Rebirth of the Holy One

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"Okay, Heizi, go up and get rid of him. Remember, don't hurt my best god." The saint-level expert couldn't help but remind him.

A dark-skinned man walked out from beside the saint-level master.

It was the ninth-level warrior who had just reminded the saint-level master.

"Don't worry, boss, I will be careful."

Heizi stared at Long Chen and chuckled, his dark face and white teeth looked very funny.

"Boy, I just said to cut off your arm, should I do it or you should do it yourself." Heizi showed a cruel smile.

"Cut my arm, then it depends on your ability." There was a trace of disdain on the corner of Long Chen's mouth, and he was so indifferent.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" Heizi shouted, took out a knife from the scabbard on his back, jumped up, and rushed towards Long Chen.

Long Chen looked at Heizi with a cruel smile on his face and responded calmly, without any intention of taking action.

Heizi looked at Long Chen still sitting on the dry horse blankly, with a hint of contempt on his face, "This kind of rich kid doesn't know how to hide when danger comes, and he wants me to take action. He is overqualified and overqualified."

Long Chen looked at the knife that was approaching him quickly, clenched his hand into a fist, quickly stretched it out, and struck at the knife.

Heizi saw that Long Chen didn't know whether to live or die, and his fist collided with his own sword. His sword was a newly obtained Xuanpin primary weapon and was extremely hard.

Now he actually used this fool who hit the knife with his hand and became the first soul killed by the knife. He was very unhappy.

Use all your strength to strike at Long Chen's outstretched right hand.

In a very short period of time, Long Chen's hand collided with Heizi's Xuanpin first-level sword.

The thieves all had smiles on their faces, staring at the place where Long Chen's right hand hit the knife.

There was no scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere as I imagined.

The arm collided with the Xuanpin primary weapon, and an iron-like impact reached everyone's ears.

Everyone couldn't help but turn around and look, and their eyes immediately widened.

Heizi's Xuanpin sword collided with his arm. Long Chen's arm was fine, but Heizi was knocked away by the force of the counterattack.

He spit out a mouthful of blood in the air, drew a beautiful arc, and fell to the ground hard.

Long Chen slowly put down his arm, his expression still calm, as if nothing happened.

Heizi raised his head with difficulty, his face was pale, and there was freshly vomited blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

He picked up his weapon with his right hand and stared at it. It was actually densely covered with cracks.

"Wow." The Xuanpin primary weapon instantly turned into countless fragments and scattered on the ground.

Heizi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his expression suddenly became even more depressed.

He stared at Long Chen with a face full of disbelief, his pale face covered with blood, which was horrifying.

"You, you, how can you be so powerful? How is it possible?" After saying that, he tilted his head and fell to the ground hard.

He was motionless and breathing weakly. He was obviously close to death.

All the little robbers raised their faces and stared at Long Chen closely.

His face was full of fear, his mouth was open, and his saliva was drooling. His legs were shaking rapidly, obviously extremely scared.

What's more, his pants were completely wet, and he obviously couldn't control himself.

He no longer has the arrogance he once had.

The saint-level master was unable to care about what happened to his men. His face was full of horror, his eyes slightly bulged as he stared at the weapon fragments on the ground, and he was shocked inside.

Killing a level nine strong man with one punch, what kind of strength is this?

Saint-level masters know that even they themselves do not have this strength.

But what really scared the saint-level master was that the opponent actually used his fist to collide with Heizi's Xuanpin primary weapon.

When he took action, the saint-level master felt contempt in his heart because he was actually a fool.

But it turns out that the other party is not a fool, but has confidence in his own strength.

The Xuanpin primary weapon was broken into pieces, but the opponent's fist was intact.

What kind of fist is this? It is obviously a weapon that surpasses the primary level of Xuanpin! The saint-level master thought in his mind.

The saint-level master was confused in his heart, because he had never heard of someone who could use the strength of his body to match the strength of his weapon.

Including some ancient books that I know that record ancient times, there is no one with such a strong body.

How did he know that Long Chen was practicing the most mysterious method in the world - Hongmeng Jue.

The practice of Hongmeng Jue is also accompanied by the body-refining function.

The Hongmeng spiritual energy in Long Chen's body was washing and refining Long Chen's body all the time.

The body-refining function of the Hongmeng Jue is naturally not comparable to the body-refining function of the Purple Thunder Tyrant Jue that Long Chen auctioned.

After more than ten years of tempering, Long Chen's body has reached an outrageous state.

Suddenly, the saint-level master's eyes lit up, and his expression changed from fear to surprise.

"Treasure." This is the only possibility that a saint-level expert can think of.

If you take this treasure as your own, then you will...

The saint-level master was pleasantly surprised. He didn't expect that he would find a top-quality treasure when he came for the top-quality horse.

The saint-level master seemed to see the scene where he responded to everything, and his heart was filled with ups and downs.

Long Chen looked at the saint-level master who looked frightened for a while, frowned for a while, and smiled again, and felt doubtful in his heart.

"Boy," the saint-level expert had already reacted and shouted while staring at Long Chen.

Long Chen heard the still arrogant voice and stared at the saint-level master in confusion.

"Boy, don't think that I will be afraid of your treasure. With the treasure to protect you, I can't do anything to you."

"Treasure?" Long Chen was confused in his heart. Could it be that this saint-level master was frightened out of his wits?

"What, kid?" The saint-level expert pointed at Long Chen and said with a smile on his face, "You still plan to hide it now?"

"If there is no treasure, how can you collide with a mysterious weapon with your physical body!"

"Don't tell me that your body is harder than Xuanpin weapons." The saint-level master said with infinite arrogance.

"Yes, the three kings are right."

"Hurry up and hand it over, kid!"…………………………………………

The other little robbers were awakened from their stupor by the words of the holy master.

I also heard that Long Chen was so powerful because he had treasures.

Each one of them returned to their original arrogant appearance and shouted randomly.

"Treasure." Long Chen felt funny. Did he rely on the treasure to shatter that Xuanpin primary sword?

Long Chen stared at the fanatical saint-level master and said calmly:

"No."

"Even if there is, it depends on whether you have the ability to get it!"

When the saint-level master heard Long Chen's contemptuous tone, his face was immediately covered with anger.

As the third leader of the Gale Bandit Group, one of the top ten bandit groups in the Xuantian Continent, and a saint-level master, no one has ever dared to disrespect me.

But now that he is being looked down upon by others, one can imagine his anger.

"Boy, don't think that I can't deal with you just because you have treasures to protect you." The saint-level master shouted angrily.

"Yes, boss, teach him a lesson."

"Give him something awesome to try."

"Let him kneel down and beg for mercy."

"Torture him severely."