The third chapter of the eighth night! Ling Yun's next chapter will be in Beijing. Seeking monthly votes!
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Finally, blood!
Two streaks of bloody light flashed and disappeared. They were completely absorbed by the pitch-black Devil's Blade!
The Blood Clan was immortal, but they couldn't lose too much blood. Ordinary bullets couldn't kill them because they couldn't lose too much blood.
As long as a member of the Blood Clan lost a lot of blood, they would die. Even if they didn't die, they would be put to eternal rest.
However, Ling Yun didn't have to go through so much trouble because he had the Devil's Blade. Not only was the Devil's Blade extremely sharp, but it also had the ability to absorb blood!
With a flash of the black blade, Jim's arms were instantly sliced off. The two main arteries in his arms were completely severed, and the little blood in his body gushed out. The Devil's Blade absorbed every single drop of it!
Jim's skin became pale and bloodless again. Like a small mountain, he fell heavily to the ground, and with a bang, dust flew into the air.
There was no blood in his body, so he had to die even if he didn't die!
"He died just like that?" Ling Yun was a little stunned. He finally found a way to kill a member of the Blood Clan.
Ling Yun raised his left hand and waved the Devil's Blade in his hand. He stared at the pitch-black blade and fell into a daze. This blade could really absorb any kind of blood …
"Oh! Jim! Oh, my Satan! What did I just see? Jim actually died, killed by that human with a single slash! Oh my god, what the f * ck! "
Chester couldn't believe his eyes when he saw that Jim, the strongest among them, had been slaughtered by Ling Yun with a single slash. He jumped, screamed, and roared on the mountain rock far away!
"We have such tough and strong bodies, yet that blade killed us as easily as chopping melons and vegetables. Oh my god, that black blade is definitely the nemesis of our Blood Race, definitely!"
"Oh, Satan, take me away quickly. I've seen the Killing God of the Blood Clan …"
Chester was going crazy. Even the legendary Butcher's Knife and Punishment Axe of the Blood Clan's Thirteen Great Clans weren't as terrifying as this black blade!
The Butcher's Knife was rumored to have killed five million people. The souls of those who were killed by the Butcher's Knife were attached to the knife and became its owner's slaves. Holding the Butcher's Knife was equivalent to having five million Undead Warriors.
Punishment Axe – The wielder of the axe can increase their strength by tens of times, but at the same time, they will bleed non-stop.
These were the two Sacred Weapons of the Blood Kindred. As long as one was a member of the Blood Kindred, be it a pureblood noble or the lowliest mixed breed servant, they would turn pale at the mention of these two Sacred Weapons. Everyone would be terrified!
However, the black blade in Ling Yun's hand had already surpassed the two holy weapons in Chester's eyes. It was simply the nightmare and hell of the Blood Clan!
It was too crazy. A casual slash had cut off both of Jim's arms. One had to know that after Jim's transformation, he could smash a thousand-pound boulder into pieces with a single punch!
Jim was indeed dead. His corpse shriveled quickly. Ling Yun listened to Chester's hysterical roar as though it was the end of the world. He smiled as he watched him go crazy. Suddenly, he felt that Chester was like a clown.
Paul's black bear-like body was still embedded in the mountain rock, unable to move. Chester's mouth was wide open, and he only had one fang left. The two of them were no longer a threat to him.
With Ling Yun here, Chester wouldn't be able to escape even if he wanted to. Ling Yun could travel a few hundred meters in a flash and catch up to him in the blink of an eye.
"So you guys bleed too …" Ling Yun said faintly as he looked at Jim's corpse that had returned to its human form.
"Ling Yun, what kind of blade is that? How can it be so powerful? You actually killed him with one slash? "
Cao Tianlong asked in shock. Originally, he wanted to remind Ling Yun that sunlight and flames were needed to kill members of the Blood Clan. He really didn't expect Ling Yun to end Jim's life with one slash.
Sunlight and flames were definitely the natural enemies of the Blood Clan. Ordinary members of the Blood Clan would definitely be severely injured and eventually die if they were exposed to sunlight for a long period of time. The burning flames could even turn any member of the Blood Clan into ashes.
Ling Yun had already reached the first minor realm of the Divine Yang cultivation technique. If he had used the Divine Yang cultivation technique right from the start, the three of them would definitely have been killed by him instantly. There was no need to go through so much trouble.
The funniest thing was that Ling Yun actually used pure Yin Qi to deal with Paul when he injured him. If it had been pure Yang Qi, Paul would probably have been the first to die.
Moreover, there were thousands of Level Five Fire Talismans in Ling Yun's spatial ring. These were all the nightmares of the Blood Clan. It was just that Ling Yun had never taken them out. If he really used them, Chester would be scared to death!
Moreover, there were hundreds of silver needles made of pure silver in Ling Yun's spatial ring. If he pierced the hearts of members of the Blood Clan with silver needles, they would fall into a deep sleep even if they didn't die. When the sun rose in the morning, they would be directly burned to ashes.
There were simply too many ways for Ling Yun to kill members of the Blood Clan. It was just that Ling Yun didn't understand the Blood Clan well enough yet.
"This is a treasured blade that can cut through metal like mud …" Ling Yun didn't explain much to Cao Tianlong.
He smiled at Chester from afar and appeared beside him in a flash. He waved the Devil's Blade in his hand and said, "You're so noisy! Stop screaming. Even Satan and God can't save you. Tell me, do you want to live or die … "
Chester already knew that Ling Yun's speed was many times faster than his. It was useless for him to escape, so he didn't even think about escaping.
Chester shivered violently and stopped shouting. "I … want to live …" he said honestly.
Ling Yun was very satisfied. He put away the Devil's Blade and chuckled. "Then don't turn into this to scare people. Change back to your original form …"
Chester's life was more important. Ling Yun was the nemesis of the Blood Clan now. He knew that his life was completely in Ling Yun's hands, so he immediately changed back to his original form. However, his clothes were gone, and he was missing a canine tooth.
Ling Yun couldn't feel any movement in Chester's body. He knew that it was useless against the Blood Clan, so he didn't bother about him anymore. He flew to Paul's side.
Paul had already transformed back. There was still a fist-sized hole in his pale abdomen. His teeth were chattering from the cold, and he couldn't speak at all.
"Are you frozen? Let me warm you up … "
Ling Yun smiled and shot a stream of Pure Yang Qi at the wound on Paul's abdomen. It was at least seventy to eighty degrees Celsius.
"Ah … What the hell!" Paul's abdomen started to sizzle, and he screamed in pain!
Ling Yun's Pure Yang Qi was like torture to a descendant of the Blood Clan like Paul!
"Oh, sh * t! Oh my god, what did I just see? It's the Holy Light? The Light of Judgment? Oh my god, he's really the nemesis of the Blood Clan! "
Chester was holding his cheeks, regretting his missing teeth. Now that he saw the white light emitted from Ling Yun's hand, his eyes were almost burned. He started to scream crazily again!
"That works?" Ling Yun was excited. He suddenly realized that the Blood Clan wasn't as difficult to deal with as he had imagined.
Ling Yun didn't kill these two descendants of the Blood Clan because he still had to save the Cao Family and find out Cao Shanshan's whereabouts. He also had to understand the Blood Clan better through these two descendants of the Blood Clan.
"Come over and support him …" Ling Yun gestured for Chester to come over and support Paul.
"Oh, Esteemed Sir, I can go over, but please don't emit that white light again. It's a nightmare for us!" Chester said to Ling Yun with lingering fear.
In the blink of an eye, a lowly human, an insignificant human, and a cute little fellow had turned into a respectable sir.
No matter which world or race it was, the strong ruled, and it was a fact that had never changed.
"As long as you're obedient …" Ling Yun chuckled happily. He didn't even look at the two of them as he arrived in front of Jim's corpse.
"This corpse can't be left. Tell me, how can I destroy it?" Ling Yun asked the two descendants of the Blood Clan in a deep voice.
"Esteemed Sir, you just have to emit that white light just now, or you can use fire to burn it …" Chester answered honestly.
However, he hurriedly added, "Esteemed Sir, please don't let us see when you emit that white light or ignite the fire. It's just too terrifying …"
"Hurry up and get back into your car. However, you know that if you dare to escape, I'll make sure your car explodes. Trust me, I promise …" Ling Yun chuckled.
Chester and Paul shuddered violently. They didn't dare to say that they wouldn't dare to escape. They ran through the dense forest like rats on the street and entered the silver-gray car.
Even though Ling Yun wasn't worried that they would escape, he still used his divine sense to lock onto them. He wanted to see what they were going to do when they returned to the car. Once they returned to the car, they each took out a bottle of fresh blood, opened the cap, and gulped it down.
"F * ck! You really need fresh blood to sustain your life! "Ling Yun cursed before using a Fire Talisman on Jim's corpse.
The Fire Talisman landed on Jim's corpse and instantly turned into a ball of dazzling fire. When the blue flame was extinguished, Jim's corpse had already turned into ashes.
"Let's go!"
Ling Yun turned his head and said to Cui Lao and Cao Tianlong, who were already dumbfounded.
The three of them returned to the highway very quickly. Ling Yun got Cao Tianlong to drive his car while he got into the silver-gray sedan.
Paul and Chester didn't have any delusions of escaping. They didn't even discuss softly. To them, Ling Yun was their Satan.
"I'm glad that you've fulfilled your promise. Now, who's going to drive?"
Ling Yun smiled at the two descendants of the Blood Clan who had recovered. (To be continued.)
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