clang! ! !
Yarudo held two short daggers in both hands, overlapping them in front of him, just to block the uncertain Damu's spirit.
The red spirit and the dagger collided fiercely, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing.
A few fragments of spirit splashed out, scattered and disappeared into the air.
Yarudo is not a member of the Wellington family, but one of the high-end elders of another secret party family. He once ran rampant in Europe for hundreds of years and was invincible. Afterwards, he disappeared and unexpectedly appeared here.
This man was dressed in black, with two white belts tied around his chest in the shape of an X. After blocking the Qi Po surprise attack with a ruthless blow, he suddenly rolled and swept away, falling to a place more than ten meters away.
The huge iron ball was automatically connected to a chain, and it was pulled by him with a crash, and it flew back immediately, and landed on the ground beside him with a bang, making a small pothole.
"Death Waterfowl Fist. Yeya!"
A red shadow passed over his head in an instant, like a bird in the night, vibrating its blood-colored wings and making a soft and clear song.
Swish!
Two concealed energies pierced Yarudo's armpit silently. At the same time, Damu turned around, turned in mid-air, and unexpectedly rolled again, gliding out in the air, and landed tens of meters away. The place.
As soon as he landed, there was a bang, at least hundreds of energies densely packed like poisonous snakes, madness erupted from Dum's body, and flew towards Yarudo from all directions.
"I heard that there are a few masters among humans? I didn't expect it to be this level? I'm so disappointed." Yarudo grinned, showing his white teeth.
Facing countless qi jins, he pulled his right foot, and the huge iron ball immediately flew up, slamming into hundreds of qi jins, and smashed them completely with a bang, only a few qi jins went around like turning a corner The iron ball flew towards him.
Stretch out two fingers, swipe lightly like lightning, a few bursts of energy immediately make a crisp sound like popping beans, and explode directly into the air.
As a high-ranking vampire, Yarudo's own terrifying strength lies in his tyrannical and invincible physical fitness. He has brought the vampire's powerful body to the extreme, speed, strength, and resilience, but he is not very strong in hypnosis and hallucinations.
The biggest difference between high-ranking vampires and vampires of other ranks is that they can drag creatures into their hallucinations and cannot extricate themselves. However, Yarudo's ability in this aspect has been weakened, and it has been replaced by his incomparably powerful ability to resist hallucinations. resistance.
These few filaments of dissipated energy hit the straight trees at the edge, and small holes like bullets appeared suddenly, with amazing power.
Dam's complexion finally became slightly dignified.
He stretched out his fingers and licked his nails. The nail monster was wearing blood red like a ghost, and even the blood color was a little purple. I don't know how many bloods were stained.
Not only vampires died at his hands, but also more than a dozen real blood clans who tried to encircle and suppress him, both lower and middle ranks. If it wasn't because his killing was too terrifying, it would not have provoked Yarudo, a high rank, to take the initiative to show up. body.
"Is this the strength of the upper blood race?" He took a deep breath, a bloody smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a strange scene appeared. His full head of hair even slightly gave up the red color of blood, as if painted on the surface. A thick layer of plasma.
The most suitable secret martial arts for him based on the top level of Duplex Water Bird Fist, Death Water Bird Fist, finally began to show the strongest true form at this time.
"Waterfowl Profound Truth. Reflecting Blood Flower!"
With a low roar, Damu crossed a distance of more than ten meters in an instant. As he rushed, he seemed to draw a clear red line. His hands brought countless afterimages in front of him, and dozens of them formed like flower petals. The blood-colored shadow was like a strange blood-colored lotus flower. As he approached Yarudo at a high speed, the lotus flower in front of him also began to bloom slowly.
A huge and evil force diffused from the afterimage blood flower.
Yarudo laughed wildly, picked up the iron ball and slammed it at it, but it was easily dodged immediately. Dum's speed at this time was surprisingly fast and flexible, and he easily avoided the impact of his iron ball.
Yarudo didn't take it seriously, and rushed over head-on, unexpectedly intending to face it head-on!
He opened his arms wide, as if he wanted to grab the opponent, and at the same time pushed his right knee slightly, aiming at Dam's lower abdomen and genitals viciously. The movements have been tempered, almost reaching the instinctive reaction, Yaludo is still a top wrestler.
His tyrannical and terrifying physical fitness completely exploded at this time, and the grapple of his arms actually brought a depressing breeze, and the muscles all over his body kept moving and beating like a mouse. Compared with Dum, who is more than seven, he is simply looking down.
The two of them, one black and one red, collided again in an instant, creating a large cloud of blood-colored momentum.
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Hosiman was wearing a fur-collared shawl and a black suit. He was slowly turning two alloy steel balls in his hands, making harsh crackling sounds.
He wears gold-rimmed glasses and an invisible earphone in his right ear. Looking up, I was standing in front of the statue at the south main entrance of Wellington Manor, looking at this huge statue. And behind him are a dozen of his most elite talents.
There are huge strong men, petite blond beauties, and a few dwarves rubbing the guns in their hands with sneering smiles.
The white statue is engraved with a giant knight of the mythical centaurs. He holds a huge shovel-like weapon in both hands. His upper body is naked, showing strong muscles. The statue is tens of meters high like a small building, tightly packed blocked in front of the crowd.
Hosiman glanced at the statue, and immediately found a gap in the belly of the horse directly under the statue for people to enter and exit.
A small black door was built in the gap, and when the door was opened, there was faint blood flowing out from the ground, which was extremely conspicuous on the white stone surface of the floor.
"It seems that someone got there first." Hosiman said indifferently. He took advantage of the fierce battle between Dam and the high-ranking vampire Yarudo, and took advantage of the attention of all vampires being attracted by the fierce battle on three sides. The expert elite planned to make a surprise attack, but unexpectedly, someone had an idea with him, and even succeeded before him.
"Walk."
He walked to the small door first.
The three most powerful men followed closely behind him. Similar to Dam, he also found three of the most elite men to fight against Dam's Si Luo generals.
Three prongs, this is the strongest force under his command, a strong and terrifying giant, and two blond female twin beauties.
The three of them are all dead fighters trained by him personally. Although they do not have extremely powerful fighting experience and talent like the Si Luo generals, they also have extremely keen fighting instincts, and they can use the extermination skills taught by Hosiman himself. Water Bird Fist achieves the effect of increasing one's own strength and speed for a short time. It is also very scary.
Just as he approached the small door, there was a gunshot, and Hosiman stopped abruptly. The bullet hit the door frame in front of him, splashing a little red sparks.
He actually felt it the moment the bullet was fired, and avoided the bullet by a hair's breadth.
"Kill him." Behind Hosiman, a short dwarf immediately bit his pistol with a sinister smile, drew his two knives and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Soon there were muffled groans and screams in the darkness. Then there was a burst of intense gunfire, and high-pitched laughter.
"Let's go, the dwarf will solve everything." Hosiman seemed to have confidence in the dwarf.
The group of people seemed not worried at all, and continued to pass through the small door and walked in.
As the backbone of the Holy Fist Palace, they are responsible for the task of destroying and snatching the treasures of the Blood Race, so they must not let the other two major forces take the lead.
Behind the small door is a narrow corridor. The transparent glass skylight installed on it has been broken into countless glass dust, scattered on the ground, and several piles of black ash are piled up in the corner, obviously the ashes of vampires or vampires.
The blond twins walked over to each other, grabbed a little ashes and smelled them.
"The lower blood race, it seems that some masters have advanced in."
Her memory is amazing, she has already clearly remembered the ashes smell of vampires, lower ranks, and middle ranks in a short period of time. At this time, she can easily distinguish the difference between these blood races.
"Speed up." Hosiman nodded.
There are six people in the group, Hosiman, twins, a strong giant, and two dwarves. After one is separated, the remaining one is wearing a black melon cap. It seems that he is a brother of the previous dwarf.
The remaining five people continued to move forward and passed through the corridor. In front of them was a blood-stained white jade fountain square. The square was small and oval in shape. There is not only a fishy smell, but also a faint smell of gunpowder after the explosion.
"The smell of blood is right ahead."
one of the twins whispered.
Hosiman looked up to the other side of the fountain pool, where a street lamp flickered, as if it was about to go out, under the light, three slender pale men appeared at some point.
The three of them were wearing classic black dresses, all wearing a silver flower decoration on their chests.
The man in the lead combed his head back, his hair was shiny and fixed with hair gel.
But the most astonishing thing was his right hand, where he was holding a still twitching corpse.
Snapped.
He threw the body directly on the ground in front of him.
"Welcome to the Garden of Blood." The corner of the man's mouth curled into an elegant smile. "My name is Vidi, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Silently, a large puff of black smoke diffused from behind him, infecting all the surrounding air like ink, baring its teeth and claws, as if there was some kind of life.
The pupils under Hosiman's glasses narrowed slightly, and an extremely dangerous aura emanated from him.
"Vady? Another guy who isn't a Wellington, what a surprise."
In this world, it is not easy to find a lot of high-ranking blood races, and the number of high-ranking blood races in the world will not exceed three figures, and among them, there are only ten or twenty people who can maintain their real strength. It can be seen that the secret party has fully concentrated its power here so many high-ranking blood clans have appeared here at once. Obviously, an undercover agent disclosed the news to the secret party in advance, and if the sneak attack failed, it became a strong attack.
(end of this chapter)