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"You can't kill me! I'm immortal!"

Bartel roared angrily and struggled hard. The blood clan secret techniques were frequently used, but they were useless.

Bang!

He was photographed so that he was ten meters deep in the ground, his bones were shattered, his internal organs were fragmented, and his flesh was blurred, almost like a pool of meat paste.

"I don't accept it...you, you can't kill me!"

Bartel roared again, before his figure could be condensed, Jiang Tian stepped down again.

boom!

Bartel was trampled and sank more than ten meters again.

At this time, his blood was surging, his legs and hands were broken, his internal organs were fragments flying, and a big hole broke out in his chest, which made his heart cool.

The next moment, Jiang Tian made a move and Bartel flew up uncontrollably.

Jiang Tian grabbed Bartel's hair, lifted him out like an eagle catching a chicken, and then dragged the famous Black Duke like a rag, and approached the Rothschild family with great strides.

Everyone saw Bartel's body dripping from blood, dragging a long bloodline on the ground, and his scalp became numb.

Nathan staggered back, James's face turned pale, Annalian was so scared that she fell to the ground.

Is this a battle?

This is a battle of confidence for everyone?

No, this is not a battle at all!

This is just a unilateral beating and abuse!

That's right!

This is abuse!

There was no battle, no equal competition, no counterattack, only one person was fighting, but Jiang Tian was beating Bater, and the latter had no power to fight back at all.

The whole audience was silent, and the needles could be heard.

Everyone, including those strong men watching the game, looked pale and did not dare to speak, and their souls were scared away.

Even Dracula was so scared that her face was pale, her legs were weak, and her whole body was trembling.

He is also a duke-level blood clan, and he is just as strong as Bartel. If he ends up competing, he will probably not be much better.

"A little blood-sucking bat, you want to fight me too?"

laugh!

Jiang Tian's five fingers on his right hand were deeply trapped in Bater's skull.

Amid the creepy and shrill screams, Jiang Tian suddenly twitched calmly and even coldly, pulling his head and spine out of his torso.

The spine was covered with blood, and a sea of ​​blood was rising and falling, emitting a magnificent red light.

And the moment the spine was pulled away, Bartel's torso withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The muscles collapse and shrivel, the skin is wrinkled and dull, and age spots are grown, skin and bones are covered, and fingers are like dry tree branches.

His essence and blood were extracted by Jiang Tian’s Wanjin Zongwu. Without the nourishment of essence and blood, his body, which had a seven hundred-year lifespan, instantly aging and defeated.

"This, Jiang Taichu's methods are too ruthless..."

Everyone in the Luo family was so scared that they couldn't stand steadily.

"Too strong! It's like crushing an ant to death!"

Many dark powerful men looked fearful, their souls were all emitting cold air, as if they were seeing a demon.

Jiang Tian threw the head that was dragging his spine to Dracula, and his face turned calmly:

"Dracula, aren't you going to seek justice for the Rothschild family? Come on!"

The reason why Dracula said this before was that he coveted Jiang Tian’s power and influence in Sodoni.

If Sodoni can control and become a god of national faith like Jiang Tian, ​​then there will be endless blood slaves who can enjoy it, and can turn Sodoni into a country where the blood clan is in power and reshape the lost glory of the blood clan.

When Jiang Tian refused, he expressed in public that he wanted to seek justice for the Rothschild family.

But now?

Does he dare?

"Great Lord Jiang Taichu, all this is a misunderstanding, I absolutely dare not..."

Dracula shivered, quickly bowed deeply, showing a humble smile, and wanted to ask for forgiveness with the most respectful tone of his life.

"So quickly, Martel was killed, and Dracula... surrendered?"

At this time, Hera had arrived in the holy light and hurriedly saw this shocking scene, and his face was pale.

Bang!

Jiang Tian slashed his hand with a slap, hit Dracula directly on the face, and pulled him to the ground.

Dracula was beaten to the point of bleeding and was covered in dust.

He is a duke-level blood clan, with thousands of blood slaves and believers under his rank!

In the Middle Ages, he was able to be on par with the royal nobles, and was treated with courtesy and respect, but now he is thrown to the ground like this.

"Jiang Taichu..."

He was embarrassed, his face turned red, and he was about to get up, and he became angry instinctively staring at Jiang Tian, ​​but he endured it.

That's right, he dared not speak out at this time because Jiang Tian's strength was not something he could resist.

Martel is a good example.

Now Dracula regrets her intestines are blue.

If I had known that Jiang Taichu had the strength to sweep the duke, he would not have come to this muddy water even if he had killed him. Isn’t this uncomfortable or abuse?

Although Duke Dracula endured it, it does not mean that Jiang Tian would let him go.

Jiang Tian slapped his head with a snorted coldly, and said, "What are you looking for? Are you looking for death! Kneel down!"

Although they are both dukes, Dracula's strength and physical strength are better than Martel.

Otherwise, Martel would not have respected him so much before.

Although his body was extremely powerful, Dracula's knees weakened and she fell to the ground under Jiang Tian's palm.

At this moment, Dracula felt like a mountain of ten thousand tons pressing on him, and his bones were about to break open and turn into a bloody mud of meat sauce!

After he knelt down, his upper body could not bear it, and he lay in front of Jiang Tian in a protruding position.

"Hiss-hiss!"

At this moment, all the members of the Rothschild family around them took a breath of air and were stunned.

Seeing this scene, whether James or Annalian, his face turned pale as paper, his whole body was filled with cold air, and he was shivering like falling from an ice cellar.

Even Nathan's face was filled with deep despair.

The gray hair flew in the wind, and the straight waist was hunched over in an instant, as if it was ten years older in an instant.

At this moment, Jiang Tiancai slowly turned around, looked at the people of the Rothschild family, and said sarcastically:

"Nathan, this is your support, this is your last trump card? Trash! It's so trash! With these, you dare to provoke me?"

At this time, Nathan's face was ashes, his eyes were dull, and his empty eyes were full of regret and despair.

Faced with Jiang Tian's questioning, he remained motionless, as if he had lost his soul and had a numb body.

Originally, he thought Jiang Tian would undoubtedly die against Martel, after all, Martel was the French myth of undefeated battles in his mind.

What's the result?

From beginning to end, Jiang Tian was fighting, and even said that Martel was not qualified to fight Jiang Tian!

In the end, Jiang Tian was directly cut off his bones and died of a fatal death.

As for Dracula.

He was pressed by Jiang Tian and kneeled on the ground like a toad, but he didn't dare to say a word of resistance.

At this time, Dracula was trembling all over, her face was pale, full of fear and anxiety. It was obvious that Jiang Tian had a palm that he could not resist at all.

Why?

Nathan roared in despair.

Why are these legendary duke-level blood clans who are undefeated in battle and one person who defeats ten thousand troops in one person, so weak that they look like a three-year-old child, and they don’t even have the chance to fight back!

"If I remember correctly, Peris Marshall and the others persuaded you twice to give you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it!"

Jiang Tian shook his head gently.

These words made Nathan even more regretful, like a sharp sword penetrated into his heart.
To be continued...