By the time Li Xianyu noticed something was wrong, a third of the bar's customers had already left. He only realized the situation after noticing the Blood Esquire staring at the exit.
The Blood Esquire didn't say anything or warn anyone, so Li Xianyu could only endure it.
At the end of the day, he was just a passerby. If he wanted to participate, then he was the center of the matter. He felt that the situation was irreversible and that he could leave Europe at any time.
Could the Vatican cross the ocean to China to find trouble with him?
Even if they did, they probably wouldn't be able to find the culprit.
What Li Qianyu did had nothing to do with him, Li Xianyu.
"The people nearby have been dispersed. Twenty-five blood kin have surrounded the bar, six in each direction. There are guns, either heavy machine guns or heavy sniper rifles. The last one is at the bar entrance. He's come in. "
Calorie closed his eyes and listened to the sound he caught.
Twenty-five blood kin. His companions were all experts who could fight against a hundred or charm a hundred people. Twenty-five blood kin wasn't much, but the other party was a killer sent by the Vatican. Twenty-five blood kin were enough to kill them ten times over.
The noisy music suddenly stopped and was turned off. The entire bar was silent. Then, the dazzling lights were turned off, and an orange beam of light shone down from the ceiling. Dust floated in the light, and the surroundings were dark.
It was a bit like a stage lighting effect.
Da da da.
Loud footsteps echoed in the dark space.
The person Calorie mentioned had entered the bar. He didn't guard against the enemy's sneak attack, nor did he sneak in safely. He openly exposed his position.
His footsteps were light, as if he was attending a banquet.
He must've been the one who turned off the music and lights.
Was it the Dragon Esquire?
"The light of the wicked will be extinguished. His flame will not shine. "
An old man appeared under the light, accompanied by an old voice. He wore a black robe with golden edges. His white hair was sparse, and his skin was loose and covered with age spots.
He was very tall, about two meters tall when he was young. Even though he was old, his body was still straight.
An old man?
Li Xianyu's eyes became alert. Fists were afraid of the young, and sticks were afraid of the old. In the Bloodline Realm, the rod symbolized Qi Refinement. A person's bodily functions would deteriorate with age, but Qi Cultivation would accumulate thicker and purer.
There must be a reason for the Vatican to send an old man to kill them.
Old men were all very bad, so one must not be careless.
"Why have you come?" The blood esquire's eyes widened in surprise.
Pesce floated out of his body, but this time she did not hover in the air. Instead, she landed in the darkness not far from the beam of light. She clenched her right fist against her chest and bowed.
"I'm here to see why I, the little guy who was hailed as a pillar of the Vatican, betrayed the Vatican," the old man said calmly.
The Blood Esquire could only smile wryly in response to the elder's question.
"Donder didn't betray the Vatican. The real problem lies with the Pope," Pace said in a low voice.
The old man's pupils shrank and he said in a stern tone, "Peisi, do you know what you are saying?"
Pesce lowered her eyebrows and said expressionlessly, "I have already been refined into a Fallen Angel. What else can I not say?"
"I already know about what happened to you. The Vatican will seek justice for you."
Pesce quietly curled her lips.
"Are you here to capture me?" the Blood Esquire asked.
"My lifespan is almost up. I want to do one last thing for the Vatican before I leave this world," the old man said.
The Blood Esquire was silent for a while before he nodded. "I understand."
The old man said, "I remember when you often came to my place to learn combat techniques when you were young. I always let you win and only used one hand. Now that you've grown up and I'm old, let's have a real battle. "
The Blood Esquire said in a low voice, "I don't want to fight you."
It was just a sparring session before because he was still a member of the Vatican. Now, it was a battle of life and death.
"You must fight. The twenty-four people outside are enough to destroy you. But if you can defeat me, they will retreat. "The old man said," You have no choice. "
On the other side, Li Xianyu asked Leon in a low voice, "Who is this old man? I don't know him, but he looks awesome."
"Quinn Adams, the commander of the Commandment Squad two generations ago," Leon said.
"He is the most senior person in the Vatican, from the same era as the Pope," Calorie added. "We grew up listening to his legends."
An ancient god!
"Is your boss a match for him?" Li Xianyu asked again.
"That's hard to say, if boss isn't injured." Leon looked worried.
Quinn Adams was, of course, half a step into Extreme Grade. The commander of the Commandment Squad had to be at least half a step into Extreme Grade. In the history of the Vatican, there had been cases where the commander's position had been vacant, but there had never been cases where someone was just there to make up the numbers.
Adams had been out of the world for decades. The outside world might not even know that he was still alive. An ancient god like him would never fight again.
Who would have thought that he would come today?
"Not necessarily. Adams is too old. Boss still has a chance. In terms of vigor, boss doesn't lose to anyone. "
Li Xianyu nodded. Suddenly, he realized that Li Peiyun was nowhere to be seen. He looked around and saw him leaning against the wall by the window, vigilantly scanning for any movement outside.
Xiu 'er was already planning her escape route.
In this regard, Li Peiyun was a professional. He had been wanted by Bosch since the beginning of his career. He was either on the run or preparing to escape.
Li Peiyun's thoughts were the same as Li Xianyu's. It didn't make sense that the other party had come with so many people and proposed a one-on-one fight. The only possibility was that the other party wanted to take them down with the least casualties.
If the old man really lost, the people lying in ambush would charge in without hesitation or use firepower.
Therefore, Li Peiyun had to find an escape route in advance.
"How did you find me?"
"It's an old method from the last century. It's not worth mentioning."
The Blood Knight was silent again. After a long time, he said, "Okay, I agree."
Li Xianyu couldn't help but sigh. This was a very stubborn man. Once he had decided on something, he would do it until the end. He didn't hesitate to fight to the death with his respected senior.
The Blood Knight extended his right hand. Jenny cooperated and took out Levatin from her wallet and tossed it over.
Quinn Adams took a step back and retreated from the light beam, hiding in the darkness.
However, this couldn't be hidden from the eyes of the people present. Quinn Adams took off his long robe. There was a long sword hanging on his waist with a cross-shaped hilt.
The Blood Knight and the old man stood in the darkness. Between them was the light beam that looked like a stage lamp.
Quinn Adams' posture reminded Li Xianyu of the Japanese Iaijutsu. He took a bow, bent his spine, held the blade with his left hand, and held the hilt with his right. The moment the sword was unsheathed, the enemy's head would be separated.
It was indeed the Japanese Iaijutsu.
Clang!
The sound of a sword being unsheathed echoed through the entire bar. Before the sound, the clear and bright sword light illuminated everyone's eyes.
Li Xianyu's eyes stung. It was as if he was looking at the morning sun.
Leon, Jenny, and the other two couldn't help but cover their eyes.
This was Iaijutsu!
Compared to this old man, Miyamoto Hideyoshi's Iaijutsu was like a three-year-old playing with a wooden sword.
Clang!
The Blood Esquire raised his sword horizontally in front of him to block the incoming sword beam before it could reach him.
The knight's longsword collided with the heavy sword. The sharp sound almost tore apart everyone's eardrums.
The twisted sword energy shattered upon colliding with Revatin, and the dispersed energy turned the wine bottles in the bar into glass shards. The bar counter and chairs were overturned.
"Your Iaijutsu has improved again," the Blood Knight said.
"But it never truly threatened you, just like before," the old man said.
"That's because you were lenient," the Blood Knight said. "It's my turn to counterattack."
The Blood Knight's naked eyes couldn't actually capture the Iaijutsu just now. The reason he could block it was because he always used the Iaijutsu to start every time he sparred with the old man. He didn't even change his angle of attack. Therefore, it wasn't wrong to say that the old man was lenient.
The Blood Knight's fighting style had always been fierce and unyielding. He didn't pay much attention to technique and couldn't execute a precise Iaijutsu. He took a step forward and, taking advantage of his youthful vigor, slashed down with Revatin's sword.
The shiny marble floor cracked open with a crisp and clear sound. The Blooddrinker Manic Blade was coming again. The sofas and bar counter along the way were turned into fine powder by the sword energy.
The old man was flung horizontally by the tyrannical Blooddrinker Manic Blade. He evaded the attack and circled around in an arc. The knight's longsword in his hand, which was as old as he was, stabbed toward the Blood Knight.
It was like a falling meteor.
The Blood Knight blocked the attack with his sword.
The sword energy stabbed into Revatin, and flames danced in the air. The Blood Knight was sent flying by this attack, smashing through the pillar behind him and the wall.
A shallow dent appeared on the body of Revatin's sword.
A sword from the west, a flying immortal from beyond the heavens.
Li Xianyu watched with great interest.
In the eyes of Leon and the others, the two on the field were like gods fighting. They were watching special effects.
However, in the eyes of Li Xianyu and Li Peiyun, there were too many tricks to be learned.
The way a half-step Extreme Grade cultivator circulated their qi, the prediction of each other's moves, the coordination of essence, energy, and spirit when they attacked with full force, and so on. These were great references for the two of them who were just a step away from entering the half-step Extreme Grade.
The advancement of a blood descendant's realm depended on battle after all. Building a cart behind closed doors wouldn't be able to reach the half-step Extreme Grade.
Even the Daoist Sect, which was full of shut-ins, didn't always cultivate in seclusion.
After going down the mountain to hone his skills, he would go back up the mountain for seclusion. After going down the mountain to hone his skills, he would go back up the mountain for seclusion.
Even Li Xianyu and Li Peiyun were dazzled by the following battle. The Blood Knight walked the path of ferocity and didn't limit himself to moves. However, that old antique of the Vatican could be said to be a genius in battle techniques. In just a dozen or so minutes, Li Xianyu had already recognized more than a dozen sword techniques. There were even more sword techniques that he had never heard of before.
Gathering the strengths of hundreds of techniques in one body!
This was probably the highest level of showiness.
After that, there was no need for moves. It was a pure competition of strength and speed.
The bar was in a mess, and the whole building was on the verge of collapse due to the two's battle. This was even after the two of them had concentrated their power into one point. Otherwise, this kind of building with low earthquake resistance would have collapsed in the battle between the two peerless experts.
Lyon and the others retreated again and again until they were shivering in a corner.
Fortunately, the Blood Knight encouraged his subordinates and didn't attack them. The old man also didn't seem to want to do such a thing. Lyon and the others wouldn't be affected.
The Fallen Angel Peth was hanging on the ceiling, watching the battle attentively and ready to assist the Blood Knight at any time.
Clang!
The Blood Knight blocked the stab once again and was surprised to find that the force coming from the sword had weakened significantly.
"Adams is old after all. His qi is vigorous, but his stamina is running out." The Blood Knight thought to himself. This was an opportunity. The old knight should receive a fatal blow from the new knight.
There was an old saying in China, "The waves behind drive the waves ahead, and the waves ahead die on the beach."
He had never thought that the other party might be showing weakness on purpose.
He advanced instead of retreating. With a deep roar, he knocked away Adams' iron sword with his sword and rested the heavy Revatin on his shoulder.
The cross sword spun and pierced into the wall in the distance. The blade trembled violently.
"Adams, you've lost." The Blood Knight exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. His chest was heaving up and down violently, and his whole body was drenched in sweat. Steam was rising from the top of his head.
The battle that lasted for half an hour finally came to an end. The younger wave had defeated the older wave.
Peth secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Lyon and the others looked at each other, their faces full of pleasant surprise.
Li Peiyun didn't believe in the so-called knight's spirit. He felt that the real battle had just begun. His right arm glowed with white light as he held the sword energy in his hand.
The white sword light acted as a lighting effect and illuminated the whole bar.
"You're still a bit lacking. Your injuries haven't healed, and you're no match for the pope in this state." Quinn Adams shook his head. "You'll need help if you want to contend against the pope."
The Blood Knight was startled. "What do you mean?"
Of course, he knew that he couldn't contend against the pope. The pope was an extreme expert. He wouldn't be able to fight to the death with an extreme expert unless he could invite the help of another extreme expert or have more than three people at the peak of half-step extreme level.
But these words shouldn't have come out of Quinn Adams' mouth.
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