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Some time ago, Lu Ming hunted at least dozens of monsters with level one and six or more, and some of them had iron points for points.
Lu Ming now has five two-point iron cards and three one-point iron cards, adding up to 13 points.
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A total of 25 points.
This score is enough to be promoted to a bronze disciple.
But Lu Ming felt that it was not enough. He had an ambition in his heart, which was the first place, but the first place was rewarded by Ning Ling Guo.
Although his score is definitely still far away, he will try his best.
Lu Ming displayed a dragon snake step and ran in the mountains and forests. Ordinary monsters, he skipped directly, specifically searching for monsters with points iron cards.
One day passed. When night fell, Lu Ming found another one-point, one two-point. Together, Lu Ming had a total of 28 points.
At this moment, there was a sound of weapons fighting in front.
"Someone over there."
Lu Ming's expression moved, and at the source of the sound, through the dense branches, the fire could vaguely jump.
Lu Ming's figure moved, heading towards the campfire.
At this time, there were indeed four people at the campfire. These four people were actually Feng Wu, Yuan Chong, and Zhou Xu and Zhou Hao.
At this time, the situation was unexpected.
Zhou Hao and Zhou Xu were pale, lying on the ground weakly.
Feng Wu was carrying a long sword, but his body was trembling and his face was equally pale. His eyes were filled with anger, glaring at Yuan Chong, and shouted: "Yuan Chong, you are actually taking drugs in the barbecue, why?"
Yuan Chong carried a long sword and his face was grim, and he sneered at this time: "Why? Feng Wu, you bitch, I Yuan Chong pursued you for two years, but why didn't you promise me? Some time ago, you actually returned In order to blame me for Lu Ming's miscellaneous things, I have endured enough."
"Now you have hit my Wuxiang soft muscle powder, how do you resist? Today, I want you to be my Yuan Chong woman, haha!"
Feng Wu's face became so ugly, he drank: "Yuan Chong, dare you? After the trial is over, Sister Mulan won't let you go."
"Mulan, hey, sooner or later, the **** will become the plaything of the Duanmu family, and, do you think you can go back alive?"
"You are going to kill us?" Feng Wu's face changed.
At this point she was staggering, and she couldn't stand.
"Hey, Fengwu, when I get on with you, I will solve you personally, so that you belong to me alone."
"You...perverted!" Feng Wu's face was pale, his body shivered, and he fell to the ground softly.
"Brother Yuan, don't kill me. You can play Fengwu. For today, I promise I won't say a word."
"Me too, Brother Yuan, if I leak a word, I will not die!"
Zhou Xu also shouted.
"Unfortunately, I only believe that the dead will not leak the news!"
Yuan Chong showed a gruesome smile and walked towards Zhou Hao and Zhou Xu.
"No, no, forgiveness!"
The two cried in horror.
With a flash of sword light, Yuan Chong's sword gas cut the throats of the two.
"Now both of us are left." Yuan Chong turned around and walked towards the wind dance.
The little face scared by the wind dance is white, and the body wants to move back, but it is in the fragrant soft muscles, the true energy is broken, and the body is weak. Where does it move?
Seeing the appearance of Feng Wu, Yuan Chong felt very refreshed. He walked to Feng Wu's side and reached out for Feng Wu.
A large piece of clothing on Feng Wu's chest was scratched, and a large piece of snow-white skin suddenly appeared, like a jade, with a crystal luster.
Even half of the meat **** are exposed on the chest, exuding amazing temptation.
Yuan Chong's eyes suddenly turned red, flashing a blazing fire, and his eyes were fixed on Feng Wu's chest.
"Livestock, I want you not to die!"
Feng Wu made a desperate cry.
At this time, Feng Wu was really desperate. She was supposed to be Yuan Chong as a friend, but she didn't expect Yuan Chong to be such a beast.
Her great years are about to die here, and she will be defiled before she dies.
At this moment, she really wanted to die.
"This place is quite remote, do you think someone will save you?"
Yuan Chong sneered, then fluttered towards the wind.
At this moment, a voice sounded.
Together with this voice, Yuan Chong's face changed greatly, and he turned around quickly. The wind dance is ecstatic, showing hope.
The two looked at the source of the sound.
The two exclaimed at the same time.
Lu Minghuan held his hands and walked step by step with a faint smile on his face. He looked at Yuan Chong and said, "Why? Was it disappointing to see that I was not dead?"
"Indeed, it was a bit of a disappointment. You could actually survive under Duanmujia and Wei Ziyou, but you are so stupid."
"Since you escaped, you should find a corner and hide like a dog, waiting for the end of the trial time, and now come here? Why? With your trash, do you want to save the heroes? Hahaha!"
Yuan Chong laughed, flashing taunts and murders in his eyes.
"Lu Ming, why did you come here, go away, you are not Yuan Chong's opponent."
Feng Wu originally saw someone coming and thought that there was hope. When Lu Ming saw it, he turned into disappointment and despair and shouted.
"Sister Feng Wu, I am a person with distinct grievances, there is gratitude and vengeance. You helped me block Wei Ziyou once before. Now, of course, I will save you once."
"Save? Lu Ming, you trash, what can you do to save?" Yuan Chong laughed.
"Of course, take my fist!"
Lu Ming's face was cold, and he punched at Yuan Chong with a punch.
Yuan Chong gave a slap to the landing.
He is going to abolish Lu Ming and make the wind dance more desperate, so that he will be more cheerful.
However, when his palm intersected Lu Ming's fist, his face changed.
He felt a very powerful and condensing true qi coming from Lu Ming's fist. His true qi was rushed by Lu Ming's true qi and broke away directly.
A heart-pounding pain came from his arm, Yuan Chong yelled and backed up seven or eight steps.
"Martial Master? Impossible? Lu Ming, why is your cultivation ground a Martial Artist Realm?"
Yuan Chong shouted in disbelief.
Seeing this scene, Feng Wu's eyes lighted up, already desperate, and at this time he again showed the light of hope.
"Yuan Chong, last time I said that you can be defeated in two months. Now it seems that it is not necessary. Half a month is enough.
Lu Ming smiled coldly.
"Want to defeat me? Don't you think! Go to hell!"
Yuan Chong roared, with a strong murderous flash in his eyes. He raised the war sword and slammed towards the landing.
Lu Ming and Feng Wu must not be allowed to live, otherwise, after the trial, the Xuanyuan Sword School will have no place for him.