"The grass and trees are withering and growing, the body is the foundation, and the earth is the source of power, so that's how it is!" Lu Chen laughed heartily, and all the confusion that had been blocking his eyes suddenly became clear.
The more he fought, the more courageous he became. He punched out like lightning. The tip of his fist pierced the air, causing a series of concussive ripples, which directly blew away a cavalryman in front. It hit the cavalrymen behind with terrifying force, and was then killed one after another.
The smash caused him to vomit blood, and then started a chain reaction.
The invisible energy is like a steady flow of water, full of endless artistic conception.
After two months of self-cultivation, Lu Chen's understanding of heaven and earth became clearer and clearer. During the fight, he also quickly realized the artistic conception of the endless life of the earth's secret.
The soul's will communicates with the power of heaven and earth, causing the aura of heaven and earth to flow crazily into Lu Chen's body, giving him unexhausted power.
Thorgil's army thought they encountered a fat sheep, but unexpectedly they encountered a peerless ferocious beast.
A nightmare instantly fell upon this army.
"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"
The thigh cut through the sky at extremely high speed, slicing through the four cavalrymen at the back like a sword. A series of blood mist exploded, and ear-piercing screams resounded throughout the sky.
He probed his wrist, like spitting out a poisonous message, and directly grabbed the arm of a deputy general and twisted it, as if breaking a dead branch. The pain made the deputy general who made the sneak attack contort his face and howl on the spot.
Lu Chen quickly kicked him over, sending the opponent flying like a cannonball, hitting a large group of cavalry.
Turning around, the figure jumped again, and instantly plunged into the crowd. Countless fist shadows bloomed like lotus flowers. Wherever they went, people and horses flew together, and blood mist exploded, extremely fierce.
The world of warriors is destined to kill, so just kill once and for all to release the anger in your heart without hiding your thoughts.
Be angry when you should be angry!
It’s sad when it’s time to be sad!
Be happy when you should!
The reason why people cannot control their seven emotions and six desires is because they have confused thoughts and have no words to recognize themselves clearly.
Only by liberating your nature can you get rid of the shackles of your mental state.
Because killing is part of the laws of heaven and earth, as a warrior living in this world, no one can avoid it.
An hour passed, and the number of cavalry gradually decreased.
Only more than a hundred people died at first, and then they were killed in large areas. Corpses were lying all over the grassland, like wheat straw swept by a strong wind.
In just a short while, the number of dead cavalry reached an exaggerated level.
The fighting lasted from noon to dusk, and the world was stained red with blood. It could be said that the fields were littered with corpses.
During the crazy killing, Lu Chen was dyed into a bloody man.
A group of cavalrymen also wanted to trap Lu Chen with a tripping rope. Unexpectedly, Lu Chen grabbed the tripping rope with one hand and pulled hard. Dozens of cavalrymen all flew up and fell to their feet.
Halfway through the fight, the general of this army, Thorgil, finally couldn't help but take action.
He held a giant scimitar, jumped into the air, and quickly rushed towards Lu Chen who was surrounded by cavalry, like a bolt of lightning.
Lu Chen seemed to have foresight and moved six feet away in advance.
The terrifying green sword light fell on the crowd, and the ground exploded, killing dozens of cavalry in an instant, and screams suddenly sounded one after another.
"Stinky donkey, how dare you slaughter the warriors of my Blood Wolf Tribe!" Thorgill roared angrily, and he rushed towards Lu Chen like a ferocious hungry wolf, and the blade was a sharp wolf claw, continuously
Nine knives struck at the past.
Brush. Brush. Brush. Brush. Brush. Brush...
Lu Chen's figure was erratic and strange. His feet clearly did not move, but his whole body kept changing positions, forming blurry phantoms.
"Haha, you want to kill me just because you are in the innate real elixir realm. It's ridiculous!" Lu Chen sneered, thrust out his left hand like lightning, and instantly clamped the opponent's sword between his two fingers and folded it.
With a clang, the scimitar was instantly broken into two pieces.
Thorgil looked at this scene in shock. The opponent could easily break his scimitar with just a casual look. What kind of strength is this? There are definitely no martial saint-level strong men on this grassland who can do this with more than one hand.
Those masters are all peak martial saints, at least they are old monsters who have lived for more than a hundred years.
But now he met it, and it was right in front of him.
A burst of white-haired sweat suddenly surged in Thorgil's heart. He wanted to run away, but it was already too late.
Lu Chen didn't give him a chance to escape at all, and then punched the opponent in the chest like lightning.
With a loud bang, the burly Thorgil was directly punched in the chest, his internal organs were violently shocked, and he died suddenly with blood spurting from his mouth.
When the remaining cavalry and generals saw this, their faces turned pale with fright. Thorgier, who was in the innate realm of real elixirs, could not withstand even one of his opponent's moves. This strength was too terrifying!
The human sea tactic didn't work on this man, and the general was no match for him, and he was killed in one move.
When everyone saw this scene, chills ran down their bodies, and they were instantly frightened. The cavalry who were about to attack immediately hesitated, and some who saw that the situation was not good began to prepare to flee.
With the first one, there is the second one. Whether it is the cavalry or the army generals, they all scatter like crazy and flee. If they stay, they will die!
Lu Chen is a demon god. In the face of his overwhelming terrifying strength, no matter how many people come to him, they will die.
In the blink of an eye, one-third of the army of more than 30,000 people escaped, and the rest were completely slaughtered by Lu Chen. The bloody and cruel scene was like hell, so bloody that it was heinous.
In one day, nearly 20,000 elite soldiers of the Blood Wolf tribe were slaughtered, as well as a martial saint-level strongman. This battle also caused a super strong man named Bray to suddenly appear on the grassland.
Many cavalrymen called the man named Bray the Blood Shura. The fight quickly spread across the grassland and became widely circulated.
After a hearty killing, Lu Chen seemed to be greatly vented in his heart, and he felt very comfortable.
Lu Chen is now alone, and he is not as constrained in doing things as he was in Kyushu. For him, killing someone is as easy as drinking water, without any worries.
For him, killing is a kind of practice. Since it cannot be avoided, it does not need to be bound by morality.
Others won't let him go just because he doesn't want to kill, so what he should do is keep his heart.
There is a scale in everyone's heart that measures good and evil.
After killing people, Lu Chen continued to walk towards the place where the sun rose. Along the way, he encountered many tribes fighting each other, and some civilians were displaced and living in poverty.
Killings are common on the grasslands. Due to warlord rule and chaotic power, the common people here are often oppressed and live in more hardship than the people in Kyushu.
When these things happened, Lu Chen no longer stood by and watched, but used a caring attitude to help them and save them.
Killing is a form of practice.
Accumulating good deeds is also a kind of practice.
The world of a warrior cannot only consist of killing, but also must have a heart of kindness.
In the third month after arriving on the grassland, Lu Chen gradually understood what good and evil are, what gratitude is, and what it means to accumulate virtue and do good.
Learning to control one's emotions and desires is an improvement in one's state of mind.
Unknowingly, he had arrived deep into the prairie tribe, which was the area of strength under the jurisdiction of the Golden Knife Tribe.
In a tribe named Baiyan, a fight just took place here. A group of horse thieves attacked this small village with less than a thousand people.
Fortunately, Lu Chen arrived and helped a group of warriors in the tribe drive away the horse thieves. Although seven or eight people died, the casualties were almost negligible compared to other places.
The hospitable chief kept him, and lit a bonfire in the tribe at night. A group of people sang and danced, and the warriors came to toast him one after another, and entertained him with the last few grass sheep of the tribe.
Lu Chen looked at these simple and kind-hearted common people in the tribe and couldn't help but secretly lamented that killings often occurred on the grasslands. These tribal people lived a precarious life every day, and might be killed by another force tomorrow. Day by day
Still having a good time.
I have to say, the people on the grassland have a really good mentality.
Lu Chen asked their clan leader, now you have trouble even eating and drinking, what will you do tomorrow?
The patriarch is a bearded old man named Aganda. He smoked a dry cigarette and said with a sad face: "Oh, old man, I don't know what to do!"
"Are you waiting to starve to death?" Chase Lu asked.
The clan leader smiled bitterly and said: "Old man, I have already considered this matter. Our tribe is weak and cannot continue to wander. We just discussed it with the elders and decided to let all the clan members join the Golden Knife Tribe!"
"Go to the Golden Sword Tribe?" Lu Chen frowned.
The leader of the clan, Aganda, looked at the group of singing and dancing clansmen with dim eyes and said with some hesitation in his heart: "I don't know if this is the right choice, but for the sake of the clan, I have to do this."
"Will the Golden Knife Tribe accept you?" Lu Chen continued to ask.
Aganda shook his head and said with a sad look on his face: "I don't know, there are three major tribes on this grassland. Among them, the Blood Wolf Tribe is the strongest, the Sky Eagle Tribe is the second, and the Golden Knife Tribe is the weakest."
"If we go to seek refuge with the Blood Wolf Tribe, we will probably end up very miserable. The Golden Knife Tribe is the most benevolent and righteous among the three major tribes in treating its people. If we go to seek refuge with them, the tribesmen should have a good guarantee."
"It's a pity that we can't give you any good gifts!"
When Lu Chen heard this, he fell silent.
There were too many weak tribes like them on the grassland. Lu Chen came all the way and rescued them and helped them from the bottom of his heart, but after all, one person's power is limited.
It is impossible to solve all problems easily.
Every tribe has its own destiny, but Lu Chen has more than enough ambition but not enough power. He cannot control the various situations in the world.
"Brother Raymond, you are so awesome today. You killed more than a dozen horse thieves in one go. We want to be good friends with you!" A fat man with a fat body and a thick waist walked over quickly with a cup of goat's milk wine, followed by others.
A group of young and immature teenagers all looked at Lu Chendao with admiration on their faces.
The so-called Raymond is one of Lu Chen's aliases, because he would change his name every time he went to a place. He didn't want to be noticed by the powerful forces on the grassland.
When Lu Chen came to the tribe today, he instantly showed his amazing strength. He killed a dozen powerful horse thieves with lightning speed and helped the tribe survive a crisis.
Men on the grassland all worship power, especially powerful warriors like Lu Chen, who are admired by many warriors in the tribe.
Qiu Ji looks quite mature. In fact, he only turned 20 this year, but for a young man.
This little guy has a rough face and a lot of strength. He is the thorn in the tribe. Today he killed a horse thief with a stick and won the praise of many tribesmen.
Lu Chen looked at this group of teenagers and couldn't help but laugh: "Thank you!"
He held the kumiss and drank it all in one go.
When the group of teenagers saw this scene, they all smiled.
This goat's milk wine is a unique drink on the grassland. It is mellow and intoxicating, with a bit of milky smell, giving it a unique taste.
If you want to make friends, you must drink the goat's milk wine in the other person's hand, otherwise you will look down on them.
Since Chase Chase drank it, it meant that Chase Chase was willing to be friends with Qiu Ji and the others, and everyone would naturally be happy.
"Brother Raymond, have you heard that a super strong man recently appeared on the grassland!" Qiu Ji said excitedly.
"Yes, I've heard of it too!"
"That strong man is indeed terrifying. I heard that he slaughtered an army of 20,000 people from the Blood Wolf tribe by himself. It is simply unimaginable!"
"If I had this strength, I would definitely let everyone in our tribe live a good life!"
The teenagers were talking among themselves, and many of them fantasized about becoming legendary masters, becoming famous, and being admired by others. Their little faces turned red with excitement, full of longing and yearning.
