Chapter Eighty-One - Viscount LeBlanc
The moonlight was hazy and gradually obscured by the clouds.
George grinned, and a pair of fangs were even more exposed, looking a little weird.
"Huaxia martial artists are really arrogant, let me see, what qualifications do you have to say the rampant words here. ”
"Hehe, the blood of the Huaxia Grandmaster, I haven't enjoyed it yet!"
His figure vanished suddenly, merging with the inky darkness of the night, and the wind was as strong as a knife, destroying all the furniture in the room.
Mu Yang still walked towards Ni Keer and the two with an indifferent expression, ignoring George's severe pain.
A pair of scarlet eyes silently appeared behind Mu Yang, and George smiled hideously.
"Arrogant Huaxia Grandmaster, go to hell and regret it!"
"When the Grim Reaper of Hell swings his scythe at you, remember that Rose George sent you down!"
Before the words fell, George's hideous expression suddenly froze.
The gray thunder suddenly burst out, and a silver-gray arc flickered, which was extremely bright in this dark night, and the gray thunder turned into two thunder and lightning black dragons in the air, just for a moment, it swept over George's chest, easily entered from the front chest, and the back ran out, and then turned into a sky arc and dissipated.
LeBlanc's pupils shrank suddenly, and her red eyes were filled with horror.
George even covered the two holes in his chest, and the vitality that his blood clan was proud of was destroyed in an instant under the power of this thunder, not only that, but the thunder and lightning black dragon even swam around in his body before going out.
It's just that this wandering has burned all his internal organs.
Feeling himself getting weaker and weaker, the blood in George's pupils gradually faded.
"How is this possible?"
He roared with the last breath of strength, his body no longer had the strength to support him, and he fell to the ground with a thud, no longer a trace of life.
Mu Yang's face did not change after doing all this, as if it was just an easy look, and he didn't even look at George.
"Brother behavior!"
George's body fell to the ground, causing LeBlalan's charming face to stiffen instantly.
"He... Dead?"
LeBlan's voice was low, and there seemed to be anger beating again in her red eyes.
Although she didn't like her troublesome attendant very much, a piece of his original intention was dedicated to her, and at the moment when George fell, LeBlanc suddenly felt like his heart had been cut with a knife.
Mu Yang looked at LeBlanc lightly, "What, do you want to avenge him?"
On LeBlan's body, a trace of blood churned around him, setting off his charming appearance like a vampire demon.
"Grandmaster Huaxia, you have to pay for your actions!" LeBlanc took a deep breath, her long golden hair slowly fluttering in the air, "I swear by the divine might of Ancestor Cain!"
As the words fell, LeBlanc's figure disappeared in an instant.
Her figure was the same as George, instantly melting into the night, and the advantage of the blood clan in the dark night was incomparable to that of Huaxia martial artists.
Silent, there is no trace of trajectory to follow, even with the intuition of the innate grandmaster, it is impossible to sense the trajectory of the other party.
The night is like the world of LeBlanc, the dojo of the witch queen.
Mu Yang's expression was indifferent, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and in the next moment, the light of his red eyes appeared behind Mu Yang, and his nails were as sharp as knives, stabbing straight into his neck.
The sharpness of his nails, even if Mu Yang's neck was made of steel, would be torn and shattered under these ten fingers.
LeBlalan's eyes were full of forest, if his eyes could kill, I am afraid that Mu Yang would be dead by now.
Rumble!
The thunder that lingered in the gray arc exploded at this moment, and in Mu Yang's palm, wisps of chaotic power shot out from his palm, and these chaotic powers were extremely sharp, making Deleflex's expression change suddenly.
Seeing that he could kill Mu Yang, how could LeBlana let go of such an opportunity.
She bit her jade teeth lightly, and the cold light between her ten fingers tore apart the chaotic power that shot out, and when her fingertips touched Mu Yang's skin, the face of this tricky enchantress instantly turned pale.
It was as if the sensation of touching a diamond entered her brain, and this feeling was even better than that of a diamond.
Then, the body of this tricky enchantress was instantly poured out by the power of chaos.
The power of chaos was mixed with gray thunder, and the sound of thunder and lightning exploded, but LeBlanc's figure got rid of the power of chaos, and his figure appeared more than ten meters away, looking at Mu Yang with a frightened face.
When the strong clash with each other, you will know which is stronger and which is weaker in one round.
But LeBlanc now felt that the Huaxia Grandmaster in front of him was so terrifying?
She felt the paralysis on her body, and the pain of being torn apart by the thunder, and the power of these gray thunderbolts was still devouring the blood in her blood, and even made her have to use all her strength to slowly wear out these powers.
LeBlanc's face was full of solemnity, and he kept swallowing his saliva, and suddenly, a cry surpassed that of George before, and the power contained in this sound could instantly blast the brain of an ordinary person into a pulp, even the innate grandmaster, and it was enough to be stunned for a while.
LeBlanc's figure flickered, and at some point, a bloody dagger suddenly appeared in her hand, turning into a red light in the air and flashing, and in an instant, it was close to Mu Yang's body.
Mu Yang smiled faintly, his palm was glowing with a touch of dark gold, and he slapped it forward.
Rumble!
The next moment, the palm power exploded, LeBlanc's figure continued to flicker, and he retreated backwards, suppressed by this terrifying palm power, not only that, but from left to right of the villa, the wall was penetrated, and a palm print with a height of three meters faintly appeared.
The whole villa swayed in the night, and LeBlanc staggered to his feet from the rubble, the expression on his face changed to consternation.
"Who the hell are you?" LeBlanc gasped and looked at the figure in shock.
Before entering Huaxia, LeBlanc learned some about the joy of Huaxia martial arts.
Sujiang has always been the weakest region of Huaxia Martial Dao, and there is no grandmaster in this land, how could such a terrifying Huaxia grandmaster suddenly appear?
Even if Su Jiang was a famous Master Mu who had recently become famous and shocked the world in World War I, it shouldn't be such a coincidence, right? Su Jiang, who has a population of tens of millions, would have met the Master Mu who had killed three innate great masters so coincidentally?
Mu Yang smiled dumbly, and after a few moves, he remembered to ask who he was?
He slowly walked out of the villa, and under the silver moon, it was like an immortal descending into the world.
"My name is Muyang!"
Mu Yang's voice was indifferent and calm, and his eyes flashed with a hint of interest, looking at the beautiful woman in front of him who claimed to be a blood clan.
LeBlanc took a deep breath, a look of horror flashing across her face.
Mu Yang's surname is Mu ???
Is it really such a pastoral master?
Before she came, LeBlanc thought that even if she met the so-called Grandmaster Realm Great Master in Huaxia Martial Arts, an existence like an earl, although she couldn't beat it, she could still escape. As for this master of Su Jiang, she never took it seriously.
But only now did LeBlanc realize that he was really wrong.
This Master Mu is far more terrifying than she imagined.
"Damn spy, who said he was just a strong man who had just entered the viscount!" LeBlanc cursed in his heart.
But she was soon moved again, swift as thunder, passing through the night, and the blood-colored dagger turned into a bloody glow that flickered in the night sky, and the cold glistened with a glint of cold.
Her figure pulled out five afterimages in the night, which were solid.
A hint of surprise flashed in Mu Yang's eyes, "Distort the light and create illusions?"
Can you touch a trace of law in this mortal world?
In this night, being able to perform such an illusion can be regarded as some combat skills, after all, in the night, even the strongest martial artist cannot see the true and false bodies as clearly as in the daytime.
The five LeBlanches rushed towards Mu Yang at the same time, their blood-colored daggers pointed straight at their throats.
At the same time, these five LeBlanc emitted a sound wave at the same time, and five sound waves rushed from all directions, completely confusing people's senses.
If your eyesight and hearing are all disturbed, if you change to another grandmaster, you may already be in chaos in an instant, and you can only rely on what little sense you have left to find LeBlanc's traces.
The tricky enchantress is a bit interesting.
But it's a pity that she actually ran into a monster like Muyang.
Suddenly, Mu Yang seemed to be aware of it, and a faint glow of blood flashed in the night.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, he didn't mean to dodge, but the chaotic thunder in his hand condensed, and shot out to the opposite of the red light that flashed away.
Rumble!
Gray thunder flashed, and brilliant arcs of electricity flashed in mid-air, reflecting LeBlan's terrifying beauty.
The next moment, the tricky enchantress flew out like a cannonball, smashing several tires-thick trees along the way.
Ahh
As soon as LeBlanc opened her mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she looked at Mu Yang in disbelief.
She couldn't figure out how Mu Yang found her traces at all.
Mu Yang's eyes slowly fell on LeBlalan's body, distorting the light, creating a phantom body, touching a trace of Dao rules, sonic attacks, and in attack, he was even better at feints and killing moves.
If it is a battle of life and death, even if it is a congenital great master or a strong person of a half-step great grandmaster, I am afraid that there is a good chance that he will lose his life here.
But the only thing that can make Mu Yang interested is that this so-called Viscount of the Blood Clan can touch so much of the Dao rules, so what about the Viscount?
Mu Yang was a little impatient, if he could, he would like to catch a few to study now.
LeBlanc felt a slight chill in her heart, she knew that she was probably no match for this master pastor, and perhaps, she would have to use the dark magic of sacrifice to fight.
But that would be too much to pay, and LeBlanc gritted and hesitated.