Chapter 874: Blood pressure suppression (middle)

The voice fell, and at this moment, there was a sneer on the faces of the warrior and the owner of the Fuji family.
Their counterattacks have only just begun.
Wang Jia, want to put them to death, then you have to see if Wang Chen has this ability.
"Good and powerful blood."
"It is not the home of the warrior, this blood, it is strong."
In the sneer of the home of the warrior and the owner of the Fuji family, at this moment, the personnel in all directions are even more shocked.
In the blood of the warrior's family, many people are even difficult to adapt and difficult to breathe.
This kind of power makes people feel scared.
"If Wang Chen is really the blood of the true God, I am afraid that it can suppress the blood of the war."
"The blood of the gods, the level is strict, the pressure is enormous, and it can certainly be done."
"Is it true that Wang Chen is not really blood, otherwise, how can the warrior..."
"Wang Chen... how to deal with it."
After the emotion, many people even concentrated their eyes on Wang Chen.
In particular, some people who are ill-intentioned are even more questionable.
Wang Chen.
He is really a true god.
Warriors, since they dare to do so, they must not be afraid of Wang Chen.
What exactly is going on.
Too many doubts began to appear, too many doubts, and gradually began to spread.
In the field, it was instantly chaotic.
"damn it."
Seeing such a scene, Wang Chen’s side, the madman’s brow is locked.
"Boss, how to do it."
Looking at Wang Chen, the madman asked.
Confirm identity.
In the eyes of madmen, there is no such necessity at all.
Killing it directly is.
At this time, what needs to be confirmed.
When the warlord perishes, everything is naturally confirmed,
Thinking of this, the madman waved his fist and the whole body rose.
Rattan and the warrior, this is simply unreasonable and delaying time.
"Kids, killing them directly is, why not talk nonsense."
On the other side of Wang Chen, the black robe is also locked up.
Others don't know Wang Chen's situation, and his black robe still doesn't know.
If it is not because Wang Chen is the inheritor of the true blood, his black robe will be willingly surrendered to the king's family.
In the black robe, there is no need to talk nonsense with these people.
Killing the past directly, thoroughly crushing everyone.
At this moment, the black robe clenched his fist.
As long as Wang Chen makes an order, he will definitely take the lead.
With the strength of the black robe, he did not believe it. Nowadays, there are several people who can stop him.
Losing the help of the Holy Mountain and the Heavenly Alliance, today's warriors and Fujis are not enough.
"Wang Chen, my holy mountain also wants to see the authenticity of your blood."
However, in the black robe and the madman eager to try, just wait for Wang Chen to order, when they want to kill, the field is reborn.
At this moment, a light voice came.
A few figures, plucking from the distant horizon.
Oh...
In the sound of breaking the air, these figures, at a very fast speed, came to Wang Chen and others.
"Holy Mountain."
Looking at the figures that appeared on this side, Wang Chen’s pupils shrank.
That's right, these people who are here at the moment are not the people of the Holy Mountain.
They are still here.
In the face of these sacred mountains, Wang Chen’s mouth showed a sneer.
It seems that the holy mountain is still not reconciled.
It seems that Mount Shengshan expelled the warriors and Fujisuke from the holy mountain. It is just a matter of expediency. What they are really waiting for is this moment.
Even in Wang Chen’s view, it is very likely that all this is that the holy mountain has been discussed with the warriors.
Thinking of this, Wang Chen’s eyes flashed in the cold.
The Holy Mountain wants to destroy the heart of the Wang family and not die.
Today's holy mountain, it really has changed its taste.
"Oh my God, it is a holy mountain."
"They are here too."
"They also want to determine the identity of Wang Chen."
"Don't it, Wang Chen really scatters a big lie."
The appearance of the sacred mountain is also to completely push the atmosphere inside the venue to the climax.
Today, the presence of the Holy Mountain is enough to reminiscent of too many things, one by one, and constantly appear in people's minds.
The holy mountain will really expel the vines and warriors from the holy mountain.
Everyone knows that the relationship between the holy mountain and the royal family is not good. Everyone knows how big the contradiction between Wang Chen and the holy mountain is.
Now, the Holy Mountain is in trouble.
Wang Chen, what should be.
Can he completely prove his identity?
Looking at the people of the Holy Mountain, the arguments on the floor are getting louder and louder.
This moment of the scene is not even the scene that people imagined.
The war has not yet erupted, but a debate about the inheritance of the true God is the first to kick off.
And everyone is more clear that once Wang Chen’s identity is white, then the battle of destruction will begin.
This battle of destruction is closely related to the blood of Wang Chen.
"The sacred mountain messenger, there are two ancestors."
Among these arguments, the faces of Zhu Jia and Liu Jiazhi’s people can’t help but change slightly.
It seems that the Holy Mountain is not willing to give up the warriors and the Fuji family.
They are even less willing to watch the king's family grow bigger.
Nowadays, their appearance has given a bad feeling to the hearts of Zhu Jia and Liu Jiazhi.
The timing of such a coincidence arises. If it is said that this is really a coincidence, they will not believe it.
Is there any conspiracy in the warlords?
"Kid, be careful."
Thinking of this, Zhu’s ancestors reminded Wang Chen of his whisper.
"I know."
When he heard the words of Zhu’s ancestors, Wang Chen nodded.
Looking at the people of the holy mountain who gradually came to the scene, Wang Chen walked two steps forward.
"Holy Mountain, I didn't expect you to come."
Looking at these people, Wang Chen sneered.
Then he narrowed his eyes: "The warrior, you have to try, I will let you try, but if it proves my identity, what should be."
In this remark, Wang Chen said to the people of the holy mountain.
With the appearance of these people, Wang Chen had already prepared.
Wang Chen would like to see if they prove their identity and how they are.
Thinking of this, the sneer of his mouth, the more cold it was.
"you……"
When I heard Wang Chen’s words, there were several people in the holy mountain who appeared here, and suddenly they changed their face.
This time, they came here, of course, not just as simple as watching a battle.
As people think, the warriors and the Fuji family, the holy mountain is not willing to give up.
We must know that the warriors and the Fuji family, although they are powerfully damaged, are still two forces that cannot be underestimated.
Such two forces, if they really left the holy mountain, are also a huge loss for the holy mountain.
And the Wang family.
The relationship between the holy mountain and the royal family seems to have been difficult to reconcile.
If Wang Chen’s identity is confirmed, if the Wang family is made bigger, the holy mountain face will be saved.
In the future, how should they get along with the Wang family.
Among them, there are too many interests involved.
Because of this, today's holy mountain has appeared.
Of course, they will not be as simple as watching a battle.
This is because of the invitation of the warriors.
The Holy Mountain is not willing to let the warriors and the Fuji family leave, the warriors and the Fuji family, and why they want to leave the holy mountain.
Today, the warriors must fight back, and in the presence of thousands of people, unravel the lie of Wang Chen.
Under such circumstances, the Holy Mountain does not mind pushing the waves.
The destruction of the king's family is undoubtedly the best result for everyone.
However, at this moment, the people of these sacred mountains did not expect Wang Chen to push the problem to them at this time.
In the face of Wang Chen's counter-question, several people's faces became badly looked up.
Wang Chen’s aggressive tone made them even dissatisfied.
So Wang Chen, if it is really strong, how should the holy mountain be.
"Hey, Wang Chen, if you prove that you are the inheritance of the true God, I will naturally not interfere with you and the warriors. If so, the warrior is naturally the pseudo-blood in your mouth. My holy mountain is also unequivocally like this. The family exists."
After the face changed a lot, the old man headed by the Holy Mountain, cold and cold.
Having said that, he looked at the warrior's owner and his brow wrinkled slightly.
The warrior should not have problems at this time.
Since they dare to face the people of the world and let Wang Chen verify their identity, they are definitely prepared.
And Wang Chen.
If Wang Chen proves his identity, then the Holy Mountain will not be able to deny it.
Therefore, the Holy Mountain has no choice.
"Well, this is what you said."
When I heard the answer from the holy mountain, Wang Chen laughed.
This is the result of his waiting, this is the answer he wants.
Holy Mountain, this time Wang Chen sees how they should face this result. Wang Chen should look at it. When all the truths are revealed, the holy mountain will be what expression, and what will they do?
Thinking of this, Wang Chen looked at the warriors.
"Since you are looking for a dead end, I will send you a ride."
Looking at the warlord, Wang Chen’s eyes flashed in the cold.
The home of the warrior, perfect blood.
This really makes Wang Chen have some accidents.
We must know how difficult it is to achieve a perfect level.
Even in the early days of Wang Chen’s cognition, today’s warriors have no perfect blood.
Pseudo-blood veins are almost impossible to achieve the perfect level of Shenwu blood.
However, the warrior’s family did it.
Even, like the vine that has been killed by Wang Chen, he did it.
Although I don't know the reason for this, Wang Chen can be sure that the warrior must have what means.
It is precisely because of this that the birth of a perfect bloodline.
However, such a means must be very difficult.
It is precisely because of this that the people of the perfect level of the warrior are only a handful.
Today, standing in front of Wang Chen is such a war criminal with a perfect level of blood.
This is a very powerful blood, but what about it.
This time, Wang Chen will let him know thoroughly, the pseudo-blood pulse, after all, is only a pseudo-blood.
They cannot replace the real warrior.
Wang Chen wants to let these people know that the crimes they committed thousands of years ago now require them to pay a painful price to pay back.