Compared to the thoughts of many members of the Qingxuan Squad.
Lu Changsheng had almost no thoughts.
He had only one thought: annihilate the squad in front of him.
And not just the squad in front of him.
As long as it's a squad of Northern Barbarians, if he encounters them, he will wipe them out completely!
"Clang."
Lu Changsheng unsheathed his blade.
He hadn't drawn his blade for an entire year.
This time, however, drawing the blade felt seamless, as natural as breathing.
A streak of blood-colored knife light pierced through the heavens and earth.
The Dragon God Transformation in his body had almost become instinctive.
A force of seven hundred ding, under the amplification of Dragon God Transformation and martial skills, had now surged beyond four thousand ding!
This was an absolutely terrifying number.
That overwhelming force fell upon a member of the Qingxuan Squad.
"Splat."
In an instant, the body was sliced into two.
