Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

It returned to its state before it was damaged, and even improved a little bit.

Evil soldiers!

Lu Wenwu frowned slightly as he looked at the Thick Earth Emperor on the ground, who was breathing out more than breathing in.

It was hasty. We shouldn't have killed the old man.

The opponent's blood and essence had been basically drained, and his soul had been shattered into pieces. It was unknown how much was missing.

Even if it could be saved, it would be meaningless.

The old man was obviously a confidant and should have known a lot of information, but it was a pity that he was killed too early.

Lu Wenwu turned his head and looked at the three innates and the remaining warriors who were still in a fighting state.

The emperor's near death and the deaths of two innates did not seem to affect the battle.

But from the expressions of the three innates, it can be seen that they are panicking to death.

A half-step martial master and the black snake sword can't even break the defense with one stab! How to fight this!

The sacrificial ceremony of the Black Snake Sword has not yet ended, and the blood-sealing formation purchased at a high price from the overlord country has not yet expired. The sacrifice cannot get out, and he and others cannot get out either!

They were forced to be locked in the same cage with a ferocious beast!

kill!

Kill quickly!

Only by killing all these sacrifices and upgrading the Black Snake Sword will they have a chance to survive!

Only then will you have a chance to kill this monster!

However, Lu Wenwu would not give them this opportunity.

With just a thought, his figure appeared next to a Xiantian realm warrior. He stretched out his hand and grasped the powerful fighting force that could easily suppress the warriors below in his hand like holding a chicken.

"How much do you know about the national defense weapon?"

"I don't."

"boom!"

Lu Wenwu didn't bother to listen to the rest of the words. He pinched the head of the Xiantian realm master with an expressionless face, and the head exploded in his palm like a watermelon, causing a bloody rain all over the sky.

He took a step forward and flashed in front of another innate again.

Before the opponent could even react, his head was already in his hand.

"How much do you know about the national defense weapon?"

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He hesitated for just a moment, and immediately felt a powerful squeezing force coming towards his head. He could even hear his skull creaking.

"I'll tell you! Divine weapons are essential for building a country! If you get a divine weapon, you can become an emperor! If you want to become the master of the Thick Earth Empire, I'll..."

"boom!"

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to."

What he said was just some useless nonsense, and Lu Wenwu crushed his head with an expressionless face.

He dodged again and appeared next to the last person in the Innate Realm.

This is also the person with the highest cultivation level among the three, in the late innate stage, second only to Old Wu.

"How much do you know about the national defense weapon?"

Still the same words.

With the two previous experiences, this Xiantian learned to be smart, and immediately screamed and answered loudly: "The magic weapon can absorb the blood and qi of the corpse to become stronger! As long as the Black Snake Sword recognizes its master, any cultivation level can directly become a half-step martial master!"

"That's all?" Lu Wenwu was a little dissatisfied.

The Xiantian Realm showed horror: "I... I knew it was so..."

"boom!"

Another head exploded, and the words he had just spoken came to an abrupt end.

Lu Wenwu felt helpless.

It seems that there are indeed some things that cannot be solved by killing alone.

Chapter 465: Everyone here values ​​money more than their lives?

"boom!"

Just when Lu Wenwu couldn't help frowning and thinking, a loud noise broke his thoughts and made him look back subconsciously.

When he saw the central scene of the Divine Weapon Altar, he was stunned.

The blood soaked the fine snake patterns carved on the jade ground, and the fresh, warm scarlet liquid outlined patches of dark red snake scale patterns on the ground.

The Divine Weapon Festival has been held countless times since the birth of the Black Snake Sword.

The dark red color brought by the old blood has penetrated deeply into the depths of the jade table.

Under the impact of a large amount of Qi and blood, the entire platform had turned an almost dark red, emitting a biting chill.

In the center of the altar, a young warrior who looked only in his teens knelt on one knee, his expression twisted with ecstasy, laughing happily and almost crazily.

If his eyes were not red and no magatama appeared, no one would deny that he was a pure-blooded Uchiha.

Waves of aura belonging to a Half-Step Martial Master burst out from him, and his originally thin figure was growing towards becoming more muscular and robust at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Black Snake Sword was held in the hand of the young Wu Zun, with the tip of the sword inserted into the ground.

The blood flowing on the entire altar was drawn up, flowing upstream along the sword spine, flowing through the black snake head at the top, and making the "venomous fangs" that pierced into the boy's mouth turn a dark red.

The hidden scales on the sword body were rippling, and fine blood lines were like miniature altar reliefs, outlining blood lines on the Black Snake Sword.

"The dog emperor is dead, and I am the emperor! I am the destined one of this black snake sword! If you don't make me the new emperor right now, when will you do that?"

It seemed that he had accumulated enough Qi and blood to complete the transformation. Although the aura of a Half-Step Martial Master on the young warrior was still a little weak, it had become stable overall.

He stood up straight, his feet floating in the air, announcing his presence to the remaining hundreds of warriors.

In the distance, Lu Wenwu narrowed his eyes.

Something is not right.

Those remaining warriors seemed to have no fear of the young martial arts master at all, and all that was left in their eyes was greed.

"The black snake totem has not yet manifested. He is the national treasure that is forcibly controlled by sacrificing his life. He is not yet the real commander of the army! As long as we kill him, we all have a chance!" Someone suddenly shouted.

In an instant, all the warriors on the altar who were still alive moved.

Even though their swords were already blunted and their bodies were already broken, they still showed their greed and bloodthirstiness as they rushed towards the young man holding the sword in the center.

"How brave! How brave!"

The young man had an arrogant look on his face, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The Black Snake Sword in his hand seemed to transform into a real spirit snake. Rays of black light exploded among the crowd, and endless sword energy was released in all directions.

A half-step Martial Master is still a Martial Master.

When facing Lu Wenwu, the power of this world's Half-Step Martial Master was as laughable as that of a child.

But when a half-step martial master who had just been promoted by the national magic weapon faced the real native warrior of this world, the powerful suppressive force was undoubtedly revealed.

Thousands of sword energies shattered the blood-qi killing moves composed of hundreds of warriors, and countless magical weapons were crushed into powder in the torrent of sword energy released casually by the young man.

The hundreds of warriors who rushed forward the fastest were cut into pieces by the sharp sword energy at the first sight, and the incomplete body fragments appeared in a strange radiating pattern on the ground.

The sticky blood soaked the jade ground again, and the dark red dragon scales emitted a faint light.

"Come on! Come on! I'm going to kill you all, kill you all! Hahahaha!"

Feeling that the Qi and blood in his body seemed to have become even stronger, and that the Qi and blood that were constantly gathering together seemed to be about to gather into a real blood core in his Dantian, the expression of the sword-wielding boy became more and more crazy.

Reason was fading from his eyes.

All that remains is killing and greed.

The sword rang like a python's hiss.

A black light suddenly appeared, and one big head after another shot up into the sky.

The twisted double blades of the Black Snake Sword glowed a strange scarlet red, sipping the blood and soul in the air amidst the slaughter.

"There is also the saying that Kryptonian forced his master to accept him and that he was not in full control of the army?"

Looking down at this feast of killing from high above, Lu Wenwu suddenly felt that he seemed to be lucky, as he unexpectedly got some information about the country's magical weapon.

"It seems that these warriors are not all fools."

Thinking of this, Lu Wenwu looked at the sword-wielding young man who was killing fiercely, and his intention was moved.

Amid the killing, the young man seemed to have some feelings as well.

The originally smooth movements stopped instantly, and after fiercely killing the people who were besieging him, his body retreated explosively, and his eyes met Lu Wenwu in the air.

The moment they looked at each other, the boy's eyes, which had been gradually going crazy, suddenly became clearer.

The right hand that had previously held the Black Snake Sword and drank so much blood was actually trembling slightly.

The boy was afraid.

The moment he made eye contact with Lu Wenwu, he inexplicably felt a sudden impulse that was enough to kill him, and his warrior senses were forced to be activated to the extreme.

At that moment, he felt as if he had been targeted by some ancient and ferocious beast.

The strong sense of crisis that one could die suddenly at any time is deeply rooted in the bone marrow, as if it is innate.

The energy and blood are as vast as the ocean, and the aura is as solid as a towering mountain. It is impossible to tell what level of terrifying master he is.

But, in just a breath of time, extreme greed and desire reappeared in the boy's heart.

Just by killing warriors, he is almost a martial arts master.

If I can kill this person here, can I go one step further and become the legendary Martial Saint?

Desire once again suppressed reason.