Wanwu Tianzun

Chapter 1200 Haibo Saint
"Where is your elder?" Xiao Chen asked coldly.

"Why are you looking for our elders?" the leader of the Yinjia Haibo tribe said in a deep voice.

Xiao Chen frowned, and turned to look at the silver-armored Haibo clan in his hand.

"I..." The guy opened his mouth to speak.

"Yin Chen, do you dare to betray?" A roar sounded, and the former Yin-armored Haibo clan angrily rebuked.

"No, that's not the case, I have no other choice..." That Yin Chen argued.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you didn't rebel, how could this lowly human come to us? It's useless to say more, two, we will kill them both!"

"Yes!"

The other two silver-armored Haibo clan shouted in unison.

however……

"Stop!" A cold voice came from the side.

call!
Immediately afterwards, a powerful breath came from the side.

Boom, boom, boom...

Then, the sound of the trident landing slowly and rhythmically.

Several people turned their heads to look back, and saw a Haibo tribe covered in golden armor walking slowly.

"Oh? Here comes a strong one!" Xiao Chen looked at the other party, narrowing his eyes slightly.

This golden-armored Haibo tribe turned out to be a strong man in the divine realm.

"Lord God of War, why are you here?" Several silver-armored Haibo tribes said respectfully together.

The God of War gave them a blank look, and said, "If I don't come, can you stop him?"

Several Yinjia Haibo clansmen showed embarrassment when they heard the sound.

At this moment, God of War turned to look at Xiao Chen, and said in a deep voice, "Unexpectedly, there are such powerful figures among human beings. It seems that there is something wrong with the information of our Haibo clan!"

As the God of War said, he dragged his trident and arrived in front of Xiao Chen.

"However, no matter how strong you are, it will be useless if you meet me!" God of War sneered.

Xiao Chen glanced at him and said, "Are you the elder of the Haibo clan?"

God of War was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, I am the elder's number one general and the elder's chief guard! You are not qualified to meet our elder!"

Keng!
After he finished speaking, he put the trident in his hand in front of him, and said with a sneer, "Okay, I've said so much to you, it's already a great kindness, and then, you can go to die!"

As he said that, he turned his head to the rest of the Yin-armored Haibo clan and said, "You guys, get out of here."

"However, Lord God of War..." The Yin-armored Haibo tribe still wanted to explain.

However, God of War's expression darkened, and he said, "Are you going to disobey my order?"

"This... I dare not wait!" Everyone bowed their heads together.

After speaking, he immediately stepped aside.

On the other side, God of War pointed at Xiao Chen with his trident and said, "Shoot, within three breaths, I will break your legs!"

Within three breaths, break your legs?
Xiao Chen was taken aback when he heard this, and then couldn't help laughing.

"In this world, no one dares to talk to me like that!" Xiao Chen said coldly.

"Because I'm not human! Stop talking nonsense, let's do it!" God of War asked provocatively.

Xiao Chen frowned and said, "Are you sure?"

"Hurry up, coward!" God of War said coldly.

Xiao Chen nodded and said, "Then I'm here!"

call!
As he spoke, he raised two fingers together and pointed towards the other party.

boom!
A second ago, the god of war was still indifferent, but in the next second, his expression changed.

What Xiao Chen stretched out was obviously only two fingers, but for some reason, he seemed to see the entire sky collapse, as if he wanted to make him face.

Pfft!
In an instant, the God of War's legs went limp, he knelt down on one knee, and then spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff.

"My lord, please be merciful!" At this moment, an old voice sounded in Xiao Chen's ear.

Xiao Chen heard the sound, and said coldly: "If you come out early, it's over? Do you have to let me attack your subordinates?"

As Xiao Chen said, he suddenly turned his head and looked towards an inconspicuous house in the ancient city.

boom!
As Xiao Chen looked around, all the buildings collapsed, even the house was blown up to the sky.

"Lord Elder!"

Several Haibo people shouted in unison.

However, after the smoke and dust scattered, they saw their elders sitting in the courtyard intact, and they were relieved.

And Xiao Chen was also taken aback when he looked at the aging Haibo clan in front of him.

Although the Haibo tribe in front of them also has scales on their bodies, the scales are extremely thin, and if you don't look carefully, you can hardly see them.

And the appearance of the old man is not like the half-man, half-fish like other Haibo tribe.

His upper body looks more like a dragon.

More importantly, Xiao Chen was a little surprised by the old man's strength.

Although he is now extremely weak, Xiao Chen can still tell that he was once a saint-level powerhouse!
In this world, there is still a saint?
Even the godslayers in the Guangming Temple don't seem to know him. It seems that this Zhenwu Continent is not as simple as I thought.

However, what shocked Xiao Chen the most was the old man's injury.

Seeing the old man at this moment, half of his body was entangled by a pitch-black death, almost corroded, his injuries were serious, if it was someone else, he might have died.

Who can make a saint hurt to such an extent?

"Are you the elder of the Haibo clan?" Xiao Chen asked.

"Yes, what's your name?" The old man looked at Xiao Chen and asked.

"Xiao Chen, a human!" Xiao Chen said.

The old man looked at Xiao Chen, shook his body slightly, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know that among human beings, there are still saint-level powerhouses. This time, we Haibo clan are reckless!"

"What? A saint? Is he a saint?"

Several Yinjia Haibo tribes were all dumbfounded when they heard this, and looked at Xiao Chen in shock.

But Xiao Chen frowned and said: "It's a pity, I'm not a saint yet!"

"What?" This time, the old man was shocked.

"You are not a saint? But why, I feel a powerful saint's breath in you? And there is more than one..."

The old man closed his eyes, as if he was observing Xiao Chen's breath with his sense of smell.

"Huh? No, although you have the rules of a saint, and there are more than one, but each one is not pure and powerful enough? What's going on? Did you accept the inheritance of dozens of saints at the same time? Shouldn't it?" A look of confusion appeared on his face.

How did he know that Xiao Chen forcibly absorbed the power of King Yaksha and others through the power of blood.

It's just that the power of blood is limited after all, so Xiao Chen understands everything, but he is not proficient in everything.

At this moment, the old man suddenly trembled all over, and said: "No, how can you have such power in your body? Are you a living person or a dead person?"

(There is another delay, there are only two chapters today, and four chapters tomorrow and the day after tomorrow!)

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