The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

Miyamoto Musashi and Shiranui Mai followed closely behind, all using very compelling methods.

Na Ke Lulu also wanted to imitate them, but she was the weakest, not even as good as many blood races, and she might overturn if she pretended to be forceful, so she honestly used her strength to go down.

On the ground, countless blood races stopped pretending and went to a showdown.

We have been waiting for you for a long time.

Strigoi came from all directions, and it was overwhelming. At a glance, it should be more than ten thousand.

"Amaterasu!"

Before Jiang Ming landed, he first gave out a barbecue experience card to the blood clans.

Huhu~

The black flames that could not be extinguished spread among the crowd, and they could not be contained like the plague.

Immediately afterwards, the golden saber light cut the sky and split the earth.

Jiang Ming is holding a magic knife, in the midst of thousands of troops, but it feels like he is in the land of no one.

Platinum and diamond-level vampires can't withstand his blows at all, and even high-level vampires of Xingyao level four or five are only worth three stabs.

The fight was in full swing, and only a deep roar came from the direction of the blood palace.

The unrecognizable ghosts rushed like a storm, overturning all the blood races, and appeared in front of Jiang Ming.

It was Dijun's general, the blood servant.

The blood servant looked at Jiang Ming, and his scarlet eyes showed fierceness: "You are Jiang Ming? You can come here, I underestimated you."

Jiang Ming stared at each other, his pupils contracted slightly.

This blood servant gave him the feeling that he was stronger than Di Jun back then.

In just two months, Di Jun has the ability to create such a powerful blood race.

"That's right, I am Jiang Ming, Di Jun dare not come to see me, let you come out to die like a lackey?"

Jiang Ming said with a snort.

"Insanity!"

The veins on the blood servant's forehead twitched, and he said angrily: "I am the number one general under Lord Dijun—Xue servant, you have stopped here, don't think about going any further!"

It turned out that he was not an ordinary lackey, but a leader among the lackeys.

Jiang Ming let out a heck, and slashed out.

Don't beep with you too much, the strength will be different.

The light of the knife was like a golden horse, and it passed through the [-]-meter space in an instant, and came to the blood servant.

The blood servant's face remained unchanged, and even a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You don't seem to have heard me clearly, I am different from the trash you have killed before!"

The blood servant suddenly raised his palm, the blood tendons on the surface of the palm protruded terrifyingly, and he crushed the knife light abruptly.

Catch the thunderbolt with bare hands, without even scratching the skin!

Jiang Ming was shocked.

His current strength is probably at the peak of Xingyao San, and with the super high damage of Thunderbolt, even Xingyao [-] warriors have to take it seriously, otherwise he will die if he is not careful.

And this blood servant took it unscathed, indicating that his real combat power should be at the peak of Xingyao II.

At the peak of Xingyao II, except for Datang, where Wu Zetian, the descendant of Nuwa, is in charge, he can walk sideways in any country in the King's Continent.

"With this little strength, you actually want to defeat Lord Dijun in delusion. I advise you to go home, wash up and sleep."

The blood servant sneered, with disdain in his eyes.

Every time Nuwa's successor is mentioned, Master Di Jun always looks jealous, and now it seems that he is nothing more than that, and his reputation is nothing more than nothing.

Let me, blood servant, clear the way for your lord!

The future is destined to belong to Lord Dijun, and I, the blood servant, will become famous in the mainland as the number one hero!

The blood servant was full of energy, and with a roar, his body swelled and became bigger.

stab~

The human skin was broken, revealing the blood-red Gorefiend's real body and indestructible scales.

The blood servant's face was ferocious, and the power of destroying heaven and earth gathered in his fist.

"Go to hell, Nuwa's successor!"

boom!

The loud noise pierced the clouds and cracked the gold, setting off a tsunami-like air wave.

Where Jiang Ming was standing, a bottomless pothole suddenly appeared.

Everyone's face changed in shock.

Chapter 1 Eighty: Dijun is so terrifying

"Jiang Ming!"

"Brother Panasonic!"

The blood servant's punch was so powerful that even Mai Shiranui and others who were fighting with the blood clan a hundred meters away were knocked over by the air wave.

Several people quickly got up from the ground, looking at the pothole after the explosion, they were shocked.

Fuso Sword Saint Miyamoto Musashi trembled slightly.

The strength of this blood clan in front of him far exceeds all his previous opponents, and he is absolutely invincible in Fusang.

Brother Matsushita, are you still alive?

The blood servant withdrew his fist, and the hill-like Gorefiend avatar leaned over, staring into the pit with lantern-like eyes.

The lantern's giant eye slowly turned around, but found no trace.

The blood servant grinned: "Hahaha, what kind of nonsense Nuwa's successor, you can't beat me with a punch!"