Chapter 405

The palm of Wen Chen's body was printed on Wen Chen's body, Wen Chen's body was like a kite with a broken string, suddenly flew upside down, and Peng Ran sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist.

"No, this Lin Xin is a late-stage existence of God Shuai, we are far from being opponents, retreat quickly!" Wen Chen was seriously injured, fell to the ground and clutched his chest, not knowing how many pieces of his sternum were broken, and shouted loudly .

Saint Laurent's face was ugly, he definitely did not expect such a turn of events, a sure-fire killing turned into a sheep's mouth, and even the moves he used at a high cost were easily deciphered by the opponent.

Seeing Wen Chen flying upside down and feeling the powerful aura of Long Haochen, Saint Laurent's face suddenly turned pale, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

"Want to run? It's not that easy!" Long Haochen was initially shocked, panting deeply, humming and sneering, he already had killing intent in his heart!
Flipping his hand over, the long sword was in his hand, Long Haochen held the long sword in his hand, and was about to charge towards the two of them, but at this moment, Saint Laurent suddenly reacted, and once again urged the token in his hand, another burst of brilliance flashed However, a ray of light suddenly hit from the statue of the barbarian king.

"Keng!" There was a clanging sound of metal colliding, Long Haochen only felt that his long sword seemed to have cut into a very strong metal somewhere, his tiger's mouth was numb from the shock, and he quickly stepped back and fell down.

At this time, Wen Chen and Saint Laurent were shrouded in white light, and their faces were pale from shock, but it did not affect their actions.I don't know if the white light is different, or the same white light has different effects on different people. This white light did not imprison the two people covered by the light, but instead protected the two people inside the light. Long Haochen gave a strong shot The slash was on the white light, but no trace was left behind.

"Hmph, hum, Lin Xin, what's the matter, there's no other way?" Saint Laurent finally turned a little bloody, looked at Long Haochen, and said.

Seeing this, Long Haochen didn't rush to attack, instead, he looked at the white light a few more times, and followed the white light to the statue of the barbarian king: "Is this the power of faith?" Long Haochen frowned. Said.

"You are very knowledgeable, kid." A flash of surprise flashed across Saint Laurent's face, then he chuckled and said, "I can't tell, you are still very knowledgeable, yes, this is the power of faith! Thousands of precious pieces of faith Power, but the power that is said to be omnipotent as long as there is enough quantity, boy, what, are you afraid?"

Saint Laurent laughed wildly, but Wutian said in Long Haochen's mind with disdain: "If it is really omnipotent, then it really is the power of faith, but unfortunately, how can the power of faith be something that ordinary people can do?" Used? These powers are just pseudo-powers extracted from the power of faith. Although they look similar to the power of faith, they are absolutely different from each other, and he is so kind to say it!"

Wutian paused for a while, then continued: "However, even this kind of pseudo-power is extremely precious, and the power in your "Great Sacred Book" can be regarded as this kind of power, but in terms of quantity, it is far away. Far inferior to the other party's reserves!"

Long Haochen nodded slightly, but he was not in a hurry to speak. Instead, he cast his eyes on Saint Laurent and said, "You just use so much power of faith for such a purpose, don't you feel it? Don't you feel bad about wasting it?" While speaking, a small stone was taken out from the storage ring again.

Long Haochen didn't know whether the other party was distressed or not, but his own face showed a look of flesh pain first, and couldn't bear to see the other party waste the power of faith like this.

"Waste? Distressed?" Saint Laurent was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed loudly: "Am I afraid of wasting? Is this kind of thing not enough? Grandpa, I am not afraid to tell you that this kind of thing may be extremely precious to you." things, but to me they are very common, and there are even a lot of things everywhere! What can you do?"

As Saint Laurent said, looking at Long Haochen's face, he became more and more arrogant: "I have the right, but I will be willful! For me, the power of faith is an existence that can be used infinitely. It is inexhaustible. Use it Inexhaustible! As long as I am in the Manwang City, I can control this force at will, and I am an invincible existence, hahaha!"

"If I'm not mistaken, the power of faith you use is not the belief that the barbarian residents of the barbarian king city have in you, but their belief in the barbarian king Tryndamere, right?"

"Haha, so what? But is there any difference? The barbarian Tryndamere is a god-like existence to the saints, and we are also god-like existences in his mother's heart. What's wrong with strength? That stick of pig will only do things for us with peace of mind and obey our orders!"

When Saint Laurent said this, his face suddenly changed, he suddenly looked at Long Haochen, and said, "Are you kidding me on purpose? Hmph. Boy, I can tell you, don't think that you know this What can be done, these pigs would rather believe that we will never care about you, empty words will only make your death worse!"

Saint Laurent finally realized something, but Long Haochen had already collected enough things he wanted, and put away the little piece of jade with satisfaction, then revealed a gloomy expression, looked at Saint Laurent, and said : "It doesn't matter whether they believe it or not, as long as I kill you, no matter how I expose your crimes, you will not speak up, so you can rest assured!"

As Long Haochen was speaking, his divine sense suddenly moved, and the "Great Sacred Book" appeared in front of Long Haochen. The pages of the book slowly unfolded, and a khaki-yellow light swept out.

Seeing this book again, seeing this earthy yellow light again, Saint Laurent's face changed slightly. Just now, Long Haochen successfully escaped from the pressure of the power of faith by relying on this book. How can not forget.

"What, what is this?" Saint Laurent exclaimed angrily, "It can resist the power of faith. What is this?"

"This is something that can kill you!" Long Haochen let out a long roar, and the light in his writing gushed out, and the mighty power immediately swept towards the two of Saint Laurent, and Saint Laurent finally changed his face and reacted, A sinister smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Damn it, I have already said that I have the power of faith, what can you do to me? Lin Xin, you bastard can't kill me!" Saint Laurent laughed grimly, and suddenly urged the token in his hand again, then A white light that enveloped him and Wen Chen suddenly became brighter by three points, but suddenly the white light disappeared, and the light disappeared. The two people in the original white light seemed to be illusions in the light, and disappeared instantly.

"Run away?" Long Haochen frowned, and after searching around, he could no longer feel the slightest aura of the two people around him, so he was sure in his heart that the two people had indeed escaped without a doubt.

"Huh, these two guys run fast. The power of faith is really powerful and has infinite uses. The saints can use the power of faith in the city of the barbarian king. It seems that they are even more difficult to deal with!"

Long Haochen frowned, and Wutian's voice sounded in his mind again: "Don't worry, you have the "Great Sacred Book", which gathers the beliefs of the giant spirit gods, and this level of power can't threaten you. You, in front of you, this power can only be used for self-defense."

"Even if it's just self-protection, it's difficult enough, there's nothing they can do about it!" Long Haochen said in his heart, holding his forehead with his hands, feeling a headache.

"Actually, it's not you who should be troubled, but them." Wutian said suddenly: "These guys dare to steal the power of faith from Tryndamere. If the barbarians find out about this kind of thing, how should they react? If Tryndamere found out, how should he react? Hehe, although the barbarian King Tryndamere is afraid of his wife, he is also known for his violent temper. If he finds out about this kind of thing, he would slap and slap them to death. of."

"Forget it, I won't tell you more, that world is really not what you should be in contact with at this stage!" Wutian said suddenly, and kept silent.

Long Haochen didn't ask too many questions, his eyes fell on Bai Po beside him.At this time, Bai Po was still in deep shock, his face was pale, obviously he had not recovered from the shock, and he muttered to himself, "How could this be? It turned out to be so! The robber turned out to be Saint Laurent." The adults sent out to collect money, they even stole the power of faith from the statue of the barbarian king, how could this be possible?"

All the scenes just now fell into his eyes, and the sound of the conversation reached his ears.

"You also know the power of faith?" Long Haochen couldn't help asking.

Bai Po nodded in a daze, and said: "I know, our belief in the barbarian king will be gathered together through this statue. Every 1 years, the barbarian king will come down with his divine sense and take away all the power of faith. The biggest event once every ten thousand years! So all of us barbarians know that there is a power called the power of faith in that statue."

"However, that's not right. The members of the Saint Clan should have known the Lord Barbarian King, and even they are all subordinates and emissaries of the Lord Barbarian King. How could they steal the power of faith? Could it be that they got the permission of the Lord Barbarian King?" ? That’s not right, could it be that Lord Saint Laurent used it secretly on his own initiative?”

Bai Po was still muttering to himself, thinking wildly, Long Haochen looked helpless again.

"Okay, Brother Bai Po, don't think too much, let's go now." Long Haochen patted Bai Po's shoulder, and grabbed the bandit leader with one hand.The bandit leader was seriously injured by Long Haochen and lost his arms. Long Haochen's slap just now didn't know how many ribs he had cracked and how many viscera he had injured. Now he passed out again. able to wake up.

(End of this chapter)

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