This Warrior Is Too Cruel

During the Warring States period, various warlords contended. The king of Qin swept across Liuhe and established the dynasty of Xianyang. What a majestic sight. There is a thousand-year-old fairy mountain and holy land that stands in harmony with the king's power. The practitioners wield swords and ride the wind, enjoying freedom between heaven and earth. There are monsters, spirits, ghosts and gods... Lu Yuan traveled through time and became the son of a butcher in a county. He had a golden finger that could absorb blood essence and temper his body by killing living creatures. He lived like this for seventeen years until he encountered a tiger in the forest and embarked on the path of spiritual practice. "Senior is so majestic, but you don't know how to slay demons?" "I am not talented enough to kill thousands of demons." "It's really good, but... What about yesterday?" "Huh?!" The blood is spread across thirty thousand miles, and the butcher's knife in the waist is frightening. On the demon battlefield. Lu Yuan drew his sword, raised his head, faced thousands of demons, and shouted: "I, Lu Yuan, come to slaughter the formation."