The thunderous knife was long and wide, and it was the color of blood.

Blood continued to flow down the blood groove of the long knife, pooling on the tip of the knife, and then rushing down into the grass below.

The aura of the long knife is getting heavier and heavier.

Lei Dong was excited, an instinctive excitement from his body. In fact, his bloodiness has not been completely let go for a long time, and he stays by the side of the young lady all day long, how can he kill arbitrarily.

When he first entered no man's land, Lei Dong was very disappointed. There are only inconspicuous flowers and plants here, and there are only boundless grasslands in the twilight, which do not meet what I want at all.

The Infinite Secret Realm, even the first no-man's land, should be very dangerous and fierce.

Lei Dong couldn't, so he could only bury his head in the direction on the post. This is the order of the young lady.

As he walked, Lei Dong was no longer disappointed. There are also beasts, ferocious beasts, bloodthirsty beasts, hordes of beasts.

The beasts were arrogant, and they didn't seem to see the blood-colored knife that Ray was carrying.

Lei Dong laughed very roughly, and the blood-colored long knife could finally be unsheathed.

The long knife chirped happily, slashing at will, the separation of flesh, the shattering of bones, and the smell of blood. This road is destined to make the beasts in the land no longer peaceful.

At this time, the long knife was still billowing with billowing blood. Lei Dong couldn't see a trace of exhaustion, in fact, for a battle maniac like Lei Dong, the most exhausting thing was precisely that there was nothing to do and nothing to fight.

He was standing, straight.

He was waiting, waiting in silence.

There were more and more wolves around, and more wolves from the wasteland were pouring here. The grass has no color, because the mountains are full of wolves' colors, and there are traces of wolves.

The wolves formed a big circle around the thunderbolts, and the circle was very large, because there were many corpses on the periphery of the circle, the corpses of wolves. A wolf was still indifferent when he saw the thunder in the middle, instinctively thought that the thunder was afraid, looked at the wolves around him, and let out a bloodthirsty roar full of confidence.

The wolf pounced.

At the same time, another wolf in the back pounced on Lei Dong's back at this moment.

Lei Dong chewed his tongue, and the dense beard under his nose shook irregularly. Lei Dong raised his knife, turned around, and swept.

Two large wolf heads were tossed high, splashing blood on the ground.

The surrounding wolves kept turning anxiously, circling around the thunder circle, sometimes roaring, sometimes running, and sometimes glaring angrily at the thunder in the middle.

Lei Dong's hair is scattered, and Lei Dong likes this kind of loose hair very much at the moment.

"Not enough, not enough. Lei Dong glanced at the wolves around him and slowly calculated.

More wolf roars rang around, and more wolves came running from farther away. Some gray wolf cubs excitedly followed behind the head wolf, and let out a clear cry from their mouths, but in the blink of an eye, they could only turn around on the ground in a hurry. The wolf ran fast and was long gone.

It's hard to imagine that so many wolves can gather in the steppes of no man's land. The wolves, who originally did not interfere with each other because of their territory, came to the same place at this moment.

Because many wolves have died here, and the thick smell of blood wafts across the grassland. This is clearly a disregard for the wolves, and this is an insult to the wolf clan.

The wolves couldn't wait any longer and looked a little angry. There was a low roar from the rear, it was an order to attack.

Lei flicked his wrists, the blood-colored long knife was swung nervously, and each knife had a piece of wolf blood spilled, and each knife marked the end of a life. The long knife slashed through the wolf's neck with great precision, without a hint of stagnation, and stabbed the other wolf in the stomach with a whirl.

The wolf kept falling in the air, screaming and licking his wounds, some of which were so deep that his body could no longer move, and he could only stare at the battlefield in the middle with a pair of eyes.

But the man still did not fall, but more wolves fell.

More wolves licked their wounds, more wolves stared at the battlefield in the middle.

There was no trace of wind at all when the long knife was waved, the knife was too fast, how could the wind catch up?

Blood splashed on Lei Dong's face, and Lei Dong took advantage of the emptiness of his left hand to wipe it with a big grin, and let out a high-pitched voice of excitement. There were a lot of wolf hairs wrapped in his hair, some golden, some gray, some white, and some red, which was the color of real blood.

Lei Dong's body became more flexible, and the strength in his hands became heavier and greater, and while protecting his body, he took three steps forward.

Instead, the surrounding wolves took three steps back in one endless attack after another.

Some wolves hesitated at first, but many more chose to pounce ferociously.

For decades, this grassland has belonged to wolves, and even the leopards and tigers inside cannot outcompete the wolves. Enough blood has been spilled here, but for the glory of the wolf clan, the wolves must protect the territory.

The moves are extremely simple, there are no tricks to speak of, and they open and close. Even Lei Dong wasn't sure what move he was using, it was just his body's instinct. The swords were bloody, and the ground was full of wolf mutilations.

Thunderbolt again.

The wolves retreated again.

The wolf in the back pounced on the front, and the wolf in front leaned to the sides, but it couldn't resist a simple knife.

The wolves began to hesitate, and some of the wolves had already run behind the thunderbolt, where there were relatives of the wolves, and they wanted to drag them away.

Thunder turned from walking to running. The fighting long knife is a perfect blend of simple moves and flying speed.

A scarlet blade flaunted among the wolves.

Lei Dong enjoys this atmosphere very much, and he adapts to it, which is completely instinctive. Of course, this is also the most in line with Lei Dong's understanding of martial arts: only uninterrupted combat can achieve a higher level of martial arts.

So, he could only fight, swinging his sword again and again.

In just a few hours, the wolves became fewer and fewer, some of them died, and more of them were cowardly and fled.

There were still dozens of the tallest golden-eyed wolves around Lei Dong, and a hint of jealousy flashed in the wolf's eyes, because in their eyes, the person with the knife in front of them was more like a wolf, a more ferocious wolf.

A low roar rang out again, only this time with a somewhat muffled look.

The wolf retreated, and the last golden-eyed wolf also retreated, far away from this bloody battlefield.

The soil on the grassland is very loose, and it absorbs blood and water faster. But there was so much blood that some of it had accumulated together and was slowly flowing down the slope.

The surrounding jagged wolf bodies were scattered in the grass, some of them had big hind legs, some of them only half of their bodies left, but more of them were those hideous wolf heads. It's just that some are cut off at the neck, some are split from top to bottom in the middle, and some only leave the mouth of the wolf at the front.

Lei Dongpan sat on the ground, his breathing was still very even, and he didn't feel any discomfort at all because of the fierce fight just now. The long knife was plunged deep into the earth, and the sticky surface of the knife showed heavy bloodstains.

Lei Dong is recalling, reminiscing in thinking, thinking in recalling. Lei Dong is summing up the battle just now.

In fact, after every battle, Lei Dong sums himself up. He is not Luo Tian, let alone Long Hao, he is just a simple battle maniac, only by fighting, can he improve, and only by summarizing the battle can he finally peek into the realm of thoughts.

The Nian Realm sometimes seemed ethereal, but Lei Dong firmly believed that through the battle, he could finally break through the peak of the martial arts and smoothly enter the Nian Realm.

Lei Dong's brows furrowed, and the center of his eyebrows had been squeezed into a deep "Sichuan" character.

He hears a voice, the voice of a friend, who is weak and sometimes mean. But he knew that this friend was the most important, because he was a friend of Lei Dong.

Lei Dong heard Luo Tian's anxious voice, and heard the sentence "Don't, Xue'er don't", Lei Dong knew that Luo Tian was in trouble.

The blood-colored long knife rose from the ground, slashing a long sword rhyme in the sky.