The Crazy Son-in-Law of the Female CEO

Now even the people under him are not optimistic about the current situation, which makes him, the head of the African branch who has just taken over, feel even more powerless.

If everyone fought hard, they might not be able to force those Huaxia people back. Anyway, they have already avenged their revenge, and the desired deterrent effect has been achieved.

However, the old earl did not have enough strength to integrate the African branch, and the Blood Demon Army had become a de facto mess.

The old earl looked gloomy, and ordered several subordinates: "I will contact the ancestor again and listen to his instructions. As for you, just stay here at the headquarters and don't go out again in the near future!"

In addition, he can no longer give more orders, because not many people will obey them at all, so it is better not to say anything than to cause embarrassment.

At this moment, an alarm sounded, and everyone in the hall panicked.

The old earl was even more terrified, and instantly transformed into a vampire form, observing the environment around, as if he would flee if he had the chance.

The old earl who was in charge had the same attitude, needless to say for the others, a few anxious ones took the lead and quickly hid in the complicated passages in the castle.

The old count was stunned for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to rush towards the gate with the rest of his subordinates.

At the gate of the castle, Wu Zhixin and Jiang Yiran were the leaders, followed by all the nine groups of five-rank and above players who came this time.

The rest of the troops are stationed on the ground to prevent any miscellaneous fish from escaping.

Looking at the towering and magnificent underground castle in front of him, Jiang Yiran sighed.

"Such a building is still built underground, it's really rare!"

"It seems that this Gorefiend Legion is very rich!"

Wu Zhixin didn't have any expression on his face, he looked at the open door coldly, and said to the old earl who showed his figure.

"Since it has violated the interests of China and hurt our personnel, then there is no such thing as surrender or killing. Everyone will go in at once, and no one will be left behind!"

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

A group of team members, overwhelmed by the heroism and ruthlessness of their captain, spoke together, shaking the underground space to a buzzing sound.

When the old earl and the others heard these words, they immediately knew that there was no way out today, only a fight to the death!

The old earl turned to his subordinates and asked, "Have you heard? They won't give us a chance to surrender! In today's battle, there will be death but no life. Only by killing a few more can we die happily!"

"Kill kill kill..."

All the masters of the blood race were also stimulated to burst into ferocity, and there was a sound of shouting and killing.

Wu Zhixin and Jiang Yiran looked at each other, both of them found the strongest members of the blood clan, and each of them assigned their targets in an instant.

Wu Zhixin nodded, Jiang Yiran smiled brightly, and a sunny smile emerged.

As soon as the Xinghong sword moved, a Lihuo golden dragon flashed and went straight to the blood team.

The vampires were originally cold things, but this Lihuo Golden Dragon, with its heat far exceeding that of ordinary flames, defeated the courage of the vampire masters once again.

Several sixth-rank masters who resisted the burning sensation rushed out of the sea of ​​flames under the leadership of the old earl, and rushed towards them with sharp teeth and sharp claws.

Jiang Yiran turned the long sword in his hand, and brought three sixth-rank masters, including the old earl who was at the peak of sixth rank.

The remaining three blood clans with rank-[-] combat strength were also surrounded by Wu Zhixin alone.

Nine groups of other sixth-rank masters and Zhen Jiuhe, who already possessed sixth-rank combat power, headed towards the other blood clans together.

The scene instantly became one-sided. The old earl on Jiang Yiran's side was indeed powerful.

Relying on the strength of the peak of the sixth rank, and his solid body that has been polished for many years, the combat power is close to the seventh rank.

The other two blood races in the middle stage of the sixth rank even cooperated with this old guy tacitly. With the Xinghong sword in their hands, they really couldn't take them down for a while.

The battle circle was getting bigger and bigger. Jiang Yiran led the three of them to the gate of the castle. While no one was paying attention, he took out the wizard staff and shot a black awn at the most powerful old earl.

The old earl was still fighting desperately, but he wanted to kill this arrogant kid, and then lead the three of them to besiege Wu Zhixin.

In this way, there is no chance of winning.

But Jiang Yiran's Witch Scepter instantly made him lose the desire to resist.see.

The old earl immediately felt the pain that Goyal suffered that day when the Witch Scepter was hit. This is really not something a vampire can bear.

The burning and corrosion of the soul made the soul, which was already decayed due to old age, dissipate a small part immediately, and the rest is also being rapidly corroded.

"what……"

A scream that didn't sound like a human voice came from the old earl's throat, and then the current leader of the Gorefiend Legion rolled on the ground.

This change was so sudden that the other two rank-[-] masters of the blood race were stunned for a moment.

Jiang Yiran chuckled, and regardless of the old guy rolling over with his head in his arms, he stabbed at the remaining two with two swords.

Although the two blood races with mid-level sixth-rank combat strength resisted with all their strength, they were also in a state of confusion after the old earl fell, and they were killed by Jiang Yiran in just a short while.

After finishing the enemy in front of him, seeing the old guy still howling, Jiang Yiran killed him with a sword, and then turned around to kill Wu Zhixin.

Relying on his mid-level seventh-rank strength, Wu Zhixin kept suppressing the three people opposite him, but he didn't solve them as quickly as Jiang Yiran.

Seeing Jiang Yiran flying back, it was obvious that his three enemies had been dealt with, which made Wu Zhixin, who had always thought that he was the strongest in the team, blush.

Not waiting for Jiang Yiran to join the battle group, Wu Zhixin suddenly broke out, put down the long knife in his hand, and with a pair of fleshy palms, he slapped the three blood masters more than a dozen times in a row.

Every blood clan master coughed up blood and flew out when they received the first slap, and received a few more slaps halfway, and all three of them immediately fell to the ground, unable to struggle anymore.

When Jiang Yiran flew in front of Wu Zhixin, the military captain was already out of breath, sitting cross-legged on the ground, regaining his mental and physical strength.

Apparently, those tricks just now put a lot of burden on him, if Jiang Yiran hadn't rushed over soon, he wouldn't have dared to go all out.

At this time, other people's battles also gradually stopped, and a group of sixth-rank masters besieged several fifth-rank blood clans, and it was not easy to catch them.

The blood masters outside the castle were wiped out by the nine groups in a short while, leaving only the rats hiding in the castle.

Jiang Yiran was the first to advance with his sword, and the castle with its doors wide open was like a girl who had lifted the veil for them, waiting to go and pick it.