Chapter four hundred and forty first horror catastrophe
"Hoar!"
The Kui Niu calf screamed in pain, its horns swung wildly, and pushed the little boy flying out, spurting blood in mid-air. It turned to look at Lu Chen and said weakly: "Daxuan, run!"
Click!
Before he finished speaking, he was bitten into two pieces by the Kui Niu calf and swallowed. Although he knew that this was just an illusion of a trial, Lu Chen's heart was inexplicably touched!
Watching those half-clothed human beings waving wooden sticks, rushing forward one after another, just to protect the old, weak, women and children behind them. If they failed, the tribesmen would probably become a feast for ferocious beasts.
"Can we just watch them die like this?" Lu Chen was secretly anxious in his heart. The blow that the little boy gave before his death suddenly appeared in his mind. What was that invisible power? Could it be a kind of power that he had never experienced before?
Unexpected sword intent?
Lu Chen was secretly wondering in his heart, but he used the wooden stick in his hand to use the sword technique and rushed forward. However, there was no exception this time. However, after persisting in two moves, he was sent flying again.
In less than a quarter of an hour, a quarter of the tribe's human race died. If this trend continues, it will be impossible to pass the trial.
Just when he saw a villager being swallowed up again, blood appeared in Lu Chen's starry eyes. Just as he roared and was about to rush forward, the sword technique that Sword Ancestor asked Biyu to bring back suddenly rang in his mind, "Ao
Why do you need a sword to laugh at all the realms? All things in heaven and earth are slaves!"
All things are all things, and a sword is a sword. How can the two be confused?
Could it be...
Lu Chen pondered, and the blow of the dead boy once again appeared in his mind. The bottleneck that had confused him for a long time suddenly shattered, and his heart became clear. He laughed and waved the wooden stick and rushed forward.
The so-called sword is just a carrier. The real top swordsmanship relies on sword intention. Since sword intention is a kind of will, what if there is no sword as a carrier?
The little boy doesn't know much about swordsmanship, and he doesn't even know what a sword is. However, his strong will to avenge his grandfather vaguely coincides with the essence of swordsmanship, so he can hurt the Kui Niu calf with his weak strength!
After figuring out this key, Lu Chen's powerful will gathered together like a wooden stick crazily. In the end, he simply threw away the stick and used the arm with the gathered will as a sword. He flew into the sky amidst the roar of dragons and tigers,
He slashed hard at its neck.
puff!
Lu Chen, who could not even break through the skin with a wooden stick, now chopped off the huge head of the Kui Niu calf as easily as he was chopping melons and vegetables!
Winning!
Winning!
The humans who were charging madly were stunned for a moment, and then burst into cheers like a tide!
Xuanyuan Ancient Sword, who was secretly observing from the side, was trembling slightly in shock at this moment!
It is said that this young man has good swordsmanship and a high understanding of swordsmanship, but if he does not see through the essence of swordsmanship, he will not be able to pass this level. The sword master back then also went crazy after half of the villagers died.
In this state, he inadvertently realized something, and then pierced its neck with a stick, causing it to bleed to death.
The young man in front of me was so good. He actually used his arm as a sword and chopped off the bull's head in one go. His talent and understanding were so amazing!
Lu Chen closed his eyes and carefully recalled the scene just now, constantly trying to figure out how to move his will. After half a cup of tea, he slowly opened his eyes and said with a confident smile: "Senior, what's the matter?
Please start the next level of trial!"
The weapon spirit of Xuanyuan Ancient Sword recovered from the shock and chuckled: "Young man is pretty good, but the next levels are not as easy as you think!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the golden light shone again. When the light dissipated, Lu Chen found himself in an ancient battlefield where the shouts of killing were deafening. On one side were humans in golden armor, and on the other side were dark beasts with ghost heads.
Armored barbarians.
Lu Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly after a brief observation. At this moment, the human race was at an absolute disadvantage, with only about a thousand people. The barbarians on the other side were not only several times stronger, but also numbered a terrifying ten thousand people. They were densely attacking from all directions.
"The second trial is to help the human race win. The more people who survive, the more sword inheritance they can get from the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword for the first time!" The voice of the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword Spirit sounded again.
"It's just fighting!"
Lu Chen put aside all things like inheritance and rushed forward with his long sword in hand. Although his strength was greatly suppressed this time, only the standard of ordinary human warriors on the battlefield, he figured out the essence of swordsmanship.
, merging his fighting spirit, sword intention and sword fighting together, and with the continuous fierce fighting, they began to merge into one place, and the power they exerted became more and more powerful.
On the murderous battlefield, Lu Chen was like a god of death. He charged into the enemy troops with his sword alone and started killing. After the enemy commander discovered that he was a destabilizing factor, he mobilized more and more elites to besiege him.
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"I lifted my sword and rode astride, swiping the ghost rain, and my bones were as white as a mountain bird flying away in fright."
"Everything in this world is like the tide and people are like water. I only sigh that a few people in the rivers and lakes return!"
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Lu Chen figured out the key problem, and he picked up the sword at random. One moment it might be Taibai Sword Technique, and the next moment it might be hacking and stabbing without any rules, but he could kill every time he made a move.
Large numbers of barbarian warriors.
puff!
The enemy commander, who was a level higher than Lu Chen, was pierced through the chest by his sword.
"Holy crap! Where did the sword master guide such a perverted young man? If he is given enough time, I'm afraid even the sword master can easily surpass him!"
As the weapon spirit sighed, the situation in front of Lu Chen changed again, and he came to another ancient battlefield. The enemy he faced here was no longer a human being, but a kind of enemy he had never seen before.
Lu Chen was shocked to find that at this moment, his power had risen to a level that he had never been exposed to before. Not only did he condense ten divine weapon altars in his body, but he had even evolved into ten Taoist soldiers with astonishing strength.
"Boy, this is the Holy Spiritual Realm. If you understand its mysteries, it will be of endless benefit to your future cultivation!" The old voice of the weapon spirit sounded again.
During the many trials, he faced more and more enemies, and the battles took longer and longer. Lu Chen had completely lost the concept of time and immersed himself in the world of swordsmanship.
I don’t know how long it took, and I don’t know how many trials he went through. The enemies Lu Chen faced became more and more powerful, and the number of comrades and partners around him became fewer and fewer. In the end, he was alone and could not face any danger.
Countless exotic evil species!
In that battle, Lu Chen's strength had risen to a level that he could not imagine, but the foreign evil species at this moment was not much weaker than him. As a lone swordsman, he could not retreat even half a step. Behind him was the human race
The last pure land for reproduction and survival. If he loses, human beings will be completely wiped out from the void.
"The human race will never be destroyed! The will will last forever!"
The world was still echoing with the shocking shouts of the mysterious white-robed man. Lu Chen rushed forward without hesitation with the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword and began an endless killing and conquest.
On the mainland, Saint Gaoli and others are living like a year at this moment. The great demon Vasak said that Lu Chen, who is about to return, has not come back after two years. The news coming back from the cross-domain communication circle made everyone confused.
Almost desperate!
The Shenying Pavilion was destroyed, the Tyrant Palace was destroyed, and many established forces were swallowed up by the death craze. Fortunately, the Tiangong Pavilion and the Holy Puppet Sect relied on the advantages of terrain and city defense equipment to build the last line of defense at the old site of Dragon Slaying Valley.
Incorporate survivors from all sects.
Hundreds of millions of Holy Spirits in the Central Territory have been transformed into skeleton demons, not to mention zombie demons. Shanlu even used the flesh, blood and souls of many Holy Spirits to sacrifice, and forcibly summoned many blood demons and ghost demons from the Half-Step Divine Hidden Realm across planes.
There are even many skeletal evil knights whose combat power is no weaker than that of the powerful ones in the first level of Shen Zang!
After being unable to attack the Tulong Mountains for a long time, Shan Lu finally lost his patience and left tens of millions of troops to continue the siege. He then sent an army of undead to rush into the southeast, northwest and four regions through the secret passages of the Sighing Mountains and began a mass killing.
Fortunately, the great demon Vasak had deployed war fortresses in each domain in advance. With the cooperation of the strong human beings sent by Saint Gaoli, he barely blocked the invasion of the Holy Soul Clan, but there were still many guys from the Holy Soul Clan.
Breaking through the defense lines and running around the continent, large numbers of humans were transformed into skeletal demons.
"Lord Vasak, haven't you contacted little friend Lu Chen yet?" Sheng Gaoli asked with furrowed brows. Long-term mental and physical exhaustion had made him several dozen years older, and he looked no different from a dying old man.
"Ever since Mr. Lu Chen entered a mysterious area two years ago, he has lost contact with me. I guess he might be trapped there and unable to escape, otherwise he would have come back with his character." Vasak said with a bitter smile.
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Everyone present fell into silence. According to the current trend, if Lu Chen cannot come back within half a month, I am afraid that the defense lines of the four major regions will be lost, and then all living creatures on the mainland will face annihilation!
Vasak muttered: "I'm afraid the master is in some kind of trouble. I'll go to the Endless Sea to investigate."
"If Xiaochen comes back, ask him to quickly go to the Southern Barbarian Territory to provide support. Recently, the Holy Soul Clan has increased its attacks there. I suspect that he wants to open up the tunnel of Shi Tian Sect's demon hunting underground palace. Let's take people to support now!"
Gao Li said worriedly.
"Okay! Remember, if you can't hold it anymore, don't resist, protect the important people and retreat to the endless ocean, and wait for the master to come back before making a decision!" Vasak warned repeatedly before leaving.
Although he did not say who the important person was, Sheng Gaoli and others knew it well. After he left, they began to prepare for the retreat, so that Qin Yu, Natasha, Ding Xiaotong and others were ready to retreat. Once the defense line faced the collapse of
If it's dangerous, retreat immediately.
In the trial ruins, Lu Chen was completely reduced to a killing machine. Excessive killing had brought his soul and body to the brink of collapse...