No one noticed Sakura. When Keffes chased him out, Sakura followed him with a series of black light. Keffes relied on his wings to fly at a speed that was not enough to catch up with the flying dragon's escape light, while Sakura's speed of flying swords was no longer much slower than the escape light. Sakura saw a little glow flying towards the east, knowing that his escape method was not enough to catch up, so he raised his hand and slashed out a sword energy.

Feilong's soul was already exhausted. With the effects of a few magic weapons, it protected a trace of clarity on the spiritual platform. When the black sword light shot, several magic weapons were magnificently shattered, shattering Yinglong's sword light, but at the same time it caused Feilong's soul to be greatly shocked. One soul and one spirit were destroyed in the three souls and six spirits, and the rest were greatly damaged, as if it were a candlelight in the wind. The evil spirit contained in Yingying's sword light also secretly invaded the protective light of the body, invaded Feilong's soul, which stimulated Feilong's evil thoughts and almost went crazy.

Sakura floated over France and said helplessly: "Oh, I still can't help Yi. It's useless to not intercept such a dying boy." He angrily swung the 'Ka Yue' and slashed more than a dozen swords below. The thin sword light slashed down, and he went to London with his own sword. A loud rumbling sound came. Sakura looked back in surprise, covered his mouth and screamed: "This... I didn't mean it." But his sword light slashed a refinery below into a sea of ​​fire.

Yi Chen now fully demonstrated everything a gentleman of the British Empire should do when the disaster came. He sent a large number of thugs who were guarding the grounds to maintain order in the ruins and cooperated with firefighters and police to rescue the wounded inside. At the same time, Phil contacted a large number of buildings to temporarily resettle these affected people. The tabloid reporters also flocked to interview several thugs.

These thugs were dressed up straight, elegantly mannered, and cautiously used words, just saying: "As a citizen of the British Empire, our boss naturally has the responsibility to help these unfortunate people when the disaster comes. Isn't it? Gentlemen, please give in. This gentleman is very injured." After that, they helped a man covered in blood, regardless of the contamination of their expensive coats.

I think these tabloid reporters will start to praise Yi Chen's virtues at dawn? Yi Chen is indeed a good person, just saying a few good words from him. These tabloid reporters have all made a record of 100,000 US dollars. How can they be unhappy?

Yi Chen was treating Kefis in "China City". The "Putian Ganlin Curse" was launched in a small area. The whole room was filled with dewdrops condensed from the star power of the Yin star. Silver dewdrops slowly penetrated into Kefis's body. Kefis was so angry that his mouth was trembling: "Damn guy, I don't think they are very strong. Who knew that they suddenly used those nine strange weapons. Damn, if I took precautions, how could they hurt me?"

Under the nourishment of the star dew, the black skin on Krafes' body gradually fell off, revealing a white, shiny, and tender new skin without any wrinkles. Gulons' long claws grabbed Yi Chen with one hand: "Sir Satan is here, God, what have you done? Why did this guy Krafes suddenly become younger?"

Yi Chen smiled and bowed and said, "Oh, just a little trick from the East. It's not very powerful, but it's very beneficial for beauty."

Krafez himself waved out a magic mirror, and looked at his handsome young face in the mirror and screamed with joy, saying excitedly: "Zhizhi, when you go back this time, Prince Philo can no longer laugh at us. Haha, I look younger than him."

Even Dcula showed a very interested look. The old ghosts stared at Yi Chen with bright eyes and said with a smile: "Yi, tell us this method? Well? Come on, we are friends, aren't you? Do you want us to exchange the secret techniques of the blood clan? What magic do you want? Say? We will definitely exchange... You know, if we have to use human blood to maintain our youthful appearance, it would be a very difficult thing."

Yi Chen secretly complained in his heart: "Oh my God, what's going on?" He thought for a long time before blackmailing out the unique magic of several princes, and then handed out an incomplete version of the "Ganlin Curse". The "Ganlin Curse" is the most basic auxiliary spell in the "Tianxing Sect" and cannot be practiced through his condensation of star power, so Yi Chen was not worried that it might create more monsters. Of course, if it was a large-scale "Putian Ganlin Curse" with attack attributes, Yi Chen would not have the courage to teach them, which required the cooperation of the star power in his body.

Let’s talk about Yi Chen’s brainstorming here, while D and K’s heads were getting bigger several times.

Xiu Ze sat in D's office and said in a strange voice: "D, you are in the limelight recently. Do you have no other matters to investigate in MI5? You have to harass a pure and law-abiding citizen like Yi Chen? Do you know how many complaint letters are sent directly to the Ministry of National Defense? Well? More than 3,000 letters are all Yi's customers complaining that you have rude law enforcement and injured many of their friends. There are still many people in the hospital now. Do you understand?"

Xiu Ze is very energetic now. He just enjoyed the service of a peerless beauty accompanied by Yi Chen. He was so comfortable. Just now Yi Chen rushed back to deal with the matter, so he ran to ravage D and K. Who said that he is now the Minister of Defense and the head of the security department?

D whispered: "Sir, listen to our explanation, we have enough evidence to doubt..."

Xiu Ze punched the desk hard and shouted, "You doubt, yes, doubt, you just have evidence to doubt, not evidence to prove Yi Chen is guilty. You dare to collude with other law enforcement departments and maliciously harass the people. You are abuse of power, do you understand? I want to advise the Prime Minister that I want to punish you."

D and K's faces changed, and they were as silent as if they were no longer afraid to speak.

Xiu Ze waved his hand and said, "Of course, I can understand that you may use some illegal means for the sake of the security of the British Empire, but Yi Chen is a person who does not have any threat to our country. You are not allowed to harass him anymore and transfer all your agents back. It's just a joke... Humph, the French will do the matters of the French themselves. You are not allowed to approach Yi Chen and his subordinates for any reason. Do you understand?"

D nodded quickly. He didn't want to ruin his future. The old man K muttered a few words, but under Xiu Ze's violent threat, he also made a promise helpless promise.

Xiu Ze smiled, and at this moment, the office door opened. Off walked in with two bodyguards and smiled at Xiu Ze: "Oh, Mr. Xiu Ze, are you looking for me? Why are you here?" His simple face showed a cheerful smile to D and K.

Xiu Ze laughed: "Oh, I asked Mr. Xuner about his meaning and was going to let you serve as D's first assistant. D, you won't object, right? Off is the young man Mr. Xuner admires the most, and has a bright future. You will agree, right?"

D looked at Off for a long time and nodded slowly and said, "Of course, I can't ask for someone whom Mr. Sue Na appreciates to help me with work." He felt like a mirror in his heart, his official career was about to end. K looked at D with a sympathetic look, and secretly felt glad that he was about to retire, alas...

Xiu Ze smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, Ao, you meet D. You should help him with his work in the future. Well? MI5 is a huge organization. It is very difficult to figure out the administrative structure and operation mode. I think D is working too hard, so he overlooked many things. You have to remind him all the time, do you understand?"

Of showed a faint smile and nodded gently. Xiu Ze nodded and walked out, and several bodyguards immediately followed. Xiu Ze muttered in his heart: "Yi invites us to play with women there. They are indeed top-notch people, but he doesn't even touch those women's hands. Well, strange Orientals, they are still paying attention to traditional moral concepts, right? Ah haha, I can understand... Damn D, do you think you are approaching the person who opposes Huner's boss, do you think I don't know? Humph, just take the opportunity to get you down and enjoy the last supper."

Xiu Ze whispered to one of his assistants: "Tell M, the person who wants her to keep a close eye on D, and he said that he might betray the British Empire and that the person who needs her should monitor the movements of MI5 personnel in detail. Do you understand?" His assistant nodded slowly and signaled to understand.

Ten days later, everything was settled, and Yi Chen easily earned a lot of good reputation. When he announced that he would fund the government to rebuild the affected neighborhood on behalf of the Philips family, his reputation reached its peak, and some famous media also went to London to prepare for an exclusive interview with the new president of this mysterious Philips family's European headquarters.

Who knows that this great philanthropist, a promising entrepreneur, is discussing the Holocaust with a group of non-humans in a secret room?

Yi Chen chuckled and said, "We have to complain about the four princes and Mr. Philip. Didn't we ask that boy to say that six counts would appear at the scene of the devil's recruitment? Hehe, let's ask the five to change into the earl's clothes and play with people. Of course, it's going to be completely fun."

The skin of explosiveness hangs on his face, revealing the fresh and white skin below, Gulons smiled squeakingly, biting his long nails gently and said, "Of course... giggle, pretend to be a count? Well, I will play with them... Kefais, we should shout a few times to help, and then slowly play with them to death."

A group of vampires burst into laughter, and a few younger grand dukes were hammering the wall wildly, almost laughing and breathing. In their opinion, playing with human witch hunters is the most interesting thing, not to mention that the witch hunters now have lost the care of the Holy See and no longer have the power to scare vampires. How interesting it would be to ravage them.

One day later, on the full moon night, Dracula and his friends booked a day to catch the entire Demon Hunter Union in one go. The four princes and the great duke Dracula replaced the classic cloak of the Count of the Blood Clan, looked at each other with a strange expression. After a long time, they brought a group of people in tight suits and dressed up as low-class people such as viscounts or descendants who were first embraced. A large number of great dukes, marquis and others flew towards the traps they set.

Yi Chen brought Ying, Jester, Chekov and others, as well as Michelle and Denis had long rented a large suite nearby. A huge plasma TV wall was set up in the room, and he was preparing to watch the show through more than 30 remote-controlled cameras. Michelle gently stroked the three blood-red scorpions in her arms and said in a gusting voice: "Well, why don't you want me to go? Humph, I'm almost approaching the Marquis's skills now."

Jester hit her: "Is that right? But your fighting experience is probably equivalent to a descendant whom a blood clan just had. Your comprehensive combat power, well, should be with...Phil, your martial arts masters, it seems that they can beat Michelle, oh?"

Mixue'er rushed over like a cat and grabbed Jester's face. The two of them clamored and tangled together. Jester did not dare to make heavy moves, so he sniffed twice. Ten deep claw marks were added to his huge sword marks. Mixue'er licked the blood on his claws proudly, looked at Jester who was embarrassed and said, "Well, Jester's blood is very sweet. Be careful that I will run to suck your blood in the middle of the night..."

Chekov felt a numbness in his vest when he heard it, and hurriedly hid behind Skye, muttering: "I have a lot of marijuana in my blood, don't look for me... My blood is bitter."

Mixueer turned around and said viciously: "I won't suck your blood. I don't want to die of food poisoning." Chekov was stunned for a moment and rolled his eyes.

Yi Chen smiled softly, looked at Jester with blood on his face strangely, and said with a smile: "Okay, everyone should watch the fun, their vanguard has arrived." Yi Chen smiled: "Fortunately, we chose a good place. There are less than 10,000 people in this area at night. If they beat them up, there will be no witnesses."

The two great dukes forced Guluns to dye their hair colorful, and the ones who attacked were Skye and other bad vampires. The two great dukes whose self-esteem were deeply hit, looking at the deep and dark road outside the iron gate with murderous aura, and they were determined to kill the entire London humans. But the role they played was two descendants who had just received their first embrace and had no power at all. Guluns shook his finger and warned them: "You should run away, do you know? Escape like a little so that their large troops can enter our trap with confidence. Do you understand? If you dare to destroy my interest, hum..."

So when three witch hunters holding crossbows slowly approached from the London Tower Bridge and the iron palms on their boots made a crisp sound of "ding" sound, the two great dukes chose to walk out of the iron gate and shouted gloomy: "What are you doing? Get out, this is not the place you should come. This is a private territory, you can leave quickly."

The witch hunter in the center raised the crossbow without hesitation, and shot a big duke's arm with an arrow. Immediately, a stream of blue smoke came out, and the two big dukes screamed wildly and rushed into the iron gate. The big duke who was hit by an arrow in his hand was so angry that he had to disperse all the defensive power on his arms, which made the crossbow arrow hurt him. He also had to clamp his muscles hard, so that the pure silver crossbow arrow would not fall. After all, it only pierced about five millimeters, and his body was too strong.

The three witch hunters looked at each other excitedly. A guy pulled out his short knife and was about to rush in, but the one in the center quickly shook his head and whispered: "Did you forget what the president said? Wait for them to come, hum, there are only two garbage descendants at the door. Do you look down on us?"

Another sinister said: "It's hard to say, maybe their advanced vampires are gathering magic, otherwise how would they hold the ceremony? Oh my God, please avoid it..."

More than a hundred great dukes and marquis were covered in gloomy clothes that low-ranking nobles were disdainful to wear. They rushed out with various machetes, steel pipes, pistols, automatic rifles, etc. In their hands, more than a dozen great dukes carrying automatic weapons opened fire at the three witch hunters. The gunshots of the "bang bang bang bang bang bang" scared the three witch hunters: "Holy Mary..." They ran away like rabbits.

A hundred top-level blood clan masters chased after him with water, shouting weakly: "Kill them... Damn, you dare to come and cause trouble for us." The three demon hunters escaped at the speed of one fast. More than a hundred blood clan masters could not reveal their strength. They seemed to be unable to catch up, so they angrily smashed all the machete steel pipes. The murder weapon was flying all over the sky, causing the three demon hunters to run away with their heads in their arms. The scene was very lively.

Chekov slapped his thighs and Sky and the others in the lively room. Fal pulled his throat wildly, and finally let his breath suffocate and vomited, and said stammeringly: "Oh my God, my God, look at those two great dukes, their hair is really unique."

Yi Chen couldn't help but smile. Seeing a group of gangsters who were powerful and powerful in the vampire family chasing people with blades like slashing people. This was so satisfying.

The heavy steps came, and the tycoons gathered several blocks away and rushed over from six roads at the same time. More than 3,000 people rushed straight to the yard where the so-called "demon-retreat" ceremony was held. Those strong and with relatively unique powers slammed the walls on the walls, and there was a sensation of "patter" and all the walls of the yard collapsed.

More than a hundred masters of the blood clan made excited shouts, and shouted in the language of their clan to retreat back to the yard and guarded the entrance of the main building. The surroundings were filled with demon hunters holding weapons. Many of them simply held large-caliber shotguns and other modern weapons, looking at the more than a hundred "weak" and "poor" vampires in front of them with malicious intentions.

The three demon hunters who had just escaped in a panic became arrogant and pointed to their president, "Boss Charlie, look, it's just here, haha, they are all low-level blood clans, and they don't have any energy reaction."

One-eyed dragon Charlie shook his body to the group of blood tribes and said proudly: "You traitors in the human world, you scum who follow the lowly vampires, be aware that we are going to kill you bastards for the stability of human society and for the happiness of the entire human race."

Charlie grabbed a powerful pistol with his left hand, pulled out a large silver knife with his right hand, rushed forward with a roar, and stabbed a big duke in front of him.

The eldest duke was stunned: "What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?...Woooo, he would not hurt me with this knife, but the prince said that if we cannot bring them into the building, we will punish us... God, come and hit me with a holy light, this human being really can't hurt me."

When the sword wind was approaching, the great duke made up his mind and tried his best to send his head up. His claws slashed hard on his face, and a deep blood mark appeared. He screamed: "These people are so powerful. Let's hurry in, wuwuwu...damn it."

The other blood clans looked at him sympathetically. The witch hunters around him could not see his movements clearly, but these blood clans saw it. This is called self-harm. Many great dukes admired him in their hearts: "It's so rare. In order to complete Prince Gulons's mission, they actually hurt themselves." They turned around and ran away. A few people's shoes were stepped off by themselves, and then they tripped on their left and right foot and fell to the ground. They hadn't run away so embarrassedly for a long time, and forgot what it was to run away. They were used to flying in the sky.

Charlie laughed and waved another knife. He was so proud that he actually scared away more than a hundred vampires alone. It seemed that he was worthy of being the leader of the Demon Hunter Union, and only he could hold this position. His sword made a slight "hissing" sound of breaking through the air, and a sword wind cut through the clothes of the blood-faced Duke, and then cut his skin.

The Grand Duke felt the stinging pain from behind, looked back in surprise, sneered and snorted, and suddenly accelerated, and rushed into the main building, a building that was more than ten stories high and covered a vast area.

Charlie shouted in anger: "Brothers, rush in and kill these filthy creatures and stop their rituals. Do you understand? Stop them, masters and masters to be with me, deal with the vampire counts inside, and the others to deal with the low-level blood clans and their descendants. Go quickly and search all the building, and be sure to find everyone and kill them."

Like a black tide, more than three thousand witch hunters rushed into the building one after another, then rushed up the building along two stairs, and some squeezed into the elevator. Regardless of the beeping sound from the alarm, they closed the elevator door and rose upwards.

Hundreds of black shadows flew down from the ceiling of the lobby, using the barons who were the lowest in the blood clan. Among them, the barons in the lower class rushed down with the sound of the whistling wind. Immediately, the good players of the witch hunter came forward, and there was a loud "bang" sound, and the black shadows bounced back in shock, and the good players of the witch hunter also staggered on the ground for several steps.

When the shadows pounced down again, countless bullets and crossbow arrows shot towards them. The shadows roared wildly, that's so angry... These things could not hurt their hair at all, but now they must be injured. It's hard for them to be. They are noble blood clan nobles, not professional actors. The demon hunters cheered. In their opinion, these blood clans are screaming in pain, right?

Fortunately, these guys were still prepared. Each of them had several blood bags on their bodies. When they felt they were shot, they immediately tore a bag to make the blood drip. So all the witch hunters below were covered with blood stains on their faces, while the witch hunters were happy and continued to shoot bullets and crossbows madly. But they were very puzzled, why didn't the corpse fall down?

Finally, when they changed the magazine, Keffes appeared. He stroked the smooth skin on his face with pride. A red light appeared in his dark circles. He shouted strangely at a group of witch hunters: "Gentlemen, what are you doing? Do you want to disturb the peace of our great ancestors?" Keffes muttered in his heart: "Strange, who is my ancestor? Um... It's a very question. My father, don't know where to go to sleep now, right? Time is really worthless... My grandfather... Do I have a grandfather? It's strange."

Kefais was suspended in the air and was stunned...

Charlie screamed: "Earl of the Blood Clan... Brothers, if you are not strong enough, please withdraw quickly. Let us teach him a good lesson. Brothers will work harder. There are still five counts that don't know where. Let's work together to kill this guy first. Weak their strength, weaken a little bit."

More than fifty witch hunters jumped up, and the weapons in their hands smashed towards Kefis like waves. These people all had some special power, and the sword also had a faint light. They really relied on human sea tactics to kill the low-level vampire count.

But Koffis was considering the origin of his family. This thing that was not recorded in the secret party's classics. With a flash of his hand and a snap of his fingers, more than fifty witch hunters were smashed like hail. They were so miserable that they almost couldn't get up.

The heavy iron gate of the building slowly closed. Because the witch hunters had all rushed into the building, Gulons couldn't wait to close the door and beat the dog.

Charlie looked back with a gloomy face, and looked at the four blood counts wearing big cloaks with ragged skin on his face in confusion. He asked, "Ah, there are only five?"

Dracula smiled and bowed, "Oh, dear Mr. Food, good evening, yes, we are only five of us, well, we have provided false information. There are only five counts... Don't continue to ask questions, I will answer you immediately. We deliberately made a sound of wind and we are preparing to resurrect Vatic, but Vatic's corpse cannot be found, how can we resurrect him? Our purpose is to destroy you, the lackeys of the Holy See, the witch hunter."

Charlie smiled wildly: "Oh my God, my God, only five counts, dare you say you want to let us all be ruined?"

Dracula said lightly: "Yes, five counts, um, don't underestimate the power of our pure blood nobles... What you killed before were just those small families, and the blood nobles who gradually upgraded from low-level blood clans to the earl's status are very different from us."

Charlie's left hand pointed the pistol at Dracula and said with a grin, "Is that so? Then let's see." He shot it out, but the bullet stopped in the air just after it left the muzzle. The gas pressure of the fire gas vented in the air caused the entire gun chamber to explode, almost destroying Charlie's left hand.

Charlie quickly threw away his pistol, and felt a faint shadow in his heart. He said carefully: "You want to destroy us? With the strength of your five counts and more than one hundred subordinate descendants?"

Guluns said in a dark voice: "No, if we don't destroy you, we will be selected by us as our descendants. Look, how ironic it is for you great warriors who have the lifelong mission of chasing our blood clan to become descendants of our great blood clan? Of course, we will choose your elites to become our descendants, because we don't have trash."

Charlie took a long breath and said tremblingly: "It seems that you are playing conspiracy, but, at least from now on, our strength is stronger than you. How can you do us? Brothers, fight out, kill five of them, and we rush out."

The witch hunters raised their swords and guns and rushed towards Gulons and the others. Gulons rattledly and screamed: "Oh, God, you old bastard, help..." He rushed into the witch hunters lightly, and his soft fists slowly hit him. In his own eyes, he didn't exert force, but these witch hunters only felt that Gulons' fists were as heavy as Mount Tai, and often had big teeth knocked down.

Upstairs, the poor great dukes, marquis and others had no place to hide. They were surrounded by witch hunters who were more than ten times more than them, and then countless swords and guns were shot down. These poor ghosts did not dare to fight back. After all, Gulons and the others had not given orders yet, so they had to bite their teeth and make a 'cry' sound, and their claws were so crazy that they grabbed the ground and hugged on the floor.

‘Puff, suffocate’, the sound of blunt objects and flesh contact was loud. These arrogant grand dukes and marquis lay on the ground like dead dogs and were beaten by countless people. The witch hunters who didn’t know how to live and die were still shouting excitedly: “Be careful, don’t break their heads, we still have their heads to receive the reward.”

Yi Chen and the others slapped their hands and laughed at the big dukes and marquis who were beaten to the bruised nose. They did not dare to expose the energy breath in their bodies, so they could only use their bodies to resist the beating. The demon hunters were all big men with thick skin and thick flesh. This was a struggle. Seeing that the noses of the big dukes were beaten crooked, their eyes were filled with anger.

Mixue'er actually made a cross on her chest and muttered, "Fortunately I didn't go, otherwise Mixue'er would be so pitiful... Jester, can you stop smoking marijuana? All the smoke comes to me. If I smoke marijuana in the future, you must have been the one who brought it to you."

Jester was stunned for a moment, silently took off the marijuana cigarette, put it on the floor and stepped on it. Chekov muttered: "Poor Jester, the greatest pleasure in life is gone." Denis looked at Chekov indifferently. Chekov was shocked, and the marijuana in his mouth fell to the ground.

In the lobby on the first floor of the building, the situation was just the opposite. Five old ghosts happily built the masters of the demon hunters into a pile of meat, and then used the kung fu similar to the traditional Chinese martial arts to beat the demon hunters' bones all over their bodies, and almost rushed out of their muscles.

Guluns happily bit Charlie's neck, cut his wrist vein and dripped a drop of blood in his mouth, and muttered as he drank: "It's so wonderful, oh, the feeling of teasing people hasn't been around for nearly two thousand years... Um, boy, you should feel honored. Although the power we have given you is not strong, it is your luck to be embraced by our prince of the blood clan for the first time."

Charlie and the others yelled in despair: "Prince? Oh my God..." They finally understood why Gulons and others were so strange that they were not what the Count should have.

Groups of witch hunters walked down the stairs happily, holding the bruised and swollen blood masters in their hands, shouting: "Boss, we have caught all the vampires. They are useless and dare not resist. Haha, have you killed those vampires? Do you need our help?"

Guluns and the others looked at each other. Oh my God, they were having fun, and they all forgot that their tribesmen were still being ravaged on it. Dracula coughed dryly and squeaked: "Well, yes, everyone, do whatever you want, dinner time is up."

The great dukes and marquis slowly floated up, and black smoke that was extremely dense appeared on their bodies. The dark energy they gathered together was so powerful that the walls and ceiling of the entire building were gurgling outwards with black fog... Countless howls of despair came out from the building. Several security guards in the nearby building were suddenly awakened by a biting chill, shrugged their shoulders, blocked their ears, and continued to fall asleep.

Yi Chen stood up feeling unpleasant: "Oh, the difference in strength is too big, and the acting skills of the five old ghosts are too bad. How could they play with the scene of the neck being cut off and fighting bloody battles... It's too boring. Humph, go home and rest. I'm going to think about Sakura, and the Holy See is about to start, right?"

Chekov said boredly: "What witch hunters, have they become prey themselves?"

The crazy grand duke and marquis recovered their true colors, with huge bat wings growing more than three meters long, and then dragged the bodies of these witch hunters out of the building and threw them into the Thames River...
Chapter completed!