A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Above the wilderness, in the early morning sunshine, under the witness of the tribesmen, four prairie warriors started a life-and-death fight.

In the early stage of a party's internal energy, there were two centurions at the peak of body refining, the leader's in-laws, loyal and sharing the honor and disgrace, so they had to stand up, otherwise the new leader would not let them go.

On the other side, there is only one person, a young swordsman in the early stage of inner energy.

The leader did not want to take risks and had once encouraged him, but the herdsmen, just like when he challenged the previous leader more than 20 years ago, watched with cold eyes and did not participate. The usual oaths of loyalty were a joke.

Blood sprayed, the arm holding the sword flew away and fell to the ground, and the warrior wailed and screamed.

Jiang Ding looked at this scene coldly.

It belongs exclusively to the customs and habits of mortals in the Great Sun Sword Sect's grassland country. It is a system similar to ancient knights. The stronger swordsman owns everything, and the weak deserve to die.

Between life and death, powerful potential will be stimulated and a swordsman's will will break through. This is the purpose of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion.

The monks and mortals who died because of this are just like soil in their eyes, and it is difficult to arouse any resonance. The losers are not the disciples of Jiange, as they should be.

Fighting is not a martial arts routine drill, which is fancy and colorful.

After only a dozen moves, the leader Tuch fell to the ground, his thigh was broken at the base, and blood flowed all over the ground. He screamed and begged for mercy: "Spare me! Brother Meng, spare me. I also let you go back then." , please, spare me!"

Beside him, two centurions at the peak of their physical training had their arms broken and their heads decapitated. The broken necks were radiating heat and gradually getting colder.

The leader Tuch was in a higher realm and had two subordinates, but his swordsmanship was not strong enough and the strength gap brought by his realm was not large enough, so he died.

The only result was a scar so deep that one could see the bones on the opponent's face, and blood dripped down and wet his eyes.

"Touch, you are old."

Brother Meng laughed loudly: "I still remember that when you killed my father and my whole family, your sword skills were fierce and ruthless, and you risked your lives at every turn. Why are you still hesitating now, thinking about it before you even draw the sword? How to protect yourself without getting hurt?”

"Is your woman too coquettish and her breasts so big that your sword becomes limp?"

"Hahaha!"

He laughed wildly and stepped on Tuhe's face: "I will take good care of your wife and daughter for you. I won't kill you. Just watch them carefully!"

"Damn bastard..."

Tuhe no longer took any chances and cursed bitterly.

"Meet the leader!"

The surrounding herdsmen of the Tahe tribe no longer looked at him. More than ten people ignored him and fled immediately when they saw the situation was wrong. The remaining people came to the young swordsman and knelt down on one knee, following the long-standing practice of the grassland. Offer your loyalty.

"Hahaha, this day..."

Meng Ge's face turned red. His long-cherished wish came true. He was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He stretched out his hands and said, "This is not the end, it is just a beginning. When I advance further in my swordsmanship, I will conquer the surroundings and challenge thousands of people." On the road of the tribe, I will become the captain of ten thousand men, and the prestige of my Zhahe family will spread to all directions..."

"Headman, this day will come."

"It must be so."

The surrounding herdsmen paid flattering compliments.

Some old herdsmen looked slightly dazed.

It seems that Tuch said the same thing twenty years ago. The words were different, but the meaning was similar.

I don’t know how long this new leader can stay.

"An environment where everyone is in danger and mentally stressed at all times."

Jiang Ding judged, stopped paying attention, turned and left.

After flying for more than ten days, I finally passed through the grassland mortal country, and first- and second-level spiritual veins began to appear, with many foundation-building Qi-training realm cultivators living on them.

No surprise, all their weapons are flying swords.

Moreover, it is a pure flying sword, without any magical weapons such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, jade, or Ruyi, nor defensive magical weapons such as shields or jade beads.

Occasionally, someone would use a defensive weapon in a life-and-death battle, often in a sneaky way, quickly silencing them with one blow, and running away.

Needless to say, many cultivators hide this kind of thing at the bottom of their boxes. The price of a good defensive magic weapon is ridiculously high. A mid-grade defensive magic weapon dares to sell it for the same price as a top-quality defensive magic weapon. It's like smuggling taboo items.

This is also true.

Jiang Ding briefly read the surface memories of several Qi-training monks and found that in the territory of the Great Sun Sword Sect, no matter whether you are a casual cultivator or a subordinate force of the Sword Sect, defensive magic weapons cannot be used. This is a capital offense.

Once someone reports him and there is solid evidence, the Great Sun Sword Sect will immediately execute the person and tell everyone.

The lifelong goal of many casual cultivators is to understand the meaning of the sword, join the Great Sun Sword Sect, and become the core disciple of the Great Sun Sword Sect. One person is better than ten thousand people, and the future is boundless.

As long as he understands the meaning of the sword, no matter his origin, no matter what serious crimes he has committed before - it cannot be committed against the core disciples of the Great Sun Sword Sect.

The second-rate ones, even if they have killed many inner disciples of the Great Sun Sword Sect, are fine, even if they were spies of other sects before, no matter what.

As long as you understand the meaning of the sword, you will immediately be accepted by the Great Sun Sword Sect and become its core disciple.

The family members can also be properly settled, live a prosperous life, and be freed from the endless challenges and challenges on the grassland. The entire family no longer has to worry about anything. The Great Sun Sword Sect will give preferential treatment, even to third-level spirits. The pulse is given without hesitation.

The next best dream is to have expertise in alchemy, drawing non-offensive talismans, weapon refining, formations, etc., and to be able to enter the Great Sun Sword Sect, become a disciple of the inner and outer sect, serve a small number of core disciples, and also be able to leave. bloody battle.

Finally, I thought about joining the army of the Great Love King.

I heard that in the kingdom of the Great Love King, all brothers are as close as one family. There are no endless bloody battles. Every monk can get the foundation passed down to establish his career. He has the same skills and spiritual veins, and there is no shortage of elixirs and talismans. Loose cultivators from all over come to join us, it is a place like the kingdom of heaven.

"Daai Zhenren?"

Seeing this name again, Jiang Ding was startled: "His influence seems to be greater than what was reported in the intelligence. He has some early signs of equality, and he is still a radical extremist. This system has not yet been corrupted in the early days. , it can indeed make a large group of people truly risk their lives and fight."

"That is, if it is too extreme, the productivity will not be achieved, it will not comply with the laws of reality, and the rate of corruption will be quite alarming."

"If time is allowed to pass, they will also implode internally."

Jiang Ding hurried along, hiding his figure and ignoring the disturbances along the way. Unknowingly, it was another year.

Along the way, we passed many affiliated sects and family forces of the Great Sun Sword Sect. Except for a few, they were all trapped in perennial challenges and bloody battles.

No one, from ordinary people to golden elixir monks, can escape. As long as the sword intention is not born and the Sun Sword Sect is not accepted, they will face eternal challenges. The loser will die and the family will be destroyed. Lose everything.

Everything is just to give birth to the Sword Intention Sword Cultivator and inherit the sect.