Chapter 889 My master is Letter

"What?! They are all dead?!" Massala suddenly changed color and screamed: "You lowly creatures should die ten thousand times..." As he spoke, he rushed towards Tan Ailing like crazy, his eyes widened and his fingers stretched out.

"You should die old guy! No one can live in this world after insulting my master!" Lucien also roared angrily, and the clouds of pointing rain claws hit the clouds. The fierce wind, with the sharp roar of fingers, suddenly faced Massarah.

Although Massara had been blinded by his anger and hatred and had committed a taboo in battle, his strength was indeed more than one head higher than Rucien. Facing the cover of the rain claw clouds, he did not dodge or avoid it. With a sharp roar, he quickly shook his claws and transformed into a mountain-like shadow screen in front of him.

"Zheng!" A violent shock was incredible that a bare-handed confrontation would even splash Mars.

Russian's finger claw cloud failed to shake off Massara as he wished, but instead he was led to his counterattack force and turned to the outside.

Russian was shocked. He didn't expect that he was so much different from Massarah. After Rett empowered the prince's essence and blood, he thought he was no less than those old vampire princes, but now it seems that there is still a long way to go to compete with each other.

After shaking Russian away, Massara had red eyes, her sharp nails stretched out twenty centimeters, and a cold light hit Tan Ailing directly. Judging from her posture, it was quite meaningful to tear her apart.

Although we know that the mistresses have magic jewelry carefully refined by their masters, they should not be assured about safety, but out of the responsibility of a "subordinate", Rucien still dared not neglect and moved in the wrong way. His figure swirled and he reached out to rush to build the sharp cold light.

The change was as fast as lightning, too fast, no one could clearly see the changes that occurred between the two sides. Everyone could only hear a burst of explosions of firecrackers. However, the terrifying sound of cracking and broken bones that followed made Tan Ailing and others watching the battle sank.

Rucien's right arm was broken at the same elbow, and the huge pain made him weak, his center of gravity unstable, and his body leaned back and choked back. Fortunately, his efforts were not without rewards. At least Massara was blocked by him and no longer posed a threat to Tan Ailing.

For ordinary people, the injury of broken arm is quite serious, but for the blood-sucking family, it is not enough to worry. As long as there is enough blood, it is really easy to grow an arm again.

In fact, with Rucien's current strength, it is not impossible to fight Massara for a moment. However, in order to block all his moves against Tan Ailing, Rucien had to expose his weaknesses in the empty sect to the other party, giving the other party an opportunity to take advantage of it, and cut off a right hand by Massara's sharp nails.

Massara himself seemed to have not seen such an objective reason clearly. With a successful move, he stood proudly, sneered and flicked the blood on his nails, and looked at the vampires in a sinister way, saying, "Who else dares to go up, you traitors? Humph, although your strength has surpassed the Grand Duke, there is still a big gap compared to our prince's level! Tonight, I will kill you one by one here..."

Massarah laughed at the sky with a very arrogant look on his face.

He snorted coldly, and Tang Feiyan said murderously: "It doesn't matter if you can't beat you in a single fight, we can still fight together!"

I guess I have never seen anyone who can "blam the less with the more" so righteously. After Massarah was slightly stunned, he shouted again: "It turns out that he is a lowly creature. He can actually think that he can win with the more..."

Tang Feiyan rolled her eyes and said, "I thought that only those knight families inherited from the Middle World would pay attention to one-on-one courage. I didn't expect that your prince, the vampire clan, would care so much about the spirit of chivalry! Are you sure you are really a purebred vampire? Are you sure your father is a vampire, not a knight?!"

"You little bitch who deserves to die ten thousand times..." Massara, who felt that her bloodline was insulted, was furious, and her already tumbling blood became more and more exciting.

Seeing that although he was furious, Meng Lang did not pounce. Barbara next to him spoke and said with concern: "Your Highness, don't be fooled. They are urging you to take action and want to surround you!"

Massara seemed to be unable to hide her face, and paused, showing a bold and arrogant attitude, and shouted: "Barbara, you stand aside and look carefully. These traitors cannot do anything to me! Let me use facts to tell you why there are only thirteen princes in the blood-sucking clan..."

Just as Massarah's bold statement fell, a figure was approaching like lightning, and his claws flashing with gloomy light quickly and strangely reached his throat.

Massara's eyes froze, and a finger popped out, and with a "clang" sound, it hit the claw that was exploring, and shook the raided vampire five meters away.

Massala smiled proudly and said majestic: "I said, you are far from it!"

The raider ignored his words at all, retreated and moved forward again and again, his claws and shadows were fierce and fierce, and his attack was sharp and ruthless.

At the same time, six new princes, including Rucien, who had broken arm, also moved in one go and flashed strangely to Massarah. Seven people surrounded him in the direction of the Beidou Tiangang Seven Star Formation. The "Finger Rain Claw Cloud" composed of fourteen hands opposed Massarah in the array.

"Kill!" A thunderous shout came from Massarah's mouth. Suddenly, the claws that were covered in human eyes were filled with countless screaming fingers, intertwined into a net that was covered with the sky and the earth, facing the other net of the same shape.

A mature master vs seven newborn masters!

The moment the two sides touched, a scene of lightning sparks burst out like National Day fireworks. The wind was howling, the lightning suddenly burst, and the roar of strong energy tore through the air made people feel scared. The scene was thrilling, as if the heaven and earth were shifting at this moment, and the sun and the moon were floating and rising.

As the wind roared and the dark and violent cracked, the two sides fought for a long time, and suddenly the figures swayed, and eight people flew backwards in all directions.

Sweat on the foreheads of Lucien and seven others slowly flowed down, breathing rapidly, and there were many broken clothes on their bodies.

It was not easy for Massara, one-on-seven, to take a hard time. The frequency of attack was too fast, which caused his hands to tremble slightly, and the heavy breathing sound was clearly heard by Tan Ailing and Tang Feiyan outside the battle circle.

Barbara took out a packet of plasma at the right time and said, "Your Highness, since the other party can shamelessly bully the less, then we should not take care of our identity too much! Drink some blood and speed up the recovery!"

Massala, who had already felt a little trouble, looked at Barbara with satisfaction, took the stairs and drank it all, and said loudly: "Traitors, let me clear the portal first..."

Russian and others ignored him at all, and the seven people rushed in like lightning. The combined force version of the finger rain claw cloud was emitted again, gathering towards the same focus.

"This move is still there?! Is it useful..." Massala laughed wildly and took action again, preparing to use the experience just now to severely damage a "traitor".

The roar of the gale of the wind is like turning the world back, the roar of the thunder seems to be able to break up mountains and collapse. The violent reverb makes the hair explode, and the burst of blood makes all the spectators palpitations.

The wind suddenly blew and the blood rain fell. In the arena, Massala stood up like a god of war like a mountain. But when he looked closely, his chest and back rolled up countless bloody wounds. Unstoppable blood flowed out, not only wetting his clothes, but also smearing the ground under his feet.

Looking down at a wound that had not healed, Massara's eyes gradually became angry from confusion. He turned his head and looked straight at Barbara with a blue face, and said in a deep voice: "Where did you get the plasma you gave me?"

Barbara smiled and said respectfully: "It's the batch I took from the blood bank of the city hospital yesterday! You said that those are all virgin plasma..."

Barbara's expression made Massara's eyes confused again, and he murmured to himself: "Those batches yesterday?! It's strange, why is something wrong? Not only is my blood energy suppressed, but there is also a force that destroys the healing power of my blood energy..."

"Your Highness, I can answer this question!" Barbara smiled gracefully and bowed slightly, "The plasma you and I did take away in the blood bank yesterday... but before coming here, I added something to it..."

Massara's face changed, and she waited fiercely for Barbara with a normal face and shouted, "What did you add?"

"It's nothing, it's just two!" Barbara smiled sweetly and said, "One of them should be clear, is the injection developed by Baicaoyuan that can suppress the blood energy of our blood-sucking clan! The other one you may not know is the 'Sephip Powder' made by my supreme and omnipotent master! The effect of the Sephip Powder is very single, it is to make people's blood flow. But after all, it was developed by my master and its effectiveness is extraordinary. Even the Vampire Prince cannot overcome the medicinal properties of this Sephip Powder..."

The fact is just as Barbara said, the originally somewhat terrifying resilience of the Vampire Prince had disappeared, and Massara, who was covered in trauma, had become a blood man, and the dripping blood almost turned the land under his feet into mud.

The pale-faced Massara interrupted Barbara's flattery of "Septic Blood San" and asked weakly: "Who is your master? Is it Anne or Delis?"

Shaking his head, Barbara said proudly: "My master is Ret..."

Although Massara was impatient, she was not stupid. When Barbara said this, he had figured out most of the things, smiled miserably, and said, "I didn't expect that we were all fooled by Rhet... Whether in the Western world or the Chinese world of practice, they were actually played with by a young man in his early twenties. Hey, if I say this, who would believe it..."

"You can't have a chance to tell me!" Tan Ailing gave a light order: "Take him!"

Looking at Rucien and others gathered around, Massara, who could be suppressed and lost too much blood, had no resistance, and could only watch Rucien slapped his head with his one-claw in revenge...
Chapter completed!