514: Chapter 0514: Can You, the Bat, Still Survive?
514: Chapter 0514: Can You, the Bat, Still Survive?
The next mont, a figure appeared on the rooftop like a ghost, blocking Ye Xunhuan’s path.
Under the setting sun, the man wore a black robe, his hair curly and yellow, his pupils brown, his gaze evil and gloomy, exuding a dangerous aura from head to toe!
“Marshal, let introduce myself, I am Lancelot, from the Dark Council,” Lancelot said rather politely as he directly introduced himself to Ye Xunhuan.
The mont Lancelot appeared, Ye Xunhuan’s eyebrows furrowed together, his expression slightly solemn.
Although he did not recognize Lancelot, he recognized the complex dark gold pattern on Lancelot’s robe.
That was the totem of the Dark Council, the symbol of the Dark Council.
Upon hearing Lancelot’s ntion of asking Ye Xunhuan to kill himself, Pei Zhencuan’s face imdiately darkened.
“Who are you?”
“Didn’t Loren tell you he had companions?” Lancelot slowly turned his head and glanced at Pei Zhencuan, “Young man from Huaxia, you are quite capable, very arrogant!”
“Really, I, Lancelot, have lived for so many years and have never seen anyone dare to threaten the marshal.
You are the first!”
Upon hearing Lancelot’s words, Pei Zhencuan’s heart trembled slightly.
As Loren’s companion, he should be on our side, but why does he want Ye Xunhuan to kill ?
Lancelot did not give Pei Zhencuan a chance to inquire and turned his head to Ye Xunhuan, “Marshal, faced with such a threat, can you truly remain indifferent?”
Ye Xunhuan snorted coldly, “Aren’t you also threatening ?”
“No, no…” Lancelot hastily shook his head, “I am not as foolish as this fool.
I know what it costs to threaten you, so I am just proposing a deal!”
“To show the sincerity of the Dark Council, I have decided to kill this man who spoke so disrespectfully to you,” Lancelot said indifferently.
Upon hearing Lancelot’s words, Pei Zhencuan’s face suddenly changed dramatically, and before he could react, he saw Lancelot’s figure flash in front of him.
His right hand lifted him straight from the rocking chair, holding him in his hand as if he were lifting a small chicken, effortlessly.
“You…
you…”
As Lancelot grabbed his throat and lifted him, Pei Zhencuan imdiately felt a choking sensation and instinctively started flailing, desperate as a drowning man seeking survival.
But no matter how Pei Zhencuan struggled, it was futile.
Soon, Pei Zhencuan’s face turned purple, and his lips turned black, his eyes bulging out.
Facing Lancelot’s action, Ye Xunhuan made no move and just stood there quietly watching Lancelot.
When Pei Zhencuan’s bodyguards saw their boss being held in Lancelot’s hand, they almost instinctively attacked Lancelot, but before their attacks could get close, Lancelot’s hand holding Pei Zhencuan abruptly moved.
He swung Pei Zhencuan around, effectively using him as a human weapon to strike at these n!
At that mont, in Lancelot’s hands, Pei Zhencuan was like a toy or, rather, a whip, vividly swung by him!
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
Lancelot, like a phantom, swung Pei Zhencuan several tis, each swing accompanied by a muffled sound, followed by a figure being thrown out and heavily crashing to the side.
In just a mont, Lancelot had knocked everyone down and finally threw Pei Zhencuan onto the ground.
At that mont, Pei Zhencuan had already beco a steadily cooling corpse, and until his death, he had not understood why Lancelot wanted to kill him!
He Sichan was completely dumbfounded on the side; when had she ever seen such a scene?
Just like that, Pei Zhencuan was dead?
“You killed your own partner, aren’t you afraid of losing the credibility of your Dark Council?” Ye Xunhuan asked.
“Marshal, he was not our partner, and do you think he was qualified to collaborate with our Dark Council?” Lancelot disdainfully said, “He was nothing more than an ant, yet he dreamt of being on equal footing with us!”
Lancelot’s words had no trace of arrogance.
The Dark Council had existed in Europe for countless centuries, with an intelligence network and power that were extrely vast.
Many who wished to ingratiate themselves couldn’t even get close.
The Pei family in the Zhonghai Province indeed was exceptional, but in the entirety of Europe, they were insignificant.
“Besides, we ca here on our own, rely because soone wanted to target you, and we needed a base.
He happened to be able to provide one.
Now that we have completed our mission, keeping him is useless.
Moreover, falling into your hands would probably be more miserable than falling into mine—I’m helping him be freed.
In hell, he will thank !”
“Where is my wife?”
At this mont, both Ye Xunhuan and Lancelot completely ignored He Sichan standing beside them, as if she did not exist at all in their eyes!
“Your wife is not in any danger, she is safe.
However, if you don’t give the Taiji Seal, what might happen next, I do not know!”
“Are you threatening ?”
“This is a transaction!”
“I really dislike it when people threaten , do you know that?”
“I know, so I helped you by killing him!”
As he spoke, Lancelot pointed at Pei Zhencuan, who lay dead on the ground with his eyes still wide open.
“It seems that you believe you have secured for sure!”
As the words fell, Ye Xunhuan’s eyes suddenly turned grey and hollow, like a black hole capable of swallowing everything, imasurably deep.
Feeling the change in Ye Xunhuan, Lancelot’s heart trembled violently, and at the sa ti, his muscles tightened all at once.
The next mont, Ye Xunhuan moved, charging at Lancelot like lightning.
Already full of guard, Lancelot’s countenance drastically changed upon seeing Ye Xunhuan make a move, and he urgently shouted, “Blood Sacrifice!”
No sooner had the words “Blood Sacrifice” fallen than a blood-red longsword suddenly appeared in Lancelot’s hand, and the bloody longsword chopped directly at Ye Xunhuan!
“Swoosh!”
As the blood sword chopped down, the fierce sword wind kicked up a spiraling gale that roared towards Ye Xunhuan.
“With blood forming the sword, Blood Clan!” Ye Xunhuan’s face tightened upon seeing this, “Do you think forming a sword with blood can stop ?”
Blood Sacrifice was a unique move among the Blood Clan, used only by the Blood Clan, who were also known as vampires to people.
The next mont, under Lancelot’s gaze, Ye Xunhuan’s right hand suddenly produced a sharp blade, quickly flicked, and imdiately six sword blooms appeared, looking like six fireworks from afar, sending Sword Qi in all directions and directly damaging the architecture on the rooftop as if a hurricane had struck, leaving people and horses overturned.
The six sword blooms directly collided with the spiraling gale, tearing it apart and crushing it!
“Pfft!”
Where the Sword Qi passed, a gash instantly appeared on Lancelot’s face, from which blood spurted out.
Then, without waiting for any reaction from Lancelot, Ye Xunhuan already appeared in front of him, with the sharp blade directly placed at Lancelot’s throat!
“I wonder if this sword of mine goes down, whether you, this bat, still can live!”
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