Female President's Bodyguard

"Fang Zhiyi!"

After waiting for more than ten seconds, when Fang Zhiyi did not appear, Mao Hongcai's expression changed, and he called out his name loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a fierce fighting sound from the north direction.

Then, three figures flew down from the cliff!
One person holds two swords, desperately resisting the pincer attack of two vampires!

And this person was Fang Zhiyi.

Fang Zhiyi yelled: "Mao Hongcai, quickly launch a general attack!"

"I was entangled by two eighth-level vampires, and it's okay to last more than ten minutes."

"Hurry up and defeat your opponent, come and rescue me!"

Fang Zhiyi's shout made Mao Hongcai's face change drastically. He didn't expect that Fang Zhiyi's situation was much worse than his own.

Being entangled by two eighth-level blood clans, it would be fine to carry it with his strength for a while, but it would be more or less ominous after a long time.

He never imagined that the blood clan forces stationed on Zhenyuan Mountain had three eighth-level blood clan counts!
Two days ago, he received a secret report from Office 95 that there were more than 80 blood clan troops stationed on Zhenyuan Mountain, including an eighth-level blood clan count.

Obviously, this false information entrapped him.

There are more than 80 blood clansmen on Zhenyuan Mountain, and there are even three eighth-level earls.

In terms of the highest combat power, our side has fallen into an absolute disadvantage.

"Jie Jie!"

Seeing that Mao Hongcai was in a daze, this eighth-level blood count made a preemptive strike!

"Everyone listens to the order. If you want to stand firm on Zhenyuan Mountain, you must annihilate this group of Huaxia cultivators. Kill me!"

"Haha, the blood of ancient martial arts practitioners must be delicious!"

"Drink their blood, go!"

Hundreds of blood races swooped down like giant bats!

"Mao Hongcai, go to hell!"

After the order was completed, the eighth-level earl showed a ferocious expression, and rushed towards Mao Hongcai with all his strength.

He knew very well in his heart that the outcome of the battle mainly depended on the strongest of them.

It was enough for him to hold Mao Hongcai back. As long as those two clansmen join forces to kill Fang Zhiyi, then Mao Hongcai's death will come.

After Mao Hongcai and Fang Zhiyi died, the remaining ancient martial arts practitioners would be slaughtered by them.

"not good!"

"Hurry up and fight, don't panic!"

Seeing a large number of blood races coming from the sky, many ancient martial arts practitioners panicked.

At the beginning, they came to kill them boldly, but the sudden appearance of three eighth-level earls caused their morale to drop to the extreme, and many people even began to lose their fighting spirit and fighting spirit.

Beep, beep!
When the group of vampires approached the ground, they suddenly shouted sharply in unison. The powerful supersonic waves gathered together, and even produced a powerful sonic boom.

Most of the people present had already bought and worn earplugs equipped with anti-ultrasound waves. Even if the infrasound waves formed a powerful sonic boom, it only had a slight impact on them.

But there are still some people who are not equipped with this kind of earplugs, and they will be miserable!
"Ah, ah!"

"My ears hurt so much!"

More than a dozen ancient martial arts practitioners with slightly poorer cultivation bases had bleeding from their ears and corners of their mouths, and their eyes were broken.

There were also seven or eight ancient martial arts practitioners who just rolled their eyes and passed out.

After a face-to-face meeting, the assembled team showed signs of defeat.

However, the seventh-level martial artists in the team reacted quickly and immediately counterattacked with light kung fu.

The horses formed by the majestic inner energy shot upwards one after another.

The biggest advantage of ancient martial arts practitioners is that they can remotely strengthen their inner energy.

The attack speed of the internal energy is fast, the lethality is extremely strong, and the blood clan with insufficient combat experience often has no time to react.

In an instant, the screams of the blood race came from the sky, and the bodies of some who were directly hit were split open, and blood mist sprayed out.

Seven or eight blood races were killed on the spot, and four or five blood races fell to the ground.

"Hack these vampires!"

More than a dozen weapons were chopped up, killing all the injured blood clans in an instant.

At the same time, the two sides also began to hand over their troops.

"Go, kill it!"

Xu Qing rushed over immediately with Lie Quan, Lu Yi and Xiang Fei.

Ling Feng Wuhen!

Xu Qing rushed up to a sixth-level vampire and slapped him to death.

With a flash of his figure, he rushed to a seventh-level vampire again, and slapped him to death with the same palm!
However, there are too many blood clans, and it is difficult for Xu Qing to change the situation of the battle for a while.

Aware of Xu Qing's strength, many blood races chose to avoid him.

When Xu Qing came over, they quickly flew up and took the opportunity to sneak attack other ancient martial arts practitioners.

Although Xu Qing's cultivation base is strong, the efficiency of killing the enemy has slowed down.

The three blood races flew up at the same time, Xu Qing could only kill one, and the other two would take the opportunity to fly hundreds of meters away, and then attack other ancient martial arts practitioners.

"Breaking Sky Palm!"

A fifth-level martial artist used his inner energy, and killed a fourth-level Viscount with one palm.

But the other two blood races attacked him from behind, piercing his body with their sharp claws.

He screamed and fell to the ground with a look of resignation on his face.

The two martial artists joined forces to fight against the blood clans who besieged them, but one of them never expected that he used his unique skills to temporarily repel the four blood clans, but the person who fought side by side with him took the opportunity to use his lightness kung fu and ran away.

His inner energy was exhausted and he was exhausted, showing a look of despair. He didn't expect to be sold out to his teammates.

"hey-hey!"

The four members of the blood clan showed hideous expressions, and stretched out their scarlet lips to lick them.

Suddenly, they rushed over together!
The martial artist hurriedly gathered Qi in his hands.

However, he was very tired, and he couldn't quickly gather the inner energy into his arms.

"what!"

With a scream, he was thrown to the ground, and bright red blood flowed down his neck.

The battle lasted only 2 minutes, and a seventh-level martial artist was killed.

A female disciple of the Temple of Heaven killed a sixth-level earl.

But she was soon attacked by a seventh-level earl.

The fight between the two was very fierce, but she had a little less combat experience, so she couldn't defend against the ultimate move of the seventh-level earl.

This seventh-level earl has already sucked the blood of several ancient martial arts practitioners, but he did not refine it, but hid it in his throat.

"Blood burst!"

In an instant, thick blood splashed out.

"what!"

The female disciple was not able to guard against it, and her body was pierced with several holes.

Her white clothes were dyed blood red, and she was seriously injured.

If she hadn't tempered her heart, she might die on the spot!

"Jie Jie!"

The seventh-level earl let out a cold laugh, and threw himself at her.

Her body reacted instinctively, and a sword stabbed at the seventh-level earl.

However, she was at the end of her strength, and the sword in her hand was slapped away by the paw of the seventh-level earl.

puff!
The sharp teeth of the seventh-rank earl pierced her neck fiercely.

With a cold expression on his face, Xu Qing rushed over in an instant.

The blood race's reaction internal force is very strong, aware of the fatal crisis, the seventh-level earl wants to escape.

However, his head was smashed by Xu Qing's palm like a watermelon.

"pity."

Xu Qing shook his head, with a look of regret on his face.

He was still a step late, this pretty woman had already passed away.

The fierce battle lasted about 5 minutes, and the blood clan forces suffered heavy casualties.

As for this ancient martial arts alliance team, the casualties were very heavy.