Chapter 151: Blood pressure

"Impossible, how can you have the blood of my warrior!" In the case of a sharp contraction of the pupil, Warrior roared loudly.
He can't accept the reality that Wang Chen would have such a pure blood. This is impossible.
The six blood family passed down from generation to generation, how precious? Anyone who inherits the blood is the core disciple of the family. What is the blood of the inheritance? How could it appear in the barbaric land of northern Xinjiang, appearing on this weak warrior?
This moment, with the release of Wang Chen's blood, even Warrior can feel that the blood in his body is boiling, as if it was shocked, so that Warrior has an impulse to worship.
This makes Warri feel terrible. This is the pressure from the blood.
"Bastard, give me a roll!"
There was a feeling of such a feeling that Warri couldn’t help but roar.
Roll, yes, you have to roll!
He wants to let this feeling roll out of his body. Otherwise, the blood is suppressed, so that his strength is greatly reduced, and how to fight?
"killing!"
While Warrior is still trying to control his own blood fear, Wang Chen has already launched his offense!
Under the light drink, a sword is cast out.
Under a sword, the mountains and rivers seem to tremble.
At this moment, Wang Chen’s combat power is already comparable to the second-order martial arts.
The six-door armor is opened, the blood talent is turned on, and the blood of the blood is turned on. How strong is he? How terrible?
At this moment, Wang Chen's hair is moving without wind, black long hair, turned into a faint purple, looks fascinating! This is what the blood of Shenwu has shown after being stimulated to the extreme.
This moment, in the face of Zhanyu, Wang Chen’s heart is full of heroic spirit. He, like the gods, bowed down to the underground.
The same is the blood of Shenwu, Zhanyu, this moment, in front of Wang Chen, it is like an ant.
The purity of blood, makes Wang Chen noble.
That kind of pride, so that Warrior can't even lift his head.
At this moment, he is no longer the young master of the warrior, and he is no longer a genius who is eye-catching and admired. The strong gap in blood makes Wenyu feel inferior.
Calling...
The wind whistling, the cold sword struck, feeling the chill of the cold suffocation, the eyes of the battlefield were full of gloom.
The power of this blow has already rivaled his most powerful attack power---the attack power of the second-order martial arts. Yan Chen actually did it.
If it is a weekday, encountering such an attack, although it is tricky, but the battle can still resist.
But at this moment, he found that he was hard to move.
The blood pressure from Wang Chen’s body makes him seem tough at every move.
As if there is an invisible shackle, he is constantly being held.
"How could this be!"
There was a fluster in the eyes, and the heart of the war was soaring and screaming.
"Bastard, you have blood, I also have, I am the purest blood of the gods!"
The inner uneasiness makes Warrior grow a little crazy.
The next moment, after seeing his roar, the blood of the blood is released.
The blood of the gods, the same blood of the gods.
It’s just that the blood of this blood is not as weak as the blood of Wang Chen’s blood!
"Five products blood?"
Feeling the blood of the blood released by Warrior, Wang Chen’s mouth showed a sneer and snorted!
This sound is cold, so that War Yu is almost crazy. Five products blood, this is also considered a superior qualification in the younger generation of the warrior, and now it is despised, can he feel comfortable?
You know, today, among the younger generations of the warriors, there are only one person in the blood of the six products. The war is just seven, the blood of the seven products, including the blood of the seven products, the younger generation, no one, only the older generation may have such a Strong.
When the five products are bloody, the whole younger generation of the warriors is only five or six people. The battlefield is one of them. This should be a thing that makes him proud. Now he is despised, and the warfare can not be mad. Yet?
But what about it?
In the face of Wang Chen's nine blood, his five blood, it seems really nothing, nothing!
"Hey, release the power of the bleeding pulse, perhaps the biggest mistake of yours today!"
Looking at the crazy battlefield, a sneer appeared in the corner of his mouth, Wang Chen murmured, completely ignoring the crazy eyes of Zhanyu at the moment.
At this moment, Wang Chen’s sneer is extremely strange, and the indifferent smile makes Shi Yu’s heart tremble, as if he realized what is wrong.
The slightest uneasiness in my heart made him unbearable: "Bastard, hurry to be crazy, see me kill you!"
The loud voice of Zhanyu.
The blood of Shenwu is the first blood in ancient times. Rao is now, the family of Shenwu blood has declined, but no one dares to look down on the blood of the gods.
The very important reason is that because of the blood of the gods, the most powerful point is that once the blood of the blood is released, the war is stunned! Can increase the strength of the warrior.
The rest of the blood, can not be so powerful.
The power of the five elements of blood is released, and at this moment, Zhanyu is even sure to fight the ordinary third-order martial arts.
This kind of strength, can't you kill Wang Chen? Even if Wang Chen is now under the growth of the blood and the secret law, he has the combat power of the second-order martial arts, but what about it?
Now, Warrior has the strength of a third-order martial art. Can he still be afraid of Wang Chen?
Thinking of these, the uneasiness of your happiness, the face of Warrior is very cold: "Bastard, I am going to kill you today, kill you!"
He snarled wildly and greeted Wang Chen’s death and his sword. What is the coldness of his eyes?
He believes that Wang Chen is dead, today, Wang Chen will die!
"You, don't you know, the blood of the gods, the strong is the respect, the blood is majestic, inviolable? It seems that the warrior is really forgetting! The blood of the gods, in your hands, no wonder it will fall!"
Looking at the power of the release of the bleeding pulse, the strength instantly increased, and the madness rushed toward him. Wang Chen’s mouth showed a sneer, and the cold eyes disappeared.
"Hey!"
The next moment, he screamed and slammed up! Night black wind high killing night, war Yu, today will die!
A sneak peek, this moment, but the body shape of Warrior is different, and he paused. His face instantly burst into tears, and he repeatedly thought of what was general, distorted, embarrassed, scared, and panicked!
"Blood pressure!"
And Wang Chen was at this time a light drink, cold martyrdom.
Blood pressure. With Wang Chen singing lightly, the unrivaled waves, like the endless waves, formed a violent energy to cover the past with war.
Wang Chen is like a of war at this moment, looking at the battlefield coldly.
Ah, ah...
Zhanyu, suddenly screamed. Suddenly roared.
噗噗噗...
After that, he opened his mouth and blood squirted. This scene is very different!
At this moment, the face of Warrior is distorted, he is crazy, he is suffering, his face is blank.
The blood of the gods, the king of the world, who is fighting? This is what the outsiders know and understand the blood of the gods.
However, in the Shenwu blood family, there is another paragraph.
The blood of the blood, the strong is respect, the blood of the blood, inviolable! This sixteen-word mantra is written into the genealogy of the warriors.
This sentence is that the blood of the blood of Shenwu is inviolable. Especially the strong blood.
His power is so powerful! Once the blood reaches a strong level, it is enough to suppress the weak.
A person who is weak in the face of the same blood can even hurt the other person without even having to shoot.
It is precisely because of this, within the warrior, the level of division is extremely strict! Blood purity represents status. The people with low bloodlines don’t dare to offend the high blood! Even if the strength gap is very large, the people with low blood quality will not rush to offend the high blood! This is the shackles of the blood of the gods!
Wang Chen is close to the perfect level of blood pressure, can't you suppress the battle of the five products? Moreover, the strength of Zhanyu is nothing but a second-order martial artist. It is impossible to resist Wang Chen’s blood pressure in such unprepared circumstances.
It is precisely because of this, at this moment, Zhanyu will spit blood and pain.
Because, his death by Wang Chen was bloody, and the pressure between the blood of Shenwu.
Wang Chen's pure blood pressure is like a raging wind and waves. Let the blood in the battlefield boil, roll, pain, and struggle!
If Warrior knew this for a long time, he would not release the bleeding pulse. Perhaps, Wang Chen could hardly suppress him. In other words, even if he releases the power of the bleeding pulse, it is not so embarrassing to prepare for defense and resistance.
Unfortunately, under the madness of Warriors, I forgot the most important family rules. Therefore, at this moment, he was completely suppressed. The strength of the second-order martial arts is comparable to that of today's Wang Chen, which makes him not enough to get rid of Wang Chen's blood pressure.
"Ah, ah... no... no..."
By the glory of Wang Chen’s blood, Zhanyu felt that his whole body seemed to be banned.
In the body, all the endless energy is imprisoned, and his hands and feet seem to be tied to the chain! His blood is a little bit forced into the body!
In his body, blood tumbling and boiling, making his face red and painful.
He felt despair.
The release of the blood of the blood, let him push himself into the bottomless abyss. At this moment, what regret is he?
"Hey!"
When looking at the roaring roar of Warrior, Wang Chen snorted.
Fighting...
This sounds cold, suddenly, let the battle of the blood again mad.
He felt as if he had been beaten by a thunder hammer, as if his body had to fall apart. A cold, deep into his soul!
"Dead!"
At this time, Wang Chen’s Yuanli’s soldiers fell coldly, killing a sword and going straight to War.
"No, don't kill me, I am a warrior, you can't do this, ah ah ah, bastard, Wang Chen, my warrior won't spare you!"
When I saw Wang Chen’s sword, I felt the threat of death. Under this time, Zhanyu panicked and stunned.
But, at the moment, is his 嘶吼 useful? Will Wang Chen let him go because of his jealousy?
Obviously impossible!
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