Lu Changsheng was too lazy to talk nonsense.

His thoughts were unclear and his emotions were agitated, which was when he wanted to kill someone.

These bandits took the initiative to seek death, so Lu Changsheng would not be polite.

Facing dozens of bandits, Lu Changsheng kicked off his legs, jumped off the horse and instantly landed among the bandits.

"Silk sword, kill!"

The energy and blood in Lu Changsheng's body exploded instantly.

Suddenly, Qi and blood turned into silk, and the silk was like a sword.

"Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much".

Silk swords shot out in all directions like a violent storm in an instant.

"What?"

"What method is this?"

"my hand……"

Many bandits were frightened.

With just one breath, dozens of bandits fell to the ground.

Most of them turned into corpses.

Even if they were not dead, they were all injured, struggling and wailing on the ground.

Lu Changsheng still stood where he was.

He fell off the horse into the midst of the bandits without even moving.

The energy and blood in his body turned into a "silk sword", and he had already killed dozens of bandits.

These methods are simply miraculous.

However, Lu Changsheng seemed to have noticed something at this moment, and there was a hint of surprise in his expression.

"My energy and blood haven't been consumed much?"

Lu Changsheng was very surprised.

The wave of "silk swords" just now would logically consume a lot of energy and blood.

After all, the loss of Qi and blood will be very large.

However, the energy and blood in his body are now surging, and it does not look like it has been wasted at all.

"No, it's not that there is no consumption, but that the energy and blood are restored too quickly."

"It's bone marrow! The hematopoietic ability of the bone marrow after the marrow transplantation has been greatly improved. Although the blood is not qi and blood, the huge amount of blood can undoubtedly restore qi and blood quickly."

"Once the marrow is changed, the ability to recover Qi and blood is greatly enhanced. In particular, I not only changed the marrow, but also had blood transfusion. The two phases are superimposed, and the marrow is exchanged. My endurance, recovery, etc. are greatly improved."

"Although there is no such thing as a half-step divine power realm, my current state is actually equivalent to a half-step divine power realm..."

Lu Changsheng could clearly feel that his strength had improved a lot.

His current state is actually far stronger than that of Zang Refining Warrior.

Even the peak of Zang refining is nothing in front of him.

Far stronger than the Zang-refining peak warrior, but not a divine power warrior, he is the only one between the two.

What is that if it's not the "Half-Step Divine Power Realm"?

Originally, Lu Changsheng was worried about the large number of bandits under the command of the Thirteen Riders of the Desert. Although his silk sword was powerful and could be used in group attacks, it also consumed a lot of energy and blood, and was used up in one or two attempts.

Now it seems that his Qi and blood are recovering very quickly, and there is no need to worry about the consumption of Qi and blood.

Lu Changsheng walked directly in front of a bandit. This bandit's arm was pierced by a silk sword and his clothes were dyed red with blood, but he probably wouldn't be dead for a while.

Lu Changsheng grabbed hold of the bandit with his big hand, directly lifted the bandit up, and asked coldly: "Where are the Desert Thirteen Riders?"

"In the cottage."

"Guide the way."

Lu Changsheng didn't care about the bandit's injuries and directly carried the bandit into the forest.

In the mountain forest, Lu Changsheng saw an abandoned temple halfway up the mountain from a distance.

The temple was surrounded and some simple fences were built, but the shouts and noises of many bandits inside could still be vaguely heard.

Apparently, this abandoned temple has been built into a simple mountain stronghold by bandits.

"who?"

Lu Changsheng was discovered before he even got close to the village.

There were two faint bandits hiding in the grass nearby.

This is obviously a secret whistle!

The bandits caught by Lu Changsheng must have known about the secret whistle, but they did not alert Lu Changsheng.

"The bandits cannot be trusted!"

The energy and blood in Lu Changsheng's hand turned into a sword, which instantly pierced the heart of the injured bandit in his hand.

Then, he threw the bandit's body towards the two secret sentries with all his strength.

There was a "bang" sound.

The bandit's body hit two secret sentries.

"ah……"

Suddenly, the two secret sentries screamed and were crushed to death.

With Lu Changsheng's current physical condition, even if he just throws it casually, the power is very terrifying, and it is normal for him to kill two secret sentries.

However, the screams of the two secret sentries also alerted the bandits in the village.

"what happened?"

"It seems something happened to the secret whistle."

"There's an assassin!"

All of a sudden, all kinds of sounds came and went in the village.

One by one the archers immediately hid behind the fence, aiming their bows and arrows or crossbows at Lu Changsheng.

Lu Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly. There were hundreds of bandits in the village.

And there are actually archers, who seem to be well-trained.

Obviously, these Thirteen Riders of the Desert are not only good at martial arts, they may even be proficient in battle formations.

Or maybe it was the work of the White Lotus Sect.

With these archers, Lu Changsheng could not take advantage of the bandits' panic and break into the stronghold.

Even though he is already a "half-step divine power realm" warrior who has exchanged marrow for blood, his body is still made of flesh and blood.

If you break in forcefully, you will most likely be injured or even killed by a bow and arrow.

"If I had Zhao Xing's armor, I could break through the bandit's arrow array!"

Lu Changsheng thought of Zhao Xing's armor.

But now he has no armor.

Looking from a distance, Lu Changsheng could vaguely see several sharp eyes falling on him in the village.

It should be the Thirteen Riders of the Desert, or a master of the White Lotus Sect.

They seemed to be very cautious and did not send anyone out rashly.

Lu Changsheng looked around and saw that there was nothing else but densely packed trees in the surrounding mountains and forests.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Big tree..."

An idea flashed in Lu Changsheng's mind.

When he saw the big leafy trees, he already had a way to deal with the archers and even break down the gate of the stronghold.

Lu Changsheng went straight to a towering tree that needed to be surrounded by three people.

He immediately hugged the trunk of the big tree with both hands, but he could only hug part of it.

Then he pulled up with all his strength.

"Swish, swish, swish."

The branches and leaves of the big tree were shaking constantly, but there was not much movement in the big tree.

The bandits in the village all stared at Lu Changsheng with wide eyes.

"What is he doing?"
To be continued...