Martial Doctor Supreme

Chapter 268 In the land of China, no alien race is allowed to run rampant!

Everyone's eyes turned to Yang Mu.

When Claire, Nia and the others were blushing with fear, Yang Mu's expression did not change from beginning to end, as if he was watching a circus performance.

In his eyes, middle-aged people with hooked noses are similar to monkeys performing acrobatic acrobatics.

"I know that you are an extraordinary person in China, not these bodyguards! But are you really going to oppose our Dracula family?

Also, why do you think you can beat us? "

The hook-nosed middle-aged man has a keen mind, observed Yang Mu's expression, and realized that this guy may be the most difficult one to deal with.

He said coldly: "To be honest, your special department in Huaxia is a bit difficult, and I don't want to get involved with the extraordinary people on your side.

But if you insist on meddling, then you are courting death, and I can only fulfill it. "

"I'm nosy, courting death?"

Yang Mu's expression sank: "Make it clear, you are standing in my yard now.

Come to me, trouble my friends, and tell me I'm nosy?

Aren't you running here to find fault.

Also, this is China, it's not your turn to be wild with these exotic vampires! Here, we Chinese people have the final say, and the dogs don't have to pay attention to your words.

understand? "

The eyes of the hooked-nosed middle-aged man became gloomy: "Isn't it necessary to continue talking?"

"From start to finish, I only thought your words were farting.

What is it that gives you the illusion that I might listen to you? "

Yang Mu sneered and asked back.

Claire, Nia and the others looked at Yang Mu in shock.

In their eyes, although Yang Mu is powerful, he is still just a human being, and can never be the opponent of a monster like the hook-nosed middle-aged man.

They were not shocked that Yang Mu was bold, but that he didn't take his own life seriously. If he annoyed the other party, he would die!

The hook-nosed middle-aged man was not provoked by Yang Mu, but the other four men and women were furious and rushed towards Yang Mu almost at the same time.

The members of the Dracula family are regarded as monsters in legends, but they regard themselves as gods and existences above ordinary people. Naturally, they cannot tolerate anyone who dares to speak to them like this.

"Be careful!"

Sophia looked at Yang Mu worriedly.

The hook-nosed middle-aged man looked at it coldly, neither blocking nor participating. In his opinion, Yang Mu was not qualified to let him shoot together.

A blood clan rushing in front, with his right hand like an eagle's claw, grabbed towards Yang Mu's heart.

His fingernails suddenly became long and sharp, looking very strange, with a cold glow, like a bloodthirsty blade.

However, before he could touch Yang Mu's chest, he was kicked and flew out by Yang Mu.

The other three blood clans were all taken aback by the speed of Yang Mu's movements, but their movements didn't stop, and they instantly formed a momentum of encirclement and suppression, shooting from different directions at the same time.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Before they could touch Yang Mu, they were in severe pain and gave them all out, like a ball that was thrown away.

The four blood clan members, who came fast, rolled faster, all lay on the ground in the blink of an eye, staring at Yang Mu in horror.

"The strength is a bit weak, the strongest is only the level of the seventh-rank ancient warrior.

So arrogant, I thought how powerful, dare to be like this? "

Yang Mu pouted and looked at the hook-nosed middle-aged man: "Next, is it your turn?"

The combat power of the seventh-rank ancient warrior is naturally not weak to ordinary people, and it can even be said to be as powerful as superhumans, so the pride of these blood clans is not without reason.

Don't look at Sophia's strength and speed comparable to the eighth-rank ancient warrior, but if she really does it, she can't even beat the ninth-rank ancient warrior.

Just because she has strength and speed, she doesn't know how to use it at all.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Claire said stunned: "What's the situation, among them, only the middle-aged person is more powerful?

The other four have ordinary strength? "

The fight just now happened in an instant, and Claire, Nia, and the others couldn't even see clearly, but when they thought about it, the four of them were no match for Yang Mu alone. compared to middle-aged people.

The hook-nosed middle-aged man is not a layman like them. He was taken aback by the speed, strength and subtle skills that Yang Mu just showed, and his face became fearful:

"Huaxia's innate ancient warriors? No! Huaxia's innate ancient warriors are basically very old, how can they be as young as you?"

"Don't you know that there is a kind of person in this world called a genius?"

Yang Mu gasped.

The hook-nosed middle-aged man's eyelids twitched, as if he didn't know how to answer the question, he let out a low growl, his eyes turned completely scarlet, as if there was viscous blood flowing inside, and in an instant, a groan grew on his back. Pair of black bat wings.

Bathed in the moonlight, his breath was even more ominous and ominous, and people were shrouded in fear.

"Can you still transform?"

Yang Mu was taken aback, even he did not expect that the other party could grow a pair of wings.

When the four guys made their shots just now, there was no such situation. Obviously, they did not deliberately retain their strength, but they couldn't do it.

That is to say, to grow this pair of wings, I am afraid that the strength needs to reach a certain level.

"However, the size of these wings is not large. They look more like decorations. I'm afraid they can't fly, right?"

Yang Mu asked curiously.

The hook-nosed middle-aged man snorted coldly: "With my strength, I really can't fly.

But to deal with you, my strength is enough. "

In other words, the strength of the blood clan, or the realm to a certain level, can fly with the help of wings?

Thinking about it carefully, the realm of the cultivator is high enough to be able to fly and escape, and it does not need to use wings at all.

Anyone who can fly with the help of wings can understand that it is possible to fly without the help of wings. In the eyes of the world, it is undoubtedly the real means of immortality.

The other rank four members of the blood clan who were defeated by Yang Mu had excited expressions on their faces.

Sophia looked worried and translated for Yang Mu: "They asked him to kill you, saying that you dared to take action against the vampires, which is the following crime.

He also said that the bloodlines of the Chinese people are despicable. Anyway, they have already killed a lot of people this time, and it doesn't matter if they kill another extraordinary person.

Tonight, they plan to leave Huaxia overnight! "

Yang Mu's face was completely gloomy. When he got serious, his temperament changed and became very terrifying, like an unsheathed sword, revealing murderous intent.

"You are killing people in my China?"

Yang Mu said coldly.

The hook-nosed middle-aged man grinned: "So what?

Our first ancestor was killed by your Chinese, which led to the downfall of the Dracula family!

If it weren't for that damn Chinese, our Dracula family would have long been the masters of Europe.

In our eyes, you Chinese people are just pigs and dogs waiting to be slaughtered. Why are you surprised by killing a few for fun? "

"Pig dog?"

Yang Mu's eyebrows jumped, and his voice was as cold as frost: "How many Chinese people have you killed these days?"

"Sixteen! What, you want to avenge them and kill us?"

The hook-nosed middle-aged man smiled sullenly, "Then just try it and see if you have that ability."

"Yang Mu! Be careful!"

Sophia exclaimed, "He is deliberately trying to attract your attention, look behind!"

Just when all Yang Mu's attention was on the hooked-nosed middle-aged man, the four blood clan members who were lying on the ground behind him, at some point, stood up.

Not only the strength and speed of the blood clan is amazing, but also the resilience, which is not comparable to ordinary people, and is stronger than most of the ancient martial artists.

In their hands, they all held a scarlet dagger with a skull pattern engraved on the handle, and swept towards Yang Mu silently. When Sophia reminded Yang Mu, they were already less than one meter away from Yang Mu.

"Go to hell, lowly Chinese bastard!"

The man in front of him grinned and stabbed Yang Mu's back with a short knife in his hand.

The hook-nosed middle-aged man showed a conspiracy-successful smile. Although the scarlet dagger is not a magic weapon, it is not an ordinary weapon either. With the addition of terrifying power, even steel plates can be pierced!

"You are not the first ancient warrior to die in my hands, and you will not be the last.

You Huaxia people are all idiots who are easy to be emotional, you know, another innate ancient warrior who died in my hands before, I want to cut off his wife's head in front of him.

As a result, he said that he was willing to give his life to me, and to give his life to me.

So, I killed him first, and then brutally murdered his wife.

In the words of you Chinese people, I let them have a company on Huangquan Road, and they are great good people! "

The hook-nosed middle-aged man was overjoyed and laughed out loud, only to laugh a few times before the sound stopped abruptly!