"Little Blood Race, that's all!"
Ling Yun's arrogant and provocative voice reached His Excellency the Marquis far away, causing His Majesty the Marquis, whose chrysanthemum was already disabled, to tighten and tighten his chrysanthemum, and his face suddenly turned pale!
Seeing the figures of Ling Yun and others shooting towards the east quickly, a very difficult choice was placed in front of His Excellency the Marquis.
To chase, or not to chase
Your Excellency the Marquis brought twenty-three earls and two hundred and thirty viscounts over this trip, but now, only two earls and ten viscounts were left to be killed by Ling Yun. Counting all the fighting time, it was only half an hour , This made His Excellency the Marquis feel like a dream, he couldn't believe it at all.
Ling Yun is really too fierce and too ruthless!
Your Excellency the Marquis fully understands that even if he goes out to fight in person and fights Ling Yun in close quarters, even if he uses all the secret techniques of the Marquis of the Blood Race, he will still die!
There is no way, Ling Yun's Dark Blood Demon Saber is too domineering, not to mention the body of the Marquis, even the Grand Duke Dracula himself can't resist Ling Yun's knife!
What's more, Ling Yun still has the nightmare of the blood race in his hands, the magic sword Dark Storm!
At this time, Chen Jiangui was quietly floating not far from His Excellency the Marquis, with a pair of dark and narrow eyes flickering with coldness, and he was thinking rapidly.
Whether it's the twenty-nine bastard blood races he fooled back from the United States, or these blood races sent by the Grand Duke Dracula, these blood races, no matter how much they die, Chen Jiangui will not feel sorry for them, he can't wait for Ling Yun and these blood races His hatred is getting deeper and deeper. In this case, it will only be more beneficial to him and the entire Chen family.
Chen Jiangui was thinking about another question, "Fourth Young Master? Which family in the capital has such an awesome Fourth Young Master?"
When Ling Yun fell back to the convex rock, Mr. Cui was so excited that he once called out the fourth young master, he forgot to use sound transmission to enter the secret. Although the voice was not very loud, it was heard by Chen Jiangui from the sixth floor of Xiantian .
Chen Jiangui knew that this powerful and mysterious enemy was obviously not from the Long family, because no matter how powerful the Long family was, they seldom acted masked. This is necessary.
"Could it be the mysterious fourth young master of the Ye family?"
But this is even more impossible. The fourth young master of the Ye family, a heavenly genius, has always had his eyes above the top, only obsessed with cultivation and fighting, and he doesn't bother to care about China's secular power struggles. He doesn't care about which family Such boring things as being promoted, or which family was exterminated.
However, besides the Long family and the Ye family, which family's descendants in the capital have such heaven-defying strength? How could one person single out hundreds of blood races and leave so gracefully and calmly in the end
And this is not the most critical question, the most crucial question is, why did this mysterious master help the Cao family and save Cao Shanshan? !
"He also saved the second master of the Ling family, Ling Yue!"
It was as if a thunderbolt sounded in Chen Jiangui's mind, which made him terrified. He only felt that there was a flash of light in his mind, but he was full of clues, and he couldn't figure out who Ling Yun was and who he was helping.
"You two, take them and chase after me!"
His Excellency the Marquis clutched the injured part of his butt in great pain, and finally made a decision through gritted teeth. He asked the two earls and all the viscounts to follow Ling Yun from high altitude.
Although he was terrified of being killed by Ling Yun, even if he couldn't beat him, he couldn't let Ling Yun escape so easily. Otherwise, His Excellency the Marquis suffered such heavy casualties that he couldn't explain to Grand Duke Dracula at all.
The two earls and ten viscounts silently led away, all transformed into bats, and flew into the eastern rain.
"Respected Your Excellency the Marquis, in my opinion, why don't we send reinforcements? Although the masked man killed many of us, he must have exhausted his strength now, otherwise, he would not have escaped..."
Chen Jiangui was respectful and flattering, but he was not without malice in his heart, and offered advice and advice to His Excellency the Marquis extremely viciously.
"snort!"
His Excellency the Marquis was extremely annoyed. When he met Chen Jiangui just now, he said that he would let Chen Jiangui wait to watch a good show, but in the end, Chen Jiangui watched the "good show" in which he was killed by the other party. He was so ashamed.
For the vampires who can perform the first embrace, their servants can indeed be described as infinite, but the value of the vampires does not lie in the number, but in the age.
Generally speaking, the older and higher the rank of the blood servant, the greater the power, ability, strength and territory of the blood servant.
Therefore, whether a vampire is strong or not depends on himself on the one hand, and on his servants on the other.
However, the level of servants also takes time to grow. Unless it is a great lord who is more noble than the prince, it is possible to create a lot of earls at once. It is the Arabian Nights.
As long as the blood clan lower than the great lord is first embraced by humans, it is already very remarkable that people can directly become a flying baron. The difference is only in the blood of the blood, because the blood determines the growth rate of the servants of the blood.
Your Excellency the Marquis only had these twenty-three earl servants, and Ling Yun killed twenty-one of them in less than half an hour. If he wanted to train so many earls, it would take at least a hundred years. How could he not be angry
Chen Jiangui knew that His Excellency the Marquis was very angry and distressed, so he deliberately pretended to be terrified and said, "Respected Your Excellency the Marquis, I reminded you that the masked man is the nemesis of our blood clan..."
Chen Jiangui did remind the Marquis, but he didn't say that Ling Yun would be so terrifying, but this reason made the Marquis dumb to eat Coptis chinensis, and he couldn't tell the pain.
Suddenly, Chen Jiangui's eyes shot out with ecstasy, he turned around in the air, and turned his head to look towards the south!
The direction due south is naturally the direction of the capital.
Two kilometers away directly below Chen Jiangui, a tall and mighty figure was performing extremely light kung fu, stepping on the treetops of the dense forest and flying towards him. Lighter, it is a few hundred meters away, just like lightning!
"My second brother is here!"
There is no doubt that the person who came was Chen Jiangui's second elder brother, Chen Jianjie, the peak of the Chen family's eighth-level congenital.
Chen Jianjie didn't follow the right path, relying on his unparalleled lightness skills, he flew all the way from the Chen family's ancestral house in the south of the capital!
The distance of more than 100 kilometers, and after passing the HR area of the capital, there are continuous mountains and mountains, and the mountains are undulating. However, Chen Jianjie has arrived here in less than half an hour since he received the message from Chen Jiangui, which shows that his lightness kung fu is very powerful. How powerful.
This is the strength of an innate eighth-level peak master!
"Second brother!"
Chen Jiangui was immediately overjoyed, flapped his wings quickly, and swooped down. When he was more than 30 meters away from the top of the mountain, he obediently folded his wings and became no different from ordinary people. He honestly called Chen Jianjie his second brother.
"Hmph, where's the other person?!"
Chen Jianjie is 1.9 meters tall, tall and burly, with thick bones, unusually long arms, and a black and purple night clothes. Although his eyes are restrained, they are still piercing and not angry. The temperament of the master.
On Chen Jianjie's right hand, he held a two-meter-long iron gun. The barrel of the gun was extremely thick, and the tip of the gun was extremely sharp. It looked majestic and brave!
It's just that his two eyes are the same as that of everyone in the Chen family, with an unconcealable gloomy look, which is almost the symbol of the Chen family.
Chen Jianhao and Chen Jianjie, from the bottom of their hearts, completely hate the Western blood race. The way they look at these blood races is no different from looking at monsters or bats.
This was the reason why Chen Jianhao and Chen Jianjie were still in the secret room when Grand Duke Dracula arrived at Chen's house and did not come out to greet him at all.
It's just that Chen Jiangui is Chen Jianjie's younger brother, so he has nothing to do.
Chen Jiangui naturally understood this, and he replied honestly: "Second brother, that kid has too many tricks, he escaped..."
Chen Jianjie snorted again, glanced at His Excellency the Marquis unkindly, and then sarcastically said: "Idiot, no one snatched it back?!"
Chen Jiangui timidly replied: "Yes..."
"Boom!"
The barrel of the gun in Chen Jianjie's right hand was pushed down heavily, and the two-meter-square hard mountain rock under his feet was torn apart. He cursed in a deep voice: "You said you too, with the elder brother and I here, our Chen family is as strong as gold, If you listened to us and hid Cao Shanshan in the dungeon of the Chen family, how could such a thing happen?!"
Chen Jiangui was speechless, blushing and lowered his head, Chen Jianhao and Chen Jianjie didn't know what he was thinking.
"Don't you all know how to fly? Why can't you snatch someone back from him? Huh..."
Chen Jianjie's eyes suddenly swept away, and there was a strange light in his eyes!
He saw countless arrows on the cliff on the west side of the road.
"What a powerful arrow, what a powerful force!"
Chen Jianjie was extremely shocked, and at the same time, his face showed excitement. The night clothes fluttered and danced in the heavy rain, and his body exploded with a shocking aura!
Fearing that he didn't know the goods, Chen Jianjie reached the peak of the eighth innate level at the age of thirty-three. Although there are accumulated factors in which the Chen family spent countless large sums of money to buy various spiritual medicines for cultivation from the ancient martial arts sect, he himself did He is also a person of high qualifications.
He has practiced in the ancient martial arts school for more than 20 years, so he is naturally well-informed. Just looking at the arrows that Ling Yun shoots into the cliff, he knows that the opponent is a top master.
"Third, tell me, that kid? Could it be that the other party is very young? Didn't you say he is an old man?"
"Second brother, I heard a masked old man call him the fourth young master. I think he shouldn't be too old. As for the fact that we always think he is an old man, I think it's because he deliberately changed his voice..."
Chen Jiangui muttered and replied, at this point, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind!
"Oh my god, he... he carried Cao Shanshan away, he, he wouldn't be..."
Chen Jiangui knew better than anyone else that except for Ling Yun, Cao Shanshan would rather die than let anyone touch her body!
Chen Jiangui was shocked for a moment, Chen Jiangui was an extremely smart person who knew everything, and he instantly remembered Cao Shanshan's sweet, happy, satisfied, and proud intoxicated expression when she was held in the arms of that masked man!
Could it be that he is the boyfriend Cao Shanshan mentioned, Ling Yun? !
(end of this chapter)