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The six people besieged him, and Lu Xiaoman was not stunned at all, the mental method was running and the spiritual power erupted, and the sword moves were round and the footwork was flexible, like a fluttering flame in and out of the encirclement formed by the six people, the more the rhythm of the fight, the better, and the attack was also very measured, only hurting people's buttocks, not other parts.

Almost a quarter of an hour later, the eight male and female monks were all lying on the ground bleeding from their buttocks and cursing loudly, Lu Xiaoman did not listen to their vicious curses at all, and used the Divine Sense Artifact Technique to happily search them, and confiscated all the vows on their bodies.

Ximo stepped on the flying sword, the big orange cat squatted on the tip of the sword, and a man and a cat floated over.

"How's the harvest?"

"Very good!" Lu Xiaoman spread out his hands, his palms were full of rings, there were more than a dozen, "Get rich!" ”

"Wow, a group of Qi cultivators have so many vows on them? Black eats black, right? It's all yours now. Ximer threw a contemptuous smile at the people on the ground, took out the handkerchief on his body, wrapped all the rings, and then gave Lu Xiaoman to collect it himself, "Come on, we're going back." ”

"What's the origin of the two of you? Is the genius hidden by the big sect? The first female cultivator who was stabbed in the buttocks by Lu Xiaoman endured the pain and forcibly raised her upper body and asked in a dumb voice.

"I won't tell you." Lu Xiaoman stuck out her tongue at her, looking like a naughty girl.

"Are you afraid that we will tell others your names before we die? Sword cultivator with such cheap tricks is really afraid of being known by others! ”

"Yes, I'm afraid of death~" Lu Xiaoman jumped on Xi Mo's flying sword, "Little senior brother, let's go quickly, it will be dawn in a while." ”

"Okay, stand firm, let's go."

Seamer redirected himself and flew towards their camp, behind them, the nun still screaming hoarsely.

"Stop! Stop me! Who are you? Who are you? Which sect taught bad disciples? Stand still...... Stand ......."

The two of them turned a deaf ear, allowing the sound behind them to dissipate into the wind.

When he came before, the big orange cat led the way, and it would be there in a breath, but in fact, when Edgeworth went back, he knew that the two places were not far from each other, otherwise the two groups of monks would not have been able to chase and fight to the vicinity of their camp.

With the big orange cat to guide the way, the way back was very smooth, and the fluorescent stones that were embedded in the trunk as lights were gone, leaving only small round holes, only a faint bloody smell remained in the wind.

"Hey, they're pretty fast, and the aftermath is all done."

"If the three sword cultivators clean up a few unpopular monks, and if they have to do it for a long time, don't claim to be a sword cultivator of the Heaven Seeking Sect, they will laugh to death."

The two of them giggled through the cleaned battlefield, and the defensive aura of the camp appeared in front of them, and Le Lun sat alone on the campfire to add dry wood to the fire.

Sensing that someone had touched the defensive aura of the camp, Le Lun quickly got up to watch, and when he saw that it was Lu Xiaoman and they were back, he relaxed his tense shoulders.

"You're back, how's it going? Are people still alive? The last few words were full of nervousness in Le Lun's voice.

"Well, they're all alive, and now they're being taken care of by the nuns of Ewha Pavilion."

"Whew!" Le Lun crossed his waist and let out a long breath, "That's good!" ”

"What about them?"

"Go in and take a bath, He Feng hung his arms on the last day today, and came out after changing the medicine." The Wufu compound on the stone table of Le Lun snorted.

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