Chapter 45 Kill Duanmu Jue

"It's good to come!" Facing the cooperation of the three, Lu Ming showed a smile instead, and instead of retreating, he rushed forward towards the three of them like the wind.

"court death!"

"Go to hell!"

The three of them drank coldly, and each performed a unique trick. The long sword burst into sword energy, slashed the air, and made an ear-piercing scream.

Sword Qi enveloped Lu Ming's body.

At this moment, Lu Ming's body flashed with blood, his blood burst out, and then his body twisted to avoid the swords of the three. As for the sword qi, he didn't care.

"Die!"

Duanmujue's eyes showed cold murderous intent, especially Duanmujue, who showed a proud smile, as if the iron medal of 500 points had already fallen into his hands.

But the next moment, his expression changed.

Because he felt that after the sword energy fell on Lu Ming's body, it was like being cut into the endless abyss.

In an instant, his hair exploded, and a cold murderous intent enveloped him.

"Go back, go back!"

He roared inwardly.

But it was too late, and a sword light appeared like a flying fairy from the sky, piercing his throat.

Blood splashed everywhere, and Duanmu Jue let out a roar like a beast, covering his throat with his hands, and kept retreating.

But without taking a few steps back, he fell to the ground.

Lu Ming pierced through Duanmu Jue with a sword, then drew his sword and cut off another young man's throat.

In an instant, Lu Ming used the strange characteristics of his bloodline to successfully kill the two masters.

Only the last person left.

The last young man had all the souls of the dead, almost scared, and retreated madly.

But how could he be as fast as Lu Ming? Lu Ming caught up in a few steps, and after a few moves, he followed Duanmu Jue's footsteps.

The three Duanmu Jue were all killed by Lu Ming.

"This time, I didn't suffer any injuries, and it was much better than last time."

Lu Ming felt his body and thought to himself.

50% of the sword qi of Duanmu Jue was swallowed by Lu Ming's blood, and the remaining 50% was blocked by his body-protecting true qi, so Lu Ming was not injured.

Of course, this is related to the cultivation of Duanmu Jue's three people.

Duanmujue's cultivation is the fourth level of martial arts, which is only two levels higher than Lu Ming. If it is three levels higher than Lu Ming, or even four or five levels, the result will be different. Although it can also swallow 50% of the attack power, but The remaining 50% was enough to seriously injure or even kill Lu Ming.

"Look at this Duanmujue, how many iron points have been found."

Lu Ming searched Duanmujue's body, but he didn't even have an iron medal, let alone an iron medal for points, not even a coin or two.

"What's the matter? How could Duanmujue not even have a point iron card on his body? No, it's a storage ring!"

Lu Ming's eyes suddenly lit up, he looked at Duanmujue's finger, and he saw a ring.

After taking off the ring, Lu Ming sank into the ring.

The next moment, a space appeared in Lu Ming's mind.

This space is not large, about the size of one side, which is far from the Supreme Temple.

This is the space inside the storage ring.

In this space, there are a stack of iron cards, a stack of silver notes, and some clothes.

Lu Ming didn't count it, and then found a stack of points iron cards on the other two people. Together with the storage ring, they put them all into the Supreme Temple, and then devoured the blood of the three, and left with a flash. here.

It didn't take long for him to see the exit of the cave. There were still a large group of people guarding there, but before Yin Kai, Huang Yu and the others came out, Lu Ming rushed out and flew up to a nearby tree.

He didn't go to Feng Wu first, he planned to refine the blood essence of Duanmu Jue's three people first, count the harvest, and then go to Feng Wu to join him.

Sitting cross-legged among the branches of the big tree, Lu Ming began to refine.

One martial artist is at the fourth level, and two martial artists are at the third level. The energy essence contained in the blood essence is extremely huge, and it is by no means comparable to the first or second level of the martial artist. Lu Ming's cultivation base is rapidly improving.

The peak of the second level of martial arts, the late stage of the second level of martial arts,

Finally, when all the blood essence was refined, Lu Ming broke through and entered the third level of martial arts.

However, the level of the bloodline has not been promoted.

On the blood of the Soul Devourer, the three blood-red chakras are extremely deep, and they have obviously reached their limit, but they have not been promoted to the fourth-level blood.

"Could it be that my bloodline can only be upgraded to level three?"

Lu Ming frowned and thought.

"I don't care. If I continue to devour blood essence in the future, I don't believe that I can't be promoted."

Afterwards, Lu Ming took out Duanmujue's storage ring and began to count it.

The points of the two martial artist third-level youths add up to one hundred and thirty points.

But the most is Duanmu Jue, which actually reached a terrifying five hundred and twenty points.

Sure enough, there were so many people gathered around Duanmujue, and the points on his body were absolutely terrifying, exceeding five percent.

This time, Lu Ming's points reached a terrifying 1,224.

Such points, the first place is stable, right? Lu Ming didn't believe that other people could surpass this score.

In addition, in Duanmujue's storage ring, there are more than 80,000 taels of silver notes, which is really an unexpected harvest.

Duanmu is by no means a genius of the Duanmu family, his net worth is amazing.

Not to mention anything else, just a storage ring, it all started with at least 100,000 taels of silver, and there is still no market for it, and now it is cheaper than Lu Ming.

After doing the inventory, Lu Ming flickered and came to the place he had made an appointment with before Feng Wu.

"Lu Ming, are you out? How is the situation?"

As soon as Feng Wu saw Lu Ming, she hurriedly asked.

"Great!"

Lu Ming smiled slightly.

Feng Wu's beautiful eyes lit up and said, "Lu Ming, did the iron medal of five hundred points fall into your hands?"

"Of course, otherwise, wouldn't I be running for nothing?"

Lu Ming smiled, full of confidence.

"You guy, you really got the iron medal of 500 points. It seems that Yin Kai and Duanmujue have all made wedding dresses for you!"

Feng Wu sighed and looked at Lu Ming, with great surprise in her eyes.

"Let's go!"

The two turned and left here, disappearing into the forest.

Soon, two days passed by, and the 20-day trial time came.

A lot of people gathered outside the Youye Mountains.

Xie Kuang and other elders of the four major academies, as well as a few silver-robed elders, and the deacons of each academy responsible for counting the points.

In addition to these people, many young people gathered.

These young people are all old disciples of the Four Great Courts.

Every year, the new disciples attract much attention, because the newcomers represent the future and infinite possibilities.

"In your opinion, how many people will qualify this year?"

The elder Chuan Gong of the Fourth Academy was standing at the front, when the elder Chuan Gong of the White Tiger Academy asked the other three.

The elder Chuan Gong of the White Tiger Academy is a squat middle-aged man named Duanmu Jin, who is a member of the Duanmu family.