Chapter 8: The Vulcan Fights Cain

Hahaha..." Duke Biki became arrogant and proud: "As long as I have the 'Cain's left hand', no matter what master you are in the world, even if the Pope comes, you have to kneel at my feet."

The shrill sound is like a bat roaring at night, which is creepy.

At this time, the pleasant flute sound suddenly stopped. Ouyang Xuan slowly walked to Lin Danfeng and sisters and said lightly: "Is that true!? However, you probably have to pass my level before you speak loudly."

Duke Biki stared at Ouyang Xuan with fierce eyes, his blood-red tongue licked his fishy fangs, and said grimly: "Last night, if you hadn't been concerned about keeping the secret of 'Cain's left hand', how could you Chinese people hurt me? Today, I have sacrificed my best fortune and ended. As for you, I will definitely support you later and turn you into my loyal slave."

Ouyang Xuan was furious and sneered: "You should be fucking bad guys, not as good as those who are so tall and thick as heaven and earth. Today I will let you see the true strength of the Chinese people."

"Boom--" Suddenly, a red flame burst out from Ouyang Xuan's body, and a set of armor that seemed to fly out of the alien dimension space automatically penetrated Ouyang Xuan's body: it was fiery red, as if a ball of flame was burning.

Duke Biki was stunned: "Is this?"

"Just like your blood clan has a holy weapon, this armor is also the holy weapon of our Chinese nation." Ouyang Xuan stretched out his hand and formed the "Fire God Gun" that conquered all gods in the mythical war!

"Is that true?" Duke Biki looked at Ouyang Xuan's armor and spear in surprise, and said with a grim smile: "Okay, let's try it out, is it the sacred weapon of our blood clan or the sacred weapon of you Chinese?"

"Hu——" Ouyang Xuan jumped, soared into the air like a big bird, and flew to Gaogang's dwarf: "I have the courage to come here to fight."

Duke Biki couldn't stand showing weakness, so he jumped to Gaogang, with the blood-colored giant hands above his head following him like a shadow.

Here is far away from Lin Danfeng and Bishop Hermons, and Ouyang Xuan relaxes, pointing his gun diagonally to the ground, his magical pupils gradually become red, and his fierce fighting spirit begins to burn violently.

The air was as fierce as fire in an instant, and its powerful aura controlled the vast area of ​​Gaogang's dwarf.

Duke Biki clearly felt the huge spiritual power contained in Ouyang Xuan's body, and his rampant face immediately became solemn: "What a strong power, our blood clan has always longed for fighting, come on, don't let this duke down."

"As you wish, the wrath of the Fire God, kill—" Ouyang Xuan shouted suddenly, and his body suddenly rotated above Fuyao. When he reached a height of dozens of meters, he suddenly waved a gun, and shot out a blade-shaped terrifying flame of light, slashing towards Duke Biki under him.

"Roar—" The blazing flames let out a huge roar like a dragon roar, roaring down from the sky.

Duke Biki didn't dare to be careless and shouted: "Cain's anger, break--"

In the air, the blood-colored giant hand suddenly shot out a huge blood light, which also roared from the wind and thunder toward the terrifying flame condensed by the "Samadhi True Fire".

"Boom--" A blood light and a red light collided. The unprecedented confrontation between the East and the West sacred artifacts burst out with terrible power: a powerful beam of light mixed with two forces rushed straight into the sky, illuminating most of the sky, as if the wrath of the gods were full of power; even the stormy aftermath swept across the ground, like a pair of extremely sharp steel knives that destroyed all trees, weeds, stones, and swept up the sky with hot dust.

Ouyang Xuan felt a huge force coming from the front of him, and he fell straight from the air, unable to stand firm, and "dengdeng..." he took five or six steps in a row before he stood firm again.

Duke Biki didn't take much advantage, and he took several steps back and almost fell on his back. Even the blood-colored jade hand in the air dimmed, as if it was slightly frustrated.

"It's really amazing!" Ouyang Xuan was shocked: The left hand of the ancestor of the blood clan was so powerful that it would be so powerful. If it were fully utilized, it would be really difficult to deal with.

"Hehe, please feel free!" Duke Biki's face turned crazy with excitement: "You Chinese are indeed a little furious. The blood of this Duke's battle has begun to boil. Come on, decide the winner."

Ouyang Xuan roared: "Go to die, look at the gun--!" The fiery red body jumped into the air and instantly turned into a flashing fire meteor, bursting out terrible light and heat, and rumbled towards Duke Biki like a comet hitting the earth.

"Well, Cain's counterattack, break--" Duke Biki shouted fiercely, and the blood-colored jade hand in the air suddenly became bigger again. In the burning blood, the rumbling sealed at the fire meteor transformed by Ouyang Xuan.

"Boom--" The blood-colored jade hand collided with the Fire Meteor in an instant, and the time stopped strangely for a second or two before it burst out with a powerful force like a nuclear explosion.

The sky was filled with blood, the flames were like rainbows, the earth trembled violently, and it churned like the sea. For a moment, a huge tall hill was like a small boat in the angry sea that could capsize at any time.

After a moment, Gao Gangshang returned to his calm again. Ouyang Xuan stood at the southern end with a fire spear, his face a little pale, a faint bloodshot appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was even more unspeakable pain and soreness all over his body.

Duke Biki stood at the north end, and once again burst out of countless bloody mouths, with bloody red blood flowing. The "Cain's left hand" in the air was not as powerful as before: his blood was greatly reduced, and he was obviously severely defeated.

In this battle, the two sides once again tied.

"Cough cough cough..." Ouyang Xuan suddenly coughed, tried hard to raise his unyielding spine, and sneered: "What is the case with 'Cain's left hand', I don't think so. At least, I was standing here forever, but someone was embarrassed and blood was swelling all over his body!"

Duke Biki was furious and sneered: "You Chinese monkey, don't talk big, your holy weapon is just like this. If it weren't for the protection of that armor, with your weak human body, you would have been torn to pieces in the explosion just now."

"What a pity, you seem to be unable to kill me tonight. Your family will come to your door. Don't forget to say thank you to them for me." Ouyang Xuan also said without hesitation.

"I'm afraid you won't see this day, because tonight you all have to die, and no one can escape." Duke Biki was not showing any weakness.

For a moment, both sides started to talk to Gaogang, and it seemed that no one wanted to do it first. The atmosphere was really weird.

In fact, both sides have the same meaning: in the second round of the confrontation just now, they both suffered heavy blows and needed time to gather strength again to fight again, so they started a verbal battle here.

Soon, both sides lost their strength to argue, and they quickly recovered their strength panting and prepared to fight again.

A few minutes passed quickly, Ouyang Xuan's whole body was gone, and his sharp eyes became as fierce as fire again.

The wounds on Duke Biki's body recovered again, and the blood-colored giant hand in the air gradually became stronger and seemed to have recovered a lot.

The two looked at each other at the same time, and the murderous aura in their eyes was fiercely clashing in the air, as if they could spark a fiery spark.

"Come on, one blow determines the outcome." Ouyang Xuan said coldly.

"Okay, I will definitely defeat you, the yellow monkey this time." Duke Biki said with a grin.

Ouyang Xuan was furious and urged Zhurong's inner pill with all his strength. In an instant, a faint flame seemed to burn behind him, and the fire god armor on his body burst out with red light; even the two red dragons on the armor and shield began to resurrect, swimming and making a roar of Qingyuan; and the Fire God Gun, which carries the wrath of the Fire God, even turned from red to gold, and the golden light frequently shot, making a faint hissing sound, as if there was life.

Duke Biki was surprised and intuitively felt Ouyang Xuan gathering terrible forces that seemed to be able to destroy the world. His face was solemn and roared wildly: "Come on, the ultimate secret of the blood clan, from Cain's last power and sorrow - Cain's resentment!"

In an instant, blood lights of "Cain's left hand" burst out in the sky, as if a blood-colored torch emitted a burning light. Soon, the blood-colored giant fingers suddenly bent one by one, making a strange gesture, which seemed to be full of anger and sorrow, sadness and resentment, unwillingness and struggle, made the gathered power have a terrible evil spirit and resentment.

Ouyang Xuan finally gathered enough strength and shouted: "Let all sins live forever in the fire, go, the wrath of the God of Fire!"

"Boom--" The Fire God Spear rushed into the air like a golden rainbow, and it rotated violently in Duke Biki's solemn eyes. In an instant, the golden light danced wildly, and there were thousands of fire snakes. Suddenly, the Fire God Spear roared and suddenly stabbed straight down from the air, bringing up a flashing golden rainbow.

Duke Biki also moved his voice at this time and shouted loudly: "Go, the holy power from the ancestor!"

The strange gesture of the blood-colored giant hand suddenly opened, and a huge blood flower bloomed in an instant. The blood flower bloomed quickly, and the petals were like blood, and a terrible blood light shot out to meet the Fire God Spear.

"Boom--" A huge explosion rose into the sky, and the fierce flames broke through the sky. It felt like the wind and clouds were surging, and it was still vaguely heard dozens of miles away.

Ouyang Xuan felt the light in front of him, and his eyes were filled with severe pain. A terrible shock wave hit his face, as if it was filled with the terrible power to destroy everything.

Ouyang Xuan was shocked and hurriedly blocked the red dragon shield on his left arm in front of him. In a long and clear roar, the red dragon shield burst out with a fiery red light, struggling to protect Ouyang Xuan's swaying boat in the waves like a sea.

I don’t know how long it took, but the huge shock wave in the field disappeared. Ouyang Xuan’s legs and feet were sore and could no longer stand firm. He knelt on the ground with a "thump".

He raised his head with difficulty and looked in front of him with concern:

The huge Gao Gang was cut off a layer in the explosion, and a hard rock layer appeared, which was as red as fire at this moment.

A dozen steps in front of Ouyang Xuan, the dim Fire Spike lay quietly, as if he was asleep, and he could hardly feel the existence of spiritual power.

Not far from the Fire God Spear, there was a blood-colored humanoid palm, which was covered with a layer of dust and was lying calmly in the soil.

At this time, who would have thought that the Fire God Gun, which was intimidating all gods in the East and the left hand of the ancestor of the Western blood clan, would have been so depressed.

Looking at Duke Biki not far away, Xinsheng's right arm broke again with shoulder-length shoulders, and his whole body was charred black, revealing countless wounds surging blood. At this time, he was even more unbearable than Ouyang Xuan. He lay quietly on the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth, and couldn't even sit up.

"Hahaha... Cough cough..." Ouyang Xuan laughed: "You bastard, we Chinese will win! Why don't you get up and kill me at this time?"

Ouyang Xuan struggled to stand up and staggered towards the Fire God Spear.

For Ouyang Xuan, who has a very perverted physique, these dozen steps are n times easier than eating. At this time, he moved for more than half a minute before he struggled to walk to the Fire God Spear.

"Old guy, you're so good, I won't lose your face as a master and our Chinese." Ouyang Xuan was cautious and picked up the Fire Spike with great relief.

At the same time, he also held the 'Cain's left hand' in his hand. Seeing that the blood-colored palm seemed to be not amazing at all, Ouyang Xuan laughed: "Okay, this treasure belongs to us Chinese, you can die."

Ouyang Xuan took a difficult step and approached Duke Biki step by step.

Duke Biki's energy was greatly damaged at this time, and even if he had the abnormal recovery ability, he could not move for a while. He could only watch Ouyang Xuan holding the Fire Spike and stepping on the drum beat of the God of Death, step by step.

"Despicable, if you hadn't been protected by the armor, you wouldn't have beaten me." Duke Biki cursed unconvincedly, while spitting blood in pain.

Ouyang Xuan sneered: "Then why didn't you tell the monks of the Holy See just now, "I don't use 'Cain's left hand' to deal with you, okay?"

Finally, Ouyang Xuan moved to Duke Biki with difficulty, and used all his last strength to raise the Fire Spike, and was about to stab the Duke Biki in the heart.

As long as you stab, the sharp and blazing Fire Spike can easily destroy Duke Biki's blood crystal and let this powerful vampire die.

But just as Ouyang Xuan was about to stab, a shrill scream suddenly came from the sky. This scream seemed like a devil howling in the night, and the night owl sang in the starry sky, making people feel goosebumps.

Ouyang Xuan raised his head in surprise and saw dozens of golden tracks suddenly flashing above his head. Ouyang Xuan could see clearly: these dozens of golden tracks were actually dozens of huge golden bats.

Ouyang Xuan's heart sank: No, there are so many vampires coming out again, so I'm in trouble.

In a daze, Ouyang Xuan did not stab the Fire Spike in his hand.

Suddenly, dozens of golden bats fell straight from the air together, and one of them shouted loudly: "Please stop and don't kill it."

"Peng——" A golden light flashed by, and dozens of golden bats turned into dozens of vampires wearing black robes, with ashen faces and bloody fangs.

Ouyang Xuan felt cold in his heart: It’s so miserable. More than a dozen golden bats, at least they are all duke-level masters. This time, I’m so happy. If I weren’t injured, of course I wouldn’t be afraid of them, but now I’m not much better than an ordinary person, so what should I do?

Just when Ouyang Xuan was nervous and didn't know whether the person came was an enemy or a friend, a vampire stepped forward a few steps forward, and a bloody face appeared on his face, showing an elegant and handsome face.

"Dear Chinese friend, I am Tumon Lasombra's prince of the lasombra family. The blood clan under your feet is a traitor of our family. Please return it to me. Also," Tumon stared at the 'Cain left hand that Ouyang Xuan held with sharp and eagerness, and seemed to swallow greedily: "The blood clan you are holding is also a holy weapon of our lasombra family for thousands of years. Please return it to us."

Ouyang Xuan was furious. He was reluctant to work hard but someone else picked peaches. He sneered: "You speak Chinese well, but it is probably not so easy. First, the duke of your family, Biki Raso, committed a bloody crime in China and must accept punishment from Chinese law. It is probably not so easy to take it away so easily. Second, this 'Cain's left hand' is the weapon of this serious crime. After being subdued by our Chinese government, it should belong to our Chinese government. Therefore, I cannot agree to you any of your requests."

"Bastard, how dare you speak like this to our noble prince of the blood clan, and you can't die." A vampire duke behind Tumon was furious, and murderous intent emerged in his eyes.

"Joseph, shut up." Tumon suddenly said coldly.

"Yes, Your Highness the Prince." The vampire Duke, who was always lawless, could only obediently close his mouth.

"Kill me, don't hand me over, give it to them." Suddenly, the dying Duke Biki said with difficulty, his tone was filled with pleading.

Ever since seeing the family's masters coming, the rampant vampire duke has been looking dead, and deep fear has appeared in his blood-red eyes. It seems that the vampire family must have been very harsh in handling traitors.

Ouyang Xuan ignored it and just looked coldly at Tumon Lasso in front of him, a rare prince-level master in the blood clan.

"Dear Chinese friend," Tu Meng smiled, with an elegant and calm expression, and had the noble temperament of an artist: "You can defeat the blood clan duke who holds the 'Cain left hand'. Its strength is enough to be respected by all psychics. Even this prince may not be stronger than you. But the situation is quite clear now. When you fight hard, your strength will be greatly damaged, and your friends seem to be unable to help you. But here we are all the elites of the clan, and the soldiers are strong. You Chinese have a saying that goes well: Those who know practical things are heroes, don't you?"
To be continued...