Chapter 1272： Scorpio

Undoubtedly, this human man did discover him. Hansen did not need to hide anymore. He stood up from the grass filled with water, and the armor of the whole body was flowing.

"Friend, what do you say about Bichen, I am not too clear." Hansen looked at the man and said.

"Human?" The man saw Hansen, slightly revealing a little bit of surprise, apparently did not expect to be a human being here.

"It’s all compatriots. Everything is good to discuss. My name is Han Sen. How do friends call it?” Han Sen wondered if he could find some information from this mysterious man.

The man said with a cold face: "I have never been friends with human beings, not even compatriots."

"It’s like saying that you are not human," Hansen said, staring at the man.

The man said indifferently: "Don't confuse me with your lower races. I originally wanted to keep you a life, but unfortunately you have too much nonsense."

As he said, the man rushed directly to Hansen with a punch, and he was planning to kill himself directly.

Hansen couldn’t think of a man saying that he started doing it, and that the man actually said that he was not a human being and regarded human beings as a lower race.

However, Han Sen clearly feels that the man is a pure human atmosphere, and there is absolutely no mistake.

Now there is no time for Han Sen to think so much. The man punches out, the body is powerful and terrible, the fist with a whistling sound, tearing the space and instantly reaching Hansen.

Hansen’s blood flashed in his eyes, and he had opened nine genetic locks with **** nerves, like a fist in the blood.

Hey!

Hansen only felt that his fist avatar was rushing over the locomotive that crashed at high speed. He couldn’t help but step back and slammed his feet on the ground, but he still couldn’t stop his figure.

The hard stone under the foot was directly plowed by Hansen's legs, forming two deep grooves. Hansen slipped a few hundred meters on the ground before he barely stopped his figure.

The bones on the fists have been broken, and even the arm bones have been shaken.

"Good strength!" Hansen looked at the man with horror. The man did not carry any attribute power. It was a blow from the power of **, and it was unimaginable to force it to such a point.

"Oh, **** nerves, are you a believer in my blood education?" The man snorted and seemed surprised.

"You are?" Hansen was surprised. He had heard the man say that he was a member of the Blue Blood Special Forces. How did he become a blood-speaking person?

The man smiled a little and his expression obviously eased a lot: "You don't know that I am normal. I am afraid that there is no real saint in the blood education today. But since you cultivate blood and nerves, I must teach my true disciples, even if I teach my true disciples, even if Have you ever seen a true saint, you should have read the classics of the Thirteen Saints? I am one of the thirteen saints."

Said, the man suddenly frowned: "Which disciple are you, how is the blood and nerves so weak?"

Hansen’s heart flashed through thousands of thoughts. When he finally decided to fight, he said: “I am a disciple of Qin Huaizhen. Before the old man died, he accepted me as a disciple and passed on the blood. I know nothing about teaching. many."

"Qin Huaizhen?" The man frowned and thought, for a while it seemed to think of something: "It turned out to be the Qin family. Has the Qin family actually fallen to such a degree? It is actually a foreigner disciple, or the practitioner of the first generation of blood and nerves."

Hansen didn't talk, just looked at the man. He didn't know anything about blood-threatening. He said that he would only be wrong. It is better not to say it.

The man thought about it and said: "It is hard to find a person who can cultivate the nerves. It is not easy for the Qin family to find one. Since you accepted the inheritance of the Qin family, although it is still the first generation, the Qin family’s saints still have to be It is up to you to inherit, but your blood is still too weak to enjoy the saint's title. Fortunately, there is a shelter now, and you will inherit it for generations. After your descendants turn into blue blood, you can truly get the saints. title."

Hansen’s heart was so excited that the man suddenly made him understand a lot of things, just a few words.

Blood-stained nerves are the top-level exercises to strengthen genetics. Generations will make future generations stronger.

Xuanmen’s descendants once said that the true disciples of the blood gods are terrible. They are the horrors that have been passed down from the ancient times, and their physical qualities are far superior to those of ordinary human beings.

In addition, the man who claims to be a saint of the Scorpio said that it means that the algebra of the blood and nerves has passed away for a long time, and the blood will turn blue. That is not to say that the blue blood is the inheritor of the blood-sacred teaching.

This ancient method of using blood and time as a means of inheritance is not something that can be practiced casually, and even if it is practiced, the power that can be exerted is not too strong.

The most powerful place in the blood-staining nerves is the inheritance of power and genes. It is passed down from generation to generation. If it is a true long-term disciple, the power is indeed horrible.

This is why Han Sen practiced the blood and nerves, and also opened nine genetic locks, but the strength is not much stronger than the super **** creature that opened the nine genetic locks.

Because this is not the real strength of the blood and nerves, such a person like Tianzhu is the real strong person who cultivates the blood and nerves. I don’t know how many generations of horror existed.

Hansen’s thoughts are another turn: “If the Thirteen Saints represent 13 blood inheritances passed down from the ancient times, then Han Jingzhi should be one of the inheritors? He is also blue blood.”

However, it is wrong to think about it. The infant and the ghost clearly said that Han Jingzhi was tied to the blood to teach. If he is really a saint of blood, how can someone dare to tie him? Who else has tied him?

And the Qin family is also a saint, why their blood is red, and it has not turned blue?

One question was raised in Hansen’s mind, which made him even more confused.

However, there is a point that Hansen has inferred that if Han Jingzhi is one of the inheritance saints of blood-stained teaching, then he cannot be Hansen’s grandfather.

Even after Han Jingzhi, no one in the Han family cultivates the blood and nerves, and the gene inheritance power of the blood and nerves will continue for generations, but it will slowly weaken.

According to the truth, when you get to Hansen, you can inherit a little blue blood.

Even if Hansen is not genetically inherited, his father should be a little blue blood.

However, Hansen knows very clearly that both himself and his father are red blood, and that the blue blood has no relationship with the money. It is absolutely impossible to pass on the saints of the blood-sacred teachings.

Han Sen and the more he wants to be confused, Han Jia really has nothing to do with Han Jingzhi, so how can the Han family pass on the blood to teach the holy things and the blood of the cat? This is too strange.

The man did not know that Hansen’s heart was a thousand times, and he said to himself: "Well, the two blueberries will be given to the saints."

After that, the man turned and left.

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