Martial arts people cherish their martial arts very much. A set of martial arts can establish a sect and become the foundation of a sect. Now that they are allowed to hand over it over, how can they be willing to do so?

But the two of them also knew that they would definitely be unable to be good if they were deceived by this thief monk. Han Li, the man in black, turned his eyes and shouted: "Monk, I can do Thunder Sword Technique. I will tell you the mantra, can you give me the antidote?"

Jiang Hao knew that Han Li Chong was playing tricks, so he said Thunder Sword, and Feng Lun had nothing to say.

Feng Lun squinted his eyes but said nothing.

"Yes." Jiang Hao nodded, he didn't care who said it.

Han Li wiped the foam from his mouth and said with difficulty: "The sword is as fast as lightning, and the cold light appears in all directions..."

Han Lichong talked about the formula of Thunder Sword Technique, and Jiang Hao saw that the collection value of Thunder Sword Technique on the system panel began to jump forward again. Jiang Hao thought to himself that it seemed that his previous guess was correct.

"Thunder Sword Technique is being collected 65%~66%~67%~~~"

Jiang Hao was very happy. It seemed that he was about to complete a collection task. More importantly, he figured out the rules for the system's collection of martial arts, which is very important for how to act in the future.

After Han Lichong finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Hao and said, "Monk, I have finished the mantra. Can I give me the antidote now?"

Jiang Hao did not move because after Han Lichong finished speaking, the collection completion rate reached only 85%, and the system would not deceive people. That is to say, the sword technique that Han Lichong said was incomplete, or he was lying to himself.

Jiang Hao shook his head, "Your formula is not complete and you cannot complete the transaction."

Han Li rushed forward and shouted, "I was studying art in Yandang Sect back then, and the master taught this way. I told you all, how could it be incomplete? Monk, may you go back on your word!"

At this moment, Feng Lun next to him laughed, and a lot of foam in his mouth spewed out: "Han Lichong, you thought you could kill me with the sword technique. You made a wrong idea. The Thunder Sword Technique you learned was missing a few of the tricks. Although the master liked you at that time, you learned the same sword technique as other brothers."

"Those sword techniques were taught to me by the master when he was passing on my position as the leader. Those moves were the real Yandang Thunder Sword Technique."

A trick, this is really possible.

During the previous fight, Feng Lun suddenly exploded after being slashed. He used a round of swordsmanship and stabbed a circle of men in black to death. That should be the ultimate move of Thunder Sword Technique.

After Feng Lun finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Hao and said, "Monk, I will tell you the formula of Thunder Sword Technique. How about you give me the antidote?"

"Of course." Jiang Hao nodded.

"You swear!"

Jiang Hao smiled faintly, "Do you like to say or not."

Feng Lun's heart seemed to be hit by a big stone of a daughter. Damn, he is now struggling on the brink of death. Even if the other party doesn't save him, he will not lose at all, but he only has one life and can't afford to wait.

Gripping his teeth, "Okay, I said, but after that, you have to give me the antidote."

"Of course, I am a person who believes in words."

Feng Lun really wanted to spit out his face.

He took a breath and pressed down his chubby chest and abdomen. Feng Lun knew that if he didn't say anything, he might be completely poisonous in a while and he would not even have the chance to say it. He immediately talked about the formula of Thunder Sword Technique.

Jiang Hao listened silently, looking ahead, as if looking into the distance. In fact, he opened the system panel and observed the changes in the collected values.

Feng Lun finally finished speaking with difficulty. After saying this mantra, he was so tired that he was panting and said to Jiang Hao, "Monk, I'm done, you give me the antidote."

Jiang Hao shook his head, "No."

Feng Lun widened his eyes, "Monk, you just said that you are a person who believes in your words."

"I believe in my words, but you are not. Your mantra is not complete, so I have settled my mind with me." Jiang Hao said.

If there is a system, the other party cannot deceive him. The system is the best touchstone. If it does not meet 100% of the tasks, it cannot be completed. The above is clearly written, but now it is only 93%, which means that Feng Lun must have hidden some of them.

"How do you know that I have incomplete formulas?" Feng Lun retorted.

Jiang Hao said lightly, "I have a special ability to distinguish the authenticity. What you said is not complete. You have hidden some of it, and I can tell it."

People in the martial arts world have strange abilities. Feng Lun had thought about retaining some of his family's assets before, but now it seems that there is nothing he can do. Now that saving his life is important, he has to say unwillingly about the few hidden melodies.

Just as Feng Lun finished speaking, the system prompt sounded in Jiang Hao's mind.

"Ding~~100% Thunder Sword Technique, completely collected."

"Ding~~Congratulations to the collector for collecting the second-rate martial art "Thunder Sword Technique". Please continue to work hard."

The taskbar progress bar on the system panel has become 1/100.

Second-rate martial arts,

Jiang Hao was thinking about this word, and it seemed that the martial arts in this world were also divided into levels, and perhaps it was possible that the system gave points.

"Monk, I'm done. I didn't lie to you this time. Give me the antidote." Feng Lun lay on the ground and reached out to Jiang Hao eagerly for advice.

Jiang Hao nodded and was about to walk towards Feng Lun. At this time, Han Li stopped rushing and shouted: "Monk, you are unfair. I haven't said that yet. Don't you also want my Yum sword technique? When I finish speaking, we will take the antidote together to be fair."

He stopped after hearing this, and nodded slowly and said, "It should be so fair."

Before Jiang Hao could ask, Han Li said anxiously, "The sword that broke the edge of the head was slashed towards him, and the waved his hand was wide and swung it across the waist. The wind was like sweeping autumn leaves, sweeping thousands of troops and unable to escape..."

Han Lilichong did not hide his own personal information. After a mantra was finished, a tingling sound came from Jiang Hao's mind.

"Ding~~Yuan's sword technique is 100%, it's completely collected."

"Ding~~Congratulations to the collector, collecting the third-rate martial arts "Yuan Sword Technique". Please continue to work hard."

Damn, this Yum Sword Technique is only a third-rate, no wonder Han Lichong had to lead so many people to besiege Feng Lun, and even used poison. It turned out that he was weaker in martial arts.

However, whether it is a second-rate or a third-rate, it has little impact on Jiang Hao's collection task. At this moment, the progress bar of the system taskbar has become 2/100.

"Monk, I'm not like someone. I've always been scammers and scoundrels and treacherous. Give me the antidote quickly." Han Lichong said.

It has reached this point, and Han Lichong still does not forget to mock Feng Lun.

Jiang Hao gave Feng Lun's antidote to Han Lichong, walked over and gave Han Lichong's antidote to Feng Lun. The two quickly took the antidote and opened it tremblingly. Feng Lun had a pack of powder in his hand, and Han Lichong got a black pill.

Feng Lun poured all the medicine powder into his mouth, swallowed it with saliva, tried to get up and cross-legged, unbuttoned the closed acupoints, and began to run internal force to accelerate detoxification.

Han Lichong threw the pills with a big bull's eyes into his mouth, swallowed them hard, and stared at him choked. After taking them, he also untied the acupoints and began to detoxify.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Hao felt that he could leave. He had no idea of ​​killing the two of them, and of course, he had no idea of ​​saving them. In fact, if he used the detoxification tactic on the two of them, he could completely untie the poison in them.

After obtaining two martial arts, he was already satisfied. As for offending the two because of this incident, Jiang Hao was really not afraid.

Even now, he asked himself that even if he had a fight, he wasn't afraid of the two of them, let alone that he still had so many weird abilities.

Besides, when he arrives at the town and changes into his clothes, who can recognize who he is? Let them go to Putian Shaolin Temple and find the master of flower roaming.

Just as Jiang Hao was about to leave, he heard a "puff" sound coming from the side.

Jiang Hao turned to look in surprise and saw Feng Lun protruding a mouthful of scarlet blood, dyeing the front of the moon-white robe red.

Jiang Hao guessed in his heart that this is the kind that is often performed in movies, using internal force to force out poisonous blood from the body?

Awesome!

Feng Lun opened his eyes and looked at Han Lichong who was sitting on the ground seven or eight meters away, his eyes full of resentment. At this moment, Han Lichong also spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood was full of strength and shot more than two meters away. Han Lichong also opened his eyes and looked at Feng Lun.

The two looked at each other, sparkling, wishing they could eat each other alive.

Jiang Hao dodged a few steps back, became slightly alert, retreated to the corpse of a man in white, and stepped on a long sword.

Feng Lun suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Han Lichong, "Han Lichong, you despicable abandoned disciple, have no integrity, and you actually gave me a fake antidote."

Han Li snorted coldly, "Yes, what I gave you is fake medicine. I came to kill you, and I didn't bring any antidote. That pack of medicine powder is a wounded medicine Shengji San. Just wait for death, hahahahaha..."

Feng Lun's face looked extremely ugly, "Everyone, I'm giving you Muxiang Shunqi Pills. The stools have been dry these two days, so I bought gunpowder, Humph, I'll die even if I die."

It turned out that neither of the two guys had an antidote, just wanted to trick the other party into the antidote. I guessed wrongly just now. The blood spray was not a poison produced by force, but a blood spray.
Chapter completed!