Just as night fell, Su Yang stood on the top of the London Tower on the banks of the Thames, with his hands behind his back, his eyes were wet.

"Xiao Yi, you are injured here and eventually leave me. I will slaughter all the people who have hurt you here, and it is not a pity to exterminate the clan."

Su Yang's spiritual consciousness spread like an octopus, covering a radius of twenty miles, and every grass and tree could not escape his perception.

"After all, I've come here, saving me a lot of time. Maybe I'll consider making you die happily."

Su Yang suddenly said lightly to the West, "The uninformed person is still thinking that he is talking to himself in the air."

In the night sky fifteen miles away from the Tower of London, a handsome and blond young man broke through the sky and stretched out two huge blood-colored bat wings behind him. Each time he swung, he broke forward nearly a hundred meters at an extremely fast speed.

Who else can there be such power besides Cain, the ancestor of the blood clan who has fully recovered from his body?

Yesterday, Su Yang bloodshed a blood clan base camp outside London. In less than two hours, he massacred 163 blood clans, and all the forts were killed, none of them survived.

After that, Su Yang even carved a brief inviting to the battle on the giant rock statue in front of the castle.

"The blood clan will perish, and tomorrow night, the Tower of London will wait."

So many blood tribes died. Cain, who had just recovered, came to the scene quickly and drew the statue of 10,000 kilograms of giant rock into powder with one finger, and said coldly, "As he wished, kill this person first, and then slaughter the Tower of London. The saints of the British royal family, Arthur, and even the queen, don't even want to live tomorrow night."

On the lawn in front of the Tower of London, the Knights Templar gathered in a place under the leadership of Arthur. Everyone looked extremely solemn. Tonight will be the most critical night of their lives for them, the guardians of the British royal family who inherited powerful power.

Arthur, who had already held the "Sword in the Stone" in his hand, looked up at Su Yang on the top of the London Tower, took a deep breath and said, "Brothers, the battle tonight is crucial. Cain, the ancestor of the blood clan, has awakened in a complete body state. This is something that has not happened in a thousand years. How terrifying is Cain in a complete body? You all know that tonight, you must seize the opportunity of Sir Su's decisive battle with Cain. This will be our only chance to kill the blood clan. Either they die or we die. Protect the Tower of London, for the glory of the royal family, and for the people of Great Britain, kill."

The Knights Templars waved the sword in their hands heavily, and the sound was as loud as thunder, "kill"

A window that can be seen in the Tower of London, the current saint of the British royal family, Evelyn's adopted daughter Diana held the "Scepter of the Holy Light", one of the three major sacred weapons of the royal family, and looked out the window with a serious expression.

"Mother, you have read that wrong. Even if you have passed away, Sir Su still loves you deeply. Tonight, those evil tribes that killed you will welcome his anger and bear the punishment of extermination."

Twenty miles away from the Tower of London, a hundred blood clan elites led by Buck, Hunter and Cains are quietly rushing towards the Tower of London.

The order given to them was to kill all the humans they saw, no matter who they were.

The three princes are very familiar with the Tower of London, the most solid fortress of the British royal family. For hundreds of thousands of years, the blood clan has fought dozens of wars with the British royal family and even the Holy See here, but most of the time, it ended in failure.

However, this time it is different because the ancestor has recovered.

The ancestor of the complete body that has not appeared for more than a thousand years has recovered. His existence means that everything will be destroyed under the powerful power of the ancestor. No matter who it is, it is impossible to stop the blood clan army led by the ancestor.

There is a small castle outside the Tower of London. In the dim hall, two rows of thirty giant skeletons lined up neatly with their axes, with their eyes filled with scary green and green fire.

In front of the giant axe-holding skeleton, there was a golden skeleton with a body of up to five meters and two 7-meter-long steel giant swords. There was a blazing purple fire in his eyes, and the bones all over his body emitted a metallic luster.

Hart, the last undead mage on earth, was now crossing his legs, sitting leisurely on the shoulders of the golden skeleton, muttering to himself: "This guy in China Yang is really, it's really a waste of my skeleton army that I have spent countless hard work and exhausted my life experience to create the Golden Skeleton King."

"Oh, wait."

"I really look forward to the scene where the Golden Skeleton King killed the blood clan created by the former Arthur. It will definitely be very interesting."

At the top of the London Tower, Su Yang stared at the West with a pair of deep and star-like eyes, and a habitual and evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Come?"

"This breath did not disappoint me."

Suddenly, a ray of blood came in the dark night sky like thunder, tearing the air apart and roaring out a terrifying sound.

Cain fluttered his wings and swooped down in the air, drew out twenty-four levels of residual images, slashed out a blood blade, and took the head of Su Yang's neck.

"Hundred Steps Divine Fist, Break it to me"

Su Yang's spiritual sense had already locked in Cain, who had arrived in the sky, and a light shouted, the huge golden fist seal came forward, and blocked the extremely strange blood blade in the air.

Su Yang's golden fist mark, which was unsatisfactory for a long time, was shattered in the battle for the first time, and broke into Venus, disappearing into mid-air.

On the other hand, the Blood Blade was consumed by this attack, and its speed was three points slower than before.

"The power is not bad."

Even with Su Yang's arrogance, he has to admit that the blood clan ancestor who he had been waiting for for a long time had the strength to surpass his estimate.

But this also made Su Yang excited for no reason. The factor of the fighting madman in his body was ignited, and an unbearable look flashed in his eyes.

"You are qualified to fight me."

As Su Yang finished speaking, he cut in half a step. In an instant, he burst out seven hundred-step divine fists in a row. One of them fought against the blood blade, and the remaining six large golden fist seals took Cain directly with the momentum of thunder.

In a vague way, the sound of thunder thunder vaguely could be heard.

Obviously, after the breakthrough of the realm, Su Yang's understanding of the "Hundred Steps Divine Fist" has been further improved, and he can reach the point where the fist is like thunder and the sound explosion breaks through the air.

“Huh?”

Cain in the air suddenly stopped coming, and his body swung rapidly like a gyro. Under the rotational force, a pair of blood-colored wings behind him stirred up hundreds of blood-colored airflows, protecting his whole body, like a huge blood-colored silkworm cocoon.

Six punches burst, and the thunder sounded like thunder, and it actually knocked out only one-third of the blood-colored air flow and failed to break through its defense.

Then, Cain accelerated again, like a meteorite outside the sky, thrust hard on the ground, standing ten meters in front of Su Yang, a pair of broken golden pupils staring at Su Yang, "I remember what you look like."

Su Yang smiled happily and said, "I also remember your big bat. Haven't you tasted enough of my immortal seal method back then?"

In the Battle of Tower of London more than 60 years ago, Su Yang seriously injured the semi-mature Cain by pursuing the most powerful move of the Immortal Seal, which eventually led to his suppression by his predecessor Arthur and the Knights Templar.

"It turns out that the trick that hurt me back then was called the Immortal Seal Method."

Cain showed a memory and said coldly: "Unfortunately, you are not so lucky this time. I was just becoming semi-mature and was not on the same level as my current state of complete body. If you were still as strong as you were back then, you would not be able to stand in front of me for a second."

Su Yang hummed disdainfully and said angrily: "If you were still as strong as you were back then, I would kill you with just one finger."

"It seems that you are indeed much stronger, so I'll let you see how terrifying the complete imperial blood clan is."

Cain laughed instead of anger. For the first time in more than a thousand years, he has returned to his peak state. All the strong men on earth are like ants in his eyes.

Although Su Yang had just fought with him, this only made him recognize the guy in front of him, and perhaps he had the ability to make him take a little serious.

The moment Cain took action, the terrifying pressure of the imperial blood clan spread like a sky, causing the top of the London Tower to be covered in blood in an instant. The invisible pressure seemed to pull out all the air, compressing the space within a radius of 100 meters into a blood-colored field that no one could enter.

Su Yang also showed a serious look, his spiritual consciousness was released, and he expanded like a ripples.

After the aggregation and compression of the spiritual consciousness, he seized a piece of space in Cain's blood-colored realm, leaving Su Yang unlimited by the pressure of the emperor-level blood clan and calm.

"I didn't expect that such a inferior race of humans could have such powerful mental power. You really surprised me a lot."

Cain murmured, and before he finished speaking, his body had disappeared from the spot like teleportation.

When he appeared again, he suddenly came to Su Yang less than two meters in front of him. He punched him in a simple and rough manner and hit Su Yang's head.

Pure power and pure speed, without any tricks or skills.

If it were just relying on the physical reaction power, even a monster like Su Yang who was reborn in the ninth generation would be difficult to resist.

But Su Yang has not only a strong body, but also a spiritual sense that perceives thousands of spiritual senses. Even if Cain's speed is twice as fast, Su Yang's powerful spiritual sense sensing is still enough to capture his attack.

"It's not worth fighting for strength."

The flames of fighting in Su Yang's heart ignited, and in a moment, his body soared three times, which was the magical power of "Xuanwu Panlong Transformation".

Su Yang's fist, which suddenly became bigger due to the blessing of his magical powers, was fiercely in the same place as Cain's boxing.

The sound burst suddenly sounded, trembling violently within a radius of 100 meters above the Tower of London.

Two terrifying destructive forces fought each other, resulting in a circle of oscillating waves that were vaguely visible to the naked eye, peeling off a layer of the ground made of concrete on the top of the tower.

With one punch, Cain was blown away, while Su Yang's feet were deeply trapped on the ground, blue veins were exposed on his right fist, and a trace of blood was oozing out of his tiger's mouth.

"Happy, come again"
Chapter completed!