Chapter 2105 The Secret of the God Statue
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Ji Mo De Wu Zhe
When they saw the old man with triangular eyes, their faces changed wildly, and even the hand holding the weapon trembled.
Some people even felt that they had an illusion. How could such a strong suzerain be so miserable?
impossible!
They rubbed their eyes and realized...it was really their suzerain.
"Drop your weapon and get out!"
Xiao Chen looked at them and said coldly.
Dang!
Someone dropped the weapon first, then turned and ran.
Even the suzerain is so miserable, they must not be opponents, if they dare to fight, isn't that courting death?
With those in the lead, more dropped their weapons and ran.
In the end... none left.
"Hehe, I thought island country warriors would rather die than submit. It turns out that... they are also afraid of death."
Xiao Chen smiled playfully and continued walking inside.
The triangular-eyed old man trembled with anger, these bastards actually ran away?
"People cherish their lives. It's normal for them to react like this. Aren't you also afraid of death? If you want to die, you have every chance to commit suicide."
Xiao Chen said to the old man with triangular eyes.
"What the hell do you want to do!"
The old man with triangular eyes stared at Xiao Chen and asked.
"Release the Chinese warriors you captured first."
Xiao Chen said lightly.
"Then, let's talk about other things."
"it is good!"
The old man with triangular eyes endured the pain and nodded.
He felt that Xiao Chen must have other purposes for saving his life... He was afraid of death, so he felt that he still had a chance.
After entering, I naturally saw people again.
This time, without waiting for Xiao Chen to speak, he ordered to go down and bring the Huaxia warriors here.
Soon, Huaxia warriors were brought over.
When the Huaxia warriors were brought over, everyone's expressions changed, even Xiao Chen's gaze became a little colder.
I saw this Huaxia warrior was covered in blood... his left eye and left ear were gone.
Looking further down, his left hand was also cut off, and it was wrapped in gauze indiscriminately.
The kneecap of the left leg also seemed to have been gouged out, and it was dragged on the ground, stained with blood, which looked particularly miserable.
"Old Zhao!"
Ma Rulong widened his eyes and was about to step forward.
"Let go of our suzerain, or else, kill him!"
A person picked up a knife, put it on the neck of the semi-conscious Chinese warrior, and shouted sharply.
Hearing his words, Ma Rulong paused, not daring to act rashly.
Xiao Chen looked even colder, looking at this person: "Do you want your suzerain? Okay, I will give it to you now!"
After saying that, he shook his hands and threw the disabled old man with triangular eyes towards him.
boom!
Before the triangular-eyed old man landed on the ground, Xiao Chen came to the man's side first, and slapped him on the head with a brick.
Click.
There was a sound of bone cracking, but the man didn't even scream, and fell to the ground without moving.
"Kill them all!"
Xiao Chen originally thought that as long as he didn't do anything, then he wouldn't kill people, and it would be fine to drive him away.
But now... Looking at the Chinese warrior in front of him, he changed his mind!
kill!
Treating the Chinese people, the island people still haven't changed at all!
"kill!"
Xiaodao and the others were also furious, and they started to fight one after another. Soon the smell of blood filled the air, and the corpses were lying on the ground.
At this time, the Huaxia warrior also woke up, looking at the scene in front of him, stunned.
"Old Zhao, it's me, Ma Rulong."
Ma Rulong supported the Huaxia warrior and shouted at him.
"Ma Rulong?"
The Huaxia warrior seemed to have regained his composure, and recognized the horse-faced man in front of him.
"Yes, it's me."
Ma Rulong nodded.
"Old Zhao, how are you?"
"I... am I in a dream?"
Huaxia Warrior looked at Ma Rulong with a dazed expression.
"No, it's not in a dream, it's in reality...Old Zhao, you were saved."
Ma Rulong said hurriedly.
"I was saved?"
The Huaxia warrior was stunned, Tianbeiliu has three great energy, will he be saved?
"Who saved me? Ma, it was you..."
"No, it's not me, it's Xiao Chen...you know him, right? It's the guy who lost Xuanyuan Dao."
Ma Rulong said to the Chinese warriors.
Not far away, Xiao Chen, who had a killing intent on his face, couldn't help being speechless when he heard this, damn it, do you need to repeat this sentence again?It's very heartbreaking, okay?
"Xiao Chen?"
The Huaxia warrior was startled, then looked around.
"Where's Tianbeiliu's Huajin?"
"Two were killed by Xiao Chen, and this one is left, so I won't live long."
Lu Zhen also spoke.
"What? He killed Hua Jin?"
The Huaxia warrior's one-eyed widened, probably because he touched a sore spot and showed pain.
"Well, he's very strong... Tianbeiliu is going to be wiped out."
Chu Xun glanced at Xiao Chen and said.
"Okay... that's great."
Hearing this, the Huaxia warrior was a little excited. He thought he would be tortured to death, but he didn't expect... things would change like this.
Thinking of the little devil's tormenting him, his heart was filled with hatred and anger.
"Xiao... Where is Xiao Chen?"
"I am Xiao Chen."
Xiao Chen stepped forward slowly and said to him.
Moreover, he decided that if Ma Rulong dared to say "this kid is Xiao Chen who lost the Xuanyuan knife" again, he would slap him with a slap, what the hell is going on?
The Huaxia warrior stared at Xiao Chen with one eye, and looked at Xiao Chen a little bit complicated.
They came here for Xuanyuan Dao. It can be said that if Xiao Chen hadn't lost Xuanyuan Dao, he wouldn't have come to the island country, and he wouldn't have been caught by the little devil.
But now, Xiao Chen saved his life and avenged him, so his mood is quite complicated.
"Mr. Xiao, thank you."
After a few seconds of silence, the Huaxia warrior said slowly.
"you are welcome."
Xiao Chen shook his head, he didn't have much guilt or anything... These people came to the island country for the Xuanyuan knife, not just for the national treasure of China, which cannot fall into the hands of the island people, but to win the Xuanyuan knife!
So, speaking of it, they couldn't blame him for their fate.
"Take good care of your wounds. Today, Tianbeiliu will be destroyed."
"I-I can't do it anymore."
The Huaxia warrior smiled bitterly and shook his head reluctantly.
"It's fine if I can get revenge... I thought that I would die in the island country, and no one would know! Now I am very satisfied."
"..."
Xiao Chen looked at the Chinese martial artist. Although he didn't have a pulse, he could tell that it was indeed a fatal injury. The injury was too serious to last.
"Ma, can I ask you one thing?"
Suddenly, the Huaxia warrior spoke.
"You said."
Ma Rulong nodded.
"When I die, burn me and bring my ashes back to Huaxia... I don't want to be buried in an island country, I want to be buried in Huaxia."
Huaxia warriors are getting weaker and weaker.
"Okay, we promise you!"
Chu Xun also saw that he really couldn't hold it anymore, and nodded with a bit of sadness.
"Okay...hehe, I have avenged my revenge, and I can rest assured..."
The Huaxia warrior smiled, and finally looked at Xiao Chen.
"I hope...you can find the Xuanyuan knife, and that knife shouldn't be left behind in the island country."
"Will do."
Xiao Chen nodded.
He originally wanted to tell the Chinese warriors that the real Xuanyuan Dao was actually in his hands, and the one snatched by the islanders was actually a fake one.
But he thought about it, and still didn't say anything.
It's not that he couldn't say it, he was afraid that if he said it, Chinese warriors would die unwillingly.
So, forget it.
After a few words, the Huaxia warrior trembled, closed his eyes, and swallowed his last breath.
"Old Zhao..."
The three of Ma Rulong yelled a few times, their faces full of sadness.
Xiao Chen and the others had just met him, so naturally they wouldn't feel sad because of him.
However, seeing the Huaxia warriors being tortured to death like this, they felt even more angry.
boom!
Xiao Chen kicked the triangular-eyed old man flying and smashed it on a big rock.
puff!
The old man with triangular eyes spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face became even paler.
"Look, but kill all Tianbeiliu people!"
Xiao Chen said coldly.
"it is good!"
Xiaodao and the others nodded, and they all dispersed.
"The three of you deal with his funeral, I'll talk to this old devil."
Xiao Chen said to Ma Rulong and the others again.
"Ah."
The three nodded, preparing to be cremated on the spot, and then bring the ashes back home.
Xiao Chen carried the old man with triangular eyes to the largest building, and threw him on the ground.
"You...destroyed my whole sect of Tianbeiliu, this matter will spread throughout the martial arts of the island country, when the time comes...you will surely die."
The old man with triangular eyes looked at Xiao Chen and said.
"I'm waiting for them to kill me, whoever comes will die!"
Xiao Chen's expression was cold, and he clasped the neck of the old man with triangular eyes.
"Don't threaten me, and don't scare me... Huaxia people are not scared, you know?"
"cough……"
The triangular-eyed old man touched Xiao Chen's cold eyes, and his heart trembled.
"Say, why did you build a shrine, and even made a statue of the King of the North Sea?"
Xiao Chen looked at the old man with triangular eyes and said coldly.
Hearing this, Xiao Chen was taken aback, what did he ask this for?
"My patience is limited, it's best to tell me what you know."
Xiao Chen slowly exerted force on his hand.
"I...I said..."
Seeing that Xiao Chen really wanted to kill him, the old man with triangular eyes hurriedly opened his mouth.
"Actually, this has been passed down from generation to generation of suzerains...Because of building a statue, allowing him to enjoy worship and worship, and through some secret methods, the God King of the North Sea can come..."
"Let the God King of the North Sea descend?"
Xiao Chen frowned.
"Is it resurrection?"
"No... It's different from resurrection, but it's also somewhat similar. The spiritual imprint of the God King of the North Sea lingers and can come again, but he cannot be resurrected..."
The old man with triangular eyes shook his head.
"The spiritual imprint doesn't disperse?"
Hearing this, Xiao Chen's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of the "land" chapter of the Chaos Art, which is the chapter on cultivating the gods, that is, spiritual power!
Could it be that there are more researches on human spirit and soul in the island country than in China?
Otherwise, how could there be such a thing as coming?
"How did the God King of the North Sea come?"
Xiao Chen looked at the old man with triangular eyes and asked.
"His old man will choose a person, and then the spiritual imprint will be fused... But it can't last for too long. Most of the time, his spiritual imprint should remain on the golden statue, continue to condense, and enjoy the worship..."
"Choose one person? Spirit imprint fusion?"
Xiao Chen frowned, what is this?
Looking for a host?
Then seize the house?
No, it should be more accurate to say 'possession'.
----
Chapter 3~
Appreciation votes, appreciation votes, appreciation votes... Are there any?
good night.
Some people even felt that they had an illusion. How could such a strong suzerain be so miserable?
impossible!
They rubbed their eyes and realized...it was really their suzerain.
"Drop your weapon and get out!"
Xiao Chen looked at them and said coldly.
Dang!
Someone dropped the weapon first, then turned and ran.
Even the suzerain is so miserable, they must not be opponents, if they dare to fight, isn't that courting death?
With those in the lead, more dropped their weapons and ran.
In the end... none left.
"Hehe, I thought island country warriors would rather die than submit. It turns out that... they are also afraid of death."
Xiao Chen smiled playfully and continued walking inside.
The triangular-eyed old man trembled with anger, these bastards actually ran away?
"People cherish their lives. It's normal for them to react like this. Aren't you also afraid of death? If you want to die, you have every chance to commit suicide."
Xiao Chen said to the old man with triangular eyes.
"What the hell do you want to do!"
The old man with triangular eyes stared at Xiao Chen and asked.
"Release the Chinese warriors you captured first."
Xiao Chen said lightly.
"Then, let's talk about other things."
"it is good!"
The old man with triangular eyes endured the pain and nodded.
He felt that Xiao Chen must have other purposes for saving his life... He was afraid of death, so he felt that he still had a chance.
After entering, I naturally saw people again.
This time, without waiting for Xiao Chen to speak, he ordered to go down and bring the Huaxia warriors here.
Soon, Huaxia warriors were brought over.
When the Huaxia warriors were brought over, everyone's expressions changed, even Xiao Chen's gaze became a little colder.
I saw this Huaxia warrior was covered in blood... his left eye and left ear were gone.
Looking further down, his left hand was also cut off, and it was wrapped in gauze indiscriminately.
The kneecap of the left leg also seemed to have been gouged out, and it was dragged on the ground, stained with blood, which looked particularly miserable.
"Old Zhao!"
Ma Rulong widened his eyes and was about to step forward.
"Let go of our suzerain, or else, kill him!"
A person picked up a knife, put it on the neck of the semi-conscious Chinese warrior, and shouted sharply.
Hearing his words, Ma Rulong paused, not daring to act rashly.
Xiao Chen looked even colder, looking at this person: "Do you want your suzerain? Okay, I will give it to you now!"
After saying that, he shook his hands and threw the disabled old man with triangular eyes towards him.
boom!
Before the triangular-eyed old man landed on the ground, Xiao Chen came to the man's side first, and slapped him on the head with a brick.
Click.
There was a sound of bone cracking, but the man didn't even scream, and fell to the ground without moving.
"Kill them all!"
Xiao Chen originally thought that as long as he didn't do anything, then he wouldn't kill people, and it would be fine to drive him away.
But now... Looking at the Chinese warrior in front of him, he changed his mind!
kill!
Treating the Chinese people, the island people still haven't changed at all!
"kill!"
Xiaodao and the others were also furious, and they started to fight one after another. Soon the smell of blood filled the air, and the corpses were lying on the ground.
At this time, the Huaxia warrior also woke up, looking at the scene in front of him, stunned.
"Old Zhao, it's me, Ma Rulong."
Ma Rulong supported the Huaxia warrior and shouted at him.
"Ma Rulong?"
The Huaxia warrior seemed to have regained his composure, and recognized the horse-faced man in front of him.
"Yes, it's me."
Ma Rulong nodded.
"Old Zhao, how are you?"
"I... am I in a dream?"
Huaxia Warrior looked at Ma Rulong with a dazed expression.
"No, it's not in a dream, it's in reality...Old Zhao, you were saved."
Ma Rulong said hurriedly.
"I was saved?"
The Huaxia warrior was stunned, Tianbeiliu has three great energy, will he be saved?
"Who saved me? Ma, it was you..."
"No, it's not me, it's Xiao Chen...you know him, right? It's the guy who lost Xuanyuan Dao."
Ma Rulong said to the Chinese warriors.
Not far away, Xiao Chen, who had a killing intent on his face, couldn't help being speechless when he heard this, damn it, do you need to repeat this sentence again?It's very heartbreaking, okay?
"Xiao Chen?"
The Huaxia warrior was startled, then looked around.
"Where's Tianbeiliu's Huajin?"
"Two were killed by Xiao Chen, and this one is left, so I won't live long."
Lu Zhen also spoke.
"What? He killed Hua Jin?"
The Huaxia warrior's one-eyed widened, probably because he touched a sore spot and showed pain.
"Well, he's very strong... Tianbeiliu is going to be wiped out."
Chu Xun glanced at Xiao Chen and said.
"Okay... that's great."
Hearing this, the Huaxia warrior was a little excited. He thought he would be tortured to death, but he didn't expect... things would change like this.
Thinking of the little devil's tormenting him, his heart was filled with hatred and anger.
"Xiao... Where is Xiao Chen?"
"I am Xiao Chen."
Xiao Chen stepped forward slowly and said to him.
Moreover, he decided that if Ma Rulong dared to say "this kid is Xiao Chen who lost the Xuanyuan knife" again, he would slap him with a slap, what the hell is going on?
The Huaxia warrior stared at Xiao Chen with one eye, and looked at Xiao Chen a little bit complicated.
They came here for Xuanyuan Dao. It can be said that if Xiao Chen hadn't lost Xuanyuan Dao, he wouldn't have come to the island country, and he wouldn't have been caught by the little devil.
But now, Xiao Chen saved his life and avenged him, so his mood is quite complicated.
"Mr. Xiao, thank you."
After a few seconds of silence, the Huaxia warrior said slowly.
"you are welcome."
Xiao Chen shook his head, he didn't have much guilt or anything... These people came to the island country for the Xuanyuan knife, not just for the national treasure of China, which cannot fall into the hands of the island people, but to win the Xuanyuan knife!
So, speaking of it, they couldn't blame him for their fate.
"Take good care of your wounds. Today, Tianbeiliu will be destroyed."
"I-I can't do it anymore."
The Huaxia warrior smiled bitterly and shook his head reluctantly.
"It's fine if I can get revenge... I thought that I would die in the island country, and no one would know! Now I am very satisfied."
"..."
Xiao Chen looked at the Chinese martial artist. Although he didn't have a pulse, he could tell that it was indeed a fatal injury. The injury was too serious to last.
"Ma, can I ask you one thing?"
Suddenly, the Huaxia warrior spoke.
"You said."
Ma Rulong nodded.
"When I die, burn me and bring my ashes back to Huaxia... I don't want to be buried in an island country, I want to be buried in Huaxia."
Huaxia warriors are getting weaker and weaker.
"Okay, we promise you!"
Chu Xun also saw that he really couldn't hold it anymore, and nodded with a bit of sadness.
"Okay...hehe, I have avenged my revenge, and I can rest assured..."
The Huaxia warrior smiled, and finally looked at Xiao Chen.
"I hope...you can find the Xuanyuan knife, and that knife shouldn't be left behind in the island country."
"Will do."
Xiao Chen nodded.
He originally wanted to tell the Chinese warriors that the real Xuanyuan Dao was actually in his hands, and the one snatched by the islanders was actually a fake one.
But he thought about it, and still didn't say anything.
It's not that he couldn't say it, he was afraid that if he said it, Chinese warriors would die unwillingly.
So, forget it.
After a few words, the Huaxia warrior trembled, closed his eyes, and swallowed his last breath.
"Old Zhao..."
The three of Ma Rulong yelled a few times, their faces full of sadness.
Xiao Chen and the others had just met him, so naturally they wouldn't feel sad because of him.
However, seeing the Huaxia warriors being tortured to death like this, they felt even more angry.
boom!
Xiao Chen kicked the triangular-eyed old man flying and smashed it on a big rock.
puff!
The old man with triangular eyes spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face became even paler.
"Look, but kill all Tianbeiliu people!"
Xiao Chen said coldly.
"it is good!"
Xiaodao and the others nodded, and they all dispersed.
"The three of you deal with his funeral, I'll talk to this old devil."
Xiao Chen said to Ma Rulong and the others again.
"Ah."
The three nodded, preparing to be cremated on the spot, and then bring the ashes back home.
Xiao Chen carried the old man with triangular eyes to the largest building, and threw him on the ground.
"You...destroyed my whole sect of Tianbeiliu, this matter will spread throughout the martial arts of the island country, when the time comes...you will surely die."
The old man with triangular eyes looked at Xiao Chen and said.
"I'm waiting for them to kill me, whoever comes will die!"
Xiao Chen's expression was cold, and he clasped the neck of the old man with triangular eyes.
"Don't threaten me, and don't scare me... Huaxia people are not scared, you know?"
"cough……"
The triangular-eyed old man touched Xiao Chen's cold eyes, and his heart trembled.
"Say, why did you build a shrine, and even made a statue of the King of the North Sea?"
Xiao Chen looked at the old man with triangular eyes and said coldly.
Hearing this, Xiao Chen was taken aback, what did he ask this for?
"My patience is limited, it's best to tell me what you know."
Xiao Chen slowly exerted force on his hand.
"I...I said..."
Seeing that Xiao Chen really wanted to kill him, the old man with triangular eyes hurriedly opened his mouth.
"Actually, this has been passed down from generation to generation of suzerains...Because of building a statue, allowing him to enjoy worship and worship, and through some secret methods, the God King of the North Sea can come..."
"Let the God King of the North Sea descend?"
Xiao Chen frowned.
"Is it resurrection?"
"No... It's different from resurrection, but it's also somewhat similar. The spiritual imprint of the God King of the North Sea lingers and can come again, but he cannot be resurrected..."
The old man with triangular eyes shook his head.
"The spiritual imprint doesn't disperse?"
Hearing this, Xiao Chen's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of the "land" chapter of the Chaos Art, which is the chapter on cultivating the gods, that is, spiritual power!
Could it be that there are more researches on human spirit and soul in the island country than in China?
Otherwise, how could there be such a thing as coming?
"How did the God King of the North Sea come?"
Xiao Chen looked at the old man with triangular eyes and asked.
"His old man will choose a person, and then the spiritual imprint will be fused... But it can't last for too long. Most of the time, his spiritual imprint should remain on the golden statue, continue to condense, and enjoy the worship..."
"Choose one person? Spirit imprint fusion?"
Xiao Chen frowned, what is this?
Looking for a host?
Then seize the house?
No, it should be more accurate to say 'possession'.
----
Chapter 3~
Appreciation votes, appreciation votes, appreciation votes... Are there any?
good night.
