The three figures stood at different angles and maintained different postures. The only thing they had in common was that their eyes were filled with disbelief, and there was a thin red dot on their throats.
Their lips moved, but they could not make a sound. They turned their heads with difficulty, but when they turned halfway, they could not move anymore, and their bodies fell forward.
The three foreign tribesmen, whose strength was equivalent to a Sixth Revolution Sword Intent and a Sixth Revolution Profound Sword Practitioner, not only did they not cause any harm to Chu Mu, but they were also easily dealt with by Chu Mu.
Three swords had broken their attacks, and three swords had killed them.
Even when they died, they could not believe that this human swordsman's strength was so strong. Could he be in the God Condensation Realm?
Chu Mu would not give them an answer, and they could not wait until then, because death had come, and everything was lost.
Chu Mu gently exhaled. Just now, besides not using the Burning Blood Transformation, he had used all his strength. The effect was amazing, and it also made Chu Mu fully aware of his own strength.
Invincible under the God Condensation Realm, it was not just empty words.
The demon eye attack of the Demon Eye tribesman was very strong, and it was close to Chu Mu's mind. If it had been any other Sixth Revolution swordsman, they would have been trapped in the battle against the demon eye, and their perception of the outside world would be greatly reduced. They would have undoubtedly become a pig waiting to be slaughtered.
However, Chu Mu's mind was unbelievably strong, and the demon eye attack of the Demon Eye tribesman was completely ineffective. It was directly defeated by Chu Mu's strong mind.
No matter what, the three foreign tribesmen's teamwork was very well coordinated. Unfortunately, they had met Chu Mu, a monster that could not be calculated with common sense.
The three foreign tribesmen were very strong, and dying under Chu Mu's sword brought Chu Mu a rich income of battle points. Each of them had 32 points, and a total of 96 points.
Three hundred and eighty-eight points were Chu Mu's current battle points.
"One thousand battle points. It won't take long." Chu Mu smiled to himself.
Among the unrated battle teams, only he dared to say this. This was because the majority of the members of the other unrated battle teams were only at the first transition, with a portion at the second transition. As for the third transition, there were very few of them.
Chu Mu decided to stay in the Crimson Wasteland and hunt non-stop until his battle points exceeded a thousand. If he could earn more, he could use the thousand battle points to make the Zhen Tian Battle Team an official battle team. The remaining points could be used to support his training or buy some useful items.
Chu Mu's wealth had increased by quite a bit after he had taken the spatial rings and weapons of the three foreign experts with ease. He destroyed the corpses and left like the wind. His killing intent had also dissipated with the desolate wind.
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There were a total of ten people gathered together to rest. Their robes were tattered, and it was clear that they had experienced many battles.
Looking at their position and posture, one could tell that they were very experienced. They were in a state where they could attack or dodge at any time. This was a battle team that had experienced hundreds of battles.
"What a terrifying fellow. I wonder which race he is from." One of the members of the team sighed.
"Looking at the wounds of the ancient beasts, they are sword wounds. He is most likely a human swordsman." A middle-aged man in the team said.
"Not necessarily. Among the hundred races, we are not the only ones who use swords."
"No matter what, he is still a terrifying fellow. Judging from the traces, he was alone. Every ancient beast was killed with a single sword strike. With such strength, he has either reached the God Condensation Realm, or he is basically invincible among those below the God Condensation Realm."
Another seven days passed. The number of beasts, blood demons, and foreign races that died under Chu Mu's sword increased. Most of the foreign races would be destroyed by Chu Mu. However, the stronger the ancient beasts were, the larger their bodies would be. Chu Mu did not waste time to destroy the corpses of the ancient beasts.
The large corpses left behind were discovered by some passing teams. After examining the wounds, it caused a lot of shock.
On the surface of the surrounding traces, there was only one person who attacked, or even only one person. There was only one wound, and it was a fatal wound caused by a sword.
Those who had been in the Crimson Wasteland for many years had good eyesight. Some of the better ones could even reconstruct the situation of the battle based on the traces left behind.
It was precisely because of this that people were shocked.
The dead ancient beasts were at the level of a first transition swordsman, and some were at the level of a sixth transition swordsman. Their strength was different, but the way they died was the same.
No one knew who the attacker was. It was even difficult to determine the race. They only felt terrified.
If it was a foreign race, would they be completely wiped out if they encountered him?
All these signs led people to give this unknown terrifying figure a name: the Wasteland Slaughterer.
Because until now, more than a hundred ancient beast corpses had been found.
...
The Crimson Wasteland was very vast. Even with Chu Mu's speed, it was impossible for him to travel through it in a short time. The current him could be considered to have truly entered the depths of the Crimson Wasteland.
Along the way, all the strong opponents he encountered all died under Chu Mu's sword. None of them were lucky enough to survive. They became Chu Mu's spoils of war, and also became Chu Mu's battle points.
Unknowingly, the battle points on Chu Mu's temporary battle points sword at his waist soared, reaching 822 points. He was very close to 1,000 points.
Another ancient beast died under Chu Mu's sword. This was a black python that was at the level of a third transition swordsman. After killing it, Chu Mu obtained another four battle points.
826 battle points.
Not continuing forward, Chu Mu used his sword to cut and skin the python. Then, he dug out a piece of meat that was about a dozen kilograms and started a fire to roast it.
Chu Mu was not a saint without desires. After entering the Crimson Wasteland for so long, he had been constantly rushing and fighting. He had never truly rested.
The sizzling sound of roasting meat rang out, and a rich fragrance wafted out.
Some ancient beasts' meat could not be eaten as it would cause damage to the human body. However, some ancient beasts' meat was delicious.
This was especially true for snake-type ancient beasts. Their meat was tender and refreshing, leaving a rich aftertaste.
Golden oil dripped from the roasted snake meat and landed on the fire, causing the flames to surge and roast crazily.
Such ferocious flames would instantly turn ordinary snake-type meat into charcoal. However, the meat of ancient beasts contained powerful energy. Ordinary flames could not cook them at all.
He leisurely flipped the roasted meat, allowing the fierce flames to roast this large piece of meat, allowing the heat to seep into the meat.
Fifteen minutes later, Chu Mu took out various seasonings that he had stored for a long time from his spatial ring. He sprinkled a bit of each of them on the meat. Under the roasting flames, the fragrance of the seasonings seeped into the meat, causing the aroma to become even richer. It also carried other flavors, giving off a very colorful feeling.
Chu Mu's nose twitched a few times. It seemed that he had not roasted meat for himself in such a leisurely manner in a very long time.
The rich aroma of the roasted meat drifted with the wind, drifting very far away. It also attracted a group of people over.
"What a fragrant roasted meat." A rough voice rang out, followed by the sound of footsteps. Chu Mu did not turn his head, nor did he reveal any surprise. He had already sensed them when they were a thousand meters away.
There was a total of one person. He was over two meters tall, and his black and red clothes could not hide his steel-like muscles. He seemed like a small giant. His dark face carried a hint of a smile, and his eyes were like a fierce tiger's. They were filled with might. Just his figure alone was enough to make people feel pressured. Coupled with his presence, it was extremely shocking.
This person carried a huge sword that was almost two meters long on his back. It was like a door plank.
When this small giant-like figure walked over, it was as if a shadow had suddenly shrouded it. The enormous pressure caused the air to nearly freeze. The main source of the pressure was the small giant-like swordsman. That aura even made Chu Mu feel astonished.
"Brother, can you give me half of such fragrant roasted meat?" The rough voice rang out again, exploding in his ears like thunder. This person sat down beside Chu Mu and placed his huge sword across his legs. He did not seem like a stranger at all. With a wave of his hand, a dark red wine gourd appeared. "I'll treat you to a drink."
Chu Mu glanced at the opponent. His expression was calm, but in his heart, he was shocked by the enormous aura the opponent unintentionally emitted and the small giant-like figure.
"Okay." Chu Mu gave a simple answer.
He knew at first glance that this person was very powerful. Otherwise, he would not have entered the interior of the Crimson Wasteland alone.
Soon, the roasted meat was done. Chu Mu drew a line in the air with his finger, and the roasted meat was split into two halves. One half automatically flew toward the small giant.
"Good move." The small giant grinned, revealing a mouthful of pure white teeth. A sharp light flashed in his eyes. From Chu Mu's simple move, it could be seen that Chu Mu's control over his own strength had reached an extremely profound level.
He threw the dark red wine gourd to Chu Mu and caught the barbecued meat himself. Without another word, he opened his mouth wide and took a big bite of the barbecued meat with his pearly white teeth that could even crush diamonds. He started chewing.
Chu Mu took the wine gourd and placed it to the side. He also began to eat the roasted meat. There were several kilograms of roasted meat. After splitting half, there was still six to seven kilograms left. It was enough to eat.
The small giant took a few bites of the roasted meat and swallowed it. He then took out another wine gourd and opened it. A rich and unique wine fragrance wafted out. He drank several mouthfuls and continued eating.
The wine was blood-red like blood. It carried a sweet and fishy smell. When mixed with the wine fragrance, it brought out the best in each other. Combined with the roasted meat, it was simply intoxicating.
Compared to the small giant, Chu Mu's table manners were very refined. Not long after, the small giant finished six to seven kilograms of barbecued meat and swallowed it all. It then took a big gulp of wine before looking at Chu Mu, a sharp glint in its eyes.
"I say, you must be that Wasteland Slaughterer." The small giant grinned and said to Chu Mu.
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