Chapter 502: force

But who expected, Xue Lingzi coldly snorted, extremely disdainful.
"It looks like my barbarian is declining, and it's actually your turn to be a human being here...that's how you did the barbarian?"
The last sentence, he said to the Man King on the side.
It's a pity that King Man didn't fall into his trap at all, as if he hadn't heard it.
This old guy is dying. He is about to die and want to take him into the water?
He has lived for so many years, and he is not a fool.
Similarly, other people turned a deaf ear to it.
At this juncture, everyone is advocating to do something to Chen Xinglie, the type of blood spirit is either stupid or bad.
They don't want to die.
Of course, Xue Lingzi never thought that he could convince these people with a few simple words, his eyes turned, as if he was thinking of a way to get out.
"I've heard of Chen Sheng's name for a long time, but today I saw that the real name is well-deserved. It's just that the old man is curious about one thing. I hope that Chen Sheng can answer for the next before the old man is dying.
Of course Chen Xinglie didn't have any interest, but after thinking about it, he nodded and agreed.
The level of this old guy's time delay is really top-notch.
"Based on Chen Sheng's knowledge, I must know that the thing called Lingbao just now was used..." Xue Lingzi said halfway, and did not continue. He looked at Chen Xinglie's face and found that the latter seemed to be There was no surprise.
This made him surprised. Could it be that Chen Xinglie had actually heard of the name Lingbao before then?
This is impossible. This thing is a legacy from ancient times. Generally speaking, no one knows, because it has long since disappeared.
But he would never expect that Chen Xinglie did not know Lingbao before, and he was told by the system just now.
After stabilizing his mind, the blood spirit son continued: "The old man saw that Chen Sheng had taken the attack of the spirit treasure only with the power of his body. I think my barbarians are popular in the style of refining, but for thousands of years, it has never been I have been a person like Chen Sheng who has achieved this in the way of refining the body."
Having said this, he felt a wave of coercion.
From Chen Xinglie.
Chen Xinglie's eyes were cold: "What do you want to say?"
He could see it, this old guy really wanted to die, and actually dared to change the topic to him.
In the face of Chen Xinglie's coercion, the already badly injured Xue Lingzi asked himself how he could not resist it. He only felt a sweet throat, and then a big mouthful of blood came out of his mouth.
However, this person is somewhat at this moment. He wiped the blood from his mouth, his eyes revealed a bit of mortal meaning, "Chen Shengxin, if the old man remembers correctly, Chen Sheng once said , I am the son-in-law of the barbarian, so I am naturally half a barbarian, really?"
The current state of the blood spirit child is very poor. He has been forcibly collected by the flying sword of his life, coupled with the coercion of Chen Xinglie, he has been seriously injured, and at this moment, even an ordinary dragon-like peak warrior can easily deal with him.
But it dragged the injured body, but still aggressive.
Chen Xinglie couldn't help but admire this guy.
But some things cannot be changed, and the ending is already doomed.
"Indeed, this seat is said, but you should not think that you can use it to threaten this seat."
Chen Xinglie nodded. He had said this in front of many people when he was in the Golden Eagle tribe, and he couldn't deny it.
Feeling Chen Xinglie's threatening gaze, the blood spirit son looked up to the sky and smiled.
"If this is the case, for our barbarians to become more prosperous, why not share his own body refining method by Chen Sheng? The old man feels that in the name of your saint, it should not be difficult to do this."
As he said, he coughed twice, spit out a mouthful of blood, and was seriously injured.
As soon as this remark came out, many people around were bright.
There is one thing to say that although Xue Lingzi's remarks are pushing himself on the road of despair, if this thing can be done, it must be a great good thing.
Especially these people in their presence can directly block the news and prevent it from flowing out.
If they were trained to be as powerful as Chen Xinglie's body, where could the sky and the ocean not go?
Thinking of this, a lot of fanaticism appeared in the eyes of many people.
Several elders beside the Barbarian King glanced at each other, and then one of them nodded to them, looking like they had said something secretly.
The next moment, in full view, this person stood up, respectfully bowed to Chen Xinglie, and then said: "Although this blood spirit is full of evil, he will definitely die today, but people will die and their words are good, I think As a half-barbarian, Chen Sheng should share his methods with us. For Chen Sheng, this is also a great merit."
"This predecessor is right. In the name of Saint Chen, he will not give up this opportunity to teach the world."
"Chen Sheng should really think about it."
Someone starts, naturally others follow suit.
This is true for the Human Race, and the same is true for the Barbarians who are essentially Human Race.
When these people finished speaking, they looked at Chen Xinglie together, with desire and greed in their eyes.
According to their ideas, if Chen Xinglie really considers himself a saint, he should shoulder the heavy responsibility of educating the world, and he would not refuse this matter.
But they were wrong. Although Chen Sheng's name was useful to Chen Xinglie, he was a demon.
Peerless monster!
Furthermore, what qualifications do they have to kidnap Chen Xinglie in the name of a saint?
In any case, it was Chen Xinglie who pioneered the path of Wendao cultivation. This has been firmly imprinted in history and cannot be changed.
Suddenly, Chen Xinglie smiled, laughing recklessly.
"What a great merit, what a good one to teach sentient beings!"
He clapped his palms, seemingly amazed.
However, his face showed endless sarcasm.
Sometimes he really doesn't understand why some people can always dream of defeating him outside of absolute power?
Why dare to threaten and persecute in the name of a saint?
Could it be that these people just want to die like this?
Or is it true that for the so-called racial justice, I would rather die to bless all beings?
However, what he smiles is not everything in front of him, what he smiles is the ugly faces of these people, but the reason is high-sounding, wanting to put him on the fire.
But this group of people is really wrong.
He Chen Xinglie just didn't want to do it because of the plan. These people in front of him naively thought that he was throwing a rat-avoidance weapon?
It's simply a big issue in the world!
Around, everyone wondered why Chen Xinglie was laughing.
However, there are more than these unclear things in the barbarians. Some people have begun to back away silently, hoping that the next thing will not affect them.
Among these people, only Man Wang has a bitter face.
Don’t be afraid of your opponent being too strong, you are afraid of being stupid like a pig.