Skell and Arthur were completely disappointed.
They deployed all their hands, but they didn't find anything valuable from the castle.
They didn't even find where the steel figures ran out from.
In the underground tomb, five old ghosts were giggling happily.
Cook was hammering his coffin crazily and shouting happily: "These idiots, idiots...
We would have sealed all the passages hundreds of years ago.
Dead, how could you mortals find us fools, fools, fools."
Cook's hand flicked, and a subtle green flame flashed. . .
Troy was helplessly leading his companions out of the castle.
He shook his head to Arthur and said, "I can't find anything.
There is no evil breath in the castle.
It's strange.
Could it be that our induction is wrong?"
Troy watched in surprise as Arthur's eyes widened and he struck at him with a sword.
He instinctively prepared to strike out with his palm, but as a former Holy Knight, he vaguely discerned that Arthur's sword was not directed at him.
As soon as his thoughts changed, he turned around quickly and struck out with a ray of holy light.
A rusty spearhead scattered on the ground of the castle was stabbing Troy in the back with a green light, and Arthur's sword hit him squarely.
It split into two pieces, and the two spear points still flew towards Troy, just in time to hit the holy light from Troy.
Arthur and others watched in surprise as the spearhead was melted in the holy light, and even made the squeaking sound of an insect dying.
Skell asked in surprise: "Mr.
Troy, what is going on?
What is this?"
Troy's face became heavy and he shook his head and said: "You have been fooled.
There are very powerful black magicians here.
No wonder they chose this place as the venue for the duel.
Well, a black magician who I can't find their traces has the ability of at least Just like me...
Be careful, let's get out."
Murphy and Hagen summoned their own holy weapons and carefully stayed at the end, covering the group of ascetic monks and a group of clergymen as they exited the castle.
Troy said in a deep voice: "Everyone must be careful...
My companions, you are different from me.
I was once a holy knight.
I can resist sudden attacks, but you don't have my fighting power...
For safety, Arthur, your men, protect my companions.
They can give your men great support.
As for me, give me a sword."
Skell and Hagen exchanged glances quickly.
As a monk, a monk who had put down his weapon actually wanted to pick up his weapon again.
Is the situation really serious?
The two secretly glanced at the little ancient monk.
Fort, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong, right?
Arthur respectfully handed over his sword in the stone, and Troy smiled: "No, dear Arthur, I don't need a powerful weapon, an ordinary two-handed sword will do."
A deacon of the tribunal handed over a long sword, and Troy held it in his hand.
He danced a sword flower dryly and whispered: "I haven't felt this way for a long time...
Hmm..."
A sword seemed to flow like water.
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White light traveled back and forth within the sword.
After a while, this ordinary two-handed steel sword actually emitted the white light unique to the holy weapon.
Although it was a little faint, no one would doubt its power.
Arthur's eyes widened: "Is this how the holy weapon came to be?"
Troy smiled: "No, the holy weapon has been tempered by the holy power for decades, and the ascetic monk has blessed it for a long time before it became a holy weapon.
It often also has a little bit of the ability of the ascetic monk himself.
The one in my hand It can only be said that it is a basic holy sword...well, it cannot be compared with a real holy weapon."
After saying that, regardless of the greedy eyes of the nearby deacons, Troy went straight.
Walking towards the woods where we were sleeping.
Skell cursed in a low voice: "You bastards, do you want to be embarrassed in front of Mr.
Troy?
If this holy sword is given to you, it will attract the attention of the dark group.
You will die faster."
The deacons did not dare to speak, and presumably, unless Troy allowed everyone in the Holy See to have such a basic holy sword, whoever left the Vatican with such a weapon would be saying: "Dark Synod" Guys, come and kill me..."
People would dare to come out to rob the real holy weapon, not to mention that the quality is not very good.
Troy arranged his companions next to Arthur, and ran into the woods, recalling his sword skills painfully. . .
Those chopping, blocking, blocking, and stabbing were so skillful at that time, but after practicing hard for so long, I have forgotten everything.
Troy scratched his head in distress.
This time was going to be troublesome.
Originally, he felt much relieved when he saw that the opponent only had thirteen grand duke-level vampires.
He could drive them away with just the abilities of his companions, but , and now there is such a powerful black magician.
This is not good news.
If those black magicians could not be killed immediately, the junior members of the Holy See would definitely suffer great losses, but Arthur and the others were not powerful enough to instantly injure people as powerful as themselves.
If you attack with holy light, the opponent's magic shield will not be affected, right?
It is most direct to tear their body apart with a sword. . .
But what on earth will you do after a sword thrust?
After practicing hard for so long, Troy, whose mind has become ethereal, smiled helplessly, and he actually forgot everything.
With a sigh, Troy carefully waved the sword and began to think back to his murderous swordsmanship that killed countless members of the dark group.
A breeze blew gently, and Troy's mind was completely immersed in the increasingly proficient swordsmanship.
Although he had not touched the hilt of the sword for a long time, the touch that this weapon brought to him was still so wonderful. .
Two thin ripples of air, mixed with the breeze just now, gently caressed Troy's neck.
Troy didn't notice the strange ripples at all.
He just knelt down on one knee and began to recall the wrinkles he had prayed for when he asked the angel for help.
Then, he was surprised to find that his head felt cold and his white hair was messy.
It flew randomly with the breeze.
The two special nin who made a sneak attack cursed angrily: "Baga."
They were about to take off the head of this dead old man, but who knew that he would suddenly kneel down in broad daylight?
What are you doing kneeling down?
You are a bastard.
Troy's reaction was fast enough.
He knew that it was too late to fight back with his sword, and he didn't see where the enemy was at all.
So, strong holy light shot out from his body, spraying in all directions without any target.
Got out.
The two special ninjas took advantage of the situation to escape after the first attack failed, but Troy's holy light was too fast and caught up with them, making their figures hidden in the wind visible.
Troy was like a meteor, chasing the two special ninjas with a long white flame tail.
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The violent sound of breaking through the air alerted Arthur and others who had returned to the barracks outside the woods.
Arthur and others quickly caught up, holding weapons and shooting from the treetops.
The two special ninjas were slightly frightened.
They were not afraid of death.
However, they were just attacking and killing an old man.
Why did so many people come after them?
The two of them did not dare to flee towards their campsite.
This was not to explain to each other: "Look, we did not abide by the rules of the duel.
We just want to kill you before the duel."
It would be strange if Sakura did not execute them.
Troy chased closer and closer, and he was approaching the canyon.
The two special ninja roared and jumped directly from the high cliff.
Their feet were quick, like two big birds, and they landed as lightly as fallen leaves.
Troy complained: "I am already so old, why does the Holy See still want me to come out to take care of these troublesome things... my practice."
He also jumped down.
It's not okay not to ask clearly about the matter.
Troy wants to ask who ordered these two guys to assassinate him.
If they are the other party's people, then they must punish the other party according to the rules of duel.
The two ninjas fled into the canyon, just as a huge blue sheep rushed over, and a soft hum came from the wind: "Let's go."
Then a subtle sound of breaking through the air came over.
The two of them took a quick glance.
Dracula and a group of hunters were watching from a short distance away, with their guns pointed at the poor blue sheep.
The two people hurriedly activated the Five Elements Escape Technique and got into the mud with a whoosh.
After all, Troy was too old, and his physical reaction speed was not as fast as before.
He didn't pay attention to Yi Chen and the others who were thirty meters away, and punched the ground directly, muttering: "Come out here, there is no morality or etiquette." , the dignified assassin.”
On the cliff behind, Arthur shouted: "Be careful."
They also jumped down in a hurry, but there was no time.
His words were covered up by the violent explosion.
A grenade hit the blue sheep.
The huge explosion turned the blue sheep into pieces of meat.
Troy's ears were buzzing, and he didn't care.
He couldn't hit the next punch anymore, so he retreated hastily.
Over there, Dracula laughed ferociously, and the six-barreled Gatling machine gun in his hand made a blast of fire.
Yi Chen laughed and shouted loudly: "Mr.
Dracula has a good nature, why don't you shoot a goat?"
, If you need this, let’s come together.”
The squad machine gun in his hand started to shoot without ceremony.
Sakura pulled the trigger even more viciously, and the grenade gun in her hand fired out all the remaining seventeen rounds of grenades.
Kane laughed wildly: "I like it.
Hunting, that's what makes it fun."
With a clasp of his hand, the individual anti-tank rocket he carried on his shoulder roared past.
The canyon was cluttered with gunfire and explosions, and huge clouds of dust and smoke obscured the view.
Immediately afterwards, a tornado-like powerful holy power swept out of Troy's body with a whistling sound, sweeping away the bullets, shrapnel, dust, and smoke, revealing Troy's slightly embarrassed figure.
Yi Chen pretended to exclaim: "Oh God, why is there a ceasefire there?
A ceasefire..."
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Arthur and others rushed to the scene and looked at Yi Chen and others with eager eyes.
Skell asked in a deep voice: "Did you deliberately send people to assassinate Mr.
Troy and then ambush here?"
Yi Chen pulled Ying, who wanted to come forward to answer, and went up to him, saying innocently: "Oh, sir, distinguished sir, I'm so sorry...
We are hunting, and our target was originally the rock Sheep, but why did Mr.
Troy suddenly appear near our target?
This is really an unfortunate thing.
He was not injured.
How is it possible that we deliberately assassinated Mr.
Troy?"
Before Siker could answer, Yi Chen spread his hands and said sincerely: "Look, I know that you are all people with powerful and weird powers.
Mr.
Troy just doesn't have any damage.
If I really want to assassinate him, You guys, I will definitely arrange a group of heavy artillery, why would you use such light weapons?"
Arthur pointed at the squad machine gun in Yi Chen's hand angrily: "Oh God, you are hunting, you are hunting with this weapon, do you think we are fools?"
After saying that, he pointed at Dracula's gun even more angrily.
Gatling gun, Sakura's grenade gun, and Kane's smoking rocket launcher.
Troy walked up with a wry smile, shook his head and said nothing.
His already ancient well-like heart also had ripples.
Who did he offend?
First, two weird people almost cut off his head, and then when he was chasing them, he was inexplicably taught a lesson by modern firearms. , although he was not injured, it was really unfair.
So, it's up to Arthur to reason with them.
Yi Chen blinked his eyes and pointed at the prey carried by Jester and the seven bad vampires behind him, the blue sheep with missing arms and legs, the rabbit with holes all over the body, the eagle with its belly exploded, etc., helplessly Said: "You see, we hunted so many prey, of course in It's absolutely impossible to say that we want to assassinate Mr.
Troy in this way.
Of course, your habits are a bit weird, but you don't think so.
Is it more pleasurable to shoot prey with a machine gun?”
Arthur was stunned, and he was completely speechless.
If he couldn't catch the two special ninjas, he would have no evidence at all that it was Yi Chen and the others who arranged this incident.
Besides, what if he caught them?
As long as Yi Chen said lightly: "These two guys are not ours."
"What else can he do to Arthur?
So, the people from the Holy See retreated angrily.
Only Troy looked at Yi Chen amusedly, nodded slightly, and smiled at him.
Yi Chen smiled gracefully and bowed gently to Troy, with an extremely apologetic and embarrassed look on his face.
However, when Troy and the others left, Yi Chen immediately turned his face and muttered viciously: "Ying, if I had known that your people would lure this old guy over, Kane's rocket launcher should have been replaced with armor-piercing bullets. . . .
Phil, please contact those guys, they should be in a sniper position.”
Dracula chuckled a few times: "Although I didn't kill him, it was really satisfying to be able to carry a weapon and shoot at a senior figure in the Holy See without them being able to pursue anything afterward.
Ha, especially mine.
Identity, but their mortal enemy, it’s really enjoyable.”
A group of people laughed sinisterly.
Chekov carried him to the place where the blue sheep was shattered into pieces, and muttered: "I wasted so many bullets, so I have to pick up something to go back to.
It's just a fool's errand to do it without getting anything in return...
Boss, That’s great, there’s still half a leg left for making soup.”
Yi Chen ignored Chekov and muttered to Ying: "Your subordinates, it's best not to provoke those people who are too powerful.
Let's slowly eliminate their subordinates.
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If we can kill five or six of his subordinates in one day, I'll see if they can still laugh on the day of the duel."
Sakura nodded slightly, and just as she was about to say something, Dracula had already intervened: "Ha, we have to create a chance for them to be alone.
Then, we will concentrate our superior strength and kill them completely at once.
The Japanese have two About a hundred men are hiding, and among my subordinates, more than a hundred masters are hiding.
Hehe, those idiots thought that we were just the more than a hundred people on the surface.
We could kill most of them before the duel. " Yi Chen nodded, and Ying forgot what she had just wanted to say again, and curiously asked Dracula: "Mr.
Dracula, where are your subordinates hiding?"
Chekov ran back carrying half of the rock lamb leg and said with a chuckle: "They have some guys hiding under my cot.
I just threw a few socks in there for them to play with in the morning."
The seven bad vampires went crazy.
He laughed.
It was a very happy thing to be able to see people of the same race as himself suffering.
Sakura quickly glanced at the black socks on Chekov's feet, and her face turned a little pale.
Yi Chen looked at the trophies everyone had on hand, shrugged his shoulders and said, "After almost one morning, our harvest is not bad.
Only good weapons lead to good prey.
We should go back...
Let's think about it together, how can we do it?"
Let them know exactly the number of our men on the surface and let them know that all our people are in the barracks at all times, so that we can easily attack them. " The group of people returned to the camp with plots and intrigues along the way.
After handing over the mutilated prey to Ying's subordinates to clean up, Ying's teacher suddenly walked over and said in a low voice: "Ying, come with me. ."
Turned around and walked towards the side of the castle.
Sakura made an apology gesture and hurriedly followed.
Yi Chen smiled and sat at the dining table under the big tree, chatting with Dracula.
Shen Nian had already followed Sakura secretly.
Yi Chen muttered in his heart: "I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but this old man seems to be very dissatisfied with me.
I don't want to be stabbed in the back by him."
Sakura and the short, skinny old man walked to a corner of the castle wall and stood down.
Sakura asked him respectfully: "Teacher Iwata, what are your orders?"
Yi Chen was secretly grateful.
If he hadn't learned a few words of Japanese recently in order to deal with the Yamaguchi group, he really wouldn't understand what Sakura said.
Old Man Iwata snorted grandly: "Sakura, you have been sent to Mount Fuji since you were a child.
I know your nature.
You are an excellent samurai, but you are not suitable to be an excellent leader.
You are sometimes too confused.
Why are you so close to that Chinese guy?”
Sakura looked at Iwata blankly: "Teacher, I don't care what you think of me, but Yi is my friend."
Iwata scolded him in a low voice: "Shut up, the Chinese are unreliable.
That Yi Chen is just using the power of your Yamaguchi-gumi to make money for him.
Look, how much benefit has he exploited from you?
Baga, you are You are a fool, Sakura, you are a fool.
You bought him a batch of arms and then bought him a passenger plane.
You are really a fool."
Sakura frowned: "Teacher Iwata, everything Yi gave me is what we need.
Your statement makes no sense.
Although Yi is from China, he is my friend."
Iwata slapped Sakura hard in the face, and Iwata growled in a low voice: "Shut up, you bastard.
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Don't think that because you are now the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi in London, you dare to contradict me.
Inside Iwata There’s nothing I don’t know about...
Yamaguchi’s illegitimate son, you think you’re a bastard, you’re actually making friends with the Chinese.”
Sakura lowered her head heavily and shouted loudly: "Hey, thank you for your teaching."
Iwata muttered: "Remember, Sakura, don't trust that guy, huh...
But, although I know that you are the child accidentally created by that boy Iwata, after all, you are my apprentice, and I will take care of you.
As long as you listen to me wholeheartedly, I will support you in becoming the head of the Lin family.
Think about it yourself."
Iwata stroked his beard and walked back proudly.
Yi Chen sneered, it seemed that this old ghost was unwilling to be left alone and wanted to control Ying.
Seeing that Yingying wanted to be friends with him, he simply exposed Yingying's privacy and attacked his psychological defense.
He was indeed a bastard.
Sakura stood there, her clothes fluttering.
He slowly raised his head, a pair of beautiful big eyes flashing with black brilliance revealed murderous intent, and his long hair flew in the air like a snake.
Yi Chen looked at this scene and thought: "Hey, why don't you take the opportunity to kill this old ghost Iwata...
It can increase the hatred between the Japanese and the Holy See appropriately.
It's best, it's best to put the bodies of both parties."
Let’s be together.
Do you want to ask Sakura what she means?”
Ying came back with a normal expression, but Yi Chen was still keenly aware of his slightly trembling hands.
Yi Chen greeted him with a smile: "Ying, come here, come here, we have prepared good wine here."
Sakura came over with a stiff smile and sat down gently.
The mature Dracula poured Sakura a glass of wine and muttered: "Child, are you in trouble?
I see that your face is not very good."
Okay, okay, the capillaries on my face are a little clogged, so I’ll get a slap in the face.”
Yi Chen looked at Ying with a smile, and suddenly asked him straight to the point: "Do you want my people to kill your teacher?"
Sakura was stunned for a moment, trembling all over, and carefully looked around, and found that Yi Chen and Dracula's men were nearby, and quickly whispered: "Shh, how can you say this to these masters in the camp now?
They are all trained by Mr.
Iwata.
Apart from his own family, he is the most loyal.
Why do you ask that?"
Yi Chen smiled and said: "Well, I think you don't look good, and the old gentleman seems to be very arrogant.
If you give me a dollar, I think Mr.
Dracula will be happy to help, right?"
Mr.
Dracula, that old gentleman’s blood must be very nourishing.”
Dracula muttered: "There is no benefit to me killing him.
Although a human being is worthless, it is not cost-effective to attack a human master for a dollar."
Yi Chen beguiled him and said: "How could there be no benefit?
If this dead old man is killed, Ying's masters will definitely think that it was someone from the Holy See who did it, and they will definitely take it out on someone from the Holy See.
Originally, they only have a lot of power.
Maybe you can get 12 points.
Wouldn’t it be a wonderful thing to be able to kill the people of the Holy See?”
Sakura looked stupidly at Yi Chen and Dracula discussing the issue.
Yi Chen was a little too poisonous and simply threw Sakura away, completely assuming that he had promised to kill Iwata.
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Sakura stammered: "Yi, on this issue, we have to..."
Yi Chen interrupted Ying's words with a wave of his hand like a fly, and said to Dracula with a smile: "Also, you see, after killing him, you can have a nice drink of blood.
The blood of such a powerful human being must be You're willing to try it, aren't you?
What's more, we can bring trouble to the people of the Holy See."
Dracula nodded slightly, he was already a little persuaded.
Sakura licked her lips and said anxiously: "Yi, you can't just do it like this...
Mr.
Iwata is very powerful and a master."
Yi Chen lightly provoked: "Oh, it turns out you are afraid that Mr.
Dracula can't deal with him.
Well, this is also a problem."
Dracula's expression changed, and he said gloomily: "You said that I can't deal with a human Yi.
You are insulting me.
You must be."
Yi Chen said easily: "Well, for one dollar, you go and kill him and let me see...
Look, he was bullying our children just now, right?
Sakura, don't you want to kill him?
Well, kill him, You can become the real leader of these people, right?
Now among these people, you have the highest status, right?
Maybe, after this duel is completed, you can find an excuse to let those super masters belonging to the Lin family stay in London.
Is it a bad thing to increase your own strength?"
Sakura closed her eyes and began to think deeply, while Dracula had already begun to gnash his teeth.
He was thinking: "Yi actually said that I can't kill a dead old man?
See how I play with him...
Well, cause trouble, cause trouble, cause trouble To the people of the Holy See, then, send people to snatch two low-level clergy from the Holy See, and then let the three of them die together, eh, what a perfect plan."
Sakura's expression changed rapidly.
He nodded heavily and said, "Then, please...
I don't have any feelings for him."
He reached for his pocket, and then found out in embarrassment that there was something on his body.
Not even a single note.
Yi Chen easily summoned Jester, took out a few coins from his body and gave them to Dracula, and said with a smile: "Mr.
Dracula, I'm leaving it to you...
Jester, you are so embarrassed. , I don’t even have any large coins on my body.”
Dracula stared at the coin in his hand dumbfounded and said viciously: "Yi, you said it was one dollar, so what do you mean now to insult me for not knowing how to count?"
Yi Chen said matter-of-factly: "When I was an agent for the killer business, I always took a commission of 25.
Is there anything wrong?
Look, I gave you an amount of 80, but I still got 5 less."
Jester nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Dracula, this is the rule on the road, don't you know?
You pampered zombie aristocrats..."
Chekov quickly came over and interjected with a playful smile: "How can you know the difficulties of those of us who are just living for a living?"
Yi Chen gave each of them a kick, kicked them away, and said with a smile: "Look, this is perfect.
Tonight, um."
Sakura nodded silently and looked at Dracula.
Dracula rubbed his hands angrily, crushed the coins into pieces, and threw them away with his hand.
After lunch, Ying began to implement Yi Chen's plan to expose all public personnel.
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As a result, all of Sakura's subordinates jumped out happily, dancing with swords and guns in front of the barracks or on the walls of the castle.
It was so lively.
The other people in the barracks also came out from time to time.
In less than an hour, Arthur and the others had calculated the specific number of Sakura and the others.
Hagen chuckled happily: "These idiots, we found out the details just like this.
However, they have many masters over there..."
He frowned instinctively.
Skell also nodded: "Yes, most of us here are not members of the referee system.
If we fight hand-to-hand, our subordinates may suffer."
Troy shook his head: "Maybe we should ask the Holy See for support."
Skell's heart trembled, and he quickly said: "There is no support.
Lord Galanti said that the main force will be in the Holy See.
We only have so many people on our side."
How dare he tell Troy that Galanti is simply a fake news He ordered people to be mobilized for him.
After a whole afternoon of fussing, night fell quietly.
The lights in the barracks on both sides were brightly lit, and Arthur and the others were praying for something honestly, probably their evening homework or something else.
In Dracula's tent, they set up a card table and were gambling again.
Among them, Chekov and a group of people were the loudest.
They were simply unwilling to lose money or were caught stealing cards.
Wait a bunch of bullshit.
As for Phil and Gore, they got a dead wood pile from somewhere and enthusiastically cut it into a wooden drum.
They beat wildly there, stripped off their upper bodies and shouted weird tunes.
A batch of four Special masters from the big family were joining in the fun, clapping their hands and shouting.
Moreover, they all committed the old Japanese habit of drinking as much as they could when they were happy, and their stomachs could not hold two ounces of white wine, so they all started shouting drunkenly.
Kane, on the other hand, was bored and practiced his fists alone in the woods next to the barracks.
His roaring fists shattered big trees, making the sound of big trees collapsing, and the sound of frightened birds flying away.
It's so noisy that my ears hurt. . .
The commotion reached midnight, and the people on Arthur's side couldn't bear it anymore.
They walked out of the mobile home angrily and looked angrily at the messy barracks over there.
Troy smiled bitterly: "These people who are addicted to sin...
The world is indeed too filthy and noisy."
A group of ascetic monks nodded in unison, smiling bitterly and saying nothing.
Arthur shook his head and whispered: "It's okay if they are making trouble like this.
At least the two attackers can't sneak over during the day...
However, I still suspect that the attackers have something to do with them."
Murphy was silent for a while and shook his head: "Whether it matters or not, we have to be careful.
According to the style of the Japanese, they will never wait until the date to duel us openly.
Tomorrow, I will conduct a detailed survey I'm afraid they've set up magic traps on the terrain of the castle, so we need to check every corner with holy light."
Several people nodded, and Troy ordered: "Seeing that their interest is still high, it is impossible to stop for the time being.
Let's go and have a rest.
If you close the functions of your five senses a little, you won't be able to hear the noise.
Alas... ” These senior people all went to rest, and only those who kept vigil looked at the noisy crowd in front of them with great anger.
The two deacons of the tribunal walked around the barracks for a few times in boredom, and whispered: "They are too shameless.
Although we are not so-called knights, at least before the duel, you must maintain a little bit of control over your opponent."
How can you respect yourself and behave like this?"
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"If Mr.
Troy hadn't ordered us, I would have really wanted to try fighting with one of their people first."
A ghostly and feeble voice came over: "No chance, idiot."
Four powerful arms suddenly flashed out from behind them, tightly covering the necks of the two unlucky deacons, and pulled them away.
It was lifted off the ground and then pulled into the woods.
Shabiya and Kru, who had been forced to hide under Chekov's bed for a whole day, were so angry that they almost strangled the two unlucky low-level deacons to death.
And here, taking advantage of the commotion, Yi Chen sneaked out of Dracula's tent, and Dracula had transformed into a small white-gold bat and hid in Yi Chen's long hair.
Zhizhi said loudly: "Damn it, why would that old Japanese man come up with such an idea?
I can defeat him head-on."
Yi Chen ignored Dracula's complaints and cautiously approached Iwata's tent like a ghost.
This old guy has a quirk.
No one is allowed to stay near the tent, and his tent is close to the edge of the camp and is lonely.
Yi Chen gently flicked his fingers at the tent exit and called out in a low voice: "Mr.
Iwata, come with me."
A little further out, a dozen bats have worked together to emit dark magic, blocking out the nearby light and sound.
The lurking special ninjas didn't notice any movement, and Yi Chen had already hidden himself in the woods with Iwata, who was sneering on his face.
When Skye and the others saw Yi Chen leading the people away, they flew lazily in the air for a while, squeaked maliciously at Arthur, and rushed back to the tent where the gambling was going on.
Yi Chen led Iwata towards the deep mountains with relaxed steps.
Iwata sneered and whispered, "You don't have to go so far, China boy.
What do you want from me?"
Yi Chen said nothing and continued to walk forward.
Iwata hesitated for a moment, listened carefully, and found no one else nearby.
He felt relieved again, and followed him boldly.
However, even though he was relieved, he still used all his strength and was ready to respond at any time.
Dracula's little claws grabbed Yi Chen's earlobe and muttered: "Well, where should I start?
This old man's blood is strong.
I like it.
It's a good piece."
Food.
Well, no, the neck, this way of eating is too vulgar; no, the wrist, there are too many tendons there, it’s not delicious; take out his heart, and then suck it in the air.
Well, this old man is dark, is there any bath" Yi Chen frowned tightly, "You usually behave like a super noble, but now when you see delicious food, you are even more wordy than Chekov.
What the hell?"
Yi Chen walked easily to a small valley and finally stopped.
Iwata looked around and said arrogantly: "Well, Shina boy, why did you bring me here?
Do you want to deal with me with your little effort?
Let me tell you first, ordinary firearms are useless against me. " Yi Chen took a few steps forward, looked at Iwata with a flattering smile, bowed and said: "Dear Mr.
Iwata, I heard Mr.
Sakura say today that you seem to have a little misunderstanding about me.
Well, in fact, I admire the Empire of Japan very much.
Culture.
Why do you hate me?”
Iwata laughed: "Baga, it turns out you are...
Well, you admire us very much, so you can be regarded as an obedient citizen of the Japanese Empire...
If you are willing to obey my leadership, of course I will call you Sakura I'll take good care of you."
Iwata felt happy.
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It turned out that Yi Chen was afraid of being embarrassed by surrendering to his subordinates, so he took him far away. . .
Understand, understand, Chinese people always have to pay attention to face sometimes.
Yi Chen took a few steps closer and said with a smile: "Of course, my subordinates and I admire the erotic culture of the Japanese Empire very much."
Yi Chen's body leaned forward slightly, and he had already started.
Iwata was pouting.
Why are Yi Chen's words so weird?
Apart from porn culture, doesn't the Empire of Japan have anything better?
This guy is teasing me, right?
Iwata had just come back to his senses when a strong gust of wind hit him.
Iwata was horrified.
He looked up and saw that Yi Chen's long hair was flying strangely, and his body was emitting soft fluorescence all around.
When he raised his hands and feet, a strong wind overflowed.
A punch came from the face, and the energy was released.
Suddenly, it actually enveloped his whole body, and the force that he held back but didn't spit out could strike any part of his body at any time.
Iwata Dakai said: "Baga Yalu, why didn't I see that you are also a good player?"
He raised his fist and struck out with his palm, and a strong wind struck Yi Chen with a searing wave of air.
Yi Chen screamed and laughed strangely: "Tsk, tsk, I stole the Dunjia Tianshu from China.
I practiced it well, and I actually have three flavors.
I'm really hot."
Yi Chen smiled and punched Iwata's palm wind.
Iwata snickered, "You are so young, how much skill can you dare to compete with me?
You know where our skills come from, so what?"
Iwata exhaled and spoke.
He let it out without reservation, and suddenly, a column of red light as thick as a palm, mixed with the sound of thunder, rushed toward Yi Chen like a fire dragon.
Yi Chen was so light that the fist wind and the fire dragon had not come into contact at all, and he had already somersaulted out.
Then, a white-gold light flew from his shoulder to Iwata's face, and a strange and piercing roar was heard.
Dark power enveloped the surroundings.
Iwata almost vomited blood because Yi Chen's powerful punch was actually a false move, which made him too angry.
And the monster that rushed towards him was too powerful.
Dracula screamed strangely, and gradually transformed from a bat into a human form in the air, and then hit the old man Iwata in the heart with a straight punch.
To talk about how Iwata became the leader of the four major families, he originally threw all his skills at Yi Chen.
At this moment, he took a sharp breath.
As the true energy circulated, his body suddenly became full of strength and he was beaten hard.
Dracula punched and took advantage of the situation to retreat wildly.
Dracula cursed loudly: "Damn it, if I hadn't been afraid of beating you to death and your blood would be stale, I would have killed you directly...
Don't run away, you are my midnight snack."
Iwata looked at Dracula with fangs protruding from his mouth in horror, thinking: "This is the so-called vampire.
How dare you underestimate me and treat me as food."
Iwata waved his hand, and there was also a gust of evil wind.
Rising from the ground, a plume of black smoke rushed towards Dracula.
Yi Chen had already landed there.
When he saw Iwata using the secret method to deal with Dracula, he immediately clapped his hands and shouted: "Mr.
Dracula, be careful.
People eat pork, but there are also many people."
He was injured by a wild boar."
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Dracula is so furious.
Yi Chen is yelling beside you.
He is not going to eat midnight snacks anymore.
His eyes are red, and the clothes on his back are suddenly torn by two huge bat wings.
He looks up to the sky and howls.
Yell, punch out.
A black electric pillar collided with Iwata's black smoke, and there was a subtle crackling sound.
Countless undead souls could be seen running away in the black smoke, and were later reduced to nothing by Dracula's dark power. . .
Iwata had already had a chance to breathe, and with a strong breath, he was about to rush towards Dracula.
A bolt of black lightning struck down from the sky, and a shrill sword wind reached Iwata's back in an instant as if it was about to tear the entire world apart.
Iwata was shocked, how could someone come down from such a high place to attack him?
He didn't have time to think so much.
The extremely sharp sword light penetrated from the back of his heart and the front of his heart, and then slashed down along the spine.
Then he waved his hand upwards, and Iwata's whole body was split into pieces.
Two slices.
Yi Chen shrugged his shoulders and said easily: "Okay, it's done...
Hey, you guys..."
Sakura was sheathing her sword and smiling when Dracula's punch from the opposite side landed in front of him without any fancy.
Looking at Dracula's silent face, she didn't know whether he did it on purpose or unintentionally.
Ying Da was horrified.
It was not pleasant to be punched by a high-level vampire for no reason.
Sha Yue hurriedly unsheathed her sword, let out a low groan, and laid out thousands of layers of sword nets.
There was a jingling sound, and after about five seconds of fist-sword exchange, Dracula frowned and drew back his fist, muttering: "What a sharp sword, what a good thing...
But, You shouldn't waste my food, you split him open, what a waste, such good blood."
Drops of blood dripped from his fist and dissipated in the air.
Sakura's wrist also became numb, and she murmured: "It's such a hard fist, but luckily I wasn't hit by him.
It's such a terrifying creature."
And here, Yi Chen had already begun to examine Iwata's body.
He smiled, and a faint holy light suddenly appeared on his hands.
Although it was weak, it was indeed the real holy light.
Then these holy lights gathered into the holy light sword. , slowly cut up the two pieces of Iwata's body, cutting them as if they were struck head-on by a holy sword.
Dracula looked at Yi Chen dumbfounded: "Satan above, you don't believe in God, why can you use holy power?"
Yi Chen looked at him strangely: "Why do you have to believe in God?
Mr.
Jester, he worships Satan.
If you want, his reverse cross holy light can still be converted into holy power...
I, am, fooling around with him After such a long time, I have to learn something.
Don’t be surprised, my holy power is too weak, I can only kill one chicken, so I don’t bother to use it.”
After disheveling his hair coolly, Yi Chen stood up and said with a smile: "However, it is enough to forge a corpse.
Anyway, it only needs to leave a little trace of the holy power...
Well, there is still a lack of What?"
Sabia and Crew carried two poor low-level deacons and flew to the scene.
They laughed and said: "Master Dracula, we succeeded...ah, their blood tastes so good."
Yi Chen was stunned for a moment and exclaimed: "If you sucked their blood, wouldn't it mean that even an idiot could tell that they were killed by vampires?
Then why should we bring trouble to others...
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It's something like making trouble?
It’s best to let the other party discover the scene.
You are so stupid, don’t you know how to use this method?”
Crewe muttered: "We disdain to use this method."
Yi Chen said bitterly: "So in the Middle Ages, you were killed and fled all over the world...
Humph, bring the body and I will take care of it."
Dracula also gave Sabia and Crewe a fierce look, feeling very dissatisfied that they dared to suck blood when he didn't have a midnight snack.
It was really disrespectful to him.
Yi Chen took the two corpses, took out a dagger and cut them on their necks.
Then he grabbed half of Iwata's body and used his claws to claw at the necks of the two corpses, almost killing them.
Caught the head off.
Afterwards, Yi Chen punched the ground again and made craters.
It seemed that most of the blood had drifted away with the wind.
Then he stopped with satisfaction and placed the two corpses and the two pieces of corpses in a suitable position.
After the two deacons' swords were stained with a little bit of Iwata's blood, they ordered Dracula to break them with one hand and throw them aside.
Yi Chen thought about it for a moment, picked up half of the broken sword, and struck Iwata with a few blows.
Then he stopped with satisfaction and waved to indicate that everyone could retreat.
Dracula ordered Sabia and Crewe to turn into bats, and stuffed them into his pockets fiercely.
He frantically pressed his pockets all the way, and walked towards the barracks, saying something sinister in his mouth.
Said: "You are really too bold.
When I, Grand Duke Dracula, have not yet enjoyed it, you actually dare to..."
Ying looked at Yi Chen and asked, "Yi, I really don't know.
You actually have good kung fu.
I really can't tell at all."
Yi Chen shrugged his shoulders and said slyly: "I can't help it.
You see, my subordinates are all pretty good, right?"
Sakura nodded repeatedly: "I think Mr.
Jester and the others are indeed masters.
They may not be as good as the senior people of the Holy See, but they are already much better than the special ninjas under me."
Yi Chen chuckled: "So, they taught me my kung fu.
There is nothing I can do.
They are afraid that I will be killed...Actually, today I just attracted Iwata's attention.
I don't dare In a head-to-head confrontation with him, I still know my own strength.
But Sakura killed Iwata with one sword today, which was really neat."
Sakura's face turned slightly red: "You're welcome.
If it weren't for the power of Shazuki, the real me wouldn't be able to defeat Iwata-sensei...
Besides, I jumped down from a height of two thousand meters to sneak attack.
I'm really sorry for him.
Old man, he is too rude.
He actually wants to annex our Lin family, how is that possible?"
Yi Chen smiled: "Of course, it's the family's interests.
Besides, Ying is very likely to become the head of the Lin family, so naturally we can't let him do whatever he wants."
Yi Chen easily planted another poisonous weed in Ying's heart.
Sakura murmured softly: "The head of the Lin family must be a direct relative of Mr.
Yamaguchi."
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Yi Chen heyed a few times but said nothing.
Sakura smiled and stopped talking.
Dracula grinned ferociously, crackling his pockets, and kicked away the stones on the road viciously
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