Chapter 69: Side push! If you don't obey, you'll be beaten to death!
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In a mountain forest that is not dense, the surrounding bushes are now in a mess.
A sturdy purple-striped leopard was lying on the ground, dragging a broken leg, panting heavily and kicking towards Lu Tiandu not far away with fear in its eyes.
It really didn’t understand why, as the overlord of this territory, its spine was broken by three punches from the guy in front of it. At this moment, it had no chance even if it wanted to escape.
"Forget it, I won't play with you anymore!"
Lu Tiandu looked at the purple-striped leopard that had been beaten down by him and lost his temper. He stopped wasting time, and with a flash of light under his feet, the person disappeared.
The frightened eyes of the purple-striped leopard instantly showed a fist wearing a white glove. This was the last scene of its life.
There was a muffled "bang" sound.
Only half of the purple-striped leopard’s huge head is still intact.
He flipped through it and took out a white silk scarf to wipe the silver gloves stained with red and white things. Lu Tiandu smiled at the corner of his mouth.
This pair of gloves was a pair of white gloves that he entrusted his family to find a weapon refining master to refine using the four sharp claws of the third-level monster Snow Shout Beast that he had obtained previously.
Throughout this journey, with the help of these pair of fist gloves and the 4,000 to 5,000 kilograms of strength from the first level of body refining, I have been really unscrupulous along the way.
As long as he has a little exploration of the monster's strange abilities, Lu Tiandu usually ends the battle with only three or five punches.
Even the Purple Leopard, which is known for its speed, can only drink its hatred with four punches. It is really because the speed of the wind-attributed Fortune Wind Boots is too cheating.
Lu Tiandu randomly collected the body of the purple-striped leopard and picked a three-hundred-year-old elixir guarded by the monster. Lu Tiandu continued southward according to the little monkey's instructions.
He spent half a day in the valley to conquer the poisonous bees, already much later than others. Along the way, under the command of the little monkey, he discovered many elixirs. A lot.
And along the way, he discovered that except for a few elixirs that grew in hard-to-find places, other elixirs were guarded by powerful monsters, such as this top-level monster purple-striped leopard. No ordinary thirteenth-level disciple would dare to try the guardian elixir.
It’s basically cheaper in Lu Tiandu.
Fighting all kinds of monsters along the way, it really gave him the illusion of conquering the world with his fists.
It made him feel that it was very worthwhile to spend a lot of time and resources in the past two years to perfect the first level of body training!
Maybe it’s because he read too many martial arts novels in his previous life. This method of relying on pure strength to fight against enemies gave him a special sense of accomplishment. He could punch to the core and defeat all enemies!
Along the way, Lu Tiandu saw only a few corpses of the seven dead disciples of the seven sects along the way. However, when he felt that Lu Tiandu was on the thirteenth level, The people immediately fled.
Lu Tiandu has no interest in these cannon fodder disciples, and has no intention of taking action.
Although he doesn't care much, many so-called masters at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining don't mind killing such cannon fodder disciples when they encounter them, so not many of them have been able to get out of the eleventh level in previous blood ban trials. Most of them are still active on the periphery, looking for elixirs while being alert not to be hit by other masters.
The second category is some twelfth-level disciples. Counting the rewards given by the master before leaving, they have two or three high-grade magic weapons with them, and a few have an ordinary top-level magic weapon. While picking elixirs from the periphery, they work together Or kill the other ten and eleven cannon fodder alone, then hide and wait for the trial to end.
Of course, a small number of people who think they are pretty good will also enter the central area to give it a try. Most of the people who came to Huang Maple Valley this time were twelfth-level disciples. It is estimated that except for Han Li who wanted to go in to collect herbs, few others actually entered the central mountain range.
As for the last category of disciples, they are all at the thirteenth level of cultivation and possess at least one or two ordinary top-level magic weapons. Among them, the elite disciples also have high-quality top-level magic weapons with them, and some even There are intermediate-level talismans specially gifted by sects. For example, Lu Tiandu and other seven masters on the 13th level of Huang Maple Valley were all given an intermediate-lower level talisman by Master Zhong privately to save their lives.
These talents are the main force who enter the central mountain range to collect elixirs, and the sect's expectations are all on them.
Two days before the trial is the time when these thirteenth-level masters tacitly clear out the eleventh- and second-level disciples of other sects to prevent these people from fishing in troubled waters.
After the "Moon Sun Orb" was activated on the morning of the third day, they tried their best to stop killing each other, and entered the central mountain range to kill monsters and collect elixirs. On the fifth day, when the disciples who entered the mountain range returned home with full loads, they killed another one. Fan, winner takes all, this is the rule of the blood ban trial.
On the first day, the killing was almost over.
Lu Tiandu went all the way south and found several untouched restricted areas for top-level monsters, but ended the battle with a few punches.
The only time I encountered a top-level monster, the Green Water Crocodile, was hidden in the mud and I couldn’t punch or kick it. Moreover, it had rough skin and thick flesh. In the end, I could only sacrifice the little gray crocodile that I got from Master Jinguang. The sword and talisman was cut into two pieces.
At this time, Lu Tiandu happened to pass by a grassy beach, and suddenly the pulling technique used by Master Zhong on his arm reacted.
"It seems that there are fellow sects nearby!"
Each sect will basically cast this kind of spell on the disciples who enter the trial. The purpose is naturally to make these disciples who enter the bloody forbidden land interact with each other. Help, increase chances of survival.
With this type of spell, you can sense the location of your fellow disciples within a certain distance. If you are in danger, you can ask for help from nearby colleagues. Of course, it will be a personal choice whether to save or not to save at that time.
Lu Tiandu doesn’t care. If the other party leaves, it means that he doesn’t want to meet his fellow disciple. If he gets close to him, he might be in trouble. With his strength, It's not difficult to come to the rescue.
After all, there are probably very few people with thirteen levels of cultivation in this place at this time. Basically, those who dare to come out are those with twelve levels of cultivation.
Sure enough, as Lu Tiandu stopped, another yellow figure was approaching quickly.
"Senior brother, help!"
Perceiving that the fellow disciple was not far away, the young man with the twelfth level of cultivation in Huang Maple Valley instantly had the desire for survival in his eyes. Desire, desperately running towards the direction of Lu Tiandu.
As for why they don’t fly with magic weapons, it’s because their predecessors have already learned bloody lessons. As an abnormal intruder, the various restrictions in the void are not fun.
The man in green who is chasing you now has a bit of sarcasm on his face. Do you really think that a fellow disciple from the thirteenth floor can save your life?
I reached out and turned over, and two red flying knives appeared in my hand.
At this moment, Lu Tiandu also used his spiritual sense to detect that the man in yellow shirt who was fleeing for his life was indeed his fellow sect. His surname was Li. He was in his thirties. He had spoken to him several times before the trial. sentence.
This made him let down his guard. After all, sometimes it is not ruled out that his disciples collude with outsiders to harm their fellow disciples. It is really difficult to trust each other without a life-threatening friendship here.
Just when this fellow disciple was still more than eighty feet away from Lu Tiandu, Lu Tiandu's expression changed and he shouted coldly: "Stop!"
There was a flash of light from the soles of his feet, and the man was already about forty feet closer to his fellow disciple.
Although he was very fast, the person who shot behind him was closer to the man named Li. With a wave of his right hand, a red sword light instantly shot towards the back of the man named Li. At this time, this man Still in the pleasant surprise of recognizing Lu Tiandu.
Looking at the sword light that had appeared behind him, Lu Tiandu shouted anxiously: "Be careful!"
The moment he spoke, he waved his big sleeve, and a silver light shot out instantly.
At this time, the fellow disciple named Li also reacted. He hurriedly rolled to the side and reached for the storage bag.
Seeing that this man was quite clever, Lu Tiandu was relieved. Compared to the red light, his spiritual light shuttle was faster, and there was no problem in stopping this magical weapon.
If someone really wanted to kill a fellow disciple in front of him, Lu Tiandu would feel a bit embarrassed.
“Not good!”
At the same time as the spiritual light shuttle hit the red light, the red light split into two. One was blocked by the spiritual light shuttle, and the other penetrated in the blink of an eye. The back of a fellow surnamed Li passed by in front.
My fellow disciple Li followed the inertia and took two steps forward, then fell down instantly...
At this moment, Lu Tian's eyes turned cold.
With a wave of his hand, the spiritual light shuttle returned instantly and he put it away. After a quick glance, he found that his fellow disciple was dead.
“I told you to stop just now, didn’t you hear me?”
Lu Tiandu looked at the handsome man in cyan from Huadaowu, dozens of feet away, with an indifferent look on his face. At this time, he had already recognized this person, the human demon Han Tianya from Huadaowu.
“Oh, it turns out to be the wind spirit root of Huang Maple Valley!”
The unusually feminine Han Tianya twisted her waist and smiled charmingly, looking unconcerned.
Take out a fragrant handkerchief from your waist, and delicately wipe the non-existent blood on the flying knife with a very gentle and gentle movement, like a lady.
"I heard it now. What else do you have to say?"
As he said that, he threw the silk handkerchief on the body of the man named Li not far away. A look of disgust on his face.
“Oh, then you can die!”
Before Lu Tiandu could finish these words, the person had disappeared.
With a "bang" sound, when he appeared again, there was a headless corpse not far away...
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