The personal master of the beautiful president

The fifth blood clan died at the hands of Lin Bei.

This time, there were so many people in the Dracula family that no one spoke.

"Where is the person I want?" Lin Bei asked in a cold voice as he looked at the strong blood clansmen with a pair of cold eyes.

The several blood clansmen looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.

"Don't tell me, then I will kill you first, and I will look for it myself." Lin Bei raised his eyebrows and sneered.

He raised his right hand, with a deadly aura lingering on his arm.

Death Curse.

Seeing that Lin Bei was brewing an offensive again, those strong blood clansmen looked at him as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and they couldn't stop retreating. From Lin Bei's body, they smelled a smell of death.

"kill!"

They didn't make them wait long, the moment the offensive was condensed, Lin Bei's right hand moved across everything, and a black saber light slashed out along his five fingers.

The monstrous breath of death gushed out.

Can't stop!
This was the first thought in the blood race's mind in those few days!
They couldn't resist such a powerful attack at all, and they could only escape with the blood explosion technique!
However, even if they use the blood blast technique, they cannot escape from Lin Bei's hands. Those companions in front are a lesson from the past!
Just when the black knife light was only a size away from them, and was about to claim their lives, a bloody light came from a distance, and the black knife light flew out at once.

A drop of blood fell on the ground, and then a column of blood rose from the sky, and a fair-faced and handsome man walked out of it.

The young patriarch of the blood clan, Bazalot!
"Your Excellency, don't you think it's detrimental to the nobleman to kill the juniors of our blood race like this?" Looking around for a week, he found that more than half of his subordinates were injured. meaning.

"Damn them, it has nothing to do with the wind of the superior."

Lin Bei said indifferently, and then he smiled, "Young Patriarch of the Blood Clan, we meet again. Thank you for your gift two days ago, it really made my memory very deep."

Seeing Lin Bei's playful look, Bazalot raised his eyebrows, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"I don't know what I'm talking about?" Lin Bei shook his head and laughed, "It seems that the young patriarch of our Dracula family doesn't seem to be very smart. What he did not long ago can be forgotten so quickly."

"Two days ago, you took the shelter from me, so we had to face the attack of predators and almost died in the frontier. I always remember this."

"Oh, so that's what your Excellency said," Bazalot seemed to remember after Lin Bei's point, he smiled and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, I was also out of Helpless. If I knew that the refuge house had been selected by Your Excellency, I would definitely not make a move. This is a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?"

Lin Bei raised his legs and stepped forward, the arc of his mouth became more and more cold, "Even if it's a misunderstanding, you have to die!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Bei's figure turned into a straight ray and shot towards Bazalot.

Bazalot's face was cold, and his eyes were like a knife. He watched Lin Bei's figure zoom in rapidly. He slowly stretched out a finger, with dark blood bubbling between his fingers.

With such a light touch, Lin Bei's fist was resolved!

The blow was fruitless, Lin Bei's face remained unchanged, his fist was pressed against Bazalot's finger, "Young patriarch of the blood clan, do you know how disgusting these little tricks and tricks of yours are, How much does it make me want to kill you?"

"Hmph!" Hearing Lin Bei's words, Bazalot snorted coldly. He knew that things could not be good today, so he simply stopped pretending, "That's right, I was plotting against you, and I was deliberately robbing you of refuge. House, I just want to see you die under the claws of predators."

"Unfortunately, to my disappointment, those predators failed to kill you! What a pity, what a pity!"

"Yeah, they failed to kill me, now, I'm here to kill you!"

When the voice settled down, Lin Bei suddenly exerted force with his right hand, the front of his fist broke through Bazalot's defense, and punched him in the face.

After taking Lin Bei's punch abruptly, Bazalot stepped back a few steps before stopping.

"Young patriarch!" A strong man of the blood clan stepped forward to support him, but was pushed away by Bazalot.

With one hand behind his back, Lin Bei squinted at Bazalot, "Where is the person I want?"

"They are already dead!" Bazalot said viciously, "Lin Bei, if you dare to kill me, if you provoke our blood race, do you think we will let you and your friends go? You are too naive !"

"Since you don't say it, then I'll call you until you say it!"

Seeing that Bazalot refused to let go, Lin Bei also lost the patience to talk to him, and directly drew his fist like a bow, aiming at Bazalot like a crossbow arrow.

"Do you think I put up with you over and over again because I'm afraid of you? Today, I'll let you see how powerful our blood race is, and let you know what it means to be human beyond others, and beyond the sky!"

Seeing Lin Bei's tough attitude, Bazalot also got really angry, the blood robe was automatic without wind, and the real energy in his body began to mobilize.

It has to be said that Bazalot is worthy of being the young patriarch of the blood clan and the pinnacle of Dracula's younger generation.

His aura is stronger than that of the young patriarch of the Wugong Mountain Wu family, and the true energy in his body is incomparably majestic and majestic, and he is only one step away from a demigod.

Feeling Bazalot's terrifying strength, Lin Bei's face was neither sad nor happy, like a pool of deep water without any waves.

He punched.

This fist, like a crane dancing in the sky, hovering like a dragon, like a bow full of strings, like a lotus flower blooming, carries the coercion of destroying heaven and earth!
It seems that one punch can penetrate the world!
The billowing fist came rushing forward, smashing down on Bazalot angrily.

Feeling the terror of Lin Bei's fist, Bazalot also frowned, and quickly formed seals with both hands.

"The Great Devouring Golem!"

The strange red blood threads were densely intertwined and turned into a huge golem, standing in front of Bazalot.

I saw Bazalot's expression was heavy and solemn, he stretched out an index finger, and from his crystal white fingertip, a drop of bright red blood slowly dripped down.

This drop of blood flowed down the golem's forehead and entered it.

The entry of this drop of blood seemed to activate the life of the devouring golem.

With a sound of "buzz", two streaks of blood spurted out from the eyes of the Devouring Golem, scarlet and dazzling, awe-inspiring and frightening!
At the same time that Lin Bei's fist was smashing down, the devouring golem suddenly raised its arm, waved its giant fist, and threw it at Lin Bei's.

When the two fists collided, it was like a huge proton collider crashing into each other, or like two meteorites colliding together.

"Boom" sound.

The terrifying sound spread throughout the entire siege. During the siege, all races, large and small, felt the battle that broke out here!
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