"Haha! Even the human beings dare to point fingers at my Disqi family, it seems that my family really shouldn't implement the policy of gentleness, and it feels like an insult to turn you into a blood slave. Di Sijie, who was laughing angrily, raised his left hand at Zhang Dafu, and countless black shadows rushed towards this relatively remote street, they were the Di Siqi family and the Saint Seiya and others.

"Lord, my Lord, you love you, your love fills the whole universe, your whole mountains and rivers, how many people have your love saved, your love has inspired me to live, and has saved me from the abyss countless times, my great Lord, my great God, even if I die today, but my love for you has not changed at all!" Zhang Dafu knelt on his knees with his feet, opened his arms, and shouted to the sky with great reverence.

"Even if God comes, he won't be able to save you!" a dark red light burst out from Desjie's index finger.

"God says, there should be light in this world!" A dazzling flash of lightning followed up the dark red light ahead.

"As the Son of God, I will not allow such faithful servants to die. The remnants rose and fell, and the Nine Holy Sons turned into a red whirlwind and appeared in front of Zhang Dafu.

"Sure enough, he is extremely loyal, even in the face of death, he has not shaken his praise for the Lord!" The Nine Holy Sons looked at Zhang Dafu with great satisfaction, because he found that even if he died on the other side, Zhang Dafu still maintained that extremely pious action.

"I, you, are you the messenger sent by the Lord? Ahh

"In the wicked land of London, where there are so many faithful believers, sooner or later the light of the Lord will be sprinkled all over the world!

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Praise the Lord!"

The ascetics and the Nine Holy Sons standing not far away collectively praised.

"Hebrew, are you too much, you are standing in London, don't force me to leave you all. Desjie clenched his fists tightly, his handsome face full of disgust.

"It's not up to you and the people of your Desjie family to decide whether we go or stay, so put away your set!" the Nine Holy Sons Hebrew lifted Zhang Dafu with a gentle face.

"Your mission is done, get out of London right now, get out of London!" the hideous face of Desjie had forgotten how many years he hadn't been so aggrieved and angry.

"Would you like to leave with me, devout believers?" said all the ascetics behind him.

"This" Just as Zhang Dafu was thinking about how to let this group of Saint Seiyas also take Yang Jin and the others away, the blood clan who was standing and sneering suddenly looked around one by one with extremely shocked faces, and they were even collectively clustered together.

"So evil, so powerful, could it be that the Duke of the Blood Clan is here?" Hebrew's gentle expression immediately laughed playfully, and the ascetics beside him protected him.

"Where?

"How is it possible, this strange terrifying bloodline is suppressed, how can there be a bloodline in this world that is more powerful than our Disqi family, I don't even have the strength to move my feet"

"Look! In the sky, the black shadows that dance between the floors actually use the buildings hundreds of meters away as a springboard!"

"See!" Yang Buqu, who was beating in the summer, had a gloomy face, and after feeling the follow-up danger, he jumped out of the car directly, and galloped away along the blood that suddenly erupted just now, and he saw thousands of meters away, Zhang Dafu's confused eyes downstairs, and Yang Jin, who was lying on the ground and didn't know life or death.

"Coax, coax, coax!" Yang Buqu, who descended from the sky, rushed towards Yang Jin, and under the huge habitual surname and Yang Unyielding strength, the ground cracked in a straight line, as if he had been plowed.

The blood clan of the Disqi family was even more unbearable to retreat continuously, because the bloodline in Yang Buqu's body was too noble, and they were afraid that they would fall to their knees involuntarily.

"Who injured my follow-up?" Yang Buqu looked at the big hole in Yang Jin's chest, and couldn't help but be angry, looking at the two groups of people who were clearly distinguished, Yang Buqu tried his best to endure the anger in his heart and turned around and walked to the young man with a slightly happy face.

"Zhang Dafu, can't you come over, what about the blood beads?" Yang Bu succumbed and glared in the direction of the Saint Seiya.

"Oh, oh, here, here, what kind of people from the Disiqi family injured Brother Jin!" Zhang Dafu meowed at the angry Saint Seiya around him, and then pulled his legs and ran towards Yang Buqu.

"The fool will be punished!"

"Hypocrites are even more disrespectful to the Lord!"

"Collusion with the blood clan is a big crime,"

"Bang!" When Zhang Dafu, who was running desperately, heard the first sentence, he knew that he was wearing a goof, and when the second sentence came, Yang Buqu had already appeared as an afterimage and rushed towards Zhang Dafu, accompanied by the third sentence, Zhang Dafu fell down on his back, and an invisible wall of qi made Zhang Dafu's running nose blue and swollen.

"Holy --- light!" The bucket-thick pillar of light went straight to Zhang Dafu, who was trying to get up, and Yang Buqu, who didn't have time to think about it, consumed a little essence blood to increase his speed again.

"Ziz!" the pillar of light vanished, and a bloody back appeared in front of everyone, like a back corroded by sulfuric acid was squirming wildly.

"Brother Jinjin, it's okay!" Zhang Dafu, who was squatting on the ground, said movingly, and when he saw Yang Buqu's frowning brows, a trace of wanting to become stronger ** grew in his heart.

"It's nothing! What about the blood beads?" Yang Jin couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, this is the Holy Light? Such a powerful destructive power, it can actually prevent and alleviate the repair of his own cells, and the Holy Light can even strike out together, if those twenty or so people all used the Holy Light to attack themselves just now, then can they stand intact?

"It's just that the skin is melting?" Hebrew was secretly surprised, he had the strength of the Golden Saint Seiya, and the holy light had been enlightened by the Pope himself, so even the blood clan in the Duke realm did not dare to take his holy light, what was going on?

"He is still a blood relative, is he a descendant of his father's eldest brother? Great! It's really good!" Yang Buqu, who got the blood beads, looked a little better.

"Alright, it's time to settle our scores!" Yang turned around and looked at the strange-looking ascetic monk and the blood clan of the Tisqi family in a tuxedo.

"You are the blood ancestor in their mouths? I admit that your bloodline is indeed extremely noble, but with your mere earl's junior realm, you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue!" Di Sijie sneered in his heart, this man will definitely not live tomorrow, the chairman of the council will definitely come to judge him personally, blood ancestor? In the history of the blood clan, anyone who dares to call himself a blood ancestor has seen Satan, although this man's bloodline is nobler than his own, but if he really wants to fight, he may not necessarily lose.

"Hmm!hmm!" The peculiar geomagnetic sound of the hovering car came from the other side of the street, and the rapid sound of nearly three hundred horses immediately attracted the attention of many people, and Yang Buwen's heart was even more stable, after all, he was alone, if there was a slight accident, and his father's relatives would be harmed, it would not be good.

"This breath is the blood clan of the Baron realm, the blood clan of the Foster family, how did you come here?" The blood clan of the Disqi family looked strangely at the hovercar that was rushing straight forward, and after a sharp turn of ninety degrees, a man with a nervous face walked out from the front.

"How is that possible!" "Impossible!" Qi Qi was shocked when Tisjie and Hebrew saw Fausjie respectfully walking towards the back door of the car.

"How can there be anyone? I don't feel any breath of life! Even the patriarch of the twelve families can't escape my induction, unless it's the head of the council, it's impossible, there is absolutely no one in the back seat. Desjie stared at the moving Fourjie in disbelief.

"How is that possible! I have obviously probed with my mental power, and there is no one, it must be a trick!" Heber looked at Fausjie's expression and was not pretentious, so he stared at the back seat of the hovering car.