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Chapter 9 Luban's Axe, there's something very strange!

Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Yan Ming stopped his figure with his sword drawn.

There is a little more weight in my luggage, which should be the dragon rope rewarded by the system.

In addition, as many as 300 repair points have been obtained, which is equivalent to signing in for one month in a row!

Sure enough, the harvest of killing the bandit leader is relatively high.

But now Yan Ming didn't have time to take a detailed inventory, so without delay, he stepped forward and came to Niu Wanshan.

A martial artist in the Qi and Blood Realm has a strong body and is full of Qi and blood. Even if an arm is broken, he is still not to be underestimated.

Before Niu Wanshan's frenzied inner strength calmed down, Yan Ming had already arrived in front of him, and unceremoniously stepped on him, firmly stomping him to the ground.

"Well!"

As expected of a gangster, even now, Niu Wanshan didn't cry out because of the pain, and gritted his teeth.

Yan Ming flipped his hand, and a small porcelain bottle appeared in his palm.

Before Niu Wanshan could see clearly, a little powder fell into his mouth and nose.

"what is this?"

Niu Wanshan was startled, but it was too late.

The powder has no taste and disappears as soon as it enters the mouth and nose, as if it never appeared.

But after a short while, Niu Wanshan clearly felt the internal force in his meridians calming down.

But it's not that the control has been restored, but it has weakened sharply!

what happened?

Regardless of the pain, Niu Wanshan desperately tried to mobilize his internal strength, but in vain.

In less than half a minute, Niu Wanshan's powerful internal force borne by the Qi and Blood Realm Level [-] Heaven disappeared without a trace like snow meeting the scorching sun!

A sense of familiarity and strangeness came over him, something Niu Wanshan had never experienced for many years.

It seemed to make him return to before practicing martial arts, and become an ordinary person without a trace of true energy and inner strength!

What followed was a sense of powerlessness at the mercy of others!
"Eagle Claw Sun! You, what did you eat for me?"

Niu Wanshan had never heard of this strange poison, and he thought that all his cultivation had been ruined for decades.

Yan Ming had already put away Shixiang Ruanjin.

"It's cheaper for you today, let you try this good thing first."

"Sun Yingclaw, if you have the guts to kill grandpa directly, what kind of hero would you be if you played the most indiscriminate moves... Ah!"

Before Niu Wanshan finished his harsh words, Yan Ming stepped on the wound on his severed arm.

Now that he didn't have the inner energy to protect his body, the pain suddenly increased several times, which was heart-piercing, and finally made him cry out.

"Don't worry, it's not that easy to want to die, but no matter how dare you speak rudely, this police officer has plenty of ways to make you shut up!"

After Yan Ming finished speaking, he checked to make sure that Niu Wanshan's internal energy had dissipated, so he was relieved.

In fact, Yan Ming could also destroy the other party, but when facing a heavenly martial artist with a second level of energy and blood, he dared not be careless, for fear that he would change if it was too late.

Just tried the efficacy of Shixiang Ruanjin Powder, and I was not disappointed!

Saving Niu Wanshan's life is also useful, and Yan Ming is also very interested in the information he knows, including the "fat sheep" mentioned earlier, and plans to go back and question him slowly.

After doing this, Yan Ming was also slightly out of breath.

Just now, his three times the Blood Prison Saber Technique was fully used, and coupled with the decisive victory, it really consumed a lot of energy, and the inner strength in his body was already reduced by half.

Pure Yang Promise Gong is running fast to replenish.

After this battle, Yan Ming also realized that although he was the winner, Niu Wanshan was obviously stronger.

Yan Ming's hard strength is at the peak of the three martial arts practitioners. Relying on strong internal strength, lightness kung fu and body skills, he can be invincible by simply avoiding the opponent's edge, but he cannot win.

Once the shot is made, the two sides will confront each other head-on, and the power of his own sword technique is comparable to that of a strong man in the Qi and blood realm, but his consumption has also increased suddenly!

If there is no pure Yang Wuji Gong, the top internal strength, the speed of internal energy consumption will be doubled.

Niu Wanshan underestimated the enemy at first, then got impatient and rushed to attack, resulting in loopholes, and then was defeated by his own full strength.

If the opponent knows the basics of himself, and then formulates a targeted combat strategy, it will be difficult for him to win.

It seems that the gap between realms cannot be ignored. Even if there is a superb martial arts, it needs a strong cultivation base to use it, otherwise it is a tree without roots.

Yan Ming thought to himself, his understanding of actual combat has deepened.

But he is not in a hurry, after this battle, he has collected a lot of cultivation points, and he will try to see if he can go further when he goes back.

Yan Ming thought about it, but turned his gaze to the only five bandits left.

The few people who were noisy just now are all dumbfounded now. They didn't expect the second leader to lose.

Being swept away by Yanming's gaze, Lingling immediately shivered.

"pull!"

Someone yelled and wanted to run away.

But their poor speed, in Yan Ming's eyes, was not enough.

"Shh!"

Yan Ming's figure floated over like a ghost, and then there were screams one after another.

[Kill a bandit, gain +25 cultivation points]

[Catch a bandit, gain +10 cultivation points]

[Capture a bandit, or your cultivation base +15]

……

When Yan Ming was dealing with one of them, the other bandit saw that he couldn't escape, so he took out a delicate crossbow from his bosom and pointed it at Yan Ming.

Accompanied by the slight movement of the machine, the arrows swished towards Yanming.

At this time Zhou Hu had already stood up from the ground, and whispered: "Be careful!"

Yan Ming's six senses had caught the thin crossbow arrows, and he turned around and swung his knife to block them.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The successive rebounds made Yan Ming's wrist tremble slightly.

"Ok?"

Yan Ming was also very surprised. His current strength can completely handle the strength of an ordinary crossbow.

What kind of crossbow is this?

Not only is it compact, it can fire continuously, but its strength and precision are extraordinary!

As soon as Yan Ming swung the crossbow, Zhou Hu stepped forward, grabbed the bandit's head from behind with his big hand, swung it round and hit the ground heavily.

The bandit's skull cracked and he died instantly.

A moment later, three of the five bandits died and two were disabled.

Yan Ming intends to save some life, just like Niu Wanshan, it also has other uses.

After finishing all this, Yan Ming came over and picked up the delicate crossbow next to the bandit's corpse.

Taking a closer look, I saw that the structure of this small crossbow was very delicate, and its appearance was still shining with silver light, which was completely different from the crossbows I had seen in the arsenal of the county government.

Turn it over, and there are small characters engraved on the back of the crossbow.

"Luban's Ax Gate"

"Zhu stop"

"Guards go straight to the army, Fen Wu Battalion"

A series of words came into view, making Yan Ming's expression condense.

The meaning of these words is easy to guess.

Luban Shenfumen Zhu Ting is the maker.

Zhu stop!

The name Yan Ming is very familiar, this is a character in Gu Long's martial arts world, and he is a close friend with the four-browed Lu Xiaofeng.

And Zhu Ting himself is also very capable, just like the nickname "Miaoshou Boss", it is said that he has the most dexterous hands in the world and can make all kinds of magical things.

For example, the mother board of the Datong banknotes circulating in the territory of the Ming Dynasty was made by him, and no one in the world can imitate it.

This special crossbow was also made by Zhu Ting, the master of Luban?

And the Shangzhi army of the guards is even more extraordinary, they are the imperial guards, and Fenwu is one of them, and they should be the users of crossbows.

This matter is very serious!

Why did the weapons of the Fenwu Camp appear in the hands of the bandits in Heifengzhai?

It stands to reason that this is the weapon of the imperial city's elite troops, and it must be strictly controlled!

Yan Ming keenly sensed the unusualness in it!
This matter is very strange!

(End of this chapter)