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Although the expression under the Peak Mask wasn't good, it was still a bit excited. For the time being, no one would be able to recognize them. If they were to leave this place, at most, they would throw away the mask. At that time, he would definitely be able to safely escape.

He had always disliked this Immortal Ming Pavilion. Now that Jiang Yang had killed a Spirit Condensation expert, he truly felt comfortable in his heart.

A dozen or so Dao Arts were released from the positions of the disciples. Even though they weren't particularly strong, they were still powerful enough to cause headaches for a second level Spirit Condensation expert.

Jiang Yang immediately raised his speed to dodge the attack. The area covered by these Tao techniques was truly quite large. Jiang Yang could not afford to use them. He grabbed a piece of the exploded pill furnace shard, which was about the size of a round table. It was used to block in front of him.

Although the pill furnace had shattered, the material it was made from was not bad. A piece of debris was placed in front of him. Unexpectedly, those Dao arts were unable to harm him in the slightest.

"Open the furnace for the medicine!"

Jiang Yang turned his head and shouted to Wang Yan and the two brothers.

Only he was able to defend against these people from the Immortal Ming Pavilion. As for Wang Yan, he still had his peak-level cultivation, so this was a good opportunity for him to make a move.

Those rogue cultivators wanted to go up, but they didn't dare to.

On one side was the powerful mask mask user, and on the other was the crazy crowd of Immortal Ming Pavilion's Heaven's Pride disciples.

No matter who it was, no one dared to provoke them. However, when they saw Wang Yan and Feng Feng passing through the scattered pills on the ground, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"Damn it, the sandpiper and clam fight will reap the benefits." This is a great time for us to make our move! "

After all, a man with a coarse ore had walked out from the crowd of rogue cultivators and was trying to grab the scattered trash cores on the ground. Even though there were some useless pills, there were still quite a few spiritual substances inside. He couldn't refine it himself, so he could take it out to the outside world to buy. However, he could still get quite a few spirit stones in exchange.

Right now, Jiang Yang didn't have the mood to care about these random cultivators. His main goal was the pill furnace that hadn't exploded yet.

When they saw that Jiang Yang and the other disciples of the Immortal Ming Pavilion did not notice their actions, even more of them rushed in and picked up the scattered trash pills from places other than the battle between Jiang Yang and the people of the Immortal Ming Pavilion.

"This is not bad, the spiritual substance inside is even better than many of the elixirs in the Modern World!"

"Hahaha, your father has picked up a Tyrant body pill!"

"What is this!?" "It's half a Berserker Qi Pill, it's actually intact!"

There were at least a few hundred pills scattered on the ground, some of which could still be consumed. However, there were very few of them, and he didn't know if there would be any negative side effects.

The people from the Immortal Ming Pavilion looked on with red eyes. Jiang Yang also felt a bit of heartache, regretting that he didn't let Wang Yan and Feng Feng Feng to pick up those useless pills first.

"I can't open it!"

Wang Yan shouted at Jiang Yang, who frowned. In this situation, he had yet to consider the situation, and now that it had become like this, he had no other choice but to go over and open the pill furnace.

"The great Immortal Ming Pavilion is a place filled with over a dozen people. If you were to spread the news, the entire Eastern Lin Province would probably laugh at you!" "Hahahaha ?"

A young man holding a large metal hammer walked in from the entrance of the hall and smiled towards Immortal Ming Pavilion and Jiang Yang.

"Brother, I think you are quite strong." Wait till I defeat these trash, how about we exchange a few blows? "

"Lu Shan Ming!"

With just one glance, Haotian was able to recognize this person. The cultivation madman that was about to become a core disciple from the inner sect, Lu Shanming!

He once came to the Immortal Ming Pavilion alone and lost, and among the inner disciples, there was almost no one who could be his match. In the end, only after alerting the two core disciples did they manage to tie with him.

However, that was half a year ago, and in this half year, Lu Shan Ming's strength had definitely improved a lot. He didn't know if it was still at the level of being able to fight evenly with the core disciples of the Immortal Ming Pavilion.

"Oh, there's someone who knows me? Hahaha, not bad. Let's chat later! "

Lu Shan Ming waved his hands, and a huge buzzing sound came out from the iron hammer in his hands. Although the two iron hammers were incomparably heavy, in his hands, they were as light as two drumsticks.

Under his rapid swing, a fierce wind started to rise from his hammer.

"Wild Mountain Berserk Strike!"

The mountain was the name of the weapon in his hand.

After he said those four words, the violent wind turned into two small tornadoes and separated from his hammer. It howled as it swept up the pill furnace fragments on the ground and mercilessly headed towards the many Heaven's Pride disciples of the Immortal Ming Pavilion.

Lu Shan Ming's wild and violent mountain attack was extremely fierce and swept across the crowd of disciples from the Immortal Ming Pavilion as if it was akin to pulling out dried weeds. The sound of the storm was like the roar of a giant beast. Mixed within it was a strange power that came from his spirit energy. That power could not be determined by Jiang Yang, but he could feel that it was different from normal spirit energy.

When this technique left Lu Mingshan's hands, even Jiang Yang was stunned. Such a powerful attack was performed by Lu Mingshan in such a relaxed manner.

As for the disciples of the Immortal Ming Pavilion, they were all swept up by the two tornados. Many of them even had large wounds on their bodies as they dripped with blood. It was a shocking sight.

"Lu Mingshan!"

Haoji gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

"Half a year has passed for the inner disciples of your Immortal Ming Pavilion. However, there is still not much progress in their strength."

Finished speaking, Lu Mingshan turned his gaze towards Jiang Yang.

He didn't know Jiang Yang's identity now completely because he knew that Jiang Yang had some strength. As a battle maniac, he longed to continuously find experts of the same realm to fight. It was so much so that an expert that surpassed him to the point of even fighting him.

"Take it!"

Lu Mingshan took out some dark golden pills from his spatial space and threw them at Jiang Yang.

"Take it. It can help you quickly recover your strength."

Jiang Yang could tell Lu Mingshan's personality. He didn't seem like one of those treacherous people, so he straightforwardly swallowed the pill.

Once the pill entered his stomach, it split completely within Jiang Yang's body and quickly fused into his bloodline. It turned into a stream of energy, helping to recover the spiritual energy of the river rapidly.

"That's right!"

Jiang Yang looked at Lu Shan Ming with a serious expression. This person was truly an opponent that had to be dealt with seriously, because his strength could no longer be compared with the inner disciples of powers like the Immortal Ming Pavilion. Instead, it was very possible that he had already reached the strength of a core disciple.

One must know that even if it was the Immortal Ming Pavilion or Yue Shan Sect, the two most powerful religious forces in the Da Qi Kingdom had hundreds of thousands of disciples. There were close to a million servants and outer sect disciples, yet there were less than ten core disciples.

From the looks of it, the strength of a core disciple could be considered a heaven's pride level expert even in the entire Eastern Kingdom. In the Da Qi Kingdom, it was an existence that was as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.