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Chapter 470: The Blood Race Powerhouse!

Absolute God!

As the name suggests, it means breaking off contact with the gods.

This is a earth-shaking event. Similar things have happened in the East and are called "Jedi Tiantong".

If you lose the opportunity to communicate with the gods, those who have powerful bloodlines will have unique advantages.

For example, the blood clan.

Another example is the ancient tribe.

"So, the wisest choice is to leave the Western tribe immediately. Otherwise, even you will have life worries." Zhao Kong said.

As long as Xiao Chen leaves, he might let them go.

Xiao Chen only smiled slightly, "What about the blood clan? So what about the ancient clan? The blood clan dares to come, I kill the blood clan. The ancient clan dares to come, I kill the ancient clan."

"As for you..." Xiao Chen's eyes turned cold, and he pointed to a sword and slashed out with one sword.

laugh!

Zhao Kong and Wu Yue's heads suddenly soared into the sky.

Then Xiao Chen blinked his fingers and a cluster of flames quickly burned their bodies to ashes.

"Are the ancient clan?" It was not until this time that Xiao Chen's eyes flashed slightly, "It is said that among the ancient clan, there is a statue of Emperor Yu, which can communicate with Emperor Yu."

"Although the Western God is now the God of Heaven and the Eastern God is the God of Heaven. This statue of Emperor Yu is only commemorative to others, even to the ancient tribe itself, and has no other practical value."

"But, in my hands, it may not be."

For a moment, Xiao Chen was a little expectant. The Western Alliance really invited the ancient clan out.

Soon, it was the third day.

For a whole day, Xiao Chen didn't see the 1.4 million Western soldiers he wanted.

Xiao Chen knew in his heart, "It seems that the Western Alliance has made complete preparations to deal with me."

Xiao Chen had expected this, so there was no accident.

He came to the door, and it would be strange if the Western tribe was willing to admit defeat.

Especially, they have strong enough trump cards.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high, so it is better to kill people!" Xiao Chen glanced at the sky outside the window and said lightly, then gave an order, "Ling'er, go out with me."

"Since the elders of the Western Alliance dare to disobey, there is no need to keep it. By the way, go and have a little longer, and the masters they invited."

"Yes!" Feng Ling'er agreed and followed Xiao Chen directly to the hotel and headquartered in the Western Alliance.

As the center of the entire Western race, the central city has always been known for its prosperity. The entire central city brings together tens of millions of people from various Western races and countries.

In the past, there were traffic and high-rise buildings and lights flashing. Twenty-four hours, there was almost no time for quietness.

But at this time, the entire central city was extremely quiet.

The streets were empty and silent. There was only the sound of the whimpering wind in the air, and I don’t know who was playing the mourning song for.

One step, one step!

Xiao Chen and Feng Ling'er walked towards the headquarters of the Western Alliance, but when they passed by the central square, they suddenly stopped.

Because in the center of the square, there was a figure standing there. On the ground around it, there was only a mountain of corpses, with tens of thousands of eastern holes.

If Xiao Chen did not admit his mistake, these people should be the families of Zhao Kong and Wu Yue.

But at this moment, they were all skinny and bone-like, with terrible pale skin, and they had obviously been sucked all over their blood.

"The people from the Western Alliance really know how to use waste." Xiao Chen sneered. He asked the people from the Western Alliance to kill Zhao Kong and Wu Yue's tribe members.

But they used these people to dedicate them to the man in front of them to suck blood.

"You are finally here." At this time, the person in the center of the Central Plaza finally raised his head.

It was a young man who looked only in his twenties, wearing a black robe, thin lips and handsome face. At this moment, he stretched out his scarlet tongue, licked his lips, and sucked the last drop of blood at the corner of his lips into his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, he sniffed a little, then looked at Feng Ling'er's eyes lit up, "What a pure breath, your blood must be delicious."

Immediately, he looked at Xiao Chen, "And you, you are very powerful. As long as you can suck your blood, I can break through the Duke realm."

His face was filled with excitement, "I'm sure you two's blood!"

Xiao Chen's eyes swept over the blood clan youth, "Then it depends on whether you have this ability."

"With a mere oriental man, dare to be so arrogant?" The young man from the blood clan sneered, "Then I will save the most delicious virgin essence and blood with your blood for the end."

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already rushed towards Xiao Chen.

The body was in the void, pulling out a series of blood shadows.

call out!

In an instant, the hand that had been as slender and smooth as a woman appeared in front of Xiao Chen, carrying a huge murderous intent and directly grasping Xiao Chen's heart.

"Hmph!" Xiao Chen snorted coldly, "Secret Finger!"

He pointed out with a little finger that it was one of the two martial arts taught by his master Qi Xu.

One finger, nirvana.

boom!

After the collision, the palm of the blood clan youth was immediately pierced.

However, the young man of the blood clan seemed to have not realized it, and kept moving, still grabbing Xiao Chen's heart directly. It seemed that this injury was not worth mentioning to him.

Xiao Chen naturally would not let him get it easily, and he would dodge it with a swaying body.

At the same time, Xiao Chen reached out and grabbed it, "The gun is coming!"

Buzzing!

The spear in Feng Ling'er's hand trembled, and then it broke through the air with a "swish" sound, and was directly held in Xiao Chen.

"A mere blood clan is trying to hurt me? I don't know how to live or die!" Xiao Chen shook his head, and the spear in his hand shook, like a blue dragon, suddenly rushing towards the blood clan youth.

Although the blood clan in front of him is not weak, his strength is even slightly weaker than Taiyu Qiangang, so he is naturally not as good as Xiao Chen now.

It's far from it, as terrible as the legendary one.

Xiao Chen decided to fight quickly and kill him directly.

quick!

Too fast!

Xiao Chen's shot here, even the young man from the blood clan did not react for a moment, and was instantly pierced through his chest and the tip of the gun was stabbed out from behind.

But at this moment, the young man of the blood clan was not panicked at all, but instead raised his head and grinned, "Do you want to kill me? You are too underestimated, we are a blood clan."

"Even the gods, it will take some effort to kill a blood clan of more than marquis, let alone you?"

While speaking, he ignored the Pojun gun that had penetrated his heart rushed towards Xiao Chen again.

The fangs in his mouth swelled up and rushed towards Xiao Chen, ready to bite Xiao Chen's neck.

Clam!

But at this moment, a blue light flashed directly at the fangs of the young man in the blood clan, blocking his attack.

It is the green sword energy in the sword raising gourd.

"The blood clan is indeed interesting." Xiao Chen nodded slightly. Unexpectedly, this young man of the blood clan was not afraid of being injured at all, so he was almost invincible.

No wonder the blood clan was able to dominate the West once.

And this is just a mere marquis. Above it, there is a duke. As for the legendary blood ancestor, I'm afraid he has surpassed the duke's level, right?

However, Xiao Chen was not afraid and said calmly: "But, that's the end."
Chapter completed!
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