Fantasy: Start Rewarding 100 Consecutive Draws

A group of people were approaching quickly about five miles from Luchuan.

Masked in black, but not sneaky, but upright.

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

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

The low-level seal of tracer is very common, and the method of use is naturally not a secret.

As long as a marrow pill, it can be used even if there is no aura in the body.

"Go back?"

The boss murmured, as if he was thinking of something, his expression instantly became hideous.

"Be alert now!"

"what!"

Before the boss had finished speaking, screams screamed from the surroundings.

At this time, dusk was approaching, and there were trees and weeds all around, and the sight was affected to a certain extent.

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

"over there!"

The screams continued, and when the fourth person screamed, he finally saw the attacker sharply.

I don't know if it is a person or something else. The head is very short and the body is very long, like a human lying on his stomach or lying down.

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

"What the **** is it?"

The thin man who used Fu Zhuan to look for Lu Chuan screamed, and then he felt a sharp pain in his knee, and he fell down uncontrollably.

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

The thin man let out a scream, but no one around him rescued him, and he didn't even look at it.

My own life is almost impossible to save, so there is no need to care about others.

In less than ten breaths, a group of twenty-four people lost half of it.

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

However, depending on the speed at which their legs spurt blood, if they can't get effective treatment, at most one cup of tea will have to die here.

"Everyone get closer!"

As the leader of this group, the boss quickly reacted.

Everyone leaned together, and there were people staring in all directions. In this case, it can effectively prevent attacks from all sides.

Unless the other party comes from the sky or underground.

"You are very smart, but the eighth level of cultivation in the mere 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, his eyes fixed on Lu Chuan.

"You don't know me?"

Lu Chuan was a little puzzled. These people were so murderous that they didn't even 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 was really directed at me."

Lu Chuan nodded, "You don't need to say anything. When it will beat you to death, you will know everything."

When the voice fell to the ground, Lu Chuan's figure fell sharply, facing the boss as a sliding shovel.

"Damn it!"

Lu Chuan's tricks made the boss a little confused, but it didn't affect the power of this trick in the least.

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

laugh!

The sound was dull, as if it had been cut on torn leather.

The boss's high-grade ordinary soldier-level long knife was cut into two pieces like tofu. At the same time, a blood line connected the boss's waist and shoulders, cutting him into two.

"how come……"

laugh!

[Kill the cultivator in the marrow-refining period, the progress increases by 85 points! 】

As Lu Chuan's Qingfeng Sword plunged, the eighth-floor monk of this marrow refining period immediately died on the spot.

"That's it? Want to kill me? You are also worthy? What!"

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

In just a few words, the remaining few popular Buddhas were born and the second Buddhas ascended to heaven.

If it weren't for the cleanliness when Lu Chuan killed the boss, I'm afraid these people would have rushed to fight.

But they are afraid, Lu Chuan is not afraid.

A dozen crippled legs with severed legs are enough to interrogate useful information.

"Wind Thunder Sword!"

"Wind Thunder Sword!"

"Wind Thunder Sword!"

Taking advantage of the darkness, he used a sliding shovel to sneak attack, and then ended it with a wind thunder sword, the process was not unexpectedly simple.

The superiority brought by the high-ranking techniques of the heavenly ranks is extremely huge, and it can completely allow Lu Chuan to crush all the monks in the marrow-refining period.

Coupled with the mid-grade Qingfeng sword, even if the cultivator of the 9th floor of the condensing stage comes, Lu Chuan has the power to fight.

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

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

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

"Then you go to die!"

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

There are a total of twelve disabled monks, no more than one, and no less than one.

The cruelty of Lu Chuan was seen by everyone, and the faces of the few guys who had planned to die with hard-mouthed lips changed wildly, and there was already regret in their hearts.

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

The same sentence and the same person represent different meanings.

Lu Chuan will not tolerate them at all because they don't tell the truth, and will only kill without hesitation.

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

"Can't say! You said he will definitely kill you!"

Just when the person at his feet was about to speak out, another person not far away roared.

The hideous expression and vicious look, it's almost...finding death...

puff!

Half of the blade flew up in the air, flying directly with the head of the speaker.

[Killing the cultivator in the marrow-refining period, the progress increases by 53 points! 】

"Okay, now I can say it!"

"We are a hunting team, as long as we give money, we..."

puff!

"next!"

One kick kicked the head of the cultivating cultivator, Lu Chuan's eyes were cold, and he looked at a cultivator with a broken leg nearby.

If you can’t tell useful information, you’ll be useless.

"We really..."

puff!

"next!"

After five consecutive deaths, the monk who was named again finally collapsed.

Lu Chuan put him under too much pressure, indifferent and cruel, he would kill him if he said something wrong, and he would die without the information he wanted.

"Don't kill me first, I will tell you what I know!"

This person spoke extremely fast, obviously afraid that Lu Chuan would act if he didn't agree with him.

"We don't have to lie, it's really a hunting team. But I eavesdropped on what the boss said to the employer. That person seems to have the surname Lu..."

Make two sentences in three sentences, and then finish them in one sentence. If this person were to be the host, he would definitely be a new quick mouth.