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In just one day, the inductive token on Li Fuchen trembled.

"Black King really water?"

Li Fuchen got up and was about to leave.

After a glimpse of the light, he found that many people in the basin stood up. It seems that like him, these people have induction tokens. As long as their partners find the black king water in another basin, they will activate the induction token to inform them. .

In addition, some people who have not received the notice can also go with others. After all, no one will leave without reason. The reason for leaving is that the partner discovered the black king.

“As a result, competition is really intense.”

Li Fushi flew in the direction of induction.

A large group of people followed him.

In a short while, Li Fuchen came to another basin nearby.

Hu Ling saw Li Fuchen and hurriedly greeted him. "The dusty schoolmaster, there is a black king water here, it looks a lot, almost a dozen pounds."

"A dozen pounds?"

Li Fuguang’s eyes turned to the basin, where there was already a mess. At least hundreds of people were fighting for the black king’s true water. At this time, it is estimated that no one will be pursued after being killed. After all, the situation is too chaotic. If you are afraid of being killed, You can not join, you can be killed if you join the kill.

Almost at the same time, the three people of Anxinmei also came over.

"You four don't want to join in, I go alone." Li Fuchen feared that four people were killed and opened their mouths.

"you alone?"

Peace of mind and hesitation.

Li floating dust waved his hand, "I have a measure."

Said, Li Fuchen's body violently rushed, and a move of the sacred yang of the palm of the hand pushed out.

Rumble!

The palm of the yang of a few feet is like a palm-shaped sun. Not only is the palm of the hand amazing, but the power of the fierce and fierce field is equally amazing.

With one palm out, at least 20 people were shaken out and squirted a hot blood.

The sacred yang sacred palm reaches the realm of enlightenment, the power is not inferior to the Lingtian swordsmanship, and the stalwart palms of the sacred palms are enough to suppress everything and destroy everything, even if the attacking power and Li Fuchen are equal, under the spurs of the glory, I have to be awkward and I can’t fight at all.

Whether the field is strong or not, it almost determines the outcome.

"What, ah!"

In the fiery sun of Li Fuchen, most of the people in the basin were driven out. If they were not Li Fuchen, they would not know whether they had any life.

Standing in the middle of the basin, Li floating dust road: "These black kings really water, I want half."

"With you."

There are also masters among the people, such as two people standing opposite Li Fuchen.

These two people were repaired from the fifth place of the fetus. Just now, Li Fuchen took a shot and was easily resolved by the two.

"Li Fuchen, I know on the left, he is the third in the battle knife martial arts list Lu Heng." The voice of An Xinmei was introduced into Li Fu's ear.

Hearing the sound of peace of mind, Li Fuchen nodded. He knew that the 24th martial arts school ranked 14th, which is higher than the Nanlin martial arts. Although this martial art is called the War Knife, it is not all. Everyone is a knife, of course, this Lu Heng is undoubtedly a knife, and the knife is good. The knife method of the other side should be the middle-level knife method, and it has reached the peak of the realm, the strength is estimated to be unusual. The strength of the thirteenth is comparable to that of the sacred man.

However, the opponent's field may not be strong.

"Just by me, how."

Li Fuchen glanced at the spring in the center of the basin. In the fist-sized spring, a large amount of spring water was infiltrated. The spring water was a cloud of liquid, condensed and scattered, and slightly creeping, as if life was normal.

Even if Li Fuchen is stupid, he knows that this ink-like liquid should be the black king.

Reaching out and sucking, a spring water with a trace of black king water was sucked into the hand by Li floating dust.

Oh...

The spring water dissipated, and the black king Zhenshui and the Li Fu dust's fierce yang were in constant contact with each other. Suddenly, the black smoke rose, and the fierce yang was eroded at a speed visible to the naked eye. Hey, a drop of black king water fell on Li. On the finger of the floating dust, Li Fuchen only felt a burning pain in his fingers, as if it had been burnt by a red burning iron.

Liyang’s infuriating tempering again, Li Fuchen smashed the black king’s true water into the spring water.

It’s no wonder that collecting the black king’s real water is very difficult. With his infuriating intensity, he can only **** a black king water at a time. He wants to collect all the black king water in an instant. This is impossible unless it is repaired to achieve the spirit. However, the master of the fighting spirit can not enter the secret king of the black king.

"Black King really can't erode his body?"

Lu Heng’s pupils shrink.

Even if he is touched by the black king, the palm of his hand will be abolished, and Li Fuchen obviously has nothing.

Lu Heng is not stupid. He knows that the repair of Li Fu's dust should be extremely high, at least on the real gas, and it must be much higher.

"I agree with your request, but I can't control other people." Lu Heng's eyes changed a few times, and eventually slowed down.

If Li Fu's refining body is not high, he will not give in to say anything, but after knowing that Li Fuchen has an amazing refining, he knows that he will never be Li Fuchen.

People who have double gas repairs are not so easy to deal with.

"Hey, Lu Heng, when are you so timid, isn't it a gas double repair? I can't be afraid of Zhanghe." The young man next to Lu Heng licked his lips. He knew that the gas double repairman was very strong, but it happened. He is also a double repair of gas, but the repair of the body is not as strong as the true gas.

"Do you want to try?"

Li floats the spirit of the yang, and is full of the power of the dragon.

His refining practice is almost equivalent to the eight-level level of ordinary de-emphasis. In addition to the refining gloves and the recent tiger-tank fist that broke through to the realm of enlightenment, his refining strength has reached the level of seventeen.

A tiger cub has increased his eight-fold strength.

To know the Lingtian swordsmanship of the realm of the gods, it only adds to his five strengths of true strength.

Li Fuchen is clear, and the refining body together with the infuriating is two systems, two roads.

The refining body is focused on explosive power, so refining martial arts is a powerful means of explosive power. Within a certain distance, the power is far beyond the martial arts, but the distance will be weakened, and the power will not be too far away. the distance.

It can be said that the refining body is the king in the melee, no one can be enemies, even if the opponent awakens the supernatural powers, it may not be able to refine the body.

However, under normal circumstances, unless you have the root of the refining body, no one can repair the refining body to the real gas to repair the above, Li Fuchen can be described as an odd number.

"How about trying?"

Zhang He shouted and punched his right fist with a boxing right fist. He thundered Li Fu with the thunder and sorrow, and the air was filled with electric snakes, especially the right fist of Zhang He, like a shining thunder fist.

"roll!"

Li Fu raised his right hand, made a fist, and went out with a boxing.

Roar!

The tiger whistle sounded.

The ferocious black tiger was so angry that Zhang He only felt that the infuriating and qi and blood in his body seemed to be heavier than a thousand times, and he could not work at all. At the same time, a powerful force was exerted on him.

A spurt of blood, Zhang He whole person spurt out, how fast and how fast, simply vulnerable.

And this punch, Li Fuchen did not use even two strengths.

After the tiger's fists reached the realm of enlightenment, after comprehending the meaning of the tiger's fist, whether it was temperament or boxing, they were all concise, and within the scope of the boxing force, the void seemed to be squashed and compacted.

"Good!"

Lu Heng’s pupils shrank and he found himself still underestimating Li Fuchen.

The strength of the other side's refining body is clearly above the strength of the real gas.

Unfortunately, he did not know that Li Fuchen was a swordsman. If he used Qingyang Jianyi, Li Fuchen’s true strength is beyond the strength of the refining body.

“Can anyone else have an opinion?”

Li floating dust looked around in a circle.

Everyone does not speak, Li Fuchen's strength has reached the level of crushing them, even if they are swarming, there is no effect.

"Since no one has any opinions, then this black king is really water, I will be divided into half." Li Fuchen said to An Xinmei and others: "You come over to collect the black king water."

The four people of Anxinmei have long been stunned. They are the first to see such a robbing of the black king. It is obvious that the strength is strong and everything is convenient.

The black king Zhenshui needs to be collected in a specific container. After a while, the five people collected half of the black king water, almost six pounds more like this.

According to Li Fuchen's previous distribution ratio, more than five pounds less than seven pounds, Li float dust is divided into three, leaving 70% of them equally divided, one person can get a little more than a pound, which is more than their previous month's harvest.

With the five people leaving Li Fu, the remaining half of the black king Zhenshui once again caused a fierce competition. At this time, it was a trace of it, and the number of times was more. After a month of accumulation, it was still possible to collect a lot of black king water.

"This time I went out, I can almost get the value of the contribution of the next level of martial arts in the middle class." An Xinmei was in a very good mood and could not help but look at Li Fuchen.

Nanlin martial arts, Situ Tao, who is the best in the list, and Gu Heng, who is the second in the list, can do the same with Li Fuchen. But these two people have been students in the inner school for many years, and Li Fuchen is only at the best. The freshman, the talent potential, is the most horrible one that Anxinmei has seen.

In the next half of the month, Li Fuchen repeatedly shot, collecting a total of 38 pounds of black king Zhenshui, according to the distribution ratio previously said, the total harvest of more than 30 pounds, he can get 70%, that is, nearly twenty Seven pounds, converted into a contribution value is 13,500.

This is much easier than Li Fuchen imagined.

Of course, Li Fuchen knows that this is mainly because those really powerful people have already made enough contributions, and they are trying to close their minds and prepare for the ranking. The black king’s secret can’t stay longer, only one month or so at a time. It will take time to get rid of the impurities on the body. Otherwise, it is not so easy for him to get a lot of black king water.

However, even if there is a really powerful person, Li Fuchen is not afraid of it, and it will not expose more strength.