A jet-black sharp arrow pierced the sky, with a scream, and shot towards Lu Chen at high speed. Immediately behind, a large dark cloud shrouded the sky. Countless arrows were flying all over the sky, and the oppressive atmosphere was like conquering a city.
Such a scene of destruction, just to surround and suppress one person.
The icy wind howled by, and Lu Chen looked at this scene calmly. Facing thousands of troops, he felt the mountain collapse in front of him without changing his expression.
He has fought against countless innate strong men, and also fought against some sectarian armies. Over the years, he has encountered various opponents.
But now he was facing more than 100,000 heavily armed elite cavalry.
Can he alone be able to contend with such a powerful army? This is a strength comparable to that of top forces!
Lu Chen didn't know if he could defeat him, but his eyes exuded absolute confidence.
It is rare in history for an innately strong man to fight against a large army single-handedly, and very few people can defeat one hundred thousand.
If he fails to do this, then the record will be broken by him.
When the first arrow was less than one foot away from him, the figure suddenly jumped into the air, quickly stepped on the arrow shaft with his feet and rushed out, and a purple soft sword popped out of thin air in his right hand.
Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush!....
The strange purple sword shadow radiates in all directions like the dazzling sun.
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
The moment countless arrows came into contact with him, he was strangled into a pile of powder by a strong sword energy.
Lu Chen's icy eyes shot into the army like a sharp arrow, and the Coiled Dragon's soft sword trembled rapidly like a rattlesnake.
The figure rushed forward at great speed, and countless strange purple lights shone like wild thunder, sweeping in all directions.
Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!...
The moment the two sides came into contact, countless stumps and broken arms were suddenly thrown into the air, and hot blood spread wantonly in the air.
The nightmare came, and a bloody fight suddenly broke out.
Lu Chen was like a swimming fish, moving at high speed among the army that was like a sea of people. Wherever he went, rivers of blood flowed.
The elegant and strange Coiling Dragon Soft Sword was like the scythe of the god of death. It struck out continuously and began to crazily harvest the lives of those cavalrymen.
Phew, a strange purple gust of wind passed by, and the horses were split into pieces in an instant, and the cavalry were split into two. Balls of blood mist exploded in an instant, and bones and internal organs were scattered on the ground.
"ah!"
"my hand!"
"Brothers, grab him quickly, ah, my legs!"
"Quickly, trip the rope and stop him!"
When Lu Chen rushed into the army, the entire grassland turned into a mess. The flash of swords, the sound of trampling horse hooves, and the shrill screams of the cavalry kept ringing on the grassland. The bloody scene was like purgatory and too horrible to watch.
In order to deal with Lu Chen, Saha Khan summoned all the elite cavalry of the Blood Wolf Tribe. It can be said that he spent a lot of money. He was determined to kill Lu Chen and restore the prestige of the Blood Wolf Tribe on the grassland.
But this time, he finally hit the wall.
Because what he faced was not an ordinary innate martial saint, but an unparalleled swordsman who once dominated the land of Kyushu.
"There are so many people, there should be nearly 100,000 people!" "You are too fanciful to think of using the human sea tactic to encircle and suppress me!"
"In that case, let you have a taste of the unparalleled sword master!"
Lu Chen's figure moved erratically, like a shark swimming among fish. As he charged, he kept changing directions and moving around. The irregular movements made his figure become more erratic and ghostly.
Brushing, a cavalry wielded a broadsword and struck down quickly. Lu Chen swung his thigh, slashing it like a sword, and slapped the opponent hard, sending the opponent flying backwards. It was like a cannonball that smashed into the crowd, overwhelming them.
A big piece.
Lu Chen continued to charge forward, and eight soldiers rushed in from four directions around him.
Whoosh, the figure twisted erratically, avoiding the spears of the soldiers in front. The Coiling Dragon Sword quickly thrust out, and instantly wrapped around the neck of a cavalryman on the left. He pulled violently, and poof, a human head shot up into the sky, and blood flowed from the neck like a water column.
Spewing out everywhere.
Brush. Brush. Brush....
The erratic purple sword shadow shook three times in a row, making several crisp sounds, and in the blink of an eye, it split several other soldiers into two from head to toe, with a look of horror on their faces.
In the face of the magic weapons, these cavalrymen were like paper, vulnerable to a single blow.
What's more, his swordsmanship vaguely contains the mystery of wind, and the speed of swinging the sword has increased several times, and the efficiency of killing enemies is simply unimaginable.
Facing many enemies, Lu Chen using the Panlong Soft Sword to perform swordsmanship is naturally the best choice.
There were enemies on all sides. The more Lu Chen killed, the crazier he became. Coupled with the evil aura of the Phaseless Soul Sword lurking in his body, the murderous intention emanating from his whole body became more and more intense, as if his killing nature had been liberated, and his expression looked extremely excited.
There was no care for the killing.
Lu Chen moved erratically, charging into the crowd like a ghost. The strange sword light kept lighting up. Wherever he went, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and screams continued.
Every time a sword light shines, a soldier will fall.
He was the only target of the Blood Wolf Tribe's cavalry. Wherever he rushed, there were his enemies. His whole body was like a whirlpool, and he was forced to cut a bloody path in the chaotic army.
Lu Chen kept attracting the surrounding cavalry and kept swinging his sword. He was so fierce that no one could get even one foot closer to his body.
Many cavalrymen rushed over, but before they could see the figure clearly, their heads were cut off inexplicably.
The Panlong Soft Sword is an extremely sharp soft sword. When it shakes, it moves erratically and strangely, making it impossible to guard against and unpredictable.
As soon as he swung his sword, countless sword shadows were struck out, like a burst of strange purple wind.
Even those cavalrymen who were accustomed to killing with swords were frightened when faced with such a demonic Lu Chen.
After all, cavalry are human beings. Although they are murderous on the grassland, they are also afraid of death and enemies more ferocious than themselves.
At this time, many people began to realize that the human sea tactic was useless against this enemy.
At the beginning, I felt nothing after killing a few people, but after a while, when the number of soldiers killed by Lu Chen's sword exceeded thousands.
Saha Khan's originally excited face gradually solidified, as if he had seen a ghost, and became very solemn.
When an innately strong man faced an army of 100,000 people, not only did he not be killed, but he was allowed to slaughter so many tribal warriors. This strength was simply incredible.
"Ulihan, Sagarlei, you two go and deal with him!" Saha Khan did not dare to delay any more time and strived for a quick decision. Ulihan and Sagarlei were two of the eight generals of the Blood Wolf Tribe.
In terms of status, he is on the same level as Thor Gil, who died in Lu Chen's hands.
One of these two people has an innate realm of virtual elixirs, and the other has an innate realm of real elixirs. They are brave and good at fighting on the grassland. They have defeated countless tribes and are the nightmare of countless grassland people.
"It's an order!" Wulihan Sagarlei heard the Saha Khan's order, and immediately roared, and quickly rode towards Lu Chen on his horse.
Ulihan and Sagarlei rode the most famous fiery horse on the grassland and galloped over with weapons in hand. Wherever they went, the cavalry quickly moved out of the way.
"Boy, take your life!" Wulihan held a mace weighing hundreds of kilograms in his hand, raised it suddenly, roared like a god of war, drew an arc in the air, and hit Lu Chen hard.
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Lu Chen glanced at the scene out of the corner of his eye, and his body blurred out of the way to get out of the way of the opponent's blow.
There was a loud bang, and a horrifyingly large hole was instantly smashed out of the place where he stood, the soil flew away, and the terrifying vibrations spread out more than ten feet away.
"Today, you won't be able to escape with your wings!" The sturdy Sagarlei appeared behind Lu Chen, his eyes widened, he roared angrily, and stabbed Lu Chen in the head with a spear.
Lu Chen seemed to have eyes on his back. He twisted his shoulders and narrowly avoided the shot. He grabbed the barrel of the gun with his left hand like lightning and exerted all his strength.
He actually pulled Sagarrei off his horse, kicked him violently, and lifted him hard on the opponent's chest.
Sagarlei was immediately kicked out by him, knocking several horses into the air, and blood spurted out along the way.
With just one kick, he actually kicked General Sagarlei, who was in the realm of innate physical elixirs, until he vomited blood. It was such a terrifying force that all the cavalry around him were dumbfounded.
"Humph, good boy, take a beating from me!" When Wu Li saw Sagarlei being seriously injured, he roared violently and swept towards Lu Chen with the mace in his hand.
The force of this stick is enough to smash a hill into pieces.
When the sense of crisis came, Lu Chen was like a tumbler, leaning backwards, with the mace on his back, and he slapped the ground with his palm and quickly bounced up.
The Panlong Divine Sword stabbed out quickly, and the sword penetrated the opponent's throat like lightning. Wulihan's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that he was killed like this.
Lu Chen kicked the opponent away with a kick, his eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "A person with an innate virtual core dares to fight with me, how many lives do you have?"
With his current strength, the only people who can pose a threat to him are the super strong men at the virtual god level. To him, ordinary innates are no different from ordinary ones, just slightly stronger ants.
Come and kill each of these things.
Whoosh, the figure flickered and rushed into the nearby army again, killing them crazily.
The killing made him more and more crazy, and his eyes turned vaguely blood red.
Killing two generals in a row was a big blow to the warriors of the Blood Wolf Tribe, and the originally high morale instantly dropped a lot.
Since the Blood Wolf Tribe planned to use force to solve the problem, it was playing into Lu Chen's hands. He had not killed so happily in a long time.
The whole person is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, becoming more and more courageous as he fights. The Coiling Dragon Divine Sword turns into a stream of elegant purple wind, and shoots out in all directions with a violent thunder.
Puff puff!
Facing the demonic peak warrior, the wall of countless cavalry could not stop his killing pace.
On the green grassland, corpses fell one after another, and soon they accumulated into a hill.
