The cold wind never stops raging, the rushing river flows unchanged through the ages, the majestic mountains stand eternally still, the continuous forests never stop growing, the beast roars never stopping, and the world of the secret realm seems to have never changed in the past ten thousand years, and will remain the same forever. The only thing that has changed is that in the past month, there have been many more demon beasts that have died under Lu Chenxing's knife than in the past year.

Lu Chenxing stepped on the ground with both feet, jumped up high, dodged the rapid pounce of a cyan snake, and then slashed at the momentum, the blood-red broadsword emitted a demonic red light, like a red lightning bolt piercing the sky, splitting the cyan snake into two, and blood gushed out from the wound of the demon beast. Before Lu Chenxing could land and stand firm, the strong wind behind him hit, Lu Chenxing's expression remained unchanged, as if he had practiced thousands of times, he lifted his strength, put it on his shoulders, and quickly and straight threw himself flat on the ground. The moment he landed on the ground, a big black tiger flew past Lu Chenxing's body, its sharp claws emitting a bright black light, if it wasn't for Lu Chenxing's timely dodge, I am afraid that he would have been divided into several pieces at this moment.

However, Lu Chenxing did not panic at all, and the seven-year-old boy's little face was only calm, as if he was used to seeing this kind of moment when life and death hung by a thread. At the moment when the black tiger jumped over, he slapped the ground with his left hand, and the whole person jumped up, stepped on his right foot, and rotated his body for half a circle, at the same time, he concentrated the strength of his whole body on his right hand, and then held the knife in one hand, and slashed it with one hand, and the blood-colored big knife emitted a blood-colored light, bringing up a gust of knife wind, cutting the black giant tiger into two sections, and the blood was sprinkled all over the sky.

Lu Chenxing fell to the ground, the big knife was stuck straight into the ground, his hands were leaning on, and his face was flushed with a strange flush. His clothes were already in tatters, his body was already stained with blood, and his surroundings had been filled with the corpses of demon beasts. He looked at a small grass with nine leaves that emitted purple light not far in front of him, walked over and picked it off and put it into the jade bottle, and sighed: Nine-leaf comfrey, for you, I almost didn't exhaust the master to death, but with you, there is a glimmer of hope in the extreme realm of the master's innate realm, and it is not in vain to turn over the hard work. ”

It turned out that after Lu Chenxing left the small valley, he went all the way up the river, wanting to go to the Central Sacred Mountain. However, as Lu Chenxing gradually approached the Central Divine Mountain, he encountered more and more demon beasts, from not being able to touch one a day to encountering several or even a dozen a day. The strength of the demon beasts is also getting stronger and stronger, from the beginning of the mortal-level demon beasts to the general-level demon beasts, to the king-level demon beasts, and even once encountered a spirit beast.

As soon as the swords and swords and shadows intertwined, they turned into countless corpses. Every encounter between Lu Chenxing and the demon beast is a contest between knives and claws, a contest between the blood of a teenager and the ferocity of the demon beast, and a life-and-death fight.

Lu Chenxing took his broadsword and walked through the valley springs, across the mountains and deep valleys, and through the wilderness and forests. He once wielded a knife to kill countless mortal-level demon beasts who had killed themselves, and he also fought with many general-level and king-level demon beasts with a knife; he even encountered spirit beasts and fell into a situation of nine deaths, and finally with his tenacious will and unyielding fighting spirit, he slashed them under the knife with the big knife that accompanied him in life and death.

The former foess became corpses on the side of the road, the blood of the demon beasts nourished the Dao Dao broadsword and sharpened it, and the brutal battle tempered Lu Chenxing, making the seven-year-old boy farther and farther on the road of the strong, and more and more tired of killing.

Lu Chenxing put away the nine-leaf comfrey, brandished the big knife, and continued to move towards the central sacred mountain.

In the area close to the Central Sacred Mountain, killing seems to be the only theme of the secret realm. The battle for survival between monsters and monsters, the battle for treasure between humans and monsters, and the trick of a brave man who meets on a narrow road. Lu Chenxing was no exception, as he continued to approach the Central Divine Mountain, the frequency of encountering demon beasts was also increasing, and the chances of encountering genius earth treasures were also increasing. Every encounter is a killing, every treasure hunt is a bloody battle, time passes day after day, there are more and more demon beasts dying under Lu Chenxing's knife, and the blood-colored light of the Dao Dao is becoming more and more brilliant, but Lu Chenxing's heart is becoming more and more confused day by day.

"These monsters are also alive, right, is it really right for me to kill them like this?"

"When they die, do they feel nostalgic for the world?"

"When they die, will there be family members who are sad for them?"

"If they die, will their children and partners die?"

"Should I really kill them?"

"If I had only wounded them, instead of killing them, would I not have had these tragedies?"

"Wouldn't it be better if I avoided them?"

"I really don't want to kill anymore. ”

Lu Chenxing's heart became more and more confused, and the knife was no longer as indomitable as before, unparalleled in the world.

Gradually, he no longer pursued killing demon beasts, but left after injuring them, and began to actively avoid the area where demon beasts were active. Slowly, he stopped killing the demon beast, and after about three days, when Lu Chenxing knocked down a king-level demon beast and was about to leave, the demon beast spewed out an inner pill towards Lu Chenxing when Lu Chenxing turned around, and the inner pill was as fast as lightning, and it directly pierced Lu Chenxing's chest, which had no time to dodge, revealing a large hole through his lungs. He fell to the ground weakly, watching the demon beast slowly stand up and walk towards him, its eyes glowing with cruelty and cruelty.

Lu Chenxing's heart was full of thoughts, his heart was like numbness, and when he was dying, scenes flashed in his mind like a marquee.

He forcibly reined in his mind, reluctantly took out the life-saving pill given by his master, and took it orally. The magic medicine is worthy of being a miracle medicine, as soon as the elixir entered the abdomen, it turned into surging medicinal power, curing half of Lu Chenxing's injuries, and recovering thirty percent of his strength, but Lu Chenxing did not get up, but lay on the ground, and when the demon beast approached, when he wanted to tear Lu Chenxing apart, he suddenly burst out, and the big knife in his hand with a fierce and abnormal murderous aura, slashed hard, and cut the demon beast into two parts. Blood was sprinkled all over Lu Chenxing's body, making him look like a demon boy who came out.

Lu Chenxing stood up and quietly looked at the corpse of the demon beast that was broken in two and bleeding all over the ground. I recalled the scene that had just surfaced when I was dying, it was the self-blame for the master, the regret of not being able to see the family I had never met, the unwillingness to die here, the spurning of my stupid behavior, and the pain of letting the white-haired man send the black-haired man to the master.

Lu Chenxing closed his eyes, his face was sometimes frightened, sometimes hideous, and sometimes confused. After I don't know how long it took, Lu Chenxing's face regained its calmness and muttered to himself: "In the wilderness, when life and death are at stake, everyone can only protect what they want to protect. Suddenly, Lu Chenxing opened his eyes suddenly, held the blood-colored big knife with both hands, and followed the wonderful trajectory, slashing out, the knife light flew out, enveloping the entire forest, a mysterious Dao rhyme descended, where the sword light passed, the grass and trees were rotten.

This knife was the second knife created by Lu Chenxing's cultivation of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Technique

This knife was a knife that Lu Chenxing stepped into the second realm of the knife heart and believed in the knife

This knife is a knife that Lu Chenxing shows his belief in the way of the knife to the world

I will guard everything I want to protect with the sword in my hand, and slay all the existence that tries to stand in my way.