"Hehe, it's very good. You know the current affairs very well." Draculayin smiled coldly, raised his palm and a few drops of blood flew out.

"Swallow them, your blood-colored mist poison will be self-extinguished."

"Thank you, the great Lord Dracula." The few people swallowed it quickly, and immediately felt blood rushing in their bodies, their eyes turned scarlet, and they felt like they were about to kneel down to Dracula.

What's the situation?

"Hehe. That's right. From now on, you are my blood slaves. Obey your orders, blood slaves, kill them all for me!" Draculayin sneered.

"—" The faces of the few people changed draculously, but they seemed unable to disobey Draculain's orders, so they took a knife and killed them.

"The corrupt bones that are greedy for life and fear of death really embarrass us Dongfang. Let's die for me!" Someone was furious and killed a surrender with one blow, but was killed by another surrender.

"Three sirs, the Eastern Pig is working hard. My Blood Skull Association elites have suffered heavy losses. Please ask the three sirs to take action." A blond and blue-eyed vice president of the Blood Skull Association was covered in blood and asked for help from the three.

"Hmph, even these people can't handle it. They're such a waste." Draculayin raised his eyebrows, blinked his fingers, and the bloodthirsty blade flew out.

One round in the air, killing four people, and seriously injuring three people.

"Haha, look at my omnipotent Thunder Fist, destroy all of you!" Samuel Lambert laughed wildly, and punched out, and the lightning burst, with a shocking momentum, and it directly shocked seven or eight people.

"Bad Thunder Fist, look at your invincible death dart!" Big Mouth shouted loudly, waved his palm, which was actually a false move. The real move - opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of thick phlegm flew towards Lambert.

Lambert was arrogant and confident, thinking that his fist was invincible, and he punched it out to shake off the hidden weapon.

But the next moment, he was stunned, his face turned blue, and then turned purple, and finally as black as the bottom of a pot, his whole body trembled with anger, and he immediately ran away.

Damn? What is this?

A mouthful of thick phlegm?

The cunning and shameless Oriental Pig deserves to be damned!

Lambert ran away, roared to the sky, and burst out with a powerful violent aura. Thunderbolt burst, as if he was coming to the sea of ​​thunder, which was shocking.

The younger generation in the West, the three top Arthurs and masters, are equivalent to the masters of the East. They have completely exploded and their power is terrifying.

His body was free from wind, and his hair was lingering with lightning, as if the God of Thunder was coming.

boom!

He took a step forward, and his whole body disappeared in an instant, and he punched out, and the space was twisted and sonic bursts.

Bang!

The big mouth was blown away, and the teeth were all falling off. They flew dozens of meters and hit the mountain wall. They vomited blood, broke their muscles and were seriously injured.

"Hmph, a dog-like waste dares to compete with the sun and the moon, and you are overestimating your ability!"

Lambert snorted coldly, feeling dizzy, but his battle helmet glowed, which immediately restored his clarity and his eyes were fixed on the Phantom Spirit, the King of the Mind.

"Female wizard?"

boom!

Lambert stomped his feet and turned into a ray of lightning. In an instant, he appeared in front of the Phantom Spirit, the King of the Mind.

When Lambert broke through his spiritual martial arts, the Phantom Spirit had already used Lin Feng's body movement, and instantly moved seven or eight meters, leaving only a afterimage.

"Go to die." Lambert punched him down. When he found that it was a afterimage, he was furious and chased the phantom spirit again.

At this time, the blood-colored fog poison entered the blood and flowed into the heart veins. Everyone could no longer hold on and fell to the ground one by one.

Tianshan Xue, Shen Tu He, Wang Tianheng and others were weak all over and their combat power was sharply reduced.

Even the old man from Wuyin Sect, the old man guarding the gate, the sword of Zang Yan, and others also showed a decadent trend and could not hold on.

In the end, they all fell to the ground, with their spirits held on and no coma.

The battle situation is one-sided and the situation is critical.

The King of the Spirit Phantom Spirit swallowed the spiritual medicine given to her by Lin Feng. She had a special physique and the blood-colored fog had little impact. However, facing the most powerful Arthur-level warrior, she finally lost with her support and was forced into a dead corner and sealed her position.

"Die!" Lambert was cruel and ruthless, and a Thunder God Fist, with the power of thunderstorm, was about to destroy the phantom spirit.

"King of the Heart!"

"Sister Phantom Spirit——"

Big Mouth, mouse and Qingluan shouted, desperately trying to revive their internal strength, trying to rescue, but they didn't have any strength in their bodies.

"No-" they screamed in grief.

"The great Thor, invincible, be immortal."

Lambert is a famous fighting madman, and he will not care about the fragrance and fall down with one punch.

snort!

However, at this moment, a cold snorting sounded and suddenly exploded like thunder.

Strangely, this cold snorkeling didn't come from one direction, as if it was sounding from all directions.

Um?

Lambert's body stagnated, as if he was seeing Satan, and then he groaned and vomited blood. His whole body seemed to be kicked by an ancient giant beast and flew back like a broken sandbag. The mountain wall was broken, his tendons were broken, and his mouth was spitting blood, and he was severely injured.

"who?"

Draculain's smile was frozen on his face, and he showed a look of horror. With a cold snorkeling, he severely injured Lambert?

A cold snorted between heaven and earth. An Arthurian master in the West seemed to have been slapped by someone, vomiting blood from his mouth and flew out.

Who can believe this?

For a moment, the whole world became quiet without a sound.

Everyone present was shocked, their souls were terrified, their bodies and hearts were trembling, and they developed a great horror, with alertness and terror on their faces.

Could it be a god-level venerable?

"Hmph, the West is a mess, dare to cross the line, come to my east to kill and set fire. I am overestimating my ability and seeking death!"

With a shout, a figure appeared. He leaped under his feet like an eagle hitting the sky, jumping up in the air, and the power of the nine dragons was like a shadow, like a king, descending on nine dragons, which was very shocking.

"Boss--"

"The head of the Lin family——"

"Brother Lin——"

Big Mouth, Old Mouth, Qing Luan and Huanling, as well as Tianshan Xue, Wuyin Sect's old man, the gatekeeper, Wang Tianheng and Zhaoyan were shocked when they saw Lin Feng appearing like this, and then screamed, but a hint of hope appeared in their eyes.

"Wow, my goodness, he arrived in Kowloon. It was so cool, so handsome, so cool, so charming."

Present, some young girls from the Hidden Sect, including Zangqiong, were stunned and showed a "flower-in-law".

"Nine Dragons protect themselves, the king's demeanor!" Zhao Yan couldn't help but sigh.

"With this kind of demeanor alone, who can compare with it?" Tian Shanxue, the queen of the northwest who is as wise as a demon, couldn't help but sigh, and she couldn't help but think of someone, and it's probably the only one Tianhai.

"This guy is really possible - pretend!"

Qingluan snorted coldly, but sighed in her heart. How could there be such a man in the world?

When the King of the Heart saw Lin Feng coming, he was slightly surprised, smiled, and shook his head and sighed.

There is such a person in the world who will become the focus of the audience and attract attention whenever he appears. And he is such a person.

Daomen Zangjian frowned and his face turned black, like the bottom of a pot. I really want to say, can he not be so sexy? Isn’t it necessary to be so exaggerated?

Western camp.

Draculayin no longer had the indifference and laziness he had before. He stared at Lin Feng with a serious face and a cautious look, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Because, from Lin Feng, he felt a strong sense of crisis.

"Is it him?"

Alice is tall, blonde and blue-eyed, and a typical Western goddess. She has an unparalleled temperament. In her noble and dignified manner, she exudes a sense of wisdom, just like an ancient Western saint.

Looking at Lin Feng at this moment, he frowned slightly and had a strange expression. He really couldn't connect the person in front of him with the young man who had not even spared "earth"-

Is this an illusion?

Alice stared at Lin Feng with her brow raised slightly, why can't she feel any breath from him? She is like a mortal who knows martial arts, but it makes people feel terrifying.
Chapter completed!