"Little Blood, but that's it!"

Ling Yun was arrogant and proud, and deliberately with a provocative voice, it came into the ears of His Excellency the Marquis, so that in the sky, His Excellency the Marquis, who was already with a broken chrysanthemum, the chrysanthemum was tight and tight, and his face suddenly turned pale!

Seeing the figure of Ling Yun and the others, they quickly shot towards the east, a very difficult choice, placed in front of His Excellency the Marquis.

To chase, or not to chase?

His Excellency the Marquis brought twenty-three counts and two hundred and thirty viscounts over this time, but now, only two counts and ten viscounts were killed by Ling Yun, and the battle time was all counted, but it was only half an hour, which made His Excellency the Marquis feel like a dream, and he couldn't believe it at all.

Ling Yun is too fierce and too ruthless!

His Excellency the Marquis fully understands that even if he personally fights and fights Ling Yun in close quarters, even if he uses all the secret methods of the Marquis of the Blood Clan, it will still be a certain death!

There's no way, Ling Yun's Dark Blood Demon Knife is too domineering, not to mention the marquis's body, even if Grand Duke Dracula comes in person, he can't resist Ling Yun's knife!

What's more, Ling Yun still has the nightmare of the blood clan in his hands, the dark storm of the magic sword!

At this time, Chen Jianhui was quietly floating not far from His Excellency the Marquis, a pair of narrow eyes of the Yin Owl flickering with cold light, and he was thinking quickly.

Whether it was the twenty-nine mongrel bloodlines he had fooled back from the United States, or these bloodlines sent by Grand Duke Dracula, these bloods, no matter how many people died, Chen Jianqi would not feel distressed, he wished that Ling Yun's hatred with these bloodlines would become deeper and deeper, in this way, it would only be more beneficial to him and the entire Chen family.

Chen Jianhui was thinking about another question, "Fourth Young Master, which family in the capital has such an awesome Fourth Young Master?"

When Ling Yun fell back into the convex rock, Cui Lao was excited, and once shouted a sentence of the fourth young master, forgetting to use the sound transmission into the secret, although this voice was not very high, but it was heard by Chen Jianhui, who was born on the sixth floor.

Chen Jianhui knew that this powerful and mysterious enemy was obviously not from the Long family, because no matter how powerful the Long family was, they rarely acted in masks, and the people of the Long family did not like to hide their identities the most, they did not have this need.

"Could it be the mysterious fourth young master of the Ye family?"

But this is even more impossible, the fourth young master of the Ye family, a genius in the sky, has always been above the top, only obsessed with cultivation and fighting, and he doesn't bother to pay attention to such a thing as the struggle for secular power in Huaxia, so he won't care which family is on top, or which family is wiped out.

However, apart from the Long family and the Ye family, which family in the capital has such strength against the sky?

And this is not the most critical question, the most critical question is, why would this mysterious master help the Cao family and save Cao Shanshan?!

"He also saved the second master of the Ling family, Ling Yue!"

Chen Jianhui felt like a thunderbolt sounded in his mind, which made him frightened, he only felt that there was a flash of inspiration in his mind, but he was so full of confusion that he couldn't figure out who Lingyun was and which party he was helping.

"You two, take them and chase me!"

His Excellency the Marquis clutched the injured part of his butt in great pain, and finally made a decision through gritted teeth, and he asked the two counts, along with all the viscounts, to track Ling Yun from above.

Although he was frightened by Ling Yun's killing, even if he couldn't beat him, he couldn't let Ling Yun escape so easily, otherwise, His Excellency the Marquis suffered such heavy casualties that he couldn't explain to Grand Duke Dracula at all.

The two counts and the ten viscounts silently took the order, and all of them turned into bats and flew into the rain curtain in the east.

"Your Excellency the Marquis, in my opinion, we might as well move in the rescue troops, and although that masked man has killed many of us, he must have run out of strength now, otherwise, he would not have escaped......"

Chen Jianhui was respectful and flattering, but he was not without malice in his heart, and he was very vicious and offered advice to His Excellency the Marquis.

"Humph!"

His Excellency the Marquis was extremely annoyed, when he first met Chen Jiangui, he also said that he would let Chen Jiangui wait to watch a good show, but Chen Jiangui saw the "good show" of being killed by the other party, and he was embarrassed.

For the Bloodline who can carry out the initial embrace, their servants can indeed be described as infinite, but the value of the Bloodline is not in the amount, but in the age.

Generally speaking, the older and higher the rank of the blood servant, the greater the power, ability, strength, and territory of the blood clan.

Therefore, whether a blood clan is strong or not depends on itself on the one hand, and on the servant on the other.

However, the level of the servant also takes time to grow, unless it is a big lord who is more noble than the prince, it is possible to create a lot of earls at one time, and the level is lower than that of the big lord, and it is simply impossible to have a new earl.

As long as the blood clan with a level lower than the big lord, after giving the first embrace to the human race, it is already very remarkable that people can directly become a flying baron, the difference is only in the bloodline of the blood clan, because the bloodline determines the growth rate of the blood servant.

His Excellency the Marquis only had these twenty-three earl servants, and he was killed by Ling Yun in less than half an hour, if he wanted to cultivate so many more earls, it would take at least nearly a hundred years, how could he not be angry?

Chen Jianqi knew that His Excellency the Marquis was very angry and painful, so he deliberately pretended to be frightened and said, "Dear Your Excellency, I reminded you that the masked man is the nemesis of our blood clan......"

Chen Jianhui did remind the Marquis, but he didn't say that Ling Yun would be so terrifying, but this reason made His Excellency the Marquis dumb and couldn't say it.

Suddenly, Chen Jianhui's eyes shot a color of ecstasy, and he turned around sharply in the air, turning his head to look in the direction of due south!

Due south, it is naturally the direction of the capital.

Two kilometers below Chen Jiangui, a tall and mighty figure, is performing the ultimate light skill, stepping on the dense forest treetops to shoot out, even though the torrential rain is pouring, but still can't stop him at all, his toes are just a little on the leaves, it is hundreds of meters away, like lightning and fire!

"My second brother is here!"

There is no doubt that the person who came was Chen Jianjie's second brother, Chen Jianjie, the peak of the Chen family's innate eighth-layer.

Chen Jianjie didn't take the right path, he relied on his unparalleled achievements, and he rushed all the way from the Chen family's ancestral house in the south of the capital!

The distance of more than 100 kilometers, and after passing the Huairou District of the capital, there are continuous mountains and mountains, and the mountains are undulating, but Chen Jianjie has rushed here in less than half an hour since he received Chen Jianjie's summons, which shows how powerful his light skills are.

This is the strength of the innate eighth-layer peak master!

"Second brother!"

Chen Jiangui was overjoyed suddenly, quickly waved his wings, swooped down, and when he was more than thirty meters away from the top of the mountain, he obediently put away his wings and became no different from ordinary people, and honestly called Chen Jianjie a second brother.

"Hmph, what about the other party?!"

Chen Jianjie is 1.9 meters tall, tall and burly, with thick bones, extremely long arms, and a black and purple night suit.

On Chen Jianjie's right hand, he held a two-meter-long iron gun, the barrel of the gun was extremely thick, the tip of the gun was extremely sharp, it looked majestic, and it was very brave!

It's just that his two eyes, like everyone in the Chen family, have a touch of yin owl color that can't be hidden, which is almost the sign of the Chen family.

Chen Jianhao and Chen Jianjie have a complete hatred for the Western blood clan from the bottom of their bones, and the way they look at these blood clans is no different from looking at monsters or looking at bats.

This is the reason why Grand Duke Dracula arrived at the Chen family, Chen Jianhao and Chen Jianjie were still in the secret room, and they did not come out to greet him at all.

It's just that Chen Jianjie is Chen Jianjie's younger brother, and he has no choice.

Chen Jianhui naturally understood this, and he replied honestly: "Second brother, that kid's methods are too many, and he escaped ......."

Chen Jianjie snorted angrily again, glanced at His Excellency the Marquis with an unkind look, and then said with a slight sneer: "Idiot, no one snatched it back?!"

Chen Jianhui timidly replied: "Yes......"

"Bang!"

The barrel of the gun in Chen Jianjie's right hand fell down heavily, splitting the two-meter-square hard mountain rock pestle under his feet, and he scolded in a deep voice: "You said that you too, with my eldest brother and me, our Chen family is solid, if you listen to us and hide Cao Shanshan in the dungeon of the Chen family, where can this happen?!"

Chen Jianhui was speechless, blushing and hanging his head, Chen Jianhao and Chen Jianjie, how did they know the little abacus in his heart.

"Don't you all know how to fly, why can't you even snatch someone back from him......?"

Chen Jianjie suddenly swept his gaze, and his eyes suddenly flourished!

He saw countless arrows on the western side of the road, on the opposite cliff.

"What a powerful arrow, such a powerful force!"

Chen Jianjie was shocked, and at the same time, his face showed excitement, and his night clothes were flying in the rainstorm, and his body erupted with a shocking momentum!

I'm afraid that I don't know the goods, Chen Jianjie is thirty-three years old, and he has reached the peak realm of the innate eighth layer, although there are the accumulation factors that the Chen family has spent countless large amounts of money to buy various cultivation elixirs from the ancient martial arts sect, but he himself is indeed a person with excellent qualifications.

He had been cultivating in the Ancient Martial Sect for more than 20 years, so he was naturally well-informed, and just by looking at the arrows that Ling Yun shot into the cliff, he knew that the other party was a supreme master.

"Third child, you say, that kid? Is the other party very young? Didn't he say that he was an old man?"

"Second brother, I heard a masked old man, calling him the fourth young master, I think the age should not be too big, as for we have always thought of him as an old man, I think this is because he deliberately changed his voice......"

Chen Jianqi replied with a snort, and when he said this, suddenly there was a flash of inspiration in his mind!

"Oh my God, he'...... He walked away with Cao Shanshan, he, he wouldn't be ......"

Chen Jianqi knows better than anyone that except for Ling Yun, Cao Shanshan would rather die than let anyone touch her body!

Chen Jianhui was shocked for a while, Chen Jianhui was an extremely smart person, and he instantly remembered Cao Shanshan being held in the arms of the masked man, that kind of sweet, happy, satisfied, and proud intoxicated look!

Could it be that he is the boyfriend Cao Shanshan said in his mouth, Ling Yun?!