Extreme Yama System

Xue Wusuan slowly re-installed the technical documents in the study. ◢Щщш.suimeng.lā In the hall, the other two three-generation vampires who had awakened, Bathory and Giles, were staring at Jianchen and the other five.

"Let's go!" Feillard shouted anxiously to the two three-generation blood clans who had just woken up. But the effect is not good.

"Fei Lard, you may not be the opponent of that cultivator when you are yourself. But now we have three! Look at what these five Taoist elites are? Even if that person was stronger than you just now, he is not much better than you. Yes. Rest assured, this is the castle left by our ancestors, and we will defend it!"

"Bathori is right. Ferrard, the honor of the ancestors is symbolized here, and there is no room for us to back down!"

Facing the words of the two companions, Feillard was going crazy. He felt that his two companions must not have woken up, otherwise how could they say such a thing. Could it be that he can't tell the strength of the enemy's strength?

While Jian Chen and the five were on guard, they loudly greeted Xue Wusuan, saying that the three vampires had already gathered and asked him to come back quickly.

Feillard's eyes were splitting, and he made a quick decision in his heart.

"Bathory, Giles, I can't accompany you to die. The honor of the ancestors is the continuation of my family, not stupid waiting to die here. If you don't listen to my advice, then forget it. I will miss you in the future. "

"Ferrard! Are you going to run away?"

"No! Feillard, you are embarrassing the ancestors!"

But Feillard didn't answer any more, he turned his head and swept away from the gate. He had seen Xue Wusuan's terror. It was an incomparable strength. Change. Leave to live. Feillard is confident in his speed. As long as he leaves, no matter how powerful Xue Wushen is, he will never find him again.

"Bang!"

"what!"

First there was a muffled sound like hitting a wall, and then there was a scream. Followed by Feillard, who rushed out and was about to escape from here, he was bounced back like a bullet. Looking at the speed of the rebound and the screams of Feillard, it is estimated that this bounce was not light.

"Ferrard, are you alright?"

Before the companion's voice of concern fell, Feillard climbed out of the smashed walls. That miserable appearance startled Bathory and Giles.

I saw that Ferrad's body was attached to a golden flame, a thin layer, but it couldn't be extinguished. A wisp of black smoke was coming out of Ferrad's body, and even his clothes and skin were rapidly festering.

"No! Ferrard! Hold on!"

The two companions felt that the aura on Ferrad's body was weakening, and the powerful flesh of the three generations of blood was like a match in front of these golden flames.

Ferrad stared blankly at the flames on his body, which were stained by his own collision with the invisible wall just now. The maggots of the tarsus quickly eroded his body. The power of the vampire is useless in the face of these flames. Seeing the two companions desperately trying to help put out the fire, Feillard felt bleak in his heart. ..

Perhaps, today is the day the blood clan will be destroyed?

"Don't waste your bloodline power. Bathory, Gilles, this kind of fire can't be extinguished, you stay away from me, once they get on you, you will be like me."

"Feillard, what happened just now? Who plotted against you?"

Facing such inquiries, Feillard felt even more bitter. The two companions are still floating in the clouds, and today is really doomed.

No need to explain Feillard. Xue Wusuan, who had already packed his things, walked out of the study with a half cigar in his mouth. Seeing Feillard, who was half squatting on the ground, covered in fire and smoking, and already two other vampires, he opened his mouth and said with a smile: "This fire of yang qi tastes good, right? Don't worry, with the strength of your flesh, burn it again. It will take a few hours to clean up, don't worry, if you have any last words, you can say it slowly."

"presumptuous!"

Have Bathory and Gilles ever been mocked by a human they have always looked down on? Even if this person should be the mysterious master Xue Wusuan mentioned by Ferrad, they are not afraid.

Vampires are the most powerful creatures, how could they not be able to defeat mere humans?

Clap, two crisp slaps, accompanied by the figures of Bathory and Giles flying upside down. Moving towards the gate, he slammed into it uncontrollably, and in an instant he followed in Feillard's footsteps.

In the face of two words that wanted to rush up to make a quarrel, Xue Wu was not in the mood to talk nonsense. Fan away is.

He caught the fire of Yang Qi, and was pulled back by Xue Wusuan with his magic power, and threw it to Ferrad's side. Now all alive, the three-headed vampire has turned into three torches.

Ignore the words of these vampires. Ruthless words, begging for mercy, or anything else, Xue Wusuan didn't care.

In his opinion, the kind of blood race is a complete failure. The physical body is strong, but he cannot continue to strengthen his self-cultivation. He can only rely on the black magic of the sect and his own blood power. reproductive capacity is zero. The number is pitifully small, only three, and there is no use value at all.

"Okay. I'll give you the things again, so don't lose them again. Well, those three-headed vampires can still be burned for a while. If you are willing to go up and take revenge yourself, you can go after a while." Xue Wu After handing over the technical data that he got back to Jian Chen, he added a sentence with a smile.

Seeing that the things had been taken back by Xue Wusuan, Jian Chen and the others were naturally not in a hurry. , they do want to cut off the heads of the three vampires with their own hands, but they don't mind making the three bugs suffer a little more.

Seeing that there is no hope of surviving, the three-headed vampire still wants to fight back. If it can't kill Xue Wusuan, at least a few other monks will be killed, right?

But the result? Just as they were about to move~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a tyrannical force pressed them to the ground and could not move. Sora had all the strength, and could only be watched and laughed by Jian Chen and the others, who were weak in their eyes, and was slowly burnt into confusion by the flames on his body.

"This is what happened when you provoked my Dragon Tiger Mountain Gate! Now it's my turn to take revenge on my disciples!"

Jian Chen smiled grimly, and with a stroke of the long sword in his hand, he cut off Ferrad's head first. And Feillard, who was in a different place, was still burning, and after a while, he became nothing, and was burned to the point where nothing was left.

After that, the other two and three generations of blood races also ended up in the same way. The only difference is that they didn't understand how they got into this fatal disaster until they died.

The death of the three-headed blood clan can be regarded as the end of the whole incident. The rest is the price Longhushan needs to pay. Jian Chen's five people knew this.

Even as a bachelor, Jian Chen knew that Xue Wusuan's debt was unbearable. After killing all the enemies, the first thing Jian Chen did was look at Xue Wusuan and asked, "Xue boy, things are done. I thank you for your help. Now you can say your reward. As I said before I came here, I, Longhu Mountain Gate, will never bargain."