Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Chapter 709: Is He Lingyun?

“Little bloodline, but so! ”

Ling Yun was arrogant and deliberately carried a provocative voice. It spread far into the Marquis' ears. In the sky, the Marquis, who had already crippled the daisy flowers, was tight and tight, and his face was suddenly pale!

Looking at Lingyun and others, he quickly rushed to the East, a very difficult choice before His Excellency the Marquis.

Chase, or not?

The Marquis brought 23 counts, 230 Viscounts, and now only two counts, ten Viscounts, are left to be killed by Lingyun. The battle time counts, but only half an hour. This gives the Marquis the feeling of a dream. He is simply incredible.

Lingyun is too fierce, too harsh!

The Marquis fully understands that even if he goes to war himself and kills close to Lingyun, even if he reveals all the secrets of the blood Marquis, he will still die!

There is no way, Lingyun's blood demon knife is too hegemonic. Don't say that the Marquis' body, the Grand Duke Dracula himself, can't resist Lingyun's knife!

Besides, Lingyun still has nightmares of the blood clan, the Devil's Sword Dark Storm!

At this time, Chen Jianyi, floating quietly not far from His Excellency the Marquis, a pair of shady, narrow eyes flashed with cold light, thinking fast.

Whether the 29 bastards he came back from the United States, or the one sent by the Grand Duke of Dracula, these blood families, no matter how many deaths, Chen Jianxi will not be distressed. He cannot help but have a deepening hatred between Lingyun and these blood groups. In this way, it will only be more beneficial to him, to the whole Chen family.

Chen Jian was right to consider another question, "Master Si? What family in the capital city, and such an awesome fourth master? ”

When Ling Yun fell back to convex rock, under the agitation of Old Choi, he once shouted at the Fourth Master and forgot to carry out the propaganda into secret. Although not very high, this voice was heard by Chen Jianxi on the sixth floor of the birth.

Chen Jianyi knows that this powerful and mysterious enemy is obviously not a Dragon family member, because no matter how powerful the master comes out, the Dragon family rarely acts masked. The Dragon family members least like to hide their hidden identities. They do not need this.

“Is it Master Ye's mysterious fourth master? ”

But this is even more unlikely. Master Ye, Tianzhengqi, has always had his eyes above the top. He is only drunk about practice and fighting. He is not even bothered to ignore the Huaxia secular power struggle. He will not care which family is in charge, or which family has been annihilated such boring things.

But besides the dragon family and the Ye family, which family's youngest children in the capital possess such an anti-heavenly strength? How dare you pick hundreds of blood families by yourself, and finally leave so handsome?

And this is not the most critical question, the most critical question is, why does this mysterious master help Cao family, save Cao Shanshan?!

“He also saved Master Ling's second master, Ling Yue! ”

Chen Jianyi's mind sounded like a thunder, which made him horrified. He just felt that the light appeared in his mind, but he couldn't figure out which side Lingyun was sacred and which side he was helping.

“You two, take them and chase them! ”

His Excellency the Marquis painfully covered his butt injuries and finally decided to bite his teeth, and he asked the two counts, with all the Viscounts, to follow Lingyun from the sky.

Although Ling Yun killed the gall chill, even if he can't fight it, Ling Yun cannot escape so easily. Otherwise, the Marquis's death and injury are so heavy that he cannot even tell the Grand Duke of Dracula.

Two Earls and ten Viscounts flew silently into the rain screen of the East, all transformed into bats.

“Dear Marquis, in my opinion, why don't we move back to the rescue service? The masked man has killed many of us, but he must be exhausted by now. Otherwise, he will not escape..."

Chen Jian was right to pay tribute to Fengmei, but his heart was not malicious. He was poisonous enough to offer his advice to His Excellency the Marquis.

“Huh!”

The Marquis was so annoyed that when he first met Chen Jianxi, he also said that Chen Jianxi was waiting to see the play, but Chen Jianxi watched him get killed by the other party's “good play”, he was humiliated.

It is true that their servants can be described as infinite in terms of blood clans that can be embraced for the first time, but the value of blood clans is not so much in terms of age.

Generally speaking, the older and higher the rank of the blood servant, the greater the power, ability, strength and territory of the blood family.

So the strength of a lineage depends on itself, on the one hand, and on servants, on the other.

However, the rank of the servant also takes time to grow, unless it is a nobler lord than the prince, it is possible to create many counts at once, lower rank than the lord, want to make the counts for the first time, is simply Heavenly Night Tan.

As long as the rank is lower than that of the blood of the Great Lord, and after the first embrace of mankind, it is already remarkable to be able to directly become a flying baron, the difference lies only in the descent of the blood family, because descent determines the rate at which the blood servants grow.

The Marquis has only 23 countess servants, 21 killed by Lingyun in less than half an hour. How could he not be angry if he wanted to raise so many more counts for at least 100 years?

Chen Jianyi knew that the Marquis was angry and sore, so he deliberately pretended to look scared and said: "Dear Marquis, I warned you that the masked man is a Ke Xing of our blood...”

Chen Jianxi did warn the Marquis, but did not say that Ling Yun would be so horrible, but this reason made His Excellency the Marquis mute to eat Huang Lian, which he could not give.

All of a sudden, Chen Jianyi shot ecstasy in his eyes and turned around in the air, turning his head and looking directly south!

Just south, nature is the direction of the capital.

Two kilometers below Chen Jianxi, a tall and powerful figure, is exerting superb light work, stepping on the edge of a dense forest to fly. Even though the rain poured, he still couldn't stop him at all. His toe was just a little lighter on the leaves, just a few hundred meters away, like an electric light stone fire!

“My second brother is here! ”

Undoubtedly, the person who came here was Chen Jianxi's second brother, Chen Jianjie, who was born at the top of the eighth floor of the Chen family.

Chen Jianjie did not take the right path, he was in light merit and flew all the way from Chen's ancestral house in Zhengnan, Beijing!

More than a hundred kilometers away, and beyond Huairou District in Beijing City, is the continuous Chongshan Rural Ridge, the mountains are ups and downs, but Chen Jianjie has arrived here in less than half an hour since receiving Chen Jianxi's summons, enough to see how powerful his light work is.

This is the strength of the Eight-Level Peak Master!

“Second Brother! ”

Chen Jiandun was overjoyed, swinging his wings rapidly, diving straight down. More than 30 meters from the top of the mountain, he put his wings together and became no different from ordinary people. He shouted honestly to Chen Jianjie.

“Hmm, where's the other guy?! ”

Chen Jianjie is one meter and nine hanging zero. He is tall and big. His skeleton is huge. His arms are strangely long. He is wearing a black and purple nightgown. His eyes are still divine, even though they are restrained by God. He is not angry and arrogant. He seems to have hidden the temperament of a sect.

On Chen Jianjie's right hand, he held a two-meter long iron gun. The barrel was extremely thick and the gun was sharp. He looked mighty windy and brave!

However, his two eyes, like everyone else in the Chen family, carry an indelible shade, which is almost the symbol of the Chen family.

Chen Jianhao and Chen Jianjie, for Western bloodlines, are outright annoyed from the bones, they look at the eyes of these bloodlines, they look at monsters, or they look at bats no different.

That's why Grand Duke Dracula arrived at Chen's house, and Chen Jianhao and Chen Jianjie were still in the secret room, and never came out to greet him.

However, Chen Jianxi is Chen Jianjie's own brother, he just can't help it.

Chen Jianxi understood this naturally, and he answered honestly: “Brother Er, the boy's means are too many, he gave him away...”

Chen Jianjie snorted angrily again, glanced at the Marquis, then slightly sarcastically said: “Idiot, no one has taken it back?! ”

”'Yes..." replied Chen Jian, frightened.

“Boom!”

The barrel in Chen Jianjie's right hand weighed down a pestle and split the two meters of hard rock pestle beneath his feet. He shouted, "You too, you said. We are in Chen Jia Gu Ruo Jin Tang. If you listened to us and hid Cao Shanshan in Chen's dungeon, how could this happen?! ”

Chen Jianhao and Chen Jianjie were absolutely right. His face dropped with shame. How did Chen Jianhao and Chen Jianjie know about the small dial he had played in his heart?

“Don't you all know how to fly? How can you not even grab someone from him? Huh...”

Chen Jianjie's eyes suddenly swept away, his eyes suddenly dazzled!

He saw the west side of the highway, countless arrows across the cliff.

“What a powerful arrow, such a powerful force! ”

Chen Jianjie was shocked. At the same time, he showed excitement on his face. The nightgown hunted and inspired flying dance in the storm, and a phenomenal atmosphere erupted on his body!

Fearing not knowing the goods, Chen Jianjie reached the eight-story peak of his birth at the age of 33. Although Chen Jianjie spent countless large sums of money on the accumulation of various cultivated psychotropic drugs with the ancient Wumann faction, he himself was indeed the best qualified person.

After more than twenty years of training in the ancient martial arts sect, he naturally saw a wide range of knowledge. Only the arrows that Lingyun fired into the cliff could tell that the other party was the best.

“Three, you say, that kid? Was he young? Didn't you say he was an old man? ”

“Second Brother, I listen to an old man with a mask, calling him the Fourth Young Master. I don't think he would be too old to come. As for what we have always thought of him as an old man, I think this is why he deliberately changed his voice...”

Chen Jian was right and replied. Speaking of which, all of a sudden, his mind flashed again!

“God, he... he walked away with Cao Shanshan, he, he wouldn't...”

Chen Jianyi knew better than anyone, except Lingyun, Cao Shanshan would rather die than let anyone touch her body!

Chen Jianxian was shocked at a time. Chen Jianxian was the most intelligent man. He instantly remembered Cao Shanshan being held in his arms by the masked man. Such a sweet, happy, satisfied, proud and intoxicating look!

Is he the boyfriend Saddam Cao, Ling Yun?!