While thinking, Qianye put away the blood-sucking blade, quickly inspected the Demon Count, and finally took off something similar to a family badge. He glanced at it, and there was a dark swamp painted on the badge, with a strange ancient tree growing in the center.
Qianye has never seen this pattern before, but the devils are always mysterious. Except for the well-known famous families, many families live in traditional territories and rarely contact the outside world. He's not interested in any other trophies, just put this badge away.
At this moment, Qianye suddenly felt something, stretched out his hand to hold Dongyue, and touched the Earl of the Devil's Force Furnace, and it was blown to pieces along with the surrounding flesh and blood, and no trace of blood loss could be seen.
Then Qianye recognized that the two auras that were approaching at high speed were Zhao Jundu and Li Kuanglan. He breathed a sigh of relief, and pressed all the blood energy that had already restrained his aura into the blood core. The original force of dawn washed through the blood vessels of his whole body.
In a blink of an eye, Zhao Jundu and Li Kuanglan appeared in front of Qianye, and they were surprised when they saw the body of the Earl of the Demon Race who had fallen on the ground. They are all martial arts geniuses. After looking around at the traces of fighting left on the surrounding ruins, they guessed most of the battle just now.
Zhao Jundu became indifferent again, and only nodded to Qianye. On the other hand, Li Kuanglan looked Qianye up and down, his eyes became more and more sharp, gradually revealing the color of water blue, and his fighting spirit was so fierce that he couldn't hide it.
Zhao Jundu's face turned cold, he took a step across, and stood in front of Qianye, saying coldly, "What do you want to do?"
Li Kuanglan smiled, and said: "This guy owes me two favors, and he will have to fight a life-and-death battle with me in the future. On the way of my son's growth, such a sharpening stone is indispensable. I thought I would have to wait for him for a few years." , but it seems that he can give me quite a surprise now, so I can't help but want to give it a try."
Zhao Jundu said coldly: "Since Mr. Kuanglan wants a whetstone, what do you think of me?"
"It's not good." Li Kuanglan replied unceremoniously, "Fighting with you will not help me in my martial arts journey."
Zhao Jundu frowned, but he also admitted that what Li Kuanglan said made sense. In fact, Zhao Jundu and Li Kuanglan's martial arts are quite similar, they both practice smooth combat skills and pay attention to the number of ways to control the original force. It's just that Zhao Jundu is more upright and pure, while Li Kuanglan pursues lethality. Qianye is completely different from the two of them, going forward bravely and breaking the situation with strength is obviously more tempering.
At this time Qianye said: "I do owe him two favors, and I will not evade this decisive battle of life and death."
Zhao Jundu waved his hand and showed a rare look of anger at Qianye, "Shut up!" Then he looked at Li Kuanglan and said word by word: "I owe you these two favors, and the decisive battle is cancelled."
"Wait a minute..." Qianye was about to express his dissent when a cloud of purple mist suddenly appeared from under his feet, and he was restrained for a moment, unable to even speak. Qianye earned a little, and the tide of the sea raised a wave. The purple mist inevitably shook a little, but it immediately turned darker and turned into a vast blue, suppressing him so that he could no longer move.
Li Kuanglan looked at this scene with a half-smile, and said leisurely: "The two favors of Mr. Zhao Si are of great value."
"Then it's settled," Zhao Jundu said.
Li Kuanglan straightened his slightly disheveled temple hair, and said lazily: "You two have too many favors, and I can't use them, but one is a bit of a disadvantage. If you really want to take on this matter for him, then you can do it again." Add a condition."
"you say."
"Speaking of which, I know Qianye because of Song Zining. If he also owes me a favor, then the exchange condition will be settled."
"Song Zining?" Zhao Jundu narrowed his eyes, his body suddenly felt a little colder, nodded and said, "Yes."
"Will he agree?" Li Kuanglan couldn't help being a little curious when he heard that Zhao Jundu deserved it. According to the information he received, Qianye and Song Zining were good friends, but the Zhao Clan and the Song Clan had never had any friendship. If the rumors were true, it seemed that the fourth son of the Zhao family, who was astonishingly talented and beautiful, didn't think much of him. A romantic and suave seventh young master. So what price will Zhao Jundu use to persuade Song Zining
Zhao Jundu said coldly: "I can't help him."
The corners of Li Kuanglan's eyes twitched, and he murmured, "That's fine..."
Qianye, who was standing there blankly, finally couldn't bear it anymore, the power of the sea was activated, and amidst the sound of roaring waves, it shattered at the same time as the Eight Directions Sealing Town. As soon as he got out of the shackles, Qianye shouted: "Not good!"
Seeing that Qianye was able to break free from Zhao Jundu's blockade in all directions, even though the two domains were broken together, Li Kuanglan's eyes flashed surprise again. Seeing Qianye's reaction so strongly, Li Kuanglan's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said to Zhao Jundu: "Then it's settled."
Zhao Jundu immediately said: "Yes." While speaking, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Qianye's head, this seemingly soothing gesture carried extremely domineering power, blocking Qianye's voice again.
At this moment, in the imperial camp, Song Zining looked solemn and was about to put on the Xuanyin Ghost Mask when he suddenly sneezed several times in succession, and his demeanor of a master was swept away. He looked stunned, and couldn't help but swear: "It's his grandma, who is planning on Ben Shao!"
Deep in the ruins, Zhao Jundu and Li Kuanglan had their own ideas, so they settled the matter just like that, completely ignoring Qianye's objection. Then the two who had concluded the deal looked at each other, then at Qianye who was full of depression, and fell silent for a while.
Qianye didn't speak anymore. He understood Zhao Jundu's temperament to some extent, and knew that it was useless to say anything now, so he could only go back and find Li Kuanglan to solve it privately.
Zhao Jundu first broke the silence and asked, "Qianye, did you kill that devil-born earl?"
Qianye had already thought about the answer, and said calmly: "Yes. The terrain here is narrow, and he and I fought close to each other, so naturally it didn't end well."
This explanation is very reasonable, and it also coincides with the traces of the surrounding battles that Zhao Jundu and Li Kuanglan saw when they first came down. Most of the demons are not of the power type. Although, like other dark races, their physical strength is generally higher than that of humans of the same level, but the gap is limited. They are mainly strong in various strange talents.
As for Qianye's strength and martial arts, the burst in a short period of time is extremely terrifying. The narrower the space that cannot be maneuvered, the stronger the concentrated strike force will be. The earl of the demon descendant was trapped in this environment, and he hadn't figured out a way to get out in time, so it's no wonder he was unlucky.
"Have you noticed any powerful enemies around?" Li Kuanglan asked. He still broods over that dark golden light.
Qianye said: "Before I was besieged, there should have been a Dark Earl nearby, but he never showed up." This was obviously not the answer Li Kuanglan wanted.
Zhao Jundu said decisively: "No matter how many people there are, it's rare for us to meet together, let's act together next time."
Li Kuanglan smiled, and used his sword energy to draw a sketch of the main building of the castle on the wall, "The main building of the castle is here. Let's open a passage to the right, and we can enter from this place."
The "we" in Zhao Jundu's mouth obviously did not include Li Kuanglan. He looked at the smiling young man in blue, and without wasting time or talking, he acquiesced in this matter. Purple air flickered on his fingertips, and he raised his hand to draw a route on the sketch, saying: : "Alright, everyone searches for a passage and advances together. Once encountering a strong enemy, the other two can immediately outflank and support."
Li Kuanglan looked at it, nodded and said, "We went as fast as we could to the top floor. There was a marquis there. He was the one who sent out the fire net that intercepted the airship's shells earlier, but he should be almost exhausted now. The three of us Together, we should be able to eat this big fish. Let’s go, if it’s later, maybe the credit will be robbed by others.”
Zhao Jundu took the lead, Li Kuanglan was in the middle, and after Qianye was finished, the three of them temporarily formed a team, rushed out of the ruins, and headed towards the main building of the castle.
Such a team can be called invincible on the battlefield. After only one fight, the three of them had a tacit understanding. Once engaged in the battle, Zhao Jundu directly used the Eight Directions to seal the town to control the opponent, and Li Kuanglan would immediately strike over with his sword. If there is really a strong person who can survive being hit by Li Kuanglan's sword, then he will find Qianye's Dongyue waiting for him.
No matter how many people there are on Yong Ye's side, even if Earl Garter leads the team, they will all be slaughtered. The three of them went all the way to the top of the castle. Before the last staircase, I finally met my opponent.
It was a tall and thin old man of the blood clan, with snow-white hair without a mottled color, his face was extraordinarily square and long, and his silhouette was very sculptural like a knife carving, which was easy to remember at a glance. His shirt had old-fashioned pleats on the chest and a small Z embroidered on his black tie.
He stood in front of the lobby door on the top floor, with a smile on his face all the time, not at all like he was about to face a life-and-death battle, but as if he was welcoming old friends graciously.
Seeing this blood race, Zhao Jundu and Li Kuanglan changed their colors at the same time, Li Kuanglan slowly clenched the cold moon cage sand, and said, "Julio."
Giulio smiled and said softly: "I'm glad that at this time and in this place, there are still opponents who have never met me who remember me. This is the greatest respect for me. Oh, maybe I was wrong, maybe I I may not have met one of you gentlemen."
When saying these words, Julio's eyes fell on Qianye, thoughtful. However, he didn't seem to recall anything, so he shook his head and laughed at himself: "It seems that I need to return to the blood pool to sleep for a while, and now even my memory is getting worse."
Li Kuanglan sneered and said, "There is no need for the Blood Pond, I think it would be better for you to return to the Blood River."
Giulio thought carefully, then nodded, and said, "That's really a good idea."
Zhao Jundu said at this time: "Are you delaying time? It's pointless."
Julio laughed, "Delaying time? My young friend, no, that's really pointless. Neither the Lightless King nor the Lokthar Warlord will come to rescue us. Since your strongest king joined the battle, and the night From the moment the queen did not appear, everyone in this camp was abandoned."
Zhao Jundu frowned and said, "Then why don't you leave? If you leave now, we won't stop you."
Li Kuanglan was rarely opposed by the side. They all knew that the marquis of the blood clan was one thing, the marquis of strength was another, and the Marquis of strength was another thing.
Even though Julio had already consumed a lot of blood in the air defense, if he tried his best before dying, he could drag at least one of the three on the road together. At present, Qianye, who had the weakest combat power and had a fight with the Demon Count not long ago, is the most likely target.
Hearing this, Julio didn't feel happy or angry. Instead, he let out a long sigh and said slowly: "In life, there will always be battles that you know will end, but you still can't give up. This is the destiny of a soldier, and it is also the destiny of the Holy Blood." The inescapable fate of descendants.”
Qianye and the two looked at each other, knowing that this battle was inevitable. And judging from Julio's tone, he is determined to die here.