He was none other than the King of the Blood Clan, Prince Clarke's father, Clark Sr., who had been trapped in the tomb for more than a century. Who could have believed that this blood overlord who was younger than his son would hang out in a nightclub.

"It's a wonderful time, more than a hundred years of changes, more than thousands of years ago, I was shocked, I wandered among them with hunger, feeling and knowing this emerging era of technology. The air is no longer fresh, the blood is muddy, and we are still there. Old Clarke, who looked up and embraced the night sky with open arms, was impassioned.

A blood-colored bat cut through the night, flapping its wings and squeaking twice on his shoulder, its eyes flashing red.

He lowered his arms, slowly turned around, and motioned for the two kneeling men to get up.

Alston and Balk stood up respectfully, and the former said, "I didn't expect you to be here in person." ”

Old Clark said with a deep gaze: "The spirit wand and the key to the Gate of Legends are on the same person's body, and your delay in getting hold of it makes me a little uncomfortable, is it the shime reason that makes you so incompetent?" ”

Balkmer was silent, it was rare to see him so honest, it was really because he was facing the supreme existence of the blood clan, awe, fear.

"The power of the spirit staff is very powerful, we don't dare to face it directly...... "Auston recounted what happened in Wudang.

Old Clark said indifferently: "I can't even tell the truth of the spirit rod, so I scared you like a quail yiyàng, it seems that it is a very distant thing to let you force my real opponent out, you have disappointed me too much." Clark didn't seem in a hurry to get me out of the grave. ”

The two of them were silent, silently accepted the criticism, and it was not good to make a shime evaluation of the guānxi of the two fathers and sons, people bijing is father and son, who zhidào what do people think in their stomachs.

"Is that Caesar still in Wudang?" Old Clark asked.

Auston replied, "It should still be there." ”

"Take me to him, and I'll help you solve some minor obstacles on your own." Old Clark said lightly.

"Yes!" Auston yidiǎn head. He asked again, "Do you need to notify Clark?" ”

Old Clark shook his head and said, "I don't want to show my face until my real opponent Méiyou comes out, because I don't want to frighten him." Give him a chance to run away and hide. If you make a move, you have to catch him, and I will give him back a thousand times the pain he has endured. ”

Auston quickly walked to the car and opened the back door. Greet old Clark to his seat, and then step forward with Balke.

Balk started the car and quickly exited the alley, turned around, and went straight to Wudang.

The night was bleak and shrouded the entire Wudang Mountain. The insects around were loud, the mountains were quiet and towering, the wind and waves were passing through the ears, and the Wudang disciples who were shuttling and patrolling raised their swords and looked around.

Although there are grievances in someone's difāng, and there are rivers and lakes in the difāng with grievances, this place is a place of cultivation compared to the outside world, but the morning bell and dusk drum do not make Lin Zixian feel calm. On the contrary, I feel that it is a little boring to stay here.

But he still decided to hide here for the time being, not because he was afraid of Clark and them, he was not afraid of open swords and guns, but because he was worried that hidden arrows would be difficult to prevent, and he faintly sensed that there was a black hand behind the scenes who was helping Clark lead the way. The energy didn't seem to be small, so he had to be vigilant, so he was ready to wait for the masters of the eight major factions to come.

In order to stabilize people's hearts, Ruyun Zhenren summoned the backbone to state Rufeng's crimes, and the five elders came to testify to prove that Rufeng, the scum, was innocent. Lin Zi sat idle in a corner to listen.

With the five elders coming forward, everyone naturally will no longer have shime doubts, but they can't help but sigh a little. Especially the disciples of the same vein, who are in the same vein, are sad, the master has such a thing and hangs up, if it is not very good, everyone's future in Wudang is estimated to end here.

At the end of the meeting, Ruyun Zhenren asked everyone to fulfill their duties and strengthen the patrol and security of Wudang.

Everyone dispersed, and Lin Zixian also came out behind the crowd and went back to Ziji's guest room to rest. A bag that does not leave the body, and it contains 'nuclear weapons' at a critical moment.

In the middle of the night, a figure rushed into the back mountain of Wudang like a ghost, silently avoiding the patrolling disciples, and approached the heavy ground alone.

A disciple who was taking a shower naked by the stream could not react when he was swept into the forest like a gust of wind by the figure that came by.

After some questioning, the person who came directly broke the disciple's neck and slowly walked out of the forest. Under the bright moonlight, he was dressed in black, wearing a black top hat, a mask covering his face, and an extra cloak and sword, and he was dressed as a pure Zorro, a Western-style night walker.

Walking out of the woods to make his way, the Nightcrawler disappeared in place, and sprang past the ridge with a phantom shadow, scurrying to the sporadic lights ahead. On the way, they were lurking or lurking, and it can be said that the master of the arts was bold, and the disciples who patrolled back and forth found it alone.

There were two disciples on duty outside the courtyard of Lin Zixian's guest house, and a figure came coming, and before the two disciples could make a sound, they were grabbed by the neck by both visitors and brought into the courtyard together. As soon as the hands of the people who came came loosened and their necks were crooked, Yijing fell to the ground in the courtyard.

In a room with lights on, Lin Zixian was lying on the bed with his legs on his legs pondering things, and after hearing the slight sound of falling to the ground outside, he suddenly sat up alertly.

As soon as he reached out and grabbed the backpack on the side, the door of the room slammed, and he pushed open the door frame and fell on the wall next to him.

The night ranger Yijing, who had the style of Zorro, appeared in the room, stared at Lin Zixian and asked, "Caesar?" ”

Lin Zixian was surprised by the other party's speed, and when he saw the other party's blue eyes, he immediately took out the 'Pope's Scepter' from his bag.

Swish! The other party instantly came to his eyes and grabbed the scepter in his hand.

In a hurry, Lin Zixian slapped the 'Eight Stacks of Incense Palms' angrily into the other party's chest, and the person who came raised his elbow and took Lin Zixian's palm hard.

Rumble! As a result, Lin Zixian was directly shocked, smashed the wooden window, and flew out of the yard.

Nightcrawler shook his arm that was a little numb, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, he didn't expect the other party to have this skill at such a young age.

However, what excited him the most was the 'Papal Scepter' in his hand, but he soon found that something was wrong, and at a glance he saw that the color on the scepter was not the original color, and there was a difāng with paint off, and he saw that he held the scepter with both hands and twisted it, and the scepter immediately became a twist.

"Fake!" Anger flashed in the Night Ranger's eyes, and gǎnjiàoziji was tricked.

The twist scepter slammed out of the window and flew into the courtyard to turn over and rise in the courtyard. Lin Zixian volleyed his legs in the air and kicked them away, and the soles of his feet shook numbly.

And the nightcrawler Yijing drilled through the window and shot out, the speed was extremely fast, and he grabbed Lin Zixian's neck.

There are too many people who come to be taller than ziji, "Come on!" Lin Zixian roared angrily and spread around, and at the same time was about to risk his life to fight.

Turán, two figures flipped into the air, and the two of them came together, flying with both palms, two fists and four hands, and quickly intercepted.

The movement was really fast as thunder, and the two sudden figures faced the Night Ranger with fists and kicks like the wind, and the two sides made more than a dozen moves in an instant, blocking the Night Ranger's attack on Lin Zixian.

There were a few thuds, and each side took a few steps back, and the Nightcrawler looked at the two of them with some surprise.

Lin Zixian also looked at the two people blocking in front of Ziji with a stunned face, and there were two masked people?

The two people in front of him are also black-clothed and masked, one is burly, the other is tall, both of them are like an abyss, although they are masked, they also show extraordinary bearing, and they are first-class martial arts masters at a glance.

These two people are obviously here to help Ziji, with this skill, are they one of the old men of Wudang? ruguo is, also méiyou in ziji's house masked truth, not to mention look at the figure does not look like it.

This scene made Lin Zixian a surprise, and today I saw it, the people who showed up were all top masters, not to mention, and they were all dressed as masked people, one Western-style masked man, two Chinese-style masked people.

Yijing outside was alarmed by the movement here, and the figures in the fields were longing and ran quickly.

The nightcrawler clenched his fists and snapped, his gaze staring straight at Lin Zixian.

The burly masked man shook his hands, as if he had changed his magic, and his ten fingers instantly put on sharp golden claws, revealing a hideous edge.

The tall masked man carried it around his waist, and a soft sword was instantly unsheathed and swept in his hand, and the slightly trembling sword body shone in the moonlight.

The two masked man masters obviously met a strong opponent, and as soon as they fought, they directly showed their weapons.

The nightcrawler rushed straight in, swept out the thunderstorm with a heavy fist, and bombarded the two of them, trying to force the two of them away and take Lin Zixian directly.

The tall masked figure changed, his body and sword were united, the sword light took off, and the shaking cold light condensed a silver thread and swept across the opponent's throat.

The burly masked man stretched out his arms, brought out ten strands of gold with his ten fingers, and rushed over angrily, directly colliding with the other party. In the flying flash, the claws open and close, grasping, sweeping, taking, and hooking, like a wild eagle dancing.

One sword, two claws. One silver, one gold. Like a mad eagle, like a dragon. The two joined forces to attack, like a dragon and a golden phoenix dancing together, one move was fierce and brutal, the other move was exquisite, learning from each other's strengths and weaknesses, and angrily trapped the night ranger's fierce attack with his fists and feet like thunder.

Standing a few meters away, they could feel the fist wind swept by the rage, as well as the sword wind and claw intent that broke through the air, and the bluestone floor tiles paved on the ground continued to shatter under their feet, which could be described as earth and stone flying sideways.

Lin Zixian, who was so frightened by this face, quickly retreated, and a large number of footsteps came from outside, he jumped on the courtyard wall, but he was not in a hurry to go, such a master fight is rare to see, and it will definitely benefit a lot from watching more.

A group of Wudang disciples who rushed into the courtyard couldn't get close at all, they all retreated to avoid it, their eyes widened one by one, and they were speechless in shock, the fight of this kind of grade master was not something they could participate in at all.

Five figures shot rapidly from several directions one after another, and the five elders of Wudang flew and fell on the courtyard wall, and they were all shocked when they saw the fighting movement in the courtyard.

"Shime people dare to come to my Wudang to spread the wild!" Yu Xuan's stinky temper yijing couldn't help but drink it, and he was also full of anger!