"What a distant treasure the Holy Law once was. Colt also sighed, "In peacetime, we would not have had the opportunity to contact the inheritance of the Holy Law level at all. But now there is an opportunity. ”

"That's a good point. Lars smiled, and suddenly looked up.

"Oh, Verne intercepted them in front. ”

"So fast? Colt laughed. "I sensed that they had stopped, they should have been surrounded, let's hurry over. Don't let the Holy Dharma run away. ”

Both laughed softly at the same time.

Bell, bell, bell

A rhythmic percussion resounded over the plains.

It was as if some metal objects were striking each other, making a crisp and somewhat vibrasive sound.

In front of the white car on the side of the road, Aisaro, Preto and others scattered around the car, in the car were Arisa and little Vivien, two young girls hid in the car, Arisa was fine, her face was relatively calm, and little Vivien was flustered, constantly looking around, to make sure that there were people around the car to barely feel at ease.

She is not the kind of rebellious girl, and she has never fantasized about encountering such a dangerous situation, she just passively accepts all this.

"It's all right," she heard Arisha comforting her on the side, gently holding her hand.

"Hmm," she said, squeezing Arisha's hand.

"Oh, I didn't expect to meet you here in advance?"

A flirtatious man's voice came from outside the car.

Accompanied by rhythmic tapping, the direction in front of the white sedan. At the edge of the road, as if teleporting, more than a dozen black figures appeared.

The figures were sparsely distributed, and one was slender in shape, mostly wearing a black scarf. Hide your true face. Only the one who took the lead did not wear a face carf.

The man had short soft silver hair and was also wearing a casual silver-white suit. The previous knocking sound was the strange metallic sound of his palms hitting each other. His hands were fair-skinned, but they made a metallic sound when they hit them.

"I'm Verne. The man stopped clapping and looked at the people on the side of the car with a smile, then shot his gaze at the two young girls in the car, but was immediately blocked by Aisaro's sideways.

"Verne, you don't stay near the karst. What are you doing here?" asked Preto in a low voice.

Due to the long period of leisurely and good life in the blood clan, most of them have actually lost the strong fighting ability of their ancestors, except for the strong quality of the body. Most of the other fighting abilities have been degraded.

However, this is only the current situation of most of the Bloods, and there are still a small number of Bloods who maintain their original bloody and cruel lifestyle, such as some members of the Secret Clan. For example, this blood clan in front of you, Verne.

"I heard that there is a Red Moon Clan here. I hurried over. Fortunately, I was stopped halfway, and if I had finished coming, wouldn't it have passed by the holy law I expected?"

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the only human being, Acharo.

"Oh, there's an ordinary human here? I'm sorry, it's supposed to be an elite human being, right? ”

He flicked his fingers unconsciously, keenly seeing that Aisaro was the weakest link among the three.

Although her fighting ability may not be inferior to that of other bloodlines, her resilience physique. The speed can't be compared to the real blood clan.

Aisaro's eyes narrowed. Suddenly the footsteps are backwards, and I make a mistake.

With a snort, an extremely fine black line suddenly appeared under the foot of her original standing, which was deeply inserted into the thick earth of the ground, leaving only a small round hole.

Looking back, not only her, but also Preto and Yaya's faces changed, and Verne lifted his chin slightly and looked behind the white car.

There a black convoy stopped silently on the side of the road at some point, and a group of black-clad men got out of the car, all of whom had a common feature, wearing black scarves that were obviously worn well, and the exposed part of the skin was pale and bloodless.

Two extremely conspicuous men slowly walked out of the front of the convoy.

One was their old acquaintance, Lars, who was still dressed in a gentleman's suit.

The other was a young man with short red hair, dressed like an ordinary Sven clerical worker. There is also a book in his hand, without a cover.

"Meet Again"

Preto's heart sank, what he feared most had happened, their rescue had not yet arrived, and all the people on the other side had arrived.

Shen Ya's uncle should still be on the way, and the other party's trio-level blood clan is all here. It's dangerous

Although they also have three combat powers, two rank blood clans, and one is comparable to the rank level blood clan of Aisaro, but Aisaro's recovery power and physical endurance are far inferior to the real blood clan.

Not to mention the two little ones in the car who need to be protected. This is the worst-case scenario!

Lars smiled at the three people in the encirclement, his lips moving slightly, and he was about to give the order to do it. Suddenly, he frowned and looked sideways towards the road.

Not only him, but others also looked towards the road at the same time.

Another long convoy of cars was heading towards here at a constant speed. The lead car slowly stopped, and it was clear that the destination was here.

The car stopped, the door opened, and a long leg in red leather boots poked out and stepped on the ground.

"Hehehehehe, it looks like I'm catching up with a good show," a voice that was neither male nor female came from inside the car.

Bang, bang!!

The doors of the car opened and closed one by one, and four other men and women with different temperaments got out of the car one after another, and behind them there was a large group of fierce personnel armed with weapons such as submachine guns and rifles, and the whole team kept hearing the sound of guns being loaded.

A man in a red trench coat stepped out of the car and looked around the field.

"I'm here to pick people up. Feel free to do whatever you want. ”

The faces of this group of people were filled with extreme dissatisfaction and bloody madness. It was as if something important was being interrupted.

"Humans?" the smile on Lars' face slowly fell silent, "There are so many humans, it's hard to kill them all."

"Are you coming or am I coming?" Colt looked at Verne.

"Human?" the man in the red trench coat was Dam, who had just arrived. His hearing was keen to catch the word. "Are you talking about us?" he looked left and right. Seeing the four generals around him, they all smiled slightly.

A man with Sven's glasses pushed his glasses.

"People are underestimating us. ”

"Look?" said Dam, who seemed to hear something extremely funny. In an instant, he stopped smiling, "It seems that you guys are doing a good thing to me!"

Sou!!

Suddenly, he disappeared in place, his body like a graceful water bird, lightly touching the ground, soaring into the air, arms spread like wings. fluttering towards the nearest Verne.

"To save time. Can I ask you to die?" the corners of Dam's mouth curled, and the scarlet lipstick looked even more eerie and hideous.

"Are all humans so arrogant now?" said Verne, rubbing his hands together with a metallic sound, looking up at the figure that was rushing towards him. Raise your hand and smash it towards the opponent with a frontal punch.

The fist made slight contact with Dam's fingers, but he didn't feel any force at all.

Verne's face was slightly stunned, and in an instant, he saw Dahm's red figure gently falling behind him. The speed was several times faster all at once. to the point where I was a little dazzled.

His heart sank.

"Be careful! This person is weird! Bang !!"

Before the words fell, Verne's entire upper body exploded to the left, and a large cloud of blood mist shot out like a fountain. Half of it splashed on Dam behind him, and he actually closed his eyes in general intoxication. Arms outstretched, as if the musician was ready to leave the stage after playing.

The remaining smile on Colt's face faded suddenly.

The pupils in Lars' eyes shrank, as if he had seen an incredible scene.

Most of the vampires scuffling around them froze for the most part, and a large number of them were swept away by Dam's men who took advantage of the opportunity to shoot and strafe.

Preto looked at Yaya with a strange expression.

"Someone your uncle invited?"

The latter also looked shocked and shook his head slowly. "My uncle is still on the way"

The two Bloods glanced at Acharo beside them. only to find that Asara had a solemn face. It seems that he saw something strange in the red figure.

"Take the opportunity to leave. Preto felt the words write in the palm of his hand. They were originally the besieged side, but now they are the safest area of the fight between the two sides.

Preto nodded slightly. Quietly approaching Aisara, who seemed to be aware of the movement, and after a little thought, he understood their plan, and approached the door of the car with a tacit understanding.

"That weirdo should be a top-level elite-level human, but it can't be the opponent of the three Rank Blood Clans, we can leave quickly while they are in conflict. ”

Shen Ya whispered, quietly moving towards the car door. "My uncle will be coming soon. ”

"I'm sorry, you can't go anywhere. ”

Suddenly, a Sven man's voice interrupted her movements.

Preto and Yaya's scalps were numb, and they didn't even feel the slightest sense that someone was coming behind them, and they turned around sharply, only to see a man in white with glasses standing behind several people, and they didn't know when he approached.

"I think I heard something terrible just now," the man in glasses pushed his glasses, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. "Bloodline?Rank Bloodline?Could it be that those monsters that are fast and have strong vitality are the legendary Bloodline?"

As one of the four generals, he follows Dahm's greatest hobby to satisfy his perverted torturous hobby.

"Just a human!" said Ya's face sank.

Before the words fell, there were three strong men and women of different shapes around him, and Si Luo will be the strongest and most terrifying perverted death row prisoner that Damm has collected, and all of them have an extremely strong glorious history.

"Oh, oh, so there really are vampires in this world?" a strong, bald head with a steel whip laughed cruelly. "I said that a guy I caught before was so resilient, ripping off his limbs, gouging out his eyes, and his tongue could still move, it turned out to be a vampire. He suddenly realized.

They are all the purest thugs, world-level murderers, because of Dam's cruel temperament and completely in line with their habits, this is why they gathered under Dam, but in fact, the four of them joined forces, and after practicing the Water Bird Fist, even Dam, who was in an ordinary state, could fight. The strength is quite terrifying, so in order to distinguish it from other subordinates, Damu called the four of them, the Four Luo Generals, which is translated as the Shura War General.

"Aren't you worried about your leader?" Preto tried to distract the four, who, as a Rank Blood, smelled a sense of danger from them. "He's facing three bloods"

As he spoke, his eyes drifted unconsciously towards the battlefield on the other side. This look shocked him so much that he couldn't say the next words anymore.

Not only him, but also Yaya and Aisaro on the side, and the two little guys in the car, all stared at another battlefield not far away.

The man in red, Dam, laughed wildly and collided with the three figures. The aftermath of the explosion of the four of them couldn't even stand firm with the surrounding vampires, and they didn't dare to approach at all.

Every time Dam unfolded his arms and touched the three of them like feathers, it triggered a bloody explosion.

The three lower-ranking blood clans were actually suppressed by him, not to mention the advantage, even if they were unable to protect themselves. Among them, Verne, which has just been hit hard, is already showing obvious signs of exhaustion.

"Hey, hey, the marshal's death waterfowl fist can't even be touched, and he actually dares to collide with the marshal's arms?"

"Stupid! That's three rank bloods! Once they use that!" But he was pulled by Prito and didn't continue.

At this moment, the leader-level grappling finally changed. (To be continued......)