"Blood Moon Dance!" Mo Rigen shouted, his figure flashed erratically, his speed soared, endless blood-colored sword light filled the world, and enveloped Lu Chen crazily. The terrifying momentum made countless strong people unable to help but be horrified.
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"The Blood Moon Martial Saint has used his special move!"
"It's so powerful. It's truly the fastest knife on the grassland."
"Hey, that man is looking for death."
Seeing this scene, Lu Chen smiled indifferently, holding a silver sword in his hand, and his whole figure became blurred.
Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!
The light of the sword flashed, the figure was erratic, gullies were cut in the grass, the grass flew fast, and the earth was torn and criss-crossed.
In the endless shadows of swords, the sound of collisions from swords could be heard from time to time.
The astonishing momentum was very shocking.
Lu Chen was like an erratic and misty phantom, moving vaguely, as if he was predicting the unknown, his body was strangely dodging the sword rays and quickly dodged. Facing Mo Rigen's crazy slashes, he seemed to be able to do it with ease.
After blocking more than 300 blows from Mo Rigen in a row, Lu Chen was not only unscathed, but also not sweating all over his body, looking very relaxed.
It seemed that he was not even in the mood to take this level of attack seriously.
"Come on, this strength is not enough." Lu Chen looked at the other party indifferently, appearing unfazed.
When Mo Rigen saw this scene, he first felt shocked, then felt naked shame, and his cold eyes began to turn red.
Knowing that Chase Lu was difficult to deal with, Mo Rigen secretly gathered his strength and had no choice but to use his unique move.
After so many years in the grassland, he, the mighty Bloody Sun Martial Saint, had never suffered such humiliation. He roared suddenly, jumped up, and the blood-colored flames on the blood-colored blade burst out.
With the force of splitting the mountains, the knife struck Lu Chen quickly.
Split the mountain with one knife!
Indestructible!
Lu Chen's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the opponent's move.
"Oh, it turns out that what you comprehend is the Law of Gold, which is powerful." Lu Chen's expression condensed, and the silver sword floated out.
It seemed slow, but in fact it cut through the sky in an instant, as if a silver lightning struck the bloody blade quickly.
Thunder and Sky-Splitting Sword: Thunderbolt!
The powerful force burst out and instantly collided with the violent bloody blade.
With a clang, the silver sword instantly shattered into countless pieces because it could not withstand the explosion of innate true energy.
Mo Rigen was overjoyed. The speed of the blood-red blade surged, quickly passing through the void, and once again struck Lu Chen with a violent force.
Lu Chen did not dodge this time, his eyes instantly burst into light, his body twisted around, and flew to the right side of the opponent as if teleporting. He struck a chopping knife with his left hand like lightning, quickly slashing through the void, as if cutting the world apart.
Hit the opponent's sword hard.
With a clang, the bloody blade broke into two pieces on the spot.
The left hand is covered with dragon scales, which contains infinite power. No matter how sharp and hard your sword is, it will still be split open by you.
Mo Rigen's pupils shrank and his heart beat wildly. He wanted to dodge for an instant, but he felt an unimaginable pain in his abdomen, and then he flew backwards, looking very embarrassed.
"With this little strength, if you were in the land of Kyushu, you wouldn't even be qualified to be my opponent." Lu Chen glanced at the other party indifferently, and immediately put away his thighs.
Just now, he hit the opponent's abdomen with his kick, sending Mo Rigen flying out instantly.
Looking at the figure flying backwards, there was deathly silence all around, everyone was silent, and a pair of eyes were full of disbelief.
Did the Blood Sword Martial Saint lose?
This is impossible!
Many people could not accept this scene, but the fact slapped many people hard on the face.
"Lord Bray, you are so powerful, you actually defeated the Blood Sword Martial Saint." Dai Lisi looked at the lean figure in shock, with incredible shock in her eyes.
"Haha, Mo Rigen hit the wall this time. They underestimated the Bray brothers." Tu Lilei had known for a long time that there would be such an ending, so he didn't seem too surprised, but was filled with admiration for Lu Chen's strength.
"Teacher, is Mr. Bray really only twenty-three years old?" Delise couldn't believe that such a powerful Mr. Bray could be so young. On the surface, he seemed a bit unspectacular.
Tu Lilei sighed softly: "Hey, secular people only judge people by their appearance. I can only blame you for your shallow experience. Please be more careful in the future."
"Teacher, will Mr. Bray blame Father Khan?" Delise showed a bit of sadness.
Tu Lilei shook his head: "It's hard to say. I hope Brother Bray will not care about such a trivial matter."
When Dai Lisi heard this, her eyes were filled with brilliance.
Mo Rigen's face turned red, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. He looked up at Lu Chen, and he couldn't help but feel horrified in his heart.
"This guy is so powerful, but he doesn't seem to be using his full strength. Is this the difference between him and me?"
Mo Rigen fought with Lu Chen, and he, who thought he was invincible on the grassland, realized for the first time the gap between himself and the truly strong.
"Mo Rigen, what's going on?" Pan Hu was shocked when he saw this scene.
Mo Rigen's face turned green and white, looking very ugly, but he had to face a reality.
He was defeated, utterly defeated.
"Pan Hu is sweating profusely, I lost." Mo Rigen's lips twitched and he admitted that he lost, he lost openly and he lost unfairly.
In comparison, they defeated him head-on, without any insidious moves, so he had nothing to be dissatisfied with.
The majestic Blood Sword Martial Saint can both hold it and put it down.
"Pan Hu sweats, what, do you want to come by yourself?" Lu Chen looked at him coldly, with naked murderous intent in his eyes.
Facing Lu Chen's cold eyes, Pan Hu sweated with a stern look on his face. He felt chills all over his body, as if he was being stared at by a fierce tiger. He was speechless for a long time.
The Blood Sword Martial Saint was defeated by Lu Chen. Who else here would be Bray's opponent? Although Pan Hu wanted to kill Lu Chen, with Lu Chen's fierce strength, would he dare to take action?
If he dared to take action, Pan Hu felt that everyone in his group would be punished here.
Don't underestimate the strength of a martial saint, let alone a peak martial saint who can defeat even Mo Rigen.
"Pan Hu sweats, I think we should stop here! We value peace. Since the Bray brothers have won, we should follow the rules of the draft. The people on the grassland are watching!" Tarot Master
Khan said with a smile and quickly reconciled the situation. Lu Chen defeated the Blood Sword Martial Saint, which immediately made him feel more at ease.
Although Pan Hu Khan was angry, he had no excuse to attack now. After all, Lu Chen defeated the Blood Sword Martial Saint head-on, what else could he say.
As the Great Khan of the Sky Eagle Tribe, he still had to keep his dignity and could not break his word and make things difficult for the Golden Knife Tribe at will.
After all, the Golden Sword Tribe is also one of the three major tribes. They also have powerful warrior saints sitting in charge. They are not the poor and small tribes outside who can bully them at will.
"Huh, your name is Bray, right? I have remembered your name. I will give you a piece of advice. Be careful when walking on the grassland. Otherwise, it will be very troublesome to be targeted by hunters." Pan Hu
Dahan grinned and sneered, then pulled the reins and turned around to leave.
Pan Hu Khan came with a group of people, thinking that he would surely win and take away Princess Dai Lisi, but who knew that Cheng Yaojin would appear in the middle of the road, not only losing face, but also making the people of the Golden Knife Tribe laugh?
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A group of people returned defeated, and Pan Hu sweated with a fire in his heart. He felt worse than eating a fly.
"Are you threatening me? The people on the grassland are indeed a bunch of barbarians." Looking at the leaving group of people, Lu Chen's eyes flashed with helplessness.
Lu Chen's defeat of the Blood Sword Martial Saint also made everyone look at him with admiration, and his status suddenly rose. Many tribesmen looked at him with eyes filled with admiration.
That was the famous Blood Sword Martial Saint, and he was defeated by him. The fight just now was really eye-opening.
"Brother Bray, according to..." Tarot Khan looked at Lu Chen with a cheerful voice, and was about to announce the final pick of the draft.
But Chase Lu directly interrupted the other party: "Tarot Khan, I have something else to do, so I won't disturb you."
After that, he looked at the Golden Sword Martial Saint who was not far away: "Brother Tu Li Lei, it's really troublesome to bother me for so many days. I still have things to do, so I'll take my leave now. We have a long time to come. We are destined to meet again."
Tarot Khan is a duplicitous person. He abandons allies at will and plays tricks for his own personal gain. Do you think Lu Chen doesn't know what's going on?
He was just too lazy to expose it. Besides, he met them by chance and there was no need to have anything to do with them.
Walk your own way.
He knew very well that where there was a cause, there must be an effect. If he got into trouble because of coming to the Golden Knife Tribe, this was something he didn't want to see.
He just wants to pursue his own path.
After Lu Chen said this, he strode out of the Golden Knife Tribe, and the tribesmen who were blocking the way consciously moved out of the way.
"Hey, we missed the opportunity to win over an extremely powerful man. If he were here, the rise of our Golden Sword Tribe would be just around the corner." Tu Lilei looked at Lu Chen who was drifting away and couldn't help but feel regretful.
The reason why he didn't try to stay was because he could sense the indifference in Lu Chen's tone.
Tarot Khan's behavior was a bit unjust, and his words were a bit hurtful. If it were him, he would have walked away, let alone a super powerful person like Lu Chen.
"What's going on? Why did Mr. Bray leave suddenly? Are you angry?" Dai Lisi asked very anxiously. If she had spoken for Lu Chen at that time, she would not have been in such an embarrassing situation.
Such a talented genius ran away because of their few words.
I'm not anxious about who I'll replace him with!
Lu Chen's strength is obvious to all. He can defeat the famous Blood Sword Martial Saint. Where can he find such a talented person?
"My brother, what's going on with this mine?" Tarot Khan asked in shock.
Tu Lilei smiled bitterly and said: "Khan, don't you think what you said just now is a bit inappropriate? They are standing up for us, but in order to calm Pan Hu's anger, you directly drew a clear line with Bui on the spot. You are too anxious in the future!
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Tarot Khan said helplessly: "I was forced by circumstances at that time, and I had no choice. I had to do this for the sake of the tribe. You should understand my difficulties."
Tu Lilei said indifferently: "I can understand, but I believe others may not understand."
"Teacher, don't blame me. I'm going to chase Mr. Bray back."
Princess Delise gritted her teeth and said.
As long as the tribe can rise and become stronger, she is willing to make any sacrifices.
