The movement in the castle immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the Holy See.

Almost at the same moment, in the depths of the main hall on the right, two breaths that surpassed the Yuan Infant Realm suddenly rose into the sky.

"It seems that we will not be able to leave so easily."

Ye Fei laughed lightly, and no longer hid his breath at this moment, and the violent thunder power in his body immediately rose from the ground, not to be outdone.

Inside the ancient castle, the members of the Holy See couldn't help but feel palpitations at this moment, and they all looked up into the air.

The last rising thunder momentum, although the momentum was slightly insufficient, the furious meaning contained in it far exceeded the other three breaths, making people feel intimidating.

"Ye Fei, those two breaths in the distance give me a feeling of facing Kunlun Sect, is it ......?"

The medicinal power in Ling Yushuang's body dissolved at this moment, and the spiritual power in her body also recovered somewhat, but after feeling the sudden rise in the distance, she couldn't help but be shocked in her heart.

"Holy See, Pope." Ye Fei's face was as usual, and he responded in a low voice.

He had fought with the Pope before, and this breath was not unfamiliar, and as for the other one, it should be the Lord of the Holy See's judgment.

This place is the territory of the Holy See, and it is reasonable for these strong men to appear at the same time.

"Ah, what are we going to do then?" When Ling Yushuang heard this, the expression on her face was suddenly a little overwhelmed.

After all, she was only a junior of Kunlun, and she was not at the same level as the Pope of the Holy See, and she was seriously injured at this time, and she subconsciously grabbed Ye Fei's arm while opening her mouth.

Ye Fei's face was calm, and after glancing at the main hall in the distance, he withdrew his gaze and looked at the door of the main hall in front of him again.

Compared to the Pope and the others, the person in the hall in front of him brought him a stronger sense of threat.

"Do you know anything about the Bloodline?" Ye Fei groaned a little, then turned his head to look at Ling Yushuang.

Ling Yushuang was slightly stunned, then nodded and said, "The overall strength of the Western Blood Clan is said to be not inferior to that of the Holy See. ”

Just as the two were talking, in front of the gate of the main hall in front of them, there were bursts of even footsteps, and the smell of blood in the surrounding air soared again, vaguely suppressing the breath of Ye Fei and the others.

I saw a tall and thin man, a handsome man with long dark red hair, slowly walking out of the door.

"That's him, he's the one who captured me here." Ling Yushuang's eyes trembled slightly, and her body couldn't help but take half a step back, and said in a low voice.

Ye Fei's eyes flashed slightly, and then he looked up, and he could see a dark red cloak robe at this moment, the red hair was moving with the wind behind his head, his handsome face was like a knife, and the whole person exuded a noble and unstained temperament.

"Hello, my name is Dracula." The red-robed man paused, a polite smile on his face at the same time.

Ling Yushuang in mid-air, his face couldn't help but show surprise again at this time.

"Blood...... Bloodline Patriarch, Dracula. ”

"I have no grudge against your clan in the Kunlun Snow Region, why do you want to arrest me?" Ling Yushuang was shocked at the same time, and almost subconsciously spoke.

The castle was in the air, a fine light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, this person's strength undoubtedly surpassed Yuan Ying, and he even felt that this person was much stronger than the Pope.

The pattern of the Western martial arts world is different from that of Huaxia.

Compared with the Holy See or the monastery, the history of these ancient families is obviously longer, and most of the people in front of him are also estimated to be old monsters who have lived for many years.

"I'm very sorry for this beautiful young lady."

"I'd like to invite you to join my family, if you wish." The smile on Dracula's face remained unchanged, and he gently raised his right arm and spoke very gentlemanly.

Ling Yushuang was slightly stunned, and Ye Fei's face couldn't help but show a strange look at this time.

Could it be that this blood clan patriarch really has a crush on Ling Yushuang?

"I ...... I. After Ling Yushuang was stunned for a while, her eyes suddenly showed a look of confusion, and her body unconsciously moved forward half a step.

Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and his reaction could be described as extremely fast, and the thunder arc in his palm instantly gushed out, and he suddenly pointed at the eyebrows of the person beside him.

Although he didn't know much about the purpose of the blood clan patriarch, Ye Fei knew it clearly, if he didn't bring Ling Yushuang out, this woman would be cold at the moment.

"As the patriarch of the blood clan, using such a charm method will inevitably lose his identity." Ye Fei withdrew his fingers and raised his eyes at the same time to sweep the person in front of him.

Beside him, after Ling Yushuang came back to her senses, her face suddenly turned a little red, and her body retreated again and again, looking at the person in front of the front hall, her eyes were full of jealousy.

Dracula chuckled, and then his gaze fell on Ye Fei.

"Inheritor of the Ice God, leave this young lady behind, and I can let you go." The smile on Dracula's face was a little unpredictable at this time, and he looked at Ye Fei and said slowly.

As soon as Dracula's words fell, without waiting for Ye Fei to respond, two long rainbows suddenly crossed the sky in the distance.

One of them was the Pope, and the other was a short-haired man in a white robe and silver armor.

"He must not be let go!"

"Ye Fei, the emperor didn't go to look for you, you actually sent it to the door yourself, even if Fu Cangtian's true body came here tonight, you would not be able to escape death." The Pope's whole body was white, and his eyes were full of anger at this moment.

The silver-armored man also burst out with an astonishing aura on his body at this moment, and his eyes locked on Ye Fei at the same time.

Ye Fei smiled lightly, the spiritual power around his body surged, and he glanced up at the Pope in front of him and said, "Oh, your injuries are healed?" ”

These seemingly casual words suddenly made the Pope's face turn blue instantly, and he chose to run away in front of a Jindan junior, which was undoubtedly a shame.

If it weren't for the presence of that Fu Cangtian at the beginning, even if he was seriously injured, he would definitely kill this Ye Fei.

"Huaxia children, rest so fast!"

"Emperor Rong sealed your spiritual power first, and if it falls into the hands of this emperor, you will be better off than dead." The momentum on the Pope's body continued to rise at this time, and the anger in his eyes had reached the extreme.

This is the Holy See Castle, and now not only is the Holy See ruling here, but even the blood clan patriarch happened to be invited by him tonight, and the three powerhouses of the Yuanying Realm who are far away are here, and no one can protect this Ye Fei.

"You really think that Ye is afraid that you won't succeed." Ye Fei was not to be outdone, and the Lotus Hua Sword in his palm burst out with a cold glow.

In the face of the three powerhouses in the Western martial arts world, who were almost standing at the top, he was naturally careless, so he could only kill one person first, and then with the help of the power of the Silver Horn Thunder Beast, he should be able to retreat with his whole body.

Ye Fei barely hesitated, the Lotus Blossom Immortal Sword came out of his hand, and the sword path incarnation technique was already ready to be used.

"It's this trick again, the emperor won't give you a chance to make a move." The Pope had obviously been on guard for a long time, and under the surge of momentum around him, an extremely terrifying oppressive force erupted.

The hard power between the two can be said to be very different.

As Fu Cangtian said at the beginning, if the Pope suppressed it with all his strength and blocked Ye Fei's spiritual power at the beginning, even if he was strong, he would not be able to show it.

In the middle of the castle, this coercive force appeared, and the space seemed to be directly frozen.

Ye Fei, who was originally holding a sword in front of him, suddenly felt a terrifying tearing force, completely enveloping his figure, and his figure seemed to be imprisoned.

"This force ......"

"Is this the realm of the gods, all the ants under the gods." Ye Fei's complexion changed slightly, compared to his strength, it was really not enough.

Now Ye Fei's combat power, although he is not afraid of the Yuanying powerhouse, but in the face of these powerhouses standing at the top of the martial arts, it is really difficult to fight with them head-on.

"I can't say it, I have to summon the Silver Horn Thunder Beast." Ye Fei gritted his teeth at this time, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

Now that the body is imprisoned, it has become extremely difficult to mobilize spiritual power, and it is difficult to perform the art of kendo incarnation.

At this moment, in front of the main hall below the ancient castle, Dracula suddenly raised his head, the smile on his face retracted, and then let out a cold snort.

"Pope, are you when my Dracula doesn't exist?" Dracula's blood flickered around him, and he suddenly spoke in a deep voice.

As soon as these words came out, the oppressive force in the surrounding air immediately trembled, and the face of the Pope in mid-air changed drastically, and his body couldn't help but take two steps back.

The Lord of the Holy See's rulings suddenly turned his head at this time, and looked at Dracula with a look of vigilance in his eyes.

As the power of oppression dissipated, Ye Fei's figure recovered, a decisive look flashed in his eyes, the spiritual power in his body turned wildly, and the Lotus Blossom Immortal Sword had already melted into the night.

"Kendo incarnation." Ye Fei let out a low snort, and the momentum of his whole body soared into the sky.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, this technique has been condensed.

Even if the Pope reacted at this time and imprisoned Ye Fei's body, he only needed to move his mind, and the earth-shattering sword would still be slashed out.

"Dracula......" Ye Fei didn't rush to make a move, but turned his head to look at the blood-clothed man below.

This person's position, Ye Fei was a little difficult to guess at this time, and he still looked like he was going to make a move on him, and the momentum that erupted at this moment was obviously helping himself.

The Pope in mid-air also reacted quickly, and at the same time focused his eyes on Dracula.

"Blood Patriarch, this emperor has no intention of offending."

"This Chinese and my Western martial arts world can be said to be mortal enemies, and countless Western powerhouses have died at the hands of this person." The Pope seemed to be a little jealous of Dracula, and hurriedly spoke at this time.

This blood clan patriarch, in the Western martial arts world, can be said to have been famous for a long time, and his strength is even more unfathomable.

At this moment, the Pope vaguely remembered that before the fall of the previous old Pope, he had warned him many times that in the future, even if the Holy See offended that Fu Cangtian in Huaxia, it would never offend the patriarch of the blood clan.

The Lord of the Holy See has rotated for a hundred years, and the blood patriarch has indeed survived forever.

The Pope couldn't be sure how strong the blood-clothed man in front of the hall below was, but if he did it, he would have been injured and would definitely not be this man's opponent.