Proficiency Panel Right At The Beginning

Lu Ren didn't hesitate anymore, put the long sword back into its sheath, strode forward, met the old man's shy smile, and smashed his fists like raindrops.

Whoosh! !

For a full three seconds, the old man was directly suspended in mid-air by Lu Ren's fist, and then blasted ten meters away by the last punch.

At this moment, the skin all over his body was broken, revealing his true face, and the old man looked up at Lu Ren with difficulty.

"Unexpectedly, your boxing skills... are even more powerful than your sword skills, my old Xu..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Ren crushed Lao Xu's head with one foot, and there was no more sound after that.

"Ding, you step on the ground and trample Lao Xu to death, your proficiency in Feng Falcon Fist +1"

If he guessed correctly, this old Xu should be an existence like an earth-bound spirit. Although he is still conscious, he still stays at the moment before he was alive.

Lu Ren looked back at the sunny town, the sun was already setting, and if it was night, this place might turn into a ghost in an instant.

He left here without looking back, and just when he was about to lose sight of the town, Lu Ren couldn't help but look back, and was shocked in his heart.

However, at some point, a large group of people stood indistinctly and silently on the edge of the town, all of them looked at him expressionlessly, their eyes fixed on him without blinking.

This creepy feeling is palpitating.

"Ding. Because you were frightened, your mental proficiency is passively +1"

Ma De, the proficiency of practicing the Ruthless Sword Meditation method has not increased so fast!

Leaving the town quickly, Lu Ren found another direction and rushed to the plain on the other side. Two hours later, the sky had gradually darkened.

Lu Ren didn't dare to go any further. He took the heavy alloy sword goose style and found a slightly raised earthen hill. After quickly digging a hole big enough to accommodate three people, he found some firewood and put it there. Lu Ren struggled to move one. The big stone blocked the entrance of the cave, only revealing a few ventilation holes.

After doing all this, it was completely dark, and Lu Ren felt a little relieved in his heart.

He touched the bag on his buttocks. There were a lot of high-concentration nutritional pills in it, enough for him to last for a month, and there was still some leftover. He had to find a way to solve the water source problem as soon as possible.

Lu Ren thought about it for a while, and finally sat down cross-legged and practiced the ruthless sword.

This ruthless sword visualization method has formed a skill, and now all he needs to do is to keep drawing the wooden sword to increase the skill proficiency. With the improvement of the skill proficiency, the spiritual attribute is also slowly increasing.

Moreover, Lu Ren also found that as he continued to visualize and his skill proficiency continued to improve, his mental will became more and more condensed, and the bonus brought by his high concentration allowed him to focus on boxing, or the practice efficiency of basic swordsmanship The improvement has improved a lot.

Lu Ren realized that Yan Zhenghua had really handed over a very powerful sword technique to him.

Unexpectedly, Yan Zhenghua, who usually looks lazy, with a wretched face and only pays attention to beautiful women, can create such a kung fu.

It seems that she was hurt deeply by a woman!

Time gradually passed, and the night outside the cave entrance became darker and darker.

Suddenly, faintly, a faint cry of killing came from Lu Ren's ear, and then the sound became louder and louder.

This made Lu Ren, who had been alert all along, open his eyes.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"This battle must be won!"

The sound of swords, guns and armor colliding, shouts of killing, and screams suddenly rang out.

Lu Ren's expression changed slightly when he heard that, isn't there a battlefield outside? !

Before he could think too much, the dense trampling sound made the dirt bag vibrate constantly, and finally he raised his head, his face sank, and a large amount of dirt buzzed down.

The soil bag collapsed!

When he dug out from the soil, before he could catch his breath, a spear suddenly stabbed at his head from behind.

Lu Ren tilted his head, looked sideways, and saw a soldier in armor with rotten flesh hanging from his skull, full of ferocity, roaring in his mouth.

choke!

Lu Ren withdrew his long sword expressionlessly, watching the headless corpse in front of him fall to the ground.

This place has become a battlefield!

The two armies are at war, fighting to the death, the battlefield of life and death!

The monstrous sound of killing and the tragic breath of someone falling down all the time made Lu Ren frowned.

If ordinary people came here, they might be frightened by the current battle, and if they couldn't survive even ten seconds, they would be torn apart by the soldiers and generals of the two sides.

Lu Ren's eyes froze, looking at the spears and swords attacking from all directions, Lu Ren drew out his swords.

His legs are slightly heavy, his waist is heavy and he sits between his hips. He has a pair of extremely powerful arms, abnormally wide and thick back muscles, shoulder and neck muscles, and under his arms that are full of muscles.

While swinging the two swords, relying on the sharpness of the blades, he unexpectedly cut off all the spears and broadswords he killed.

Condensed by the intent sword imitated in the ruthless sword, the speed, strength, and even the reaction consciousness of his sword have been significantly improved.

It's totally a passive skill.

Clang, clang! !

A series of sounds of metal and iron clashing sounded, Lu Ren relied on the power of the two swords, or the crushing of the ancient weapon smelting technology by the modern alloy smelting technology. Both handles were weapons made by modern cutting-edge smelting technology. If it was an accident, it would definitely be an extraordinary weapon in ancient times.

The magic weapon is first-class.

Lu Ren didn't hold back his hands at all, his swords were like shadows, his heavy sword followed the trend, and his Longquan light sword was as nimble as a swimming dragon.

Fortunately, these ghost soldiers would die after being severely injured.

He had to leave here, otherwise he would die of exhaustion in the long run.

The armored soldiers of the two sides spread all the way to the end of sight.

Sure enough, in response to that sentence, the number of people is boundless.

Just rush out!

Lu Ren's outlandish outfits are all about attracting the attention of soldiers from the two armies.

This battlefield is probably a ghost battlefield!

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On a hillside not far from the battlefield, two figures, one big and one small, covered with shrubs and grass, held something like a binocular, squinting one eye.

"Hey, that person, is he alive?! How did he appear?"

"I didn't know, it popped up all of a sudden, and I really dare to go in!"

The big man shook his head, and said in a calm voice: "It seems that there is no hope, this ancient battlefield will reproduce the great battle at night, such a person like this?!"

The big man suddenly exclaimed, his eyes widened, and disbelief appeared on his face.

The little man hurriedly said, "What's the matter?"

On the battlefield, a tall black figure was slashing through thorns and thorns. The two swords in his hands swung at high speed and turned into shadows of swords, constantly harvesting the lives of the soldiers on both sides.

When the sword is raised and the sword falls, a human head will fly high, or a piece of broken limbs will be set off.

The heavy wild goose style in his hand, this sword gave him the confidence to survive in this extremely complicated battlefield.

A violent gasp came from Lu Ren's mouth. In just five minutes, he consumed a lot of energy.