Human beings, if you are killed by us, don't blame us. If you are, blame Yang Yifei. He forced us.
Do it all.”
Froude roared.
Swish, swish... Immediately, hundreds of people from the Thirteen Clan of the Blood Tribe began to attack crazily.
They didn't dare to attack Yang Yifei, so they attacked those who were weak and ordinary people.
"It's over, it's over now."
"It's all Yang Yifei's fault. We must kill them all."
"He is not afraid, what should we do?"
Everyone was in panic, and they were all scared out of their wits.
Don't look at it, the blood clan has no power to fight back in Yang Yifei's hands, and will collapse at the first touch.
But in front of these people, they are all strong.
The founder of the Thirteen Clan, Flood Dracula and others, although their strength is not as good as that of the Lord of the Blood Clan, they are stronger than everyone else, and all of them are stronger than God, the God Emperor of Light, Francis.
In the current martial arts world, except for Yang Yifei, no one can beat them one on one.
What's more, there are thirteen of them.
If he is determined not to fight Yang Yifei head on, but only fights guerrillas and kills people everywhere, no one can stand it.
"Run, run."
"So what if I run away? They all said they would kill everyone."
"It's all Yang Yifei's fault. If he hadn't forced him, the vampires wouldn't have done anything to ordinary people."
Many people cursed loudly.
Especially on the Internet, many people who opposed Yang Yifei appeared again, accusing him of destroying peace and violating international conventions. Not only did they ask him to let go of the Lord of the Blood Clan, they even asked him to apologize and pray for the Lord of the Blood Clan's forgiveness.
These remarks immediately caused an uproar.
"Don't you know about the Dark Age?
When the humans in the West were treated as pigs and dogs by the vampires, where was the peace?"
"They are just some lost dogs. To scare you like this is to disgrace us humans."
"Don't you look at what kind of monsters those so-called friendly races are..." Various rebuttals appeared in dense numbers, with fierce words.
Zhan Fenni quickly asked: "Lord Saint, do you think Yang Yifei's choice is right or wrong?"
Augustus sighed: "From his point of view, there is nothing wrong.
After all, the Lord of the Blood Clan is attacking the door, so he will definitely resist.
But from the perspective of other people, especially ordinary people, they don't want him to do this.
After all, ordinary people cannot guard against the vampire's revenge."
Although many people support Yang Yifei in killing the Lord of the Vampire Clan, they have to agree that Augustus is right.
Jenniferni continued to ask: "Then what do you think should be done?"
Augustus frowned slightly and then said: "Mr. Yang has already won anyway, so we don't necessarily have to kill them all.
The leader of the blood clan can be made to swear that he will never take any form of revenge, which can also promote peace between the human and blood clans."
Jenniferni immediately said: "The Saint is worthy of being the Saint, and he indeed has a philanthropic mind.
Actually, I think so too.
We have won anyway, why do we have to kill him? We can all sit down and talk."
For a time, the words of the two people actually had an impact on many people. There were more and more voices accusing Yang Yifei of killing too much and forcing the vampires to retaliate against ordinary humans to protect themselves.
"These damn things, if they say this, the vampires have become victims."
There are also many people who can see clearly and are disappointed in Augustus.
Cao Yanyu let out a long sigh.
Yang Yifei is extremely powerful and can cover the sky with his palm, but that doesn't mean he can kill all these vampires instantly.
As long as one or two escape and secretly attack and kill humans, it will cause unimaginable panic.
By then, the whole world will be in panic.
Unless these vampire masters can be eliminated now, the remaining vampires will naturally be honest.
But, who can kill so many at once?
Unless a powerful weapon is used to destroy all the space here, but that is impossible.
"I can only rely on you."
Cao Yanyu gritted his teeth and looked at Yang Yifei.
Everyone looked at Yang Yifei with complicated and nervous expressions.
The vampires began to show their strength.
The ancestors of the thirteen clans headed by Froud simultaneously exhaled a breath of blood poison.
Dark races are born with toxins in their bodies.
They had been soaking in the blood pool for thousands of years and had accumulated a large amount of toxins. When they were released, the air was suddenly filled with toxins.
Not to mention inhaling it into the lungs, even if it is contaminated on the skin, it will be poisoned, and the blood poison will explode and cause death.
Moreover, these poisons are contagious.
As long as it cannot be controlled in time, it can spread all over the world in a very short period of time.
It's similar to the blood magic of the blood mage Norman, which has the power to destroy the world.
Plop, plop.
Several people fell down without any warning. Their skin turned red and their bodies began to fester.
"It's over, it's over, they're taking action."
"dying."
The people at the scene were stunned and did not dare to move.
They are afraid of attracting the vampire's attention.
Yang Yifei stood in mid-air, looking at the vampires fleeing in all directions.
"well!"
He sighed piteously.
The tyrannical consciousness flew out from between his eyebrows, like a ray of light or a beam of electricity, opening up the world.
The strength of his spiritual consciousness has exceeded the strength that should be expected in this realm. When he passed through the sky, there was a rumbling sound in the air, as if the thunder god was angry and wanted to destroy the heaven and the earth.
"What's this?"
Froud glanced up, looking suspicious.
"die!"
Yang Yifei said coldly.
The vampire who was the first to be swept away by his spiritual consciousness instantly exploded and was torn into pieces.
The moment they were swept away, the powerful spiritual consciousness not only killed their souls, but also tore their bodies apart.
"Oh my God, what is this?"
“Isn’t that what true gods are like?”
"This power... is too terrifying."
Everyone was stunned and stunned.
They stared at this scene blankly.
The shock this scene brought to them was beyond their imagination.
Everyone knows that the strength of a warrior is divided into physical and mental strength.
Usually it is the power of the physical body that causes damage to the spirit. This is the first time that pure mental power can tear the physical body into pieces.
Yang Yifei's performance has gone beyond common sense, like a god or demon.
"Get out of the way!"
Flood roared.
But, it's too late.
The vampires are known for their speed, but in front of Yang Yifei, the so-called high speed is just a joke.
When that divine consciousness swept over like a world-destroying light, the vampires looked like old ladies walking slowly in the eyes of everyone.
Crash! The powerful power of spiritual consciousness swept across the sky.
Pieces of broken blood and flesh fell from the sky one after another. Looking at it, it looked like rain.
This is the body of a vampire torn to pieces by powerful spiritual consciousness.
Just a flash of divine consciousness almost wiped out the entire vampire clan, leaving only the ancestor of the thirteen clans barely hanging in the air, his body cold.