"Old ghost, you have been surrounded, obediently kneel down and beg for mercy, maybe we can make you die a happy death." Ouyang Jing shouted to Prince Ross.

"Humph! I don't know what is alive or dead, just a few of your men are defeated, and you want to kill us? It seems that the lesson I taught you last time was not enough! Prince Rose snorted coldly, his voice chilling.

"Shrimp! You old ghost, don't pretend to be a ghost here, the last time was the night of the full moon, and it was when you were at your strongest. Now there is not a single moon in the sky, and I see how rampant you are! Take off your pants and get ready to be spanked by us! Ouyang Jing rolled his arms and rolled up his sleeves.

The dignified Prince of the Blood Clan, who has always thought of himself as a noble existence, was ridiculed in front of him, and Prince Rose's face immediately turned hideous.

"Despicable ants, you will pay for your ignorance!"

Prince Rose's voice was cold, and he suddenly opened his arms, raised his head and opened his mouth to let out a scream.

Whoosh!

With this scream, black shadows burst out from the windows of the residential building, standing around Prince Ross in layers, faintly centered on Prince Ross, and a pair of blood-red eyes were staring at several ancient warriors in front of them.

Groups of Blood Clan warriors, you can see at a casual glance that there are nearly sixty people in total.

Immediately, there was a commotion among several ancient warriors.

"Why are there so many people?" Even the most calm monk Jueyu was a little nervous.

"Mahler's next door, this group of ghosts, there must be reinforcements coming!" Behind him, a middle-aged ancient warrior spat at the ground.

A few days ago, they tracked down the blood clan and chased them all the way, and after the surprise attack on Feng Wenchang's apartment, both sides suffered great losses. A group of ancient warriors had a certain understanding of the number of Blood Clan warriors, no more than ten people at most.

This is also the confidence that they are very relieved to follow Lin Yihang to chase and kill.

Unexpectedly, a large group of people suddenly appeared on the other side, which caught them off guard. This group of blood clan warriors, although most of them don't seem to have attacked the elites of Feng Wenchang's villa. It's the same as the ordinary warriors they hunted during the last siege of the Prince's Villa.

However, the last time it was daytime, the sun was shining, and a large number of gunmen were besieging them, and the crowd had the advantage in numbers. Now at dusk, although there is no moon, the strength of the blood clan is not the strongest, but there are only seven of them, including Lin Yihang. In terms of numbers, it is at an absolute disadvantage, and the situation is not optimistic.

"Didn't Mr. Feng set up control throughout the port city and strictly inspect all the ports? What's going on? Why didn't you get any news in advance? "There was an ancient warrior who complained.

They have nothing to fear about Feng Wenchang.

"Mr. Lin, it looks like we're going to retreat." Even Ouyang Jing lost confidence, and his always casual face was full of solemnity.

He had confidence in Lin Yihang, and the strength that Lin Yihang had shown along the way had indeed given them a strong shock, which made several arrogant ancient warriors. has no sense of superiority in front of Lin Yihang, and is willing to obey Lin Yihang, headed by Lin Yihang.

However, the strength of the enemy is simply too strong now. Last full moon night. More than a dozen blood clan warriors turned Feng Wenchang's mansion upside down, causing their ancient warriors to suffer heavy losses. In the end, it was the Gangcheng army that sent out to scare these ghost things away.

In the sun. These things are vulnerable. However, without the help of sunlight, these things can be very difficult.

"No!" Lin Yihang shook his head.

At the time of the confrontation. His divine sense had already sensed the strength of these Blood Clan warriors, and there were only two or three of them, and if they were allowed to approach, they would pose a certain threat to themselves...... After all, cultivators are not good at hand-to-hand combat.

If the others are concerned, Lin Yihang can defeat them by casting spells with his bare hands, and with various equipment such as flying swords, he can kill them like killing chickens.

The only thing that made Lin Yihang jealous was the coffin...... Behind Prince Ross, a large man with a height of nearly two meters, carrying a wooden black coffin behind him, Lin Yihang's divine sense probed, but he couldn't detect the situation in the coffin, and he was bounced open on the surface, only feeling a terrifying aura.

Puppet Alice......

After Lin Yihang saw the power of the murder key, he naturally studied the twelve holy weapons of the blood clan, and knew that the twelve holy weapons of the blood clan, in addition to the famous murder key, there were also corpse hands, rotten bracelets, magic puppets, bone harps, blood cups, spirit rods, soul rings, butcher knives, torture axes, magic mirrors, ghost lamps, poison bottles...... Each piece is incomparably powerful.

Now the breath emitted by this coffin is very close to the breath of the murder key, the same terrifying and powerful, combined with the description of the twelve holy weapons of the blood clan in the legend, it is not difficult to speculate that in this coffin, there must be a puppet in the twelve holy weapons, and the blood clan named it Alice.

Because of the strength of the Zhilu Dao Murder Key, last time it was just a mana invasion, it was counterattacked, and it was entangled by the spirit of death, and it took a lot of effort to clear it.

At that time, the murder key was still under no one's control. This puppet can be ranked alongside the murder key as one of the twelve murder weapons of the blood clan, and its power must not be underestimated.

However, Lin Yihang could be sure by looking at the strength of this group of blood clans that they would definitely not be able to exert the strength of this murder weapon. The murder weapon is powerful, and it also requires the strength of the controller to be able to exert it. It's like an atomic bomb, it's huge, but giving it to a seven-year-old child doesn't make it more deterrent.

In addition, Lin Yihang has many means, and he thinks that no matter what, it will definitely be no problem to escape when he sees that the situation is not good.

Done!

Just in time to see the power of the Twelve Hallows of the Blood Clan.

I have already made a feud with the blood clan, and it is inevitable that there will be conflicts in the future, so I can't run away when I see other people's twelve holy weapons, right?

These thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and Lin Yihang had already made up his mind.

Of course, there must be a strategy to fight, the wooden coffin is carried on their backs, if you suddenly attack and kill, take the coffin over, and do not give the other party a chance to sacrifice the puppet, it is ideal.

"Bang Bang! Still want to run away? I'm afraid it's too late! Today, I want to drink your blood and crush all of you insects that are in the way, and see who dares to do things for Feng Wenchang and hinder my blood clan's plans! Prince Rose grinned, his voice echoing in the air. Several surrounding residential buildings have windows open to look out.

Now that the location has been revealed, of course they don't have to worry so much.

"Warriors of the Bloods, come on! Suck their blood dry and let people see what happens when they go against my bloodline! ”

At the shouting of Prince Rose, the Blood Clan warriors roared one by one, their bodies flashed, and they took the lead in rushing down towards several ancient warriors.

"Rush!"

Lin Yihang only said one word, his figure flashed first, an earth escape technique, wrapped in an earthy yellow light, and plunged into the ground.

Da!

A blood warrior originally chose Lin Yihang as the target, and he threw himself into the air, landing on his feet with a blank face.

"Hahaha, the ghost, I have great magical powers in Huaxia, haven't you seen it?"

In the laughter, Ouyang Jing next to him slapped out a palm, and under the internal force, the violent breath was like ocean waves.

The Blood Clan warrior was originally known for his speed, but the loss of concentration just now made him lose the opportunity, and it was too late to hide again, so he could only show his hideous teeth and wave his hand to fight Ouyang Jing.

Boom!

Click!

With the sound of a powerful collision and a broken bone, the Blood Clan warrior immediately flew upside down. He was just an ordinary Blood Clan warrior, and Ouyang Jing's strength was almost comparable to that of the Blood Clan Earl, plus he had the opportunity to blast him away with one blow, which was completely reasonable.

However, Ouyang Jing didn't have time to chase and kill, and the other two black shadows next to him had already chased over, their bodies flashed, and they circled around him like the wind quickly, attacking together.

Ouyang Jing had to stop and deal with it. In a moment, more dark shadows pounced.

"Amitabha!"

In the long chant of the Buddha's horn, the monk Jueyu flew with a pair of fleshy palms, and he was also dealing with the siege of six or seven blood warriors at the same time.

These blood warriors are very annoying, they all rely on speed to fight, and the cooperation is extremely tacit, every time they attack, they attack at the same time from front to back, left and right, which makes people unguardable, and in a few rounds, they have already left claw marks on several ancient warriors, and their clothes are in tatters.

There was even an ancient warrior who was almost dragged to the ground by a Blood Clan warrior and bit his throat...... Fortunately, Ouyang Jing next to him made a timely move, and he took the price of a blow on his back and saved that companion.

In just a moment, several ancient warriors had already fallen into an absolute disadvantage, besieged by a group of blood clan warriors, and there were many thrills.

Prince Ross stood upstairs motionless, overlooking the battlefield below, but his brows gradually furrowed.

"What about that damn fellow? I could feel that the crane was supposed to be under his control...... Strange people of the East! ”

Prince Ross said, reaching out and grabbing the paper crane in the air. With a suction, the paper crane flew towards him. Seeing that he was about to be caught, suddenly, with a "bang", the paper crane spontaneously combusted without fire and turned into a cloud of ashes.

"Damn!"

Prince Ross had just scolded in a low voice, when an alarm suddenly sounded in his heart. The extremely dangerous aura made him not hesitate, and his figure flashed away.

Shout!

As soon as the figure left the ground, a streamer burst out from under his feet, almost flying against his body. The cold breath made him shudder. Cutting through a thick roof is easier than cutting a piece of paper.

There was no doubt that if he hadn't moved a little faster, he would have been cut into two pieces just now.

Downstairs, Lin Yihang secretly said a pity in his heart.

As soon as the battle began, he used the Earth Escape Technique, sneaking into the floor from the underground, and then, successively using the Flying Technique and the Wall Piercing Technique, he hid under the Prince of Ross on the top floor, and used his mind to control the flying sword to sneak attack the Prince of Rose.

Because he sensed that Prince Rose was the master of the puppet, and there was a faint connection between the two sides. If Prince Ross is killed directly, the puppet will become ownerless. (To be continued......)