ball of fire. After a few breaths, he turned into a ball of coke.

The temperature of the magma is terrifyingly high.

(End of this chapter)