Dragon Emperor, Martial God
Chapter 855: The Nightmare of the Bloodline!
Seeing Ling Yun rush quickly towards Marquis Anderson, the fleeing blood tribes suddenly gave up their escape, they all turned around and jumped at Ling Yun and Jester!
The five-hundred-year-old Marquis Anderson, a faithful servant of the Grand Duke of Dracula, and the ancestors of these Counts and Barons, of course, desperately guardians.
However, this way, Ling Yun is in Ling Yun's arms. Of course, Ling Yun knows that Marquis Anderson can not be killed in a moment and a half. Take the opportunity to kill all these little rollers first!
Lingyun put away the long golden bow, took all the sword and dark storm in his hand, and ordered Jester: "Jester, come on! ”
At this time, the summit of Tianxia Peak, and the bats hidden in the cliff rock seam, regardless of grade, also seemed no longer afraid of the dragon tsunami and fire spirits of Lingyun, but all flew up into the sky, becoming human birds, a blue-faced fang, spreading huge wings, quickly gathering up, and pounding towards Lingyun here!
Jester was fearless, and he slammed his pale purple wings steadily against the clouds, rushing toward the big pile of humanoid birds in front, a hundred meters away!
Bloodiest physical battle, instant outburst!
Lingyun left hand Bleeding Demon Knife, right hand Dark Storm, proudly stood on Jester's back, entered the enemy formation, hands waved!
“Boo-hoo! ”
The sharp blade and blade blade, the sound of cutting off the blood clan suddenly sounded, Jester's first sprint, all the blood clan blocked in front of the two, all cut off by Lingyun's demon knife and demon sword!
Numerous broken arm limbs fell from the air, the screams of the blood clan were all over the clouds, Ling Yun looked indifferent, his eyes were firm, and he was not affected.
It was just an assault, Lingyun killed more than 20 blood clans. He went fast. None of the blood clans that came within the scope of his assault could be killed!
“Kill!”
Jester's figure lagged, Lingyun immediately climbed the tip of his tongue to the dental hall, drank violently. Amidst the surroundings of countless human birds, he unfolded the method of chopping melon cutlery knife, and cut it in chaos!
Jester certainly wouldn't be idle, he was thrilled to run across the perimeter, and everywhere, it was a bloody storm!
“Don't offend me. I'm not a prisoner, blood. Now that you've found me, don't blame me me for being ruthless! ”
At this moment, Lingyun was transformed into an extinct god from hell. With the magic knife and the magic sword in his hand, he frantically harvested the life of the blood family. The blade pointed out, the blade pointed, the sky and the earth were dark and the sun and the moon were blind!
“Boom! ”
Two loud noises, Jester's body trembled, and Lingyun's body naturally swayed!
Lingyun's mind swept away. It turns out that the two counts rushed under Jester. They looked at the opportunity and punched Jester twice!
Jester is now flying in the air, his wings are open, Lingyun can protect him above, but he can't protect Jester below because of his wings.
Now that they are in enemy formation, all sides are blood tribes, Jester, while trying to avoid, left to right clash, it is still difficult to avoid similar attacks, this time finally got fatally injured!
“Jester, I'll give you a break. Fly up! ”
Lingyun didn't panic, drank violently, spread the wind and rain of the Dark Blood Demon Knife and Dark Storm Dance, and scattered the blood clan over his head!
Meanwhile, Lingyun changed his mind and suddenly ran the Xuanhuang Jinjing!
Powerful Xuan Huang Zhenqi instantaneously separated, directly covered Lingyun and Jester. After Jester was injured, he had already become erratic and could be helped by Xuan Huang Zhenqi. He instantly rejuvenated his mind, and a comfortable voice cried strangely, lifting his claws, and tore a blood baron near him alive!
“Ahhh! ”
Xuan Huang Zhenqi is a wonderful medicine for Jester, but for other blood clans, it is a deadly poison gas, they are all around Lingyun, at the same time feel a stagnant shape, and call out!
“Humph, kill again! ”
Until now, Ling Yun's bottom card finally started a show. Now, there are too many ways he can deal with the blood clan!
“Whoa, whoa, whoa! ”
Lingyun Blood Demon Knife and Dark Storm were severely cut again, more than a dozen blood clans were cut off by Lingyun, huge corpses fell down!
Soon, Ling Yun and Jester broke out of the siege of the blood clan. Hundreds more blood clans were completely hung up in this killing!
“Devil! He's the devil out of hell. How is that possible? ”
At the summit of Tianxia Peak, the pale face of the old Marquis Anderson was all a colour of unspeakable fear. He came with the orders of the Grand Duke of Dracula, bringing five Marquises, a hundred Earls and more than 400 Viscounts and Barons.
But to date, five marquises have been killed and injured, and the remaining marquis has been killed and injured, and his thigh has been shot by Lingyun. The arrow has been pulled out, but the wound still bleeds. That is the damage caused by the overall sterling silver arrow. Even the marquis cannot heal in a short time.
There are less than 30 counts left, more than 400 Viscounts and Barons, and more than a hundred left. This war is a terrible loss!
Anderson looked up, watched Ling Yun roam the air, and killed all four sides. He was almost foolish when he went into no-one's land!
“That's really a dark storm... the blood's sword, the dark storm! It's just, what about that black magic knife? ”
“No! He's supposed to be the legend, the Oriental Brothers! But it looks like he can't fly yet, how can he make us like this?! ”
Anderson had forgotten the pain and had given up his command, shaking his tall body and mumbling to himself.
“Mr. Anderson, what should we do now?! ”
The only unharmed Marquis, staring at the body of a servant falling from the sky, was anxious, asked Anderson.
“Dark storm! Dark storm is the star of our blood, we must find a way to take it! ”
Anderson's reddish eyes glared sharply, emitting two appalling spells, and his wings slammed gently, coming to the two marquises who had been shot.
“Dear Satan Demon, I am your faithful servant, Marquis Anderson, grant me the power of darkness! ”
“Dark healing! ”
As Anderson pronounced the spell, his two claws came out together, simultaneously emitting two dark red glows, flashing at the injured area of the two injured marquises!
Each of the two marquises was shot with two arrows, all pierced by sterling silver arrows, which were supposed to bleed more than ever, but after Anderson's treatment, the four wounds began to heal miraculously slowly.
This is the healing magic of the bloodline, healing wounds with blood, but the old Marquis Anderson clearly lacks the rank and effort to recover the dark storm, which he had to do.
In the air, Ling Yun and Jester rushed out of the regiment, and he stood proudly behind Jester and asked, “Jester, can you hold on? ”
Ling Yun is powerful and defensive. He is still a dragon tiger, but Jester is now equivalent to his mount. If Jester can't hold it, he won't have much skill.
“Phew... Phew...”
Jester slammed his wings gently, gasping like a cow, like a blowbox. He had just burst into the surroundings of counts and villains. Lingyun had killed well, but he was under tremendous pressure!
“Boss... Boss... I may have to take a break, please, give me some more immortality, they are too many to live on...”
This is Jester, who was embraced by Ling Yunchu. If he changed blood, let alone the Viscount and the Count, he was a Marquis. He would have been tired for a while!
“Boom, boom...”
Lingyun raised his hand violently, sprayed a fire spirit charm, and blew the several blood clans in front of him alive. Then he put away the sword of the Bleeding Demon and put his hand on the back of Jester with a bent back. A lot of Xuanhuang Zhenqi continued to be delivered into Jester's body.
This is a special enemy, this is a special battle, two master servants, no one can leave, Ling Yun deeply understands this.
What delighted Lingyun was that Xuanhuang Zhenqi was truly able to restrain the blood clan and help Jester's infamous baby. Soon, Jester's injuries were almost recovered, and his health was healed by most.
“Strange, how come they didn't run away after killing them like this? ”
Lingyun healed Jester while staring at the distant blood clan, they had been slaughtered 80%, but they didn't escape anymore, and looking like that, they wanted to fight Lingyun to death!
Jester said: "Boss, you just took out a dark storm, any blood group, if you see a dark storm, you either smell the wind and run, or you grab it, there is no other choice..."
“If I'm not mistaken, the old Marquis below must have recognized it, and now that he has seen the Dark Storm, he will definitely take it back... because your Dark Storm is a nightmare for all Western bloodlines! ”
Ling Yun suddenly laughed coldly. “Really? It turns out, I said how come they didn't run away, but it's better this way, let's just kill them clean! ”
Jester nodded, but cautiously reminded Lingyun: “Boss, you must be careful. The Marquis below must be very old and he will already have some advanced magic of our blood...”
“And beside him, there are three Marquises joining him. This war is hard to fight! ”
Lingyun is now less than 300 meters from the top of Tianxia Peak. He is also constantly watching Anderson's movements with the eyes of Yin and Yang, and naturally sees Anderson healing two Marquis.
“Don't worry, we'll kill all the little ones in front of us. Besides, as for the three marquises, he saved them for nothing. Kill them again! ”