"Are you from the Xuann?" The Blood Clan’s Nascent Soul Cultivator was shocked and hurriedly said, "Misunderstanding, it’s all a misunderstanding!"
"Misunderstanding your - mother - fucker!" Ye Haochuan shouted fiercely and wielded his sword to strike.
He saw that inside the church, the handso young man had already put his mouth on Sophia’s neck. At this mont, how could he waste ti talking with these people!
Several Blood Clan cultivators were shocked and hastily tead up to resist.
"Everyone attack together, these people are up to no good, we can’t let them disturb Duke Abel!" The Blood Clan Nascent Soul Cultivator knew it was useless to explain and quickly commanded.
Following his order, nearly a thousand Blood Clan cultivators surrounded Ye Haochuan and his seven companions, layer upon layer, leaving no gaps!
"Get lost!"
Ye Haochuan didn’t want to waste any ti entangled with them, and charged straight towards the church!
At this mont, Ye Haochuan was like a death god from hell, with each sword strike taking the lives of several Blood Clan cultivators.
The other companions were also killing with zeal. Although most of them only had cultivation at the Core Formation Early Stage, with the power of the Genius Seven Kills Formation, they could fight against Late Core Formation experts.
Moreover, Ye Haochuan intentionally or unintentionally killed all the Late Core Formation experts, minimizing the danger for the others.
Each step took the lives of several people, traversing a thousand miles without stopping.
At this mont, each of them seed like a mighty warrior facing thousands of enemies, carving a bloody path through the enemy ranks.
"How are they so powerful?" The Blood Clan people were stunned.
Especially those Nascent Soul Stage experts; now, when Ye Haochuan looked at them, they felt a chill rising from their feet.
"Several of you, we really weren’t involved in this attack on the Holy See, why do you have to treat us like this?" Watching one clan mber after another die, a Nascent Soul Cultivator was nearly in tears.
"Get out!"
Ye Haochuan had no intention of listening to his explanation, and the Seven Segnt Rainbow kept shifting, rcilessly reaping the lives of the Blood Clan.
The Blood Clan cultivators were furious, gnashing their teeth, wishing they could tear Ye Haochuan apart and eat him.
Little did they know, Ye Haochuan was being so ruthless because his woman was in mortal danger.
"Sword Destroying Star!"
Ye Haochuan let out a soft cry, and a golden giant sword slowly descended, turning all the Blood Clan cultivators within dozens of ters ahead into dust.
This sword almost took the lives of a hundred Blood Clan cultivators, successfully piercing through the encirclent.
Ye Haochuan didn’t have any ti to waste and rushed straight toward the central area of the Holy See.
Inside the Holy See, the handso young man raised his head in surprise and stared coldly at Ye Haochuan, saying, "Kid, are you tired of living, daring to interrupt this Duke’s al?"
His tone seed devoid of emotion, but Ye Haochuan could clearly feel Duke Abel’s murderous intent.
Upon reaching the Nascent Soul Stage, each minor rank is a huge chasm. Even those who can easily kill Nascent Soul Early Stage experts don’t dare claim to be a match for Nascent Soul Mid-Stage cultivators.
Of course, Ye Haochuan knew this, but when he saw Sophia, whose face was pale to the extre, all his concerns turned into a raging fury.
Last ti, when he was detained by the Holy See, it was all thanks to Sophia’s negotiations. Later, when he infiltrated the Holy See’s headquarters, it was also thanks to Sophia letting him slip away. Now, being hard by this damn vampire, how could he not be angry?
"Die!"
Ye Haochuan roared and charged straight at Duke Abel.
"You really have so guts!" Duke Abel sneered and waved his hand, and a cloud of pitch-black mist instantly enveloped Ye Haochuan.
"Not good, it’s poison mist!" Feng iyi, usually indifferent, suddenly exclaid.
The Blood Clan excelled at using poison, or rather, they themselves were poisons, their every move carried toxicity.
"Genius Seven Kills, Control Formation!"
Ke Yan switched formations again; this Control Formation was a strong defensive formation. Not only did it have amazing defensive power, but it also allowed all the cultivators’ spiritual energy to circulate within the formation, unlike absorbing spiritual energy from the outside, thus defending against most toxic gases.
It must be said, this Genius Seven Kills Formation was indeed formidable. Although the black poison enveloped all seven, it had no effect whatsoever.
"Quite an interesting formation!" Duke Abel suddenly chuckled, retracted the mist, and advanced swiftly.
Poison was only the second thod of the Blood Clan, their strongest ans was still their strange bodies.
At this mont, Duke Abel seed to transform into a ghost, his speed reaching its peak. Ye Haochuan only saw a few afterimages pass by, and several long finger marks appeared on his body.
Seeing this, Ke Yan grew anxious and waved her fingers a few tis within the formation, then stamped her foot. The "Control" character at the center of the formation suddenly flashed with golden light, and a turtle shell-like ochre Protective Shield rose up.
Clang~ clang~ clang
In less than half a second, the Protective Shield was attacked several tis.
However, this shield was extrely sturdy, leaving not a trace from the multiple attacks.
"Oh? Such strong defensive power? Since when did Huaxia have such a powerful formation?" Duke Abel’s figure reappeared, curiously looking at the Genius Seven Kills Formation.
Ye Haochuan assessed the few finger marks on his body. The wounds weren’t deep but carried poison.
Ye Haochuan let out a light snort, and several Silver Needles flew out, piercing key acupoints on his body.
A mont later, a few drops of black blood oozed from his wounds.
"He’s even a dicinal Cultivator? This kid really is sothing!" Duke Abel’s face showed a faint smirk.
From start to finish, he was like a cat toying with mice, never taking Ye Haochuan and the others as equal opponents.
"Kid, are you interested in joining our Blood Clan? I can make you a Marquis under my command!"
At this mont, a few Nascent Soul Early Stage Blood Clan cultivators, who were earlier terrified by Ye Haochuan, also rushed in. Hearing this, they exclaid in disbelief: "Your Grace, this person has killed so many of our clan mbers, making him a Marquis might not pacify the masses!"
It was only natural for him to be surprised. In the Blood Clan, titles aren’t exactly related to cultivation but depend entirely on bloodline. Among them, only one was granted the title of Marquis.
"Just a few servants dead, it’s not a big deal!" Duke Abel dismissed it lightly, "I find this kid pleasing, giving him a Marquis title isn’t a loss!"
With that, he turned to Ye Haochuan and said, "How about it? Consider it, a Marquis in the Blood Clan is not much worse than an Elder in your so-called Ancient Martial Arts Sect!"
Ye Haochuan ignored him completely, quickly maneuvering the Genius Seven Kills Formation to Sophia’s location.
He was tily; Sophia’s blood hadn’t been entirely drained, and she still had a breath left.
However, she was on the verge of death, and with the Blood Clan’s poison present, even Ye Haochuan wasn’t sure he could save her.
Ye Haochuan swiftly took out several Silver Needles to sustain Sophia’s life.
"What bullshit Marquis, I’m not interested!" Ye Haochuan’s voice was cold, "Those aren’t your blood to take, spit them out!"
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