Fantasy: Start Rewarding 100 Consecutive Draws

About five miles away from Lu Chuan, a group of people were approaching quickly.

Masked in black, but not sneaky, but aboveboard.

"Boss, Lu Chuan's breath circled around, and then turned back."

A thin man took out a tracing talisman and said to the leader next to him after using it.

Low-level talisman seals such as tracing talismans are very common, and the method of using them is naturally no secret.

As long as one marrow refining pill is needed, it can be used even if there is no spiritual energy accumulated in the body.

"Did you turn back?"

The boss murmured, as if thinking of something, his expression instantly became ferocious.

"Be alert immediately!"

"ah!"

Before the boss could finish his words, shrill screams sounded around him.

It was approaching dusk at this time, and there were some trees and weeds around, which affected the sight to a certain extent.

Therefore, everyone only heard the screams, but did not see the figure of the attacker.

"over there!"

The screams continued one after another, and when the fourth person's cry sounded, someone with sharp eyes finally saw the attacker.

Not sure if it was a person or something else. It is short in stature and long in body, like a human lying on its stomach or lying down.

His speed was so fast that every time he moved, someone's legs were chopped off.

"What the hell is it?"

The thin man who used the talisman to find Lu Chuan screamed, and then felt a sharp pain in his knee, and fell down uncontrollably.

"My legs... ah... my legs..."

The thin man let out a shrill scream, but no one around him came to his rescue, not even looking at him.

It's almost impossible to save my own life, so I don't have the heart to care about others.

In less than ten breaths, half of a group of twenty-four people was destroyed.

None of these people died, but their legs were cut off by sharp weapons.

But judging by the speed at which their legs spurt blood, if they don't get effective treatment, they will die here in at most a cup of tea.

"Everyone move closer!"

As the leader of this group of people, the boss quickly responded.

Everyone is leaning together, and there are people staring in all directions. In this case, it is possible to effectively defend against attacks from all directions.

Unless the other party comes from the sky, or underground.

"You are very smart, but a mere eighth-level cultivation in the marrow refining stage is useless."

A faint voice appeared from the darkness, everyone looked up and found that it was a man without pants.

"who are you?"

The boss was holding a big knife and staring at Lu Chuan with his eyes fixed on him.

"You don't know me?"

Lu Chuan was a little puzzled. These people were so murderous that they didn't know him?

"My name is Lu Chuan! Have you heard of it?"

"Lu Chuan? Are you Lu Chuan?"

A look of surprise appeared on the boss's face, as if he didn't expect that the attacker would be Lu Chuan.

"It looks like it's really aimed at me."

Lu Chuan nodded, "You don't need to say anything, you will know everything when you are beaten to death."

When the words fell to the ground, Lu Chuan suddenly lowered his figure, facing the boss with a sliding shovel.

"Damn it!"

Lu Chuan's move made the boss a little confused, but it will not affect the power of this move in the slightest.

The boss didn't dare to be careless, his waist sank, and the big knife in his hand met Lu Chuan fiercely.

laugh!

The voice is muffled, as if cut on tattered leather.

The top-rank ordinary soldier-level long knife in the boss's hand broke into two pieces like tofu. At the same time, a blood line connected the boss' waist, hips and shoulders, cutting him in two.

"how come……"

laugh!

[Kill a monk in the refining stage, and the progress will increase by 85 points! 】

As Lu Chuan's Qingfeng sword stabbed down, the monk on the eighth floor of the marrow refining stage died tragically on the spot.

"That's it? Want to kill me? You deserve it too? What!"

After staying with the troll system for a long time, Lu Chuan also has a deep sense of sarcasm.

In just a few words, one of the remaining popular Buddhas was born and the other two ascended to heaven.

If it wasn't for being frightened by Lu Chuan's neatness when he killed the boss, I'm afraid these people would have rushed up to fight in groups.

But they were afraid, but Lu Chuan was not afraid.

A dozen cripples whose legs had been cut off were enough to obtain useful information by interrogating them.

"Wind Thunder Sword!"

"Wind Thunder Sword!"

"Wind Thunder Sword!"

Taking advantage of the night to sneak attack with the sliding shovel, and then finishing with the wind and thunder sword, the process was as expected and simple.

The advantages brought by the top-ranked exercises of the heaven rank are extremely huge, which can completely make Lu Chuan crush all the monks in the marrow refining stage.

Coupled with the mid-grade Qingfeng sword, even if the monks from the ninth floor of the condensing stage came, Lu Chuan would have the strength to fight.

"Say, who are you? Why are you hunting me down?"

Lu Chuan stepped on a monk's broken leg, and he screamed wildly in pain.

"I...I...I would rather die..."

"Then you go to die!"

Lu Chuan snorted coldly, and stabbed him to death with a sword.

There are a total of twelve disabled monks, one more than him is not too many, and one less than him is not too many.

Lu Chuan's cruelty was seen by everyone, and the faces of those who had planned to die with stubborn mouths changed wildly, and there was already regret in their hearts.

"Say, who are you? Why are you hunting me down?"

The same sentence, the same person, but represent different meanings.

Lu Chuan will not tolerate them because they do not tell the truth, and will only kill them without hesitation.

"I said... I said... yes..."

"I can't say it! If you say it, he will definitely kill you!"

Just as the person at the foot was about to say something, another person not far away roared.

The ferocious expression, the vicious gaze, it's just... looking for death...

puff!

Half of the blade flew up into the air, directly carrying the head of the person who shouted.

[Killing a cultivator at the refining stage, the progress will increase by 53 points! 】

"Okay, now we can talk!"

"We are a hunting party, as long as you give us money, we..."

puff!

"Next!"

Kicking the head of this cultivator at the marrow refinement stage with one kick, Lu Chuan looked coldly at a cultivator with a broken leg beside him.

Not being able to tell useful information is equivalent to being useless, and if it is useless, it will die directly.

"We really..."

puff!

"Next!"

After five people died in a row, the monk who was named again finally collapsed.

Lu Chuan put too much pressure on him, he was indifferent and cruel, he would kill him if he said a word wrong, and he would die if he didn't get the information he wanted in half a sentence.

"Don't kill me yet, I'll tell you everything I know!"

This person spoke extremely fast, obviously afraid that Lu Chuan would strike if he disagreed with him.

"We don't have to lie, it's really a hunting team. But I overheard the conversation between the boss and the employer, that person seems to be surnamed Lu..."

Combine three sentences into two sentences, and then finish speaking in one sentence. If this person is going to be the host, he must be the new Kuaizui.