"Ah…"
The Northern Barbarians screamed.
Lu Changsheng's saber light instantly pierced through his body.
They were just some Visceral Refinement Realm martial artists, so they were no threat to Lu Changsheng.
Lu Changsheng wandered around the grassland for almost an entire day.
Unfortunately, he still didn't encounter Fat Butcher and Blind Swordsman.
Actually, it was not entirely impossible.
For example, Lu Changsheng could spread the news that he was waiting for Fat Butcher and Blind Swordsman at a certain symbolic place in the Northern Battlefield.
If one day didn't work, then two days, three days, four days, and so on.
As long as he waited for that place every day, there would definitely be a day when he would meet Fat Butcher and Blind Swordsman.
But what was that?
Challenge?
This was the Northern Battlefield!
