Seeing Ling Yun quickly rushing towards Marquis Anderson, those blood clans who were fleeing in all directions suddenly gave up on escaping, and they all turned around and pounced on Ling Yun and Jester desperately!

The five-hundred-year-old Marquis Anderson is the loyal servant of Grand Duke Dracula, and the ancestor of these counts, viscounts and barons.

It's just that in this way, it fell into Ling Yun's hands, of course Ling Yun knew that Marquis Anderson could not be killed in a while, so he would take the opportunity to kill all these little minions first!

Ling Yun put away the golden longbow, took the Bloody Demon Knife and the Dark Storm in his hand, and ordered Jester, "Jester, rush me!"

At this time, the peak of Tianmao Peak and the bats hidden in the crevices of the cliffs, regardless of rank, no longer seemed to be afraid of Lingyun's Divine Dragon Roar and Fire Spirit Runes, but flew up into the sky one after another, all of them turned into humanoid big birds, one by one with blue-faced fangs, spread their huge wings, quickly gathered, and pounced towards Lingyun!

Jester was not afraid, he flapped his lilac wings violently, carried Lingyun steadily, and rushed towards the humanoid big bird pile in front of him, and the distance of 100 meters was instantaneous!

The bloodiest hand-to-hand combat broke out in an instant!

Ling Yun stood proudly on Jester's back with the Blood Demon Knife in his left hand and the Dark Storm in his right hand, waving his hands wildly as soon as he entered the enemy formation!

"Snort!"

The sharp blades and blades, the sound of cutting through the body of the blood clan suddenly sounded, Jester was the first to sprint, and all the blood clans that stood in front of the two of them were all cut off by Ling Yun's magic knife and magic sword!

Countless severed arms and stumps fell from the air, and the screams of the blood clan resounded in the sky, Ling Yun's expression was indifferent, his eyes were firm, and he was not affected in any way.

With just one charge, Ling Yun killed more than twenty blood clans, and the speed of his attack was very fast, and none of the blood clans that entered his attack range could be silenced!

"Kill!"

Jester's body froze, Ling Yun immediately put the tip of his tongue on his teeth, shouted violently, and surrounded by countless humanoid birds, he launched the method of chopping melons and chopping and chopping, and there was a burst of indiscriminate chopping!

Jester, of course, will not be idle, he is on a rampage of excitement in the encirclement, and everywhere he goes, there is a bloody storm!

"If people don't offend me, I won't offend people, blood clan, since you found me, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

At this moment, Ling Yun seemed to have turned into a peerless killing god from hell, using the magic knife and magic sword in his hand to frantically harvest the life of the blood clan.

"Bang bang!"

With two loud bangs, Jester's body shook wildly, and Ling Yun's figure naturally shook!

Ling Yun's divine sense swept away, and it turned out that it was two earls who rushed to the bottom of Jester, and they saw the opportunity and hit Jester with two punches!

Jester has been flying in the air now, his wings are open, Lingyun can protect the safety above him, but he can't protect Jester's underside because of Jester's wings.

Now that they were in the enemy's formation, full of blood on all sides, Jester tried his best to dodge and rush left and right, but it was still difficult to avoid the attack of the same kind, and this time he was finally mortally wounded!

"Jester, I'll clear the way for you, fly up!"

Ling Yun was not in a hurry, and let out a loud shout, and the blood clan on the top of the head of the Dark Blood Demon Sword and the Dark Storm Dance were impenetrable, scattered!

At the same time, Ling Yun's mind changed and suddenly ran the Xuanhuang Sutra violently!

The powerful Xuanhuang True Qi instantly left his body, directly enveloping Ling Yun and Jester, after Jester was injured, he was already flying unsteadily, but with the help of Xuanhuang True Qi, he instantly lifted his spirits, and with a strange cry of comfort, he suddenly raised his claws and tore a blood baron who was close to him alive!

"Ahhhh

Xuanhuang True Qi was an elixir for Jester, but for the other blood clans, it was simply a deadly poisonous gas, and whenever they were by Ling Yun's side, they felt their bodies stagnate at the same time, and they all screamed miserably!

"Hmph, kill again!"

It was only now that Ling Yun's hole cards finally began to be used one by one, and now, his methods of dealing with the blood clan were too many!

"Sneer, snort!"

The Lingyun Dark Blood Demon Knife and the Dark Storm were slashed again, and more than a dozen Blood Clans were slashed by Lingyun again, and the huge corpses fell down one after another!

Soon, Ling Yun and Jester broke out of the encirclement of the Blood Clan, and in this killing, hundreds of Blood Clans were completely hanged!

"Devil! He's a devil who came out of hell, how is that possible?!"

On the peak of Tianmao Peak, the old Marquis Anderson's pale and pale face was all unspeakably frightened, and he came with the order of Grand Duke Dracula, bringing a total of five marquises, a hundred counts, and more than four hundred viscounts and barons.

But the two sides have fought so far, five marquis two dead and two wounded, and one of the remaining marquis is embarrassed, and his thigh was also shot by Ling Yun with an arrow, and the sharp arrow has been pulled out, but the wound is still bleeding until now, it is the injury caused by the pure silver arrow all over the body, even if it is a marquis, it is impossible to heal in a short time.

Of the hundred counts, there are less than thirty left, and more than four hundred viscounts and barons are even more than a hundred, and this battle can be described as a heavy loss!

Anderson desperately tilted his head, watching Lingyun gallop through the air, killing all directions, as if he was in a no-man's land, he was almost stupid!

"It's really a dark storm...... Bloodline's magic sword Dark Storm!It's just, what's the matter with that black magic knife?"

"No, he should be a legendary, a monk from the East! However, it seems that he can't fly yet, how can he make our blood clan like this?!"

Anderson forgot all about the pain, and even gave up command, his tall body trembling, and he kept muttering to himself.

"Mr. Anderson, what should we do now?!"

The only uninjured marquis, looking at the corpses of the servants that kept falling from the sky, was extremely anxious, and asked Anderson.

"Dark Storm! Dark Storm is the nemesis of our Blood Clan, we must find a way to take it!"

Anderson's red eyes snapped into two terrifying rays of light, and with a flap of his wings, he came to the two marquis who had been shot and wounded.

"Dear Satan, I am your faithful servant, Marquis Anderson, please grant me the power of darkness!"

"Dark Healing!"

As Anderson chanted the incantation, his two sharp claws came out together, and at the same time, two dark red lights emitted at the same time, and the injured parts of the two injured marquis flashed and disappeared!

The two marquis were each hit by two arrows, both of which were penetrating wounds caused by pure silver arrows, which were bleeding incessantly, but after Anderson's treatment, the four wounds miraculously began to heal slowly.

This is the healing magic of the blood clan, which heals wounds with blood, but the old Marquis Anderson is obviously not of enough level and has a very hard time using it, but in order to retrieve the dark storm, he has to do so.

In the air, Ling Yun and Jester rushed out of the battle group quickly, he stood proudly on Jester's back, and asked in a deep voice, "Jester, can you still withstand it?"

Ling Yun has infinite strength, strong defense, and is still fierce to this day, but Jester is now equivalent to his mount, if Jester can't withstand it, even if he has great ability, it is useless.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

Jester flapped his wings slightly, gasping like a cow, like pulling a bellows, he had just rushed into the encirclement of countless earls and viscounts, although Ling Yun was killed, but the pressure he was under was extremely great!

"Old ...... Boss...... I might have to take a break, please, give me some more immortal energy, they are too many to live ......"

This is also Jester, who has been embraced by Ling Yun for the first time, if he changes to a blood clan, not to mention the viscount and earl, he is a marquis, and he is already tired for a while!

"Bang Bang ......"

Ling Yun raised his hand violently and threw out a fire spirit rune, killing several blood clans who rushed to him, then put away the Dark Blood Demon Knife, and bent down to put his hand on Jester's back, and a large amount of Xuanhuang True Qi was continuously transmitted to Jester's body.

This is a special enemy, this is a special battle, the master and servant, no one can leave it, Ling Yun deeply understands this.

What made Ling Yun extremely happy was that Xuanhuang True Qi was really able to restrain the blood clan and help Jester's supreme treasure, and soon, Jester's injuries were almost recovered, and most of his physical strength was recovered.

"It's strange, they've been killed like this, why didn't they run away?"

While Ling Yun was healing Jester's wounds, he stared at the blood clan in the distance, they had already been slaughtered eighty percent, but they didn't run away anymore, and looking like that, they actually wanted to fight Ling Yun to the death!

Jester spoke: "Boss, you just took out the Dark Storm, any blood clan, as long as they see the Dark Storm, they will either flee when they hear the wind, or they will grab it, and there is no other choice......

"If I'm not mistaken, the old marquis below must have recognized it, and since he saw the Dark Storm, he would definitely snatch it back...... Because, your dark storm is a nightmare for all the bloods in the West!"

Ling Yun suddenly heard this, he smiled coldly and said, "I see, I said why don't they run away, but it's better this way, let's just kill them cleanly!"

Jace nodded, but carefully reminded Ling Yun: "Boss, you must be careful, the marquis below must be very old, and he already knows some high-level magic of our blood clan......"

"And by his side, there are three marquis joining forces with him, this battle is not easy to fight!"

Ling Yun was now less than three hundred meters away from the peak of Heavenly Spear Peak, and he was always staring at Anderson's movements with the Yin and Yang Divine Eyes, and naturally saw the scene of Anderson healing the injuries of the two marquises.

"Don't worry, let's kill all these little minions in front of us first, as for the three marquises, he saved them in vain, and kill them again!"