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Chapter 308 - 184 Do you always cross boundaries to capture the Blood Clan in such an outrageous manner? (10,000-word mega- - !! Begging for monthly votes!!)_6

Chapter 308: 184 Do you always cross boundaries to capture the Blood Clan in such an outrageous manner? (10,000-word mega-Chapter!! Begging for monthly votes!!)_6

The Taoist Jing Xuan couldn’t even get close before the Vampire was slain by the Flying Sword.

Wayne’s face stiffened.

Why can Eastern swords fly?

That’s not scientific!

Eastern Mysterious Skill, is it that powerful?

Coach, I want to learn that!

But after Taoist Jing Xuan’s Flying Sword sliced through the Vampire’s body,

soon, something unexpected happened.

The Vampires, although slain,

didn’t die!

Instead, they quickly regenerated their bodies.

The Vampire Duke sneered, "Hahaha! Taoist, your power is indeed strong, but unfortunately, your Flying Swords are ineffective against us Blood Clan! We are the immortal and indestructible Divine Race blessed by Heaven! Your Flying Sword can’t kill us!"

Watching this scene unfold,

Wayne’s face changed.

That’s what’s so troublesome about Vampires.

Ordinary weapons can’t kill these Blood Clan, no matter how strong they are.

Unless it’s something that can restrain Vampires, they can’t be dealt with.

A Vampire can be cut to pieces and still regenerate.

Unless you use Demon Hunter methods.

But Demon Hunter techniques may work on ordinary Vampires.

Dealing with a Duke, Marquis, or Earl is tough.

Otherwise, Wayne, as a Demon Hunter Captain, wouldn’t have ended up trading one for one with a Bloodline Count.

It’s difficult for Demon Hunters to deal with a Count,

let alone the more powerful Dukes and Marquises.

Perhaps only their Organization’s leader could kill these Dukes.

It might take the whole organization to kill all the Vampires.

Taoist Jing Xuan saw that his Flying Sword was ineffective against the Vampire.

The opponent had the ability to heal.

Jing Xuan remembered what the Heavenly Master had said before he left.

Just as the Heavenly Master had said,

these Vampires indeed had some immortal genes in their bodies.

However, before they came, the Heavenly Master had specially prepared something to deal with the Vampires.

Immortality, huh?

Taoist Jing Xuan remembered that back on Korea Jizhou Island, a Vampire had said the same thing.

But later, they suffered in misery for several years.

They couldn’t even recognize their own mothers.

Now there were Vampires again talking about immortality before them.

Taoist Jing Xuan took out a jade bottle.

He said, "Sorry, this humble Taoist forgot to add something earlier, forgetting that your Blood Clan has the ability to regenerate. Now you have no chance."

Taoist Jing Xuan opened the jade bottle.

He controlled the golden blood within the bottle with his Spiritual Power.

In an instant, the blood divided into seven beams of light and shot out.

As soon as the seven clusters of Golden Blood appeared, the faces of the Vampire Dukes greatly changed.

From these golden blood, they felt the threat of death.

This thing! It had an effect on them.

And a very strong restraining effect at that!

A thousand times stronger than Holy Water!

Holy Water only had a restraining effect on their Blood Clan and could kill Vampires.

But to the Vampire Dukes, this Golden Blood felt like a natural nemesis, a bane!

Just a touch of this golden blood,

forget about being immortal, it could send them straight to their demise.

"What the hell is this thing?" The Bloodline Duke’s face showed terror.

In an instant, the figure retreated, trying to escape.

But how could Taoist Jing Xuan let such an opportunity pass?

Thinking of running?

Don’t even dream about it.

Taoist Jing Xuan flicked his fingers, and the seven clumps of golden blood immediately rushed toward his Flying Sword.

After smearing the Dragon Blood on the Flying Sword,

the Flying Sword’s might, coated with Dragon Blood, shone brilliantly.

It chased after the Vampire Dukes, Marquises, and Earls.

This time, as the sword light passed,

every single Vampire was struck down.

One sword for each, like little children.

Dukes, Marquises, Earls,

all pinned to the ground.

Taoist Jing Xuan just needed to use the Purple Gourd behind him to collect the remaining blood.

Immortal, huh?

You call yourself immortal?

When the Taoist goes to war, even the dogs he passes get slapped!

After collecting all the Dukes, Marquises, and Earls of the Bruch Clan,

Taoist Jing Xuan was indifferent.

Is this all?

He thought the Blood Clan was stronger.

These few Vampires couldn’t last ten minutes in his hands!

Just as Taoist Jing Xuan felt a little disappointed with the strength of the Blood Clan,

a terrifying figure inside the castle slowly rose.

"Humans, by offending the Bruch Clan, be prepared to stay here forever! Today, this Prince will let you know what true suffering feels like!"

Taoist Jing Xuan looked up, eyeing the last Bloodline Prince to emerge.

This guy, should be the strongest of the Blood Clan, right?

Seeing the Prince take action,

on a hill a kilometer away,

the snipers Gwen and Isidore’s faces changed.

Wayne’s face also changed drastically.

After all, that was a Bloodline Prince.

Their Demon Hunter squad, if they encountered an Earl, would be doing well to come out even.

Encountering a Duke or Marquis, they would just turn and flee.

Let alone a Prince.

If the whole organization mobilized and killed a Prince, they could brag about it for a lifetime.

But now, the Bloodline Prince had appeared.

How could their faces remain unchanged?

Wayne: "Such a strong aura, I’ve never seen such a powerful Vampire, truly worthy of being a Prince!"

Beside him, two Demon Hunter team members nodded, shivering uncontrollably.

The Bloodline Prince, indeed formidable.

When the Prince’s Power erupted,

they already started shaking.

Unable to hold their swords steady, fighting the Prince was simply impossible.

Watching the Bloodline Prince suspended above the castle,

Taoist Jing Xuan’s brows furrowed.

Just this one Vampire, isn’t much stronger than a Duke!

You alone want to make us Taoists suffer?

Taoist Jing Xuan said: What are you yapping about?

He flicked his finger,

and behind him, seven Flying Swords shot out together.

The speeds of the Flying Swords doubled, turning into a straight beam of light that pierced straight through the chest of the Bloodline Prince.

The Prince obviously didn’t expect that just a second ago he was bragging.

The next second, from such a distance, the Taoist’s sword turned him into a skewered candied haw.

The effect of the Dragon Blood on the Flying Sword restrained the Blood Clan’s power of immortality.

The figure of the Prince plummeted from the sky, planting face-first into the ground, half-dead.

Taoist Jing Xuan: So tell me, why fly so high?

The higher you fly, the harder you fall!

Didn’t you know that the higher you fly, the more pathetic your tumble?

Blabbering nonsense, after all that tough talk,

a single sword and you’re done, what’s there to say?

Wayne watched as the Prince was taken down by a single sword from Taoist Jing Xuan.

He opened his mouth.

Damn!