"Side Mission 2: Build a Detachment Force from Scratch [Current Mission Progress: Detachment Prototype, Beiluo Yiba]"

"Congratulations to the host for completing the creation of the prototype of the transcendent force 'Bai Yujing' and gaining 10 points of disposable attributes. ”

"Hint: The host, please make persistent efforts to build 'Bai Yujing' into a transcendent force, and it is estimated that you can obtain 1000 points of disposable attributes. ”

Ahead, the appearance of Ning Zhao Fenghua is peerless.

And in front of Lu Fan's eyes, the prompt words of the system suddenly popped up.

Mission...... New progress?"

Lu Fanmeiyu couldn't help but pick it up, and after reading it, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

This result made him a little surprised.

He originally thought that it was necessary to create a transcendent force that surpassed the entire hundred schools of thought that would have disposable attribute rewards, but he didn't expect that there would be a distinction in this task.

After all, with Lu Fan's current level of qi refining, it is a long way to go to create a force that is truly beyond the hundreds of schools of thought.

What really made Lu Fan's eyes shine was the prompt of the system.

If you really build "Bai Yujing" into a transcendent force, you can actually get 1,000 disposable attribute points and 1,000 disposable attribute points, which is 10,000 wisps of aura!

In other words, if he could obtain these attribute points, he would be able to step into the third layer of Qi refining at least.

However, Lu Fan quickly frowned.

Because, with such a comparison, he suddenly discovered the refining of qi...... It's so hard!

1 soul strength attribute, can only be exchanged for 10 wisps of aura.

In other words, 1000 attribute points can only allow him to step into the third layer of qi refining......

And if you want to refine 100 layers of qi, how many attribute points do you get?

He felt like he might be going crazy.

Therefore, Lu Fan also understood that relying solely on attribute points to improve the level of qi refining would definitely not work.

There are definitely other ways to improve the level of Qi refining.

For example, the preaching platform cultivates practitioners, raises the aura they refine, and so on.

It's just one way, and there may be other ways, it's just that he hasn't come across it yet.

You can even try refining your own gas.

Take back your mind.

Distance.

Ning Zhao dragged the figure over.

Her breath fluctuated slightly, and there was a hint of excitement on her pretty face.

"Childe, after the slave and maid finished arranging the matter of 'Bai Yujing', they rushed from the island in the middle of the lake to help the childe, and on the way here, they encountered this escaped sword swordsman......"

Lu Fan's gaze fell on the sword sect swordsman with a blue nose and swollen face.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

Nie Changqing, who was beside Lu Fan, was also a little speechless.

They all recognized it now, this swordsman...... Isn't it the Sword Sect Grandmaster who didn't run away from under their noses twice?

This Sword Sect Grandmaster did not participate in the battle, and every time he encountered them, he ran.

Lu Fan and Nie Changqing didn't bother to pay attention.

I thought that this guy had left North Los Angeles and flew away.

I never expected it......

This person was actually caught by Ning Zhao.

That's too miserable, isn't it?

Under the blue nose and swollen face, it seems to carry deep doubts about life.

"Well done......"

Lu Fan was also a little crying and laughing, but thanks to Ning Zhao, perhaps, because she captured this Sword Sect Grandmaster, she judged the completion of the side quest in advance.

"This swordsman sword box hides four swords, and it is the Six-Ringing Grandmaster...... How can you win?"

Beside Lu Fan, Nie Changqing was holding a pig-killing knife and spoke suspiciously.

Ning Zhao's strength, Nie Changqing knows, one ring of the grandmaster, the second stage of the Qi Pill.

Although there are two wisps of spiritual energy in his body, he is still alive against the Grandmaster of the Six Rings...... It's also a little untrue.

Lu Fan's face also showed curiosity.

Ning Zhaoxiu raised his hand lightly, pulled the green silk hanging on his forehead, pursed his red lips lightly, and laughed.

"At first, the slave maid was indeed no match for this swordsman, and there was a lot of danger, but ...... At the time of life and death, the slave maid's heart is like a mirror, but she accidentally realized it...... Spiritual pressure. ”

As soon as the spiritual pressure appeared, this Sword Sect Grandmaster lost his will to fight, and he wanted to escape, so the slave and maid seized the opportunity to ...... He was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and he was captured. ”

Spiritual pressure?

Nie Changqing was stunned.

Lu Fan's eyes lit up, looking at Ning Zhao with a little pride on his face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Come, let Childe feel your spiritual pressure. ”

Lu Fan stroked his palm lightly and said.

"Wow. ”

Ning Zhao threw down the swordsman Jing Yue, who had a blue nose and swollen face, and the aura in the Qi Pill was mobilized.

"Childe...... Offended. ”

The green silk flutters, and the white skirt staggers.

Rumble!

The next moment, between the intertwining of aura, there was a sense of depression that pressed towards Lu Fan.

The ground was dusty, Lu Fan's white robe was fluttering, and his hair was blown and fluttering.

Yi Yue's face turned pale instantly, and she felt as if her chest was pressed by a boulder, she couldn't breathe, and her slender legs trembled slightly.

Ni Yu is okay, she is carrying the spiritual pressure chessboard, facing the spiritual pressure, like a spring breeze, she is not affected at all.

"It's not bad, weak is weaker, at least the spiritual pressure is introduced, Sister Ning, the blood transfer technique you learned is also Dad's blood transfer technique, right?"

Lu Fan chuckled.

Ning Zhao did comprehend the spiritual pressure, but the spiritual pressure formed by the two wisps of spiritual energy could not be compared with Lu Fan's spiritual pressure at all.

However, in battle, it can be a weapon for victory.

Jing Yue, who has a blue nose and swollen face, is the best proof of this.

"Yes. ”

Ning Zhaoqi returned to the dantian, his pretty face was slightly ruddy, and he bowed down.

"Tomorrow, you come to Gongzi and I want to practice the Fa, and with the assistance of the Cultivation Fa, the power of spiritual pressure can be raised to a higher level. ”

Lu Fan Road.

"Thank you, childe. ”

Ning Zhaoqiao's face was happy.

Lu Fan didn't say anything anymore, his gaze moved sideways, and fell on Jing Yue, who got up from the ground and was about to sneak away.

In the Qi Dan, fifty wisps of spiritual energy are staggered and horizontal.

Rumble!

turned over and got up, wanting to run like a cunning rabbit Jing Yue.

Suddenly, the five bodies fell to the ground, the cheeks collided intimately with the ground, the bridge of the nose was almost crooked, and blood splattered out......

It's miserable.

Jing Yue felt the urge to cry......

He has been struggling for so long, and the only time he made a move, he was planted.

He just wanted to live...... Is it so hard?

Is the outside world already so dangerous?!

"Still running?"

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand, and tapped on the thin wool blanket covering his thighs with the other, and said lightly.

He dissipated the spiritual pressure.

Jing Yue stumbled up from the ground.

Ning Zhao had already come behind Lu Fan, his hand was on the handle of the wheelchair, and Yi Yue stepped aside, with palpitations on his face.

Nie Changqing held the pig-killing knife and looked at Jing Yue indifferently.

The moonlight is getting cooler.

Jing Yue wiped his nosebleed while looking at Lu Fan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, as warm as jade.

He knew that there were only two options available today.

Die, or fall.

As one of the Seven Heroes of the Sword Sect, how could he choose to surrender? That was an insult to the way of the sword, and that was a trampling on his own sword heart.

Smack!

After that, Jing Yue's legs weakened and knelt down.

Without the slightest hesitation, he knelt in front of Lu Fan.

"I ...... I surrendered and did not run. ”

Lu Fan was slightly stunned, didn't he say that swordsmen and the like were all strong and unyielding people?

This guy ...... Known as the grandmaster of the Sword Sect, why doesn't he have any integrity at all?

However, the other party's actions made Lu Fan's expression gradually meaningful.

Although Jing Yue's nose and face are swollen, he is very stylish.

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair and looked at Jing Yue lightly.

Looking at the other party's body, he trembled, and his face became more and more pale.

After a long time.

Lu Fancai's fingers tapped the wool blanket and opened his mouth indifferently.

"It's okay to surrender. ”

"Give me a reason not to kill you. ”

......

In the night of North Los Angeles, it is arrogant like a lion standing on the flat ground.

The trampling of horses' hooves exploded.

Three hundred horsemen galloped back from the plains.

Lu Changkong whipped his horsewhip fiercely, the horse neighed, and the horse rushed to the front.

The few remaining defenders stationed on the city wall saw Lu Changkong who was galloping back, and immediately excitedly sent a message.

The heavy gates were bolted up and the panels were wide open to the sides.

Lu Changkong had a cold face, looked at the scattered defenders on the city wall, and gritted his teeth.

With so many fewer defenders, something happened in the city.

He rushed into North Los Angeles with three hundred iron horsemen and a rickety national teacher car pulled by five horses.

And as soon as you enter the city, you can smell the slaughter and blood in the air.

Lu Changkong's heart......

Suddenly it sank.