He coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.
This spear had directly shattered his arms. The powerful impact had also shattered his internal organs. There was no doubt that he would die.
The power of a low-grade Black Rank martial skill was finally revealed. Lu Ming had only cultivated to the second level, but its power was twice as strong as the sixth level of a high-grade Yellow Rank martial skill.
"How … how can you be so strong? Who … who are you? "
The disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect kept coughing up blood and asked unwillingly.
His eyes were filled with disbelief. He had been defeated in one move with his cultivation at the peak of Lv 8 Martial Master.
The cultivation that Lu Ming displayed was clearly only at the eighth level of the Martial Master realm.
"Mystic Essence Sword Sect, Lu Ming!"
Lu Ming said indifferently.
"Mystic Essence Sword Sect?"
The young man muttered. Then, his eyes became unfocused and lifeless.
At the same time, the other two Lv 8 Martial Master experts were also dead.
Their internal organs were also shattered by Lu Ming.
Although spear techniques were not as varied as sword techniques, they were more violent, direct, and domineering.
Only the fat young man was left.
At the moment, the fat young man's face was pale without a trace of blood. His body kept trembling and cold sweat poured down his face.
Lu Ming walked toward the fat young man step by step.
"No, don't kill me!"
The fat young man screamed in horror.
"Tell me, why did the Shifang Sword Sect capture so many ordinary stone pickers?"
Lu Ming asked coldly.
"I can tell you, but you have to promise not to kill me."
The fat young man rolled his eyes and shouted.
"Oh? You don't want to talk? Then you can go to hell. "
Lu Ming's eyes turned cold as he raised the spear in his hand.
The fat young man was scared out of his wits. He shouted, "I'll talk, I'll talk, I'll talk!"
Lu Ming looked at him coldly, waiting for him to continue.
"We came with Senior Brother Zheng. He said he would bring us to find treasures, so we came."
"Senior Martial Brother Zheng said that according to his ancestor's ancient records, there is an extinct volcano in the inner region of the South Ridge Flame Domain, and that there are treasures inside."
The plump young man hurriedly explained.
"Then why did you capture so many normal stone pickers?" Lu Ming asked.
"That's because the surroundings of the extinct volcano are very unstable. From time to time, magma and flames would rush out, and even the ground would sink. We need someone to scout the way to find a safe path, and only then can we enter the extinct volcano."
The fat young man was scared to death as he explained everything in detail.
Lu Ming frowned. It was obvious that they wanted to use the lives of the stone pickers to pave the way for them.
This was a martial arts expert. The lives of ordinary people were like ants in their eyes.
Lu Ming had never been lenient towards his enemies, but he could not disregard the lives of others for his own selfish reasons.
Lu Ming thought for a moment and asked, "What kind of treasure is inside that extinct volcano?"
"I don't know. Senior Martial Brother Zheng didn't tell us. I've told you everything I know. Can you let me go now?"
The fat young man begged. He was thinking about how to ask Senior Martial Brother Zheng to kill Lu Ming after he escaped.
"Wait, I have another question. What's the cultivation of your Senior Martial Brother Zheng? Is there anyone stronger than him? "
Lu Ming asked again.
The fat young man answered honestly, "Senior Martial Brother Zheng is a famous genius of the Shifang Sword Sect. He has already won eight consecutive matches on the bronze platform. He is not much weaker than the geniuses on the bronze ranking. Among the disciples here, Senior Martial Brother Zheng is the strongest."
"Eight consecutive matches on the bronze ranking?"
Lu Ming muttered.
The five major sects of the Burning Sun Empire divided their disciples into bronze, silver, and gold ranks.
Similarly, every sect had a Bronze Ranking and a Silver Ranking.
The rules were exactly the same.
"Alright, I've told you everything you wanted me to say. Can you let me go now?"
The fat young man said.
"Let you go? When did I say I'd let you go? "
Lu Ming said coldly. Then, he thrust his spear and pierced the fat young man's heart.
"Eight consecutive matches on the bronze platform? I wonder how powerful the Shifang Sword Sect's eight consecutive matches are? "
Lu Ming's eyes flashed with a strong desire to fight.
Back then, he vomited blood after being punched by He Tie. He Tie was the Mystic Essence Sword Sect's eight consecutive matches on the bronze platform.
They both had eight consecutive matches on the bronze platform, but they belonged to two different sects. Their strength was not the same, but the difference was not too big either. Lu Ming's strength had improved greatly during this period, and it was a good time to test the results.
Then, Lu Ming devoured all the essence blood of the Shifang Sword Sect disciples and found a place to refine it.
As for the stone pickers, they had already fled like a swarm of bees when the Decimo Sword Sect disciples had been killed.
Two hours later, Lu Ming's True Qi had fully recovered and reached its peak.
Then, Lu Ming ran in the direction of the extinct volcano that the fat young man mentioned.
.....
In the depths of the central region of the Lingnan Fire Domain, near the inner region, there was a tall extinct volcano.
It was unknown when this volcano had stopped erupting, but the temperature around the extinct volcano was still shockingly high.
The ground was crimson red.
A few thousand meters away from the extinct volcano, there were more than twenty young men. Needless to say, they were all disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect.
More than thirty stone pickers were surrounded by the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect.
More than thirty stone pickers were huddled together, their faces filled with fear as they trembled.
"Young heroes of Shifang Sword Sect, I beg of you. It's really dangerous there. You want us to explore the way, that's just sending us to our deaths. I have parents and children to take care of. I beg of you to let me go back."
A burly man in his fifties kept bowing and begging.
Whoosh!
With a flash of a sword, the burly man's head flew up high.
"So noisy. You want to leave? I'll send you on your way now."
A disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect said coldly as he sheathed his sword.
The other stone pickers kept quiet out of fear, not daring to speak anymore. However, the look of despair on their faces was even more intense.
"You, hurry up and scout. If you're lucky enough to make it, you can still keep your life."
A disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect pointed at a dark-skinned burly man.
The burly man's eyes were filled with despair as his body trembled non-stop.
"If you don't want to go, then die now!"
The disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect said coldly.
"I'll go, I'll go!"
The burly man said in a trembling voice.
Then, he walked out while trembling all over.
If he went out to scout, there might be a way out. If he didn't go, he would die.
The burly man should have cultivated martial arts, but he had not awakened his bloodline. He was only a first-grade Martial Warrior.
He walked forward carefully, and soon, he had walked more than two hundred meters.
Whoosh. Suddenly, a stream of lava rushed out from the ground and drowned the burly man.
The burly man screamed and turned into a ball of fire. In a few breaths, he was turned into a pile of charcoal.
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