Chapter 887 [No Time to Talk to Him]

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The battle of the blood clan is like the shuttle of ghosts, if it is ordinary human eyes, it is almost impossible to catch the slightest trace. ""()

At this moment, Lafayette was furious when he saw Lilith was injured and sent flying by Didier Drogba.

The blood flames all over his body exploded, and he swung a huge torture ax, and rushed towards Drogba again!

"Blood collapse!"

The punishment ax brought up a large cloud of thick and smelly blood, like an iceberg and snow avalanche, mixed with wind and thunder, pouring towards Drogba's position!

Drogba grinned, "A magic weapon with such a murderous aura is in your hands, it's a waste of money!"

After finishing speaking, all the clothes on Drogba's body were torn to shreds, and the muscles of his body swelled strangely, glowing with a dark metallic luster!

"bring it on!"

Drogba let out a roar, and he met the cloud of blood that could swallow and corrode everything without dodging or evading!

What shocked Lafayette was that when the blood cloud touched Drogba's body, it was completely blocked by a strange force, unable to hurt him at all!

How is it possible... this body! Not the body of a vampire! ?

Lafayette suddenly realized that Drogba had been reborn!

But he didn't have time to hesitate, brandishing the punishment axe, after tearing the blood cloud fiercely, he slashed obliquely on Drogba's shoulder and neck with all his strength!

Drogba raised a hand without hesitation, and with that mysterious force, he caught the punishment ax alive!

"Hmph," Drogba said with a sinister grin, "too weak."

After the words fell, Drogba's body rushed forward, and a fist slammed into Lafayette's chest in mid-air!

"flutter!"

penetrate!

Lafayette's eyes widened angrily, he roared, and quickly flew back!

Because it didn't hit Lafayette's heart, it seemed that he didn't kill him directly on purpose, so as a vampire, Lafayette didn't die directly.

But Lafayette was terrified that the wound he was pierced through couldn't be recovered immediately with the powerful power of the blood race itself!

That unfathomable force constantly obstructed the repair of his own body, allowing the precious blood of the blood race to continuously flow out of the wound.

"This...what kind of power...are you still a blood race!?" Lafayette asked panting.

Drogba ignored him, but turned around, facing the direction of the sea.

Lilith, who had just been knocked into the sea, reappeared by the beach at some point, panting heavily, with blood still in the corner of her mouth.

The butcher knife in her hand exuded a glaring bloody light, Lilith licked off the blood from the corner of her mouth, dripping from her wet blond hair.

It was originally a beautiful combination of sexy and wild, but because of the chilling atmosphere, it became extremely strange.

"Lilith, you know that I have always liked you very much. How about it? Do you want to be my blood slave? I will pamper you very much," Drogba said with an evil smile.

"Although the Zmihi clan is just a vile demon clan and looks a bit ugly, it is still a blood clan. Drogba, you don't want to be your young leader of the Zmihi clan, but you come to follow the stupid Turning yourself into a biochemical machine, your brain is really not working, no wonder you are a six-generation pure-blood, and you are only an earl after living for hundreds of years."

"Woman, don't do this with me, what are the Zmihis!? I am no longer the Drogba who hides when I see you! Strength is paramount! You can't beat me, and your old man will not be my opponent Now, it is only a matter of time for me to unify the bloodlines! At that time, I will let all those corrupt old men know that I am the most glorious descendant!" Drogba laughed wildly.

Lilith sneered and said: "Don't be too proud, I admit it, because you have become a monster now, neither Lafayette nor I are your opponents, but you not only betrayed the blood clan, but also provoked people who shouldn't be provoked... ...The last one to survive today is definitely not you."

"Oh? What you said...couldn't it be Yang Chen who thinks he's the king of the underworld, right?" Drogba scratched his ears, disdainfully said.

Lilith frowned, and looked at Drogba's indifferent expression. Although she had great confidence in Yang Chen, she also found it quite strange.

At this time, Lafayette, who was seriously injured, stood up staggeringly, raised the torture ax whose blood was gradually fading, and gasped: "Lilith, let's go together, his evil power is not endless... ..."

"What a naive descendant of the Bruch family," Drogba said with a sneer, "Come on, let's see what else you can do except talk."

Lafayette was burning with anger, enduring severe pain, and was about to step forward to fight for his life, but heard the sound of a car's motor in the distance.

Drogba and Lilith also looked towards the distance of the beach, and a black BMW x6 drove over quickly.

The car stopped suddenly, stuffed into a parking space, opened the door, Yang Chen in casual attire walked out of the car calmly.

Glancing at the three people tens of meters away, Yang Chen waved his arms with a smile, and greeted him as he walked, "Fortunately, I caught up with the traffic jam on the road. You should know that my wife hasn't woken up yet. It's a bit time-consuming to put her on the sofa without waking her up, but luckily it's not too late..."

Lilith let out a breath, a relaxed smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

And Lafayette seemed extremely annoyed, Yang Chen actually knew they were here, obviously Lilith had communicated to Yang Chen, this was tantamount to denying his Lafayette's strength.

The arrogant Lafayette didn't expect that if it wasn't for this interruption, his head might have moved.

"Pluto?" Drogba grinned and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Yang Chen didn't pay attention to him at all, but walked to the side of Lafayette who was bleeding profusely, and it was difficult to stand still, and asked with a smile: "Are you dying?"

Lafaye's face was ashamed, and he snorted coldly: "You don't need to worry about it! You can defeat this guy if you have the ability! Then I will admit that you are better than me!"

Yang Chen still had a smile on his face, but there was a gleam of coldness in his eyes, "It seems that you are still some distance away from death, how about it... I'll give you a ride..."

Before Lafayette understood, he would have no chance to think!

Yang Chen's left hand, from top to bottom, directly patted Lafayette's forehead!

"Hey!"

There was a loud bang!

Lafayette's entire body was like a sausage that had been smashed and exploded, and half of his body was smashed into a pile of scum!

The head was severely injured and burst directly, and the skull was directly stuffed into his lower abdomen!

Gradually, under the sun, the body of this blood race quickly dried up, turning into a pile of coke and burning under the scorching sun!

Seeing this scene, Lilith and Drogba didn't react, and they didn't start thinking until Yang Chen had withdrawn his bloody hand!

"For...why!?"

Lilith's original smile turned into a look of astonishment, "Your Majesty Pluto! Why did you kill Lafayette!? The enemy is Drogba, the traitor of the Zmihi clan!!"

Yang Chen waved his hands indifferently, and said: "I hate threats the most, if I remember correctly... He seems to be on the top of the building just now, saying that he wants to take my head to light an oil lamp... If it wasn't because I had to hug my wife to sleep just now, and I didn't have time to talk to him, do you think he can live till now?"

Lilith was icy to the bone, she never expected that just such an arrogant word from Lafayette would directly lead to her death!

More importantly, it is clear that Kamarilla and Yang Chen have a friendly relationship, even if they are not allies, at least they have cooperated a few times.

As the noble blood of the Bruhe clan, Lafayette is also the torturer who wields the magic weapon of the torture axe. In Yang Chen's eyes, he can kill as soon as he says it! ?

"He...he is the son of the prince of the Bruhe tribe, Your Excellency Pluto...you will..." Lilith's pretty face was full of helplessness.

Yang Chen curled his lips and said: "If he wants to avenge his son, just come to me, be smart, and try to give birth to another one, at least give birth to one who can talk through his brain."

Said, Yang Chen turned to Drogba again, looking at this dark-skinned and muscular big man, Yang Chen frowned: "No wonder you Tsmixi like to occupy other people's bodies, you look too ugly .Could it be that Yan Buwen will help you transform your body, so you won’t choose a better looking one?”

"I don't understand what you are talking about, but... you will kill Lafayette, I like your approach very much," Drogba's eyes were full of bloodthirsty wildness.