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Lu Hao was stunned, his mountain slashing sword had only been changed for a short time, there should be no problem, but under the other party's blow, he didn't carry it at all!

However, despite thinking so in his heart, his body reacted quickly, and quickly moved sideways before the opponent's giant sword fell.

The other party used a good sword!

Lu Hao had doubts in his heart again, for the strength of this man-eating monster, he was not worthy of such a good sword.

It seems that this man-eating monster must have a good old man.

Lu Hao was right, this man-eater was the son of Ahama, one of the commanders of the man-eating monster army, Chuan Xiameng.

In terms of age, it is only twelve years old in the human race. But he is already tall and powerful, and his strength is far ahead of his peers, and he is considered a genius among the man-eating chiseltooth clan.

He loved this son very much, and had high hopes for him, so he took the treasure of the Three Netherworlds, searched for the best craftsmen, and forged this sword for him.

Chuan Xiameng came here with his cronies, originally to have some experience, but it was greedy for human flesh and stopped in this small sentry, but was bumped into by Lu Hao.

It ate a lot just now, and it didn't think that the Terran martial artist was anything powerful, so it didn't take Lu Hao in his eyes.

And a sword cut off Lu Hao's mountain sword, making it even more proud, roared, and attacked Lu Hao again.

Lu Hao knew that this sword was extraordinary, so he flashed it directly, and left with it.

Chuan Xia howled violently and turned around and pounced, seeing that he was getting closer and closer, he raised his giant sword and was about to slash down.

At the same time, it was still wondering in its heart, which part of the meat on this bold Terran warrior was more delicious.

didn't know that on Lu Hao's right index finger, there were already red and blue lights entangled and converged.

Just as Chuan Xiameng was about to slash down with a sword, Lu Hao turned around suddenly, and the half-cut sword in his left hand was thrown at Chuan Xiameng's face.

Chuan Yameng turned his head to dodge, but saw two intertwined rays of light shooting head-on.

He tried to raise his head again to dodge, but it was too late.

The Ice, Fire, Stone Tomb Arrow slammed into the face of the chisel-toothed monster, blasting a hole open.

Chuan's head was shattered by the explosion, and the headless corpse stood upright for a moment before falling to the ground.

The surrounding ogres were stunned, and after two breaths, they screamed in horror, and then frantically pounced on Lu Hao.

Their fear did not come from Lu Hao, but from Chuan Xiameng's father, Ahima.

In the time of these two breaths, Lu Hao reached out and picked up Chuan Meng's sword, turned around, and the sword whistled, as if it was about to break free from his hand and escape.

This made Lu Hao very surprised: he had used a lot of swords, but none of the elephants in his hand seemed to have his own spirituality.

Holding the sword in both hands, his body turned like a whirlwind, the edge of this sword was better than Lu Hao's expectations, in his hands, the giant sword was almost indestructible.

The man-eater who surrounded it collapsed in an instant!

But they didn't dare to retreat, they still hugged one after another, and then they were slaughtered again by Lu Hao!

Half an hour later, Lu Hao got used to the sword in his hand, and then looked around, the ogres were all killed, and Lu Hao also had more than ten wounds on his body.

At this time, Lu Hao had time to take a closer look at the sword in his hand.

I don't know what metal the sword was made of, it was originally a large sword, and its weight was heavier than its appearance.

The sword has a simple and clumsy pattern, and the blade has terrible serrations in addition to the edge.

The blade stretched out to the sides, and the hilt appeared to be made of the vertebrae of an unknown monster.

Lu Hao was very satisfied with this sword, the sword was already very docile in his palm at this time, but Lu Hao knew that as long as he input his vitality, then this guy would become a murder weapon again.

"Very good, your name is called the Killing Feast!" Lu Hao felt the violent and ruthless aura hidden in the sword, he muttered to himself, and then lifted the sword back.

Looking at those Terran warriors again, they looked at Lu Hao at this time, but their eyes were not seeing a savior, but despair.

"Give us a good ......," a Terran warrior shouted.

"Kill...... Kill us......"

Lu Hao's heart sank: "I'm here to save you, don't worry......"

"It's hopeless...... Those guys just want us alive and it tastes delicious when we eat it...... Kill us!"

On closer inspection, these Terran warriors were indeed extremely tormented, they did not die for a while, just because of the strong vitality of the warriors, but this only made them more painful.

Lu Hao let out a long sigh and raised his sword, but immediately, he put down the killing feast and picked up his broken mountain sword.

"If you have any unfulfilled wishes, I will try to convey them to you as much as possible. Lu Hao said.

"What else is there to wish for...... As a warrior, it is a great blessing to die in the battle with the man-eater...... I just hope you can kill more man-eaters in the future!" said the first warrior miserably.

Lu Hao nodded, then raised his sword and cut off the head of the warrior.

This was the happiest end for him, so Lu Hao didn't hesitate when he started.

"Don't let these animals be our carcass. The second warrior said.

"I'll set a fire. Lu Hao said, and then closed it.

The third martial artist cried softly, he was still very young, not much older than Lu Hao, and when Lu Hao walked towards him, he raised his head: "Live......"

"I'll live for you, cannibal, don't try to kill me!"

Fourth, fifth......

Although Lu Hao is a brave and resolute person, he is actually very painful in his heart when he kills his own people like this.

A person told him about his last wishes, some asked him to give the relics to his family, some asked him to mourn to his family and beg for revenge, and some urged him to do it quickly.

Lu Hao responded one by one, the last martial artist was an old man, he was always silent, until Lu Hao came to him, he raised his head and laughed miserably: "I have a daughter, who is now in the Changyuan Prefecture Martial Arts Palace, called Geng Xiu'er, if you are free, send her a letter, and say that I agree to her marriage." ”

Lu Hao nodded, Changyuan Prefecture is in Licheng Road, located in the easternmost part of the Wuwei Empire.

He raised his sword, but the old warrior said again: "There is a picture on that chisel clan, he takes it out from time to time to look at it, it seems to be very important, you don't forget to take it away." ”

After finishing speaking, the old warrior closed his eyes and said nothing.

After Lu Hao finished him off, he piled up all the flammable things nearby, gathered the corpses of the human race, set fire to them, and began to burn.

Looking at the corpses in the fire, two strings of tears dripped from Lu Hao's eyes.

Although he always remained calm and resolute just now, he personally finished off these races, and he could even be said to be comrades-in-arms, how could he not be sad and sad!

He just never shed a tear in front of outsiders.

Dragged the headless corpse of Chuan Xiameng over and put it in front of the fire, which was regarded as a sacrifice to these human warriors.

Thinking of the old warrior's last words, Lu Hao searched Chuan Xiameng's body, and sure enough, there was a map of animal skins, and he glanced at it, it seemed to be near the lonely mountain.

At this time, he did not have time to take a closer look, and after putting it away, he retrieved the cloud pony beast, turned over, and continued to move towards the south.