Meanwhile.

Fang Ping raised his eyes and muttered, "What about people?"

"All running so fast?"

"The big lion really let me go with the Erpin team?"

"What is this? deliberately not letting me follow?"

Fang Ping muttered for a while, and looked around, except for grass, it was still grass.

No one would burn them, and no one would have the luxury of burning these weeds with energy stones.

Overhead, the huge energy sun is still hanging high.

Glancing behind him, Fang Ping muttered, "Go back now?"

Just now he left majestically, and now when he goes back, others will not believe that he did not catch up with the big lion, but will only think that he is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Am I shameless?

Fang Ping scolded in his heart, I also want to have a good face, can I go back now?

"The big lion said to go to the 30-kilometer limit radiation zone, I just walked a few kilometers, right? plus I was in the 10-kilometer safety zone before......"

Fang Ping calculated for a while, after walking more than ten kilometers, he should be able to reach the outside of the extreme radiation area.

Big lions, they should all be over there, right?

Looking ahead, Fang Ping didn't hesitate any longer and continued to hurry.

......

At this moment, a few kilometers away from Fangping.

"Didn't keep up?"

Tang Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and he snorted lightly in his heart, since he is willing to stay in the team of the second grade, then it is good to stay there!

"Speed up, get to your destination before dark, and then we won't go back to the city and sleep in the open!"

"Yes!"

The students sped up one after another, and Zhang Ziwei snorted in a low voice while hurrying: "I didn't come, this guy is really greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Yu Xianghua frowned slightly and said, "Don't say that, he may have his own ideas......

"Let him ......" Zhang Ziwei quickened her pace and said lightly: "If he is like this, he will never be able to become a real powerhouse!"

originally thought that Fang Ping was Xie Lei's fierce rival, but now, just 30 kilometers away, Fang Ping pushed and shoved, even after Tang Feng said so much, he still chose to stay in the team of second-grade martial artists, which made Zhang Ziwei feel that he really overestimated Fang Ping.

The others didn't say anything, Fang Ping didn't come, and it was indeed beyond everyone's expectations, although Tang Feng said that, he could stay in the second-grade team.

But everyone could hear that it was deliberately provoking him, but Fang Ping really stayed, which was unexpected.

......

Under the rush with all his strength, Fang Ping's speed was extremely fast, even if he didn't consume qi and blood, his physique had been transformed once in the Sanpin High Stage, and he was much stronger than ordinary martial artists.

Cutting off the weeds in front of him with a knife, Fang Ping looked around, and said angrily: "Bastard, what do you mean!"

He's been extremely fast, but he still hasn't been able to catch up with the team, and now he's probably almost 30 kilometers away, right?

Ahead, Fang Ping had already discovered some remnants of the battle.

The weeds were scattered, and there was even a faint glow of blood in the dirt.

"This is a meat grinder?"

Fang Ping muttered, during class, the teacher introduced that 30 kilometers away from the city, it was known as a meat grinder.

Here, the human warriors and the warriors of Tianmen City often clashed, and the two sides fought constantly.

After so many years, the warriors on both sides who have died on this land have already exceeded tens of thousands.

Tens of thousands of warriors, not ordinary people, an army formed by tens of thousands of warriors, combined with high-grade and strong people, is enough to annihilate an ordinary army of one million people.

"I haven't encountered a ...... when I got to the meat grinder. Don't...... Got a little off track?"

Fang Ping asked himself uncertainly, after all, there was no direct avenue, and there were only trails that some people stepped on in the wilderness, and martial artists rarely took a fixed path.

The trail that Fang Ping had just walked was not walked many times, and he also saw Tang Feng and them walking this path, so he chased after them along the path that was not very clear.

"Did they change course?"

Fang Ping wasn't too sure, "Then what should I do now?"

Fang Ping had a headache, it was deserted, and there weren't many people in Tang Feng, once he changed his route, where would he find someone?

It is said that it is a meat grinder 30 kilometers away, but this is a straight-line distance, and the meat grinder is only a general term, with a wide range of horizontal radiation, and a span of hundreds of miles is the range of the meat grinder.

The cave is vast and sparsely populated, and there is no human population within a radius of dozens of kilometers, which is too sparse and ordinary.

"Or ...... Go back to Hope City first?"

Fang Ping weighed it in his heart, "Or do you want to kill a few cave warriors first and then go back?" lest those guys think they're cats up?"

They have already arrived at the meat grinder, so they just go back directly, empty-handed, and they can't say anything.

On the side of the meat grinder, it is the activity area of middle and low-grade martial artists, and there are few five or six grades.

"As long as you don't encounter the pinnacle of the six grades of the big lion...... You can't run away......"

"Okay, kill a few third-grade peaks and then go back, and let those bastards know that I have killed more third-grade peaks than they have ever seen!"

......

Entering the range of the meat grinder, the grass and trees here are sparse a lot, and the perennial warrior battles have caused the meat grinder to be like a bald man, and you can often see some bare pits.

Fang Ping relaxed his steps, concentrated his energy, and paid attention to his surroundings.

Before in the big team, two middle-grade tutors followed, nearly 100 students, and it was okay to be careless.

Now that he's alone, the danger is much higher.

"Who?"

Fang Ping suddenly snorted softly, raising his knife to slash.

After waiting for a while, there was silence around, Fang Ping put down the long knife, and didn't come out, it should be that no one was there.

"Can the cave warriors understand what I'm saying?"

"It should be okay, just one word......"

The surrounding area was too quiet, which made Fang Ping a little uneasy, so he had to comfort himself a few words to reduce this sense of unease.

After looking around vigilantly for more than ten minutes, Fang Ping didn't see a single ghost, and he was immediately very depressed.

"Why don't you go back first?"

Fang Ping looked around, and felt a little impulsive to go back.

When you are alone in the wild, you will still face the enemy at any time, and your spirit is tense and uncomfortable.

Just when Fang Ping's thoughts rose and he relaxed his vigilance slightly, a light and shadow suddenly flashed in the grass on the left!

The next moment, Fang Ping's hairs stood up and hurriedly retreated!

"Poof!"

A faint sound of flesh cracking, Fang Ping's pupils shrank sharply, his feet accelerated, and he quickly retreated!

And the person who attacked in the grass also caught up quickly, but the speed was not as good as Fang Ping, seeing that Fang Ping withdrew from the attack range, the long-haired man who walked out of the grass flashed a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, and then quickly burrowed into the grass and disappeared in an instant.

Fang Ping's heart palpitated, and he touched his throat, his hands were a little damp and bleeding.

The other party swooped, and a sword almost pierced his throat.

The throat is also one of the Achilles' heels for the lower third-rank martial artists.

Cold sweat slipped down Fang Ping's head, and then he was furious, the other party should not have reached the third grade high level, and almost killed himself with a sword!

"I want to run!"

Fang Ping was angry in his heart, and the next moment, he quickly chased into the grass.

As soon as he entered the grass, the sword flashed again!

The other party didn't run, he was waiting for Fang Ping!

Fang Ping didn't panic this time, tilted his head slightly, and instantly avoided the tip of the opponent's sword, and the next moment, Fang Ping didn't look at where the person was, the long knife slashed down like thunder in the direction of the qi and blood sensed by his spiritual power!

"Poof!"

With a muffled sound, the long knife entered the flesh, and the weeds in front of the square plane broke one after another, and the blade of the knife also split the man behind the grass in half.

"Made, I really don't think I can sense you?"

Fang Ping scolded, he was not prepared enough, and the other party had reined in his qi and blood, so he was successfully attacked.

But since the spiritual power has broken through the 500 hertz mark, although it has not yet been able to officially suppress the enemy, it can be slightly diffused, and the spiritual power has a strong sense of energy particles, and the power of qi and blood is actually the embodiment of energy particles.

The other party and Fang Ping were so close, no matter how well the qi and blood converged, in Fang Ping's eyes, they were as bright as fireflies in the night.

With a single sword, Fang Ping cut off all the weeds around him, adding a bald spot to the meat grinder.

Having reserved space for himself to dodge, Fang Ping stepped forward to check on the person who had just been hacked to death.

......

The long hair of the shawl, which should have been tied up before, had been scattered all over the ground at this moment, Fang Ping burst out with a knife, and it was difficult for martial artists below the third rank to match, and the other party's head had already become two halves.

"Brunette ......"

Fang Ping half-squatted and observed, "It's about the same as a human...... No, it's about the same as Asians. ”

The corpse lying on the ground, with black hair and yellow skin, was probably between 25 and 30 years old.

"The strength of the first stage of the three products...... The courage is not small, and he actually sneaked into the three-grade high-level ......"

Of course, the other party may not have seen Fang Ping's strength, Fang Ping looked young, not as experienced as those martial artists who often entered the cave, and looked like a chick, which was the main reason why the other party attacked him.

Fang Ping looked over the other party's body, found a small cloth bag, and threw it aside, not in a hurry to check it.

The cloth bag and the long sword in the other party's hand were his seizures this time.

Fang Ping checked the other party's clothes and boots again, the clothes seemed to be ordinary cloth clothes, but the boots were leather, I don't know what kind of creature's skin, this Fang Ping couldn't tell the difference.

Reaching out and tearing it hard, the leather boots were torn by Fang Ping.

"It's not made of mid-to-high-grade biological fur, it's a pity. ”

Fang Ping shook his head slightly, threw his boots aside, and after thinking about it, Fang Ping picked up the torn clothes, checked them again, and soon, at the original chest position, Fang Ping found a badge the size of a coin.

"The Order of the Three Ranks. ”

Fang Ping stared at the golden medal in front of him, the front of the medal was printed with three long swords, one of which was a long sword, it was more appropriate to say that it was a dagger, which meant that the other party was a swordsman in the early stage of the third rank.

On the back, there is a brooch worn and a plant printed with an unrecognizable shape.

However, Fang Ping knew that this was the "Tianmen Tree".

"Tianmen Tree" is also the emblem of Tianmen City, in Tianmen City, the old professor in class said that there is a giant tree up to 100 meters high, which is called "Tianmen Tree" by humans.

The Warrior Medal is also a symbol of the warriors of the Cave, and most warriors will wear this rank medal.

"The warrior of Tianmen City...... The strength of the early stage of the third grade should be an idle martial artist. ”

Fang Ping made a judgment, it was very simple to distinguish whether it was an idle martial artist or a martial artist in the army of Tianmen City.

Almost all the warriors in the army use weapons of a unified standard, and Fang Ping had seen the standard swords of those military warriors in the research institute before, which were different from those used by the person in front of him.

Moreover, the military warriors, the strong hunt alone, the weak are all formed, and the initial stage of the three products can only be said to be average, and the military warriors rarely appear alone.

"An idle martial artist, the first stage of the third grade, almost killed me ......"

Fang Ping's eyes flickered, the other party's strength was far inferior to him, and the gap was huge.

I was careful enough, but I was still not vigilant enough, and I was almost attacked and killed.

Touching his throat, the wound had stopped bleeding and was healing rapidly, but Fang Ping still had some palpitations.

"Be careful, be careful, be more careful!"

Three "careful" in a row made Fang Ping more and more vigilant, and his spiritual power began to condense into silk, diffusing around his body.

Picking up the other party's Yangtze River, Fang Ping knocked on it and pinched it hard, "The degree of E-grade alloy, poor ghost!"

The weapons used by the warriors of the cave are not the kind of alloy of humans, but to judge the strength of the weapon, humans prefer to use their own rating to calculate.

In places like the Military Department and Wuhan University, the recovery of cave weapons will only be recycled according to two-thirds of the price of the alloy grade.

In fact, many of the weapons of the cave warriors are made of raw ore, and the government buys them back, adds other metals, and one cave weapon may eventually be able to create three alloy weapons of the same strength.

It is also an important source of raw materials for weapons manufacturing companies to manufacture alloys.

After weighing the long sword, it was not too heavy, at most it was only five or six catties, and it was sold to the military department or other departments for five or six hundred thousand yuan to die.

Killing a third-grade martial artist, if this is the only gain, it can't be smaller.

There is no additional reward for killing a warrior in the cave, only the capture.

Of course, it is not absolute, sometimes the military department will issue some tasks, such as how many low-grade martial artists to hunt, how many middle-grade martial artists, and will also give certain additional rewards, mainly to encourage everyone to kill more cave warriors.

Fang Ping opened the small cloth bag again, and there were very few things inside.

A bit of dry food like a steamed bun, a piece of energy stone with a rough surface, and a piece of ...... No, a cultivation energy stone that is slightly larger than a grain of rice.

"Cultivating energy stones, replenishing qi and blood?"

Fang Ping judged it and died by 1 gram.

On the other hand, the basic energy stone is about 10 grams.

"1 gram of cultivation energy stone, worth 30 credits, 900,000, not cheap, plus 10 grams of basic energy stone, I don't know how high the purity is, I'm afraid it's the lowest kind, 10 credits, 300,000. ”

After thinking about it, this time he killed this third-rank early stage martial artist, and the harvest was less than 2 million.

Fang Ping is a third-rank high-rank martial artist, so he can kill easily, and other third-rank martial artists may not be, maybe the first sword will be killed.

A third-grade martial artist, risking his life, killed his opponent, and gained less than 2 million, which is not much.

"People are dead, and things have been seized by me, why hasn't the value of wealth increased?"

Fang Ping glanced at his wealth and frowned slightly.

Before entering the cave, his wealth value reached more than 80 million, and during this time, some were consumed, and now there are 79 million.

After seizure, the value of wealth does not increase, which is not the same as before.

Before doing tasks, unless the rewards were calculated after the credits were collected, the other pills and weapons were seized and distributed to Fang Ping, even if Fang Ping's wealth was counted.

Now that the other party is dead, why isn't it his?

"It doesn't count as my wealth, which means these things...... Not yet my ......."

Thinking of this, Fang Ping's pupils suddenly shrank, and the next moment, Fang Ping jumped up in the air and fled backwards like lightning!

And at the moment when Fang Ping jumped up and ran away, a sound of breaking the air sounded in the place where Fang Ping had just stayed!

"Kagu ......"

In the grass, there was an angry roar, and Fang Ping didn't know if the other party was shouting at the dead person, or scolding, such as "death" or something like that, he hadn't learned this either, and no one had taught it, of course, it didn't matter at the moment.

When he thought that the system judged that these belongings did not belong to him, Fang Ping knew that there was danger!

The system is relatively pitiful, unless something is sure to be yours, it is your wealth value.

Once you are unsure, that does not increase.

Just like when he caught Huang Bin, those belongings may not belong to him, so he didn't increase any wealth value.

When Wang Jinyang finished sharing the spoils with him, he increased his wealth.

At this moment, Fang Ping realized that there might be cave warriors around, and their strength was not weak, if it was too weak, with the systematic urine nature, he might not be able to calculate it.

"The system can be used as an early warning ......"

When Fang Ping fled, such a thought couldn't help but appear in his mind.

This function,I used to feel like a cheating daddy.,Now that I think about it.,It seems to be good.。

As for the aura that was chasing behind him, Fang Ping's qi and blood sensed it, it was much stronger than himself, it should be a fourth-grade martial artist.

His qi and blood are already as high as 999 calories, and it is difficult for a third-grade martial artist, even if he is a peak martial artist, to break through this limit, the opponent's qi and blood are higher than his own, and nine out of nine are fourth-grade, maybe higher.

Of course, the possibility of four grades is greater, and the five or six grades, or Tang Feng's kind, will catch up with him in the blink of an eye.

Fang Ping turned his head to look as he fled.

More than ten meters behind him, a male warrior in the cave wearing leather armor and holding a long knife stared at Fang Ping with a thick chill on his face.

The other party was in hot pursuit, and he didn't even care about the corpse of the dead warrior.

"I'm ...... lucky"

Fang Ping had never fought with a mid-grade martial artist, and he didn't dare to fight the other party rashly, so he could only run away.

In the meat grinding field, although there are often middle-grade martial artists fighting, but middle-grade martial artists are not cabbage, compared to such a large place, it is still difficult to encounter, and the lower three martial artists are the majority.

Fang Ping didn't expect that when he first came here, he met a middle-grade martial artist, which was unlucky.

"The big lion guy, if you want me to do the task alone, I can meet Zhongpin casually, it's too dangerous!"

Fang Ping scolded in his heart, during class, the teacher also said that middle-grade martial artists are the backbone of caves and human beings, and they are rarely seen in ordinary times, and most of them are encountered in the wild.

But now?

Before, there were a bunch of Chinese products over there in Juntun, and now I walk around casually and meet another one, which is rare?

It's called being visible everywhere, okay?

"How did those martial artists in the early stage of the third rank survive before?"

Fang Ping was depressed, it was so dangerous, wouldn't a third-rank early stage martial artist die if he came in?

......

Just when Fang Ping was being pursued, he deviated from his left direction more than ten kilometers.

Tang Feng frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Is Tianmen City going to make a big move? There are more mid-grade martial artists than before. ”

Saying that, Tang Feng said again: "When you encounter a middle-grade martial artist, don't panic too much, our martial artists, there are also middle-grade martial artists who are hunting, you can run back for help, the probability of encountering our middle-grade martial artists is very high, and the other party does not dare to chase it all the time."

Remember, when you encounter a mid-grade martial artist, don't run deeper again, because the appearance of the opponent's mid-grade means that the probability of our mid-grade martial artist appearing in front is not large, and the deeper you go, the more strong people in Tianmen City, don't run away indiscriminately. ”

Everyone nodded one after another, and everyone still understands this truth.

What's more, the closer you get to Tianmen City, of course you have to run back, and you don't need to be told to understand this.