The Brilliant Fighting Master

There were four people who came near the mountain.

"It ’s not easy to come to Star Trial to try it out, and it is saintly."

They dared not be careless or hostile, they were just out of curiosity.

When Jiang Chen flew into the air, the four men moved forward simultaneously.

"Sages, friends are really talented."

"My name is Wansheng, if you want, you might as well make friends."

"Walking in this world of blood seas alone is not enough."

Jiang Chen looked at the four people in front of him, two men and two women, all were emperors.

"You can call me Tianchen."

Jiang Chen remembers the words made by the God of Fortune. Don't expose yourself prematurely, so choose a pseudonym.

Then, Jiang Chen learned the names of the four.

And from the mouth of the four people, they learned that the bloodless kins who were not down the mountain were all cleared out, and they were relatively safe areas.

"Tianchen, can you feel martial arts and Taoism in the mountains?"

The man who called Wansheng asked, arousing curiosity among the other three.

It turned out that Buddhism has a peerless history left by the strongman for 500 years, which many people know.

But not everyone can learn.

Sun Chaotian's invincible fist meant in a lot of broken **** stones.

In most people's eyes, that is Shi Yan, and he can't find the fist.

Only talents like Jiang Chen who have the talent of evil can do it.

After Jiang Chen gave a positive answer, the four were very excited.

He asked Jiang Chen to tell them the essence of peerlessness.

Wansheng wants to learn invincible, and another beautiful woman wants to get Tianhai style.

"We can exchange with the holy yuan."

The four also knew that it was inappropriate to make such a request for the first time and promised to pay.

Only Jiang Chen asked casually, and found that there were not many sacred elements on the four.

And the one who did not fall down was 500 years ago.

"Shengyuan does not have to be. Obtaining this way will lose the meaning of trial. I will try to help you as much as possible, but there is no guarantee that you can learn." Jiang Chen said.

Out of the great joy of the four people, they repeatedly praised Jiang Chen for being worthy of the saint.

He also said that with his existence, the calamity of the blood race would be solved.

Jiang Chen shook his head in his heart, feeling that the four were somewhat exaggerated.

Hugging not to let the strong man five hundred years ago go to waste, he recounted the peerlessness the four wanted.

At the same time, he also began to try to change the flames of Tiantian Yaoyan.

Therefore, before falling down the mountain, five people started to practice separately.

In the evening, the five stopped one after another, and looking at their looks, they could see their gains.

The four of Wansheng were all frowning.

However, if the mastery is so easy to master, it will not be called mastery.

The four whispered, looking at Jiang Chen not far away.

Jiang Chen has figured out how his father did it, and mastered this method.

He was not surprised by the results of the four.

If you can't even do it by yourself, it means that you don't have enough talent.

When Jiang Chen said he was about to leave for the danger zone, the four offered Jiang Chen to repeat it.

Seeing their unwillingness, Jiang Chen did not refuse.

"Similar to what you said just now. Is there something you didn't say?"

The woman who wants to learn the style of Tianhai has a temperament. Because her sword practice is not smooth, and she doesn't hear anything new, she is very unhappy.

Her words embarrassed the atmosphere.

"Do not say it that way."

Wan Sheng stopped her and looked at it with apology.

Jiang Chen shrugged, saying it didn't matter.

"If you want to try it out, you can go southwest, and the number and strength of blood races there are rising in a trapezoidal shape, which is very suitable for newcomers." Wan Sheng said.

"Ok."

Jiang Chen responded and left as he said.

As soon as he left, the three others gathered around immediately.

"Isn't the southwest direction listed as the most dangerous? It's not good to let a star statue go." Another man named Liu Qi said.

"In this way, we will have the opportunity to save him, so that he can continue to teach us to never learn." Wan Sheng smiled proudly, his expression was completely different from Jiang Chen's face.

"Not so good." The younger woman disagreed slightly.

"What's wrong!"

The woman who accused Jiang Chen of Tibetan privateness just stared at her, and agreed with Wansheng's plan.

She is full of longing for Tianhai sword style, if she can learn, the whole person will be promoted.

The four of them stayed in the mountain, thinking hard.

According to the four, Jiang Chen was aware of the danger after leaving the safe area.

There was a special **** smell in the air.

When he tried to fly at low altitude, many black shadows flew from some dark places.

"You are a divine body, blood and blood are comparable to a dragon, and have a fatal appeal to the blood."

"Others need to go to the blood race to fight, and you don't have to. The blood race will come to you by themselves."

Jiang Chen remembered what Shenshu had said to him, and now it seems to be true.

He was also able to see the true face of the bloodline.

The humanoid with wings has a very pale skin and no hair.

A pair of pointed ears is similar to a mouse, with normal features.

Only a pair of blood-red eyes revealed madness.

As they approached Jiang Chen, the mouths of the blood races opened.

Jiang Chen frowned.

The other races open their mouths, while the blood races open their mouths.

The cheeks on both sides opened left and right, exposing the **** mouth, with a pair of fangs, but the tongue was not visible, but a round tubular organ.

The top can open like a petal, ejecting a ten-meter-long tongue from it.

It can't be said to be the tongue, which is full of barbs and has holes at the same time for sucking blood.

"It's ugly."

This is Jiang Chen's first impression of the blood.

As he soared, thousands of blood raced in a line.

After reaching a certain height, Jiang Chen saw a black ocean.

These blood races screamed strangely, and they were uncomfortable listening.

"Burning Wrath!"

Jiang Chen tried to use his father's extinction to control the burning flames.

At the same time, with the Japanese flame, a fire dragon dived down.

Everywhere he went, the blood races were burned to ashes.

There is no chance to escape ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The fire dragon burst, and the temperature of the entire area soared by thousands of degrees, which can melt everything.

This power scared even Jiang Chen himself, thinking that he should be cautious next time, otherwise it would hurt innocent people.

A lot of faint mist appeared in the dead blood race, and headed towards Jiang Chen.

These aerosols are an important source of Holy Yuan.

At the same time, the scene of burning the blood tribe was also seen by the four followers of Wansheng, who thought that there would be a mobile phone conference, but Jiang Chen was so happy.

"He must have been a peerless student who can't go down the mountain, and the heat wave was pressing when he practiced just now."

Xie Wanting is envious and jealous. If she can grasp such a situation in Tianhai style, her strength will inevitably increase greatly.

"Keep following, the more dangerous we get, we have a chance."

That Wansheng saw that Jiang Chen didn't doubt his way, and still moved forward, and quickly called his companions to continue.