Chapter 1257 Disappointment, Lord of the Blood Race, you are so disappointing
The realms of the Blood Clan and the Light Clan are the same, both are called gods.
The bright people are the gods of light, and the blood people are naturally the blood gods.
However, the Lord of the Blood Tribe does not know that the limitations of this world cannot be broken with enough energy.
That is a deficiency in the laws of the Great Dao, which is the most fundamental thing and needs laws to make up for it.
"Eat me?
I want to eat you too."
Yang Yifei whispered.
The core of the blood clan is like the inner elixir of the demon clan, which is one of the best materials.
Swish, swish... As soon as the Lord of the Blood Clan finished speaking, he suddenly turned into many phantoms, attacking Yang Yifei from all directions.
The strong physical recovery power of the vampire has allowed his claws to recover.
Every phantom was extremely real, with the air waves generated by breaking the sound barrier, grabbing hard at Yang Yifei.
At this moment, no matter from the ground or the sky, all around Yang Yifei were the figures of the Lord of the Blood Clan.
The voice of the Lord of the Blood Race came from all directions: "Everyone says that our dark race can only use speed and strength. In fact, we can also use magic, but we are just too lazy to use it.
Today, I’m going to let you experience our vampire’s powerful magic, Blood Shadow Technique.”
Finished talking.
The whole world was covered with a layer of blood.
Those figures flickered in and out of the blood, very mysterious.
Moreover, every figure feels like the true body of the Lord of the Blood Clan.
Bang! A figure rushed forward and gave Yang Yifei a fierce blow.
Although he was repelled by Yang Yifei, another figure rushed out of the blood, came to Yang Yifei's back, and grabbed it with a claw.
Yang Yifei punched the figure with his backhand and flew into the air.
But while the second figure was still in the air, a third figure appeared and grabbed Yang Yifei's ribs from the side.
Every silhouette looks like a real blood lord. Even if he is beaten back and flew away, it will not have any impact on the blood lord.
"Oops, Yang Yifei is in danger."
"This should be the strength of a top powerhouse.
The performance of the Lord of the Blood Clan just now was so disappointing."
"This is a bit like a peak battle..." the onlookers said one after another.
"Hmph! Let's see who dares to underestimate our vampire clan."
Enoch said loudly.
"Yes, our vampire clan is the strongest, and my lord is invincible."
The other vampires also shouted.
The ancestors of the thirteen clans also breathed a sigh of relief.
The Lord of the Vampire Clan has returned with great momentum and wants to unify the world and establish their Vampire Clan's kingdom.
If they were to lose to a human child right after birth, they would not be able to accept it.
Studio.
Zhan Fenni quickly asked: "Lord Saint, now do you think the Lord of the Blood Clan can defeat Yang Yifei?"
Augustus asked: "Do you want him to win, or don't you?"
Jennifer was stunned and said, "Is there any difference?"
Augustus said: "If you hope that the Lord of the Blood Race will win, then I tell you, you will definitely be disappointed.
If it weren't for Yang Yifei, the Lord of the Blood Race who returned this time would definitely be on top of the world. Even Abel, the God of Light, would not be his opponent.
It's a pity that he shouldn't have met Yang Yifei."
"Why?"
Jennifer was puzzled.
Facing that weird attack, Yang Yifei smiled disdainfully.
"It's just an illusion, break it for me."
He didn't even bother to use magic, he just swept across with powerful spiritual consciousness.
Boom! Divine consciousness as powerful as heaven swept across the air, and everything suddenly boiled.
The blood shadow and blood color all disappeared, and only the true body of the vampire master, who was jumping back and forth in the blood shadow, was revealed.
"How...how can you see through my blood shadow technique?"
The Lord of the Blood Clan was shocked and his face was full of panic.
This blood shadow technique is just an illusion created by using mental power and speed.
In the illusion, every shadow is his true body or not. He can jump among those shadows at will.
What Yang Yifei hit was only a shadow. The real Lord of the Blood Clan left that shadow and jumped onto another shadow the moment he was hit.
It gives people the illusion that every shadow is his, and he cannot be beaten to death or injured.
However, he didn't expect Yang Yifei's consciousness to be so powerful, and he was able to break through it.
In any illusion, the most fearful thing is the tyrannical consciousness.
His mental power is not as strong as Yang Yifei's consciousness, and it will collapse at the first touch, so naturally he cannot maintain the illusion.
"Didn't your useless descendants tell you not to play with formations in front of our sect?"
Yang Yifei smiled contemptuously and raised his hand to punch.
Bang! The fist hit the blood lord's chest, hitting him like a bloody meteor that flew into the sky.
"Father!"
"My lord!"
Everyone in the Vampire clan screamed in fear.
They didn't expect that the Lord of the Blood Clan would be knocked away just as he gained the upper hand.
"I told you, it turns out to be a formation."
"What does it mean to do whatever you want to do? This is it."
"Can't you do it properly? Why don't you do some formations? Don't you know that Mr. Yang's formation cultivation is the best in the world?"
The onlookers shook their heads.
I finally managed to see some exciting scenes, but they were ruined by the idiot Lord of the Blood Clan.
"what did they say?"
Flanders looked at Enoch sharply.
Facing the eager eyes of the thirteen ancestors, Enoch said tremblingly: "Yang Yifei is a master of formations. So far, there is no formation that he cannot break, and there is no formation that can stump him."
"Trash, ruined our clan's affairs."
Flanders was so angry that he slapped Enoch to death.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, not even the ancestor of the Monroe family could stop him.
If he had told the Lord of the Blood Clan these things earlier, the Lord of the Blood Clan would not have overestimated his ability to use the magic array in front of Yang Yifei.
These things of his came from the teachings of his clan and were not created by himself.
There is no way to compare with Yang Yifei.
"Ah..." The angry roar of the Lord of the Blood Clan came from the sky.
He was extremely frustrated.
In terms of speed, it's not as fast as others.
In terms of physical strength, it is not as good as others.
Now I finally use the phantom formation, and it turns out that I am a master of the formation, the best in the world.
He felt extremely frustrated.
Even though he was defeated by Abel with divine punishment because he didn't have any weapons, he still wasn't so aggrieved.
"Kill you, I'm going to kill you."
The Lord of the Blood Tribe swooped down from the sky.
He spread his wings with a fierce momentum, carrying power and speed from top to bottom, and wanted to fight Yang Yifei to the death.
Yang Yifei patted it casually.
Bang! The Lord of the Blood Clan was blown away like a ball.
"What the hell, refund the ticket."
One person slammed something to the ground and cursed loudly.
"I quit my job and came here just to see this?
Lord of the Blood Clan, you are so disappointing."
"Refund, refund."
Everyone at the scene shouted.
Those who saw this scene through the screen were speechless.
They didn't buy a ticket, so how could they get a refund?