Chapter 413: The ninth church blood

The condition of these two people is very similar, the skin is gray, and the body is dry, like a dehydrated dead body.
The physical function is weak, the blood energy is lacking, far from the peak period, but Lu Chen knows that this is only temporary, as long as there is enough 'blood food', the person in front of him can restore the blood gas and return back in a short time At its peak!
However, if it really allowed him to return to the top, the Kingdom of Song Dynasty, I am afraid that the corpse would be swept across the wild and turned into a thousand miles to death!
"Small beast, the blood prince of the ninth church of my sect, woke up in advance, your end is here."
The voice of gloating and scourge is full of spit from the long face protector mouth.
The ninth church blood Qiu?
Is the strong at the level of the host, and just awake?
Lu Chen let out a sigh of relief, and from the voice of the long face protector, he vaguely guessed that the bleeding Qiu was awakening ahead of time. I am afraid that he could not get away from him.
At this time, the blood fur also flew by.
He was condescending, mad and violent in his eyes, filled with boundless gaze, and scanned the audience.
Anyone who is seen by his eyes seems to be stared at by a vicious beast, whose body is cold and difficult to move.
"Who, who killed me?"
The same voice came again from Xue Qiu's mouth.
This time, because of the fierce separation, all the people felt the horror of the blood fur, just a seemingly low drink, but it contained a ray of destructive power. On the spot, hundreds of martial artists were shocked because of the separation. Nose bleeding, chapped body ...
More often, his face is pale and his breath is disordered!
With just a low voice, tens of thousands of warriors were all injured in different degrees. These methods are extremely terrifying. At least, if Lu Chen does not use all his strength, he can't do it!
Lu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and his heart was heavy. Although Xue Qiu was sealed so far, his blood energy was still in deficit, but his strength is still not to be underestimated.
As Lu Chen looked at Xue Qiu, the latter seemed to be aware, turned his head, and looked at him with four eyes.
When Xue Qiu looked at Lu Chen, suddenly, his face became grim, and he yelled angrily: "Boy, who are you?"
Hearing Xue Qiu's anger, Lu Chen was not afraid, stepped forward, and said loudly, "Lu Chen!"
"Why do you have Xuan'er's breath on you? Yes, my son must have been killed by you!" Xue Qiu's eyes were as cold as a sword, staring at the landing dust.
Lu Chen's eyes flickered, and some were curious about the means of Xue Qiu, daring to conclude that he was the murderer who killed his son.
Curiosity is only a moment, and Lu Chen is clear. At the peak of the blood fur, it was a strong celestial realm, with unpredictable means. It is possible to master a mysterious technique of perception. To his remaining breath.
And that Xuan'er, Lu Chen also vaguely guessed that one out of four people in the small town fifty miles away was pinned to death by him.
Facing Xue Qiu's cold eyes, Lu Chen nodded calmly, without concealing, and said, "Yes, your son died in my hand!"
"Okay, very good!" With Lu Chen's affirmative answer, the blood fur returned to calmness, but under the calm surface, it contained an extremely violent atmosphere.
Lu Chen could clearly feel that in this short period of time, the violent breath radiating from Xue Qiu became more and more horrible, and he was about to shatter the sky!
"Boy, if you kill me, I will let you, as well as your relatives and friends, bury my son!"
Ruthless and ruthless voices sounded in this world.
With the spread of this voice, there was a roar of heaven and earth, and a violent, tyrannical force fluctuation rushed out of the blood fur.
Under the pressure of this breath, the tens of thousands of martial artists in the distance were all spouting blood ...
Faced with the oppression of the fur breath, Lu Chen's body tightened, only to feel that the surrounding air became thick in an instant, and it was very difficult to move!
"Is this the fighting power comparable to the sevenfold of Vientiane? Sure enough!"
Lu Chen licked his dry lips, and a fierce fighting spirit rose in the depths of his eyes.
"Exactly, let me fight with all my strength!"
In the past few days since he returned to the Song Dynasty, he has many enemies, but none of them are enemies with one blow. Therefore, no one can force him to use his full strength.
Lu Chen stepped out in one step, and a tyrannical momentum bloomed out of him, fierce and overbearing, and the momentum that oppressed the blood fur was forced to retreat to ten meters away.
Feeling the powerful momentum released from Lu Chen's body, he was no weaker than the blood fur. People were stunned. They did not expect that Lu Chen was so strong.
The long face protector and others also have a gloomy face, and Lu Chen's power has completely exceeded their expectations. At the same time, my heart is also a fluke. If there is no blood fur to appear this time, they may have become three cold bodies.
However, just as the three people headed by the long face protector were secretly lucky, Lu Chen, who was fighting against Xue Qiu, had a sudden physical movement and shot at them.
"Puff puff!"
With all the strength of Lu Chen, how fast is the speed, how fierce is the shot, the three people only felt a residual image flashed, and the throat was a cold, followed by a dizzying sense of dizziness.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!"
Three heads fell from the necks of the three and rolled away.
"The miscellaneous fish are all cleaned up. Now, you and I are fighting!" Lu Chen turned around and said indifferently to Xue Qiu.
Xue Qiu's eyes shrank slightly over the bodies of the three long-faced protectors.
At this time, he discovered that there were actually three blood demon sect strongmen, and now he was killed by the person in front of him.
"Okay, very good, not only killed me, but also slaughtered my strong sect. Now, I want to add a sentence to the previous conditions: let the souls of this place thousands of miles do things for you, burial! "
As soon as the word "burial" came out, the blood fur moved violently, and his footsteps stepped out, instantly appearing in front of the audience, with a palm, and snapped!
"Boom!"
The world shakes, and a terrifying hand falls from the void, covering a hundred meters!
The warrior covered in hands trembles ...
"boom!"
There was a thunder on the ground, the earth was under this palm, and a very deep pothole was photographed, and at the bottom of the pothole, a piece of blood was red, and the minced meat was mixed with mud ...
At least hundreds of warriors fell under this palm!
Seeing this, Lu Chen felt awkward in her heart, and the secret path was not good. Blood Qiu slaughtered the onlookers, seemingly to avenge him and fulfill his promise, but in fact it was slaughtering souls, drawing blood, and restoring strength.
Sure enough, on the hundreds of martial artists who were shot dead, the red blood that was visible to the naked eye rose, and the blood fur opened his mouth, sucked hard, and swallowed all the blood, and his whole body seemed to be hidden. A slight boost!