Just as Ren was fighting against the vampire countess, the stewards in the 7th round also fought against the demons.
Thanks to Ren, they have a huge numerical advantage.
After two rounds of attacks by Ren, 11 of the 28 demons fell, and 6 more demons went to chase him. The 38 of them only had to deal with the remaining 11.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
There was a loud sound of gunfire, and a Demon Viscount's retreat was halted. A bloody hole appeared in his lower abdomen, heart and forehead.
There were cracks glowing with a faint white light at the wound, which were injuries caused by bullets engraved with sacred inscriptions. He fell to the ground with a thud.
"Bang! Bang!"
Levin lifted up his lavender cloak, and the dahlia pattern on it released a strange purple light. The two silver bullets flying towards him suddenly stopped in the air, and the white holy text on it dimmed and fell to the ground.
As an earl-level demon, his strength is very strong, not much worse than Gordon. He has no intention of fighting and quickly retreats with Jerry.
Jerry was very angry: "Brother, why are we retreating? That human just went too far. The evening dress I bought for two gold coins was burned!"
How can I pick up girls if I don’t have good-looking clothes? No, I must ask him to compensate!"
The younger brother was so amused by this tease that Levin slapped him on the forehead: "It's almost like seeking death. He's obviously well prepared. If he doesn't leave, he won't be able to leave."
Levin was very awake. The Silver Rose Knight was entangled with Gordon. There were only 10 people left on their side, but there were 37 people on the opposite side, including a third-level black warrior.
Although no one could beat him in a one-on-one fight, there were 37 Force firearms on the opponent's side.
Although they were all of standard quality, they were not as powerful as the fine-grade firearms in the hands of the previous demon hunter, but there were too many of them. He was not a marquis, and one shot of demon hunting bullets given to him by one person was enough for him.
The most important thing to do is to follow your heart. Lord Alvis is right. As a demon, the most important thing is to follow your heart!
With Levin gone, the remaining five demons who were still alive and struggling to support themselves were in great misfortune.
When Steve saw the master on the other side leaving, he put his gun back into the holster on his pants and grinned, showing his white teeth.
He raised the sword made of black radiant steel and holy silver, rushed forward, and shouted: "Brothers, charge at me!"
Several of the 7th Bureau deacons next to him looked at each other in confusion. This man was so shameless. He even killed a ghost-level black warrior.
When I first discovered a count on the opposite side, I hid behind them and fired cold shots. Now that the other person ran away, I rushed forward to kill him!
"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Do you still want to get some merit?! All veterans, come after me!"
A second-level peak deacon shouted, waking up the dreamer, and nine second-level deacons hurriedly rushed forward.
Steve ran the fastest and had already rushed in front of a werewolf viscount. He shouted: "With one sword, the wind and thunder will rise!"
With a clang, the big sword shining with gray light hit the werewolf's blocking arms and swept him away!
Unwilling to gain the upper hand, Steve raised his sword to strike vertically, with a wide range of moves, very powerful: "The two swords are terrifying!"
With a bang, the werewolf Viscount who had just stood up was knocked to the ground again!
The werewolf's vitality was very tenacious. Blood bleeded from the corners of his mouth, and he roared. The khaki spiritual energy condensed on his claws, and he fought back.
Steve didn't panic, deflecting the sword in his hand and holding it in front of him like a shield.
"Chi~"
The sharp wolf claws scratched the sword, bringing out a string of sparks, successfully blocking the opponent's counterattack. Steve raised his feet, gray psychic energy gathered at the soles of his feet, and he kicked the werewolf back with a side kick.
"Three swords, mountains and rivers shattered!"
Steve swung his sword horizontally and broke the ribs on the werewolf's side. The werewolf Viscount couldn't help but stumble back.
"Four Swords, Heaven and Earth Collapse!"
"Five swords and stars fall!"
Two powerful and heavy sword strikes were struck again. One sword cut off the werewolf's arm, and the other slashed his head. The werewolf Viscount fell into a pool of blood.
Steve couldn't help laughing when he saw this: "Are you afraid? I can't help it, I'm just so powerful!"
Several of the deacons who rushed forward were shocked. This man's shamelessness and narcissism were beyond imagination. He was indeed a ruthless person who dared to sleep with the dean's wife.
Seeing someone coming to snatch someone's head, Steve ignored his pride and rushed towards a female vampire, shouting: "Brothers, give all your enemies to me, let me do it! Let me protect you!"
As he said that, he ignored his confused teammates, took the lead, charged straight at the vampire female viscount, raised his sword and slashed in the air!
The face of the beautiful and sweet-looking female vampire changed, her hands emitted red light, and her blood energy condensed into two large skeleton handprints, trying to block the attack.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise and a click, and the bloody handprints shattered and disappeared. She took a few steps back, and the ground beneath her feet cracked.
Wiping the scarlet blood at the corner of her mouth, she burst into tears and said in a pitiful tone: "Mighty warrior, please spare me. I'm just a weak woman. I hope you will have mercy and forgive me, and let me stay by your side to serve you."
As she spoke, she lifted up her skirt, revealing her snow-white thighs.
Steve was stunned and looked like a pig: "No problem, I have always been a gentleman and never refuse a lady's request."
The female Viscount smiled charmingly, her eyes flickered, and she was trying to find an opportunity to escape.
"Six swords shake the world!"
Without any warning, with a swish sound, the sword swept across, blood spattered, and the female vampire's head fell to the ground.
Steve stood with his sword upright and snorted disdainfully: "The legs are shorter than Mary, the hips are not curved, and the chest is as flat as a mirror!"
This kind of thing also wants to seduce me. I have slept with more women than you have ever seen!"
The charm ability of this vampire countess is far inferior to that of the countess who seduced Ren.
Not only was there a gap in rank, the woman who seduced Ren was a woman from the Ruimoer tribe, who was proficient in illusions and spiritual secrets, while this one was from the Toledo tribe and was good at attacking blood-like magic. Unfortunately, she was not strong enough.
The sound of clattering footsteps sounded, and Ren approached Steve with a knife and patted him on the shoulder: "Long time no see, you've been doing well lately!"
Steve was not surprised. He had seen Ren before: "You are really awesome. You blocked the door and killed so many demons by yourself!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Glancing at all the fallen demons in the field, Renn asked: "Have they all been wiped out?"
Steve shook his head: "Two of them ran away. Now, Jones is fighting a blood count. The opponent is about to be promoted. Jones may not be able to kill him!"
Renn didn't waste any time and waved directly: "Let's go help and fight together!"
"Well...I just reached the third level..." Steve swallowed, not as high-spirited as before.
"Bang!"
A dull sound came from a street corner not far away. It was obvious that the fighting was fierce there.
Ren dragged him forward and teased: "What do you have to be afraid of? The name of your move almost scared me."
There was no trace of embarrassment on his face, Steve said proudly: "That's right, this is my own 7-style swordsmanship. I haven't thought of a name for the last one. Do you have any suggestions?"
Why don't you slash through the multiverse with one sword?
Ren was stunned. He was so shameless. He had underestimated him before: "How can you have the nerve to shout out such a shameful move name?!"
Steve, now 31 years old, plausibly said: "A man is a boy until he dies, and his passion never fades!"
Steve: I don’t have a flat A, it’s all big moves!
Ren curled his lips and said, "Well, when you come face to face later, I will help you."
Quickly waving his hand, Steve said earnestly: "Brother, you are still young and lack combat experience. I will give this rare opportunity to you. Don't thank me. I will hold the battle for you. You can go without worry.
Bar!"
His face was twitching, he had lost. Ren stopped talking and rushed towards the corner of the street. Steve hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and followed up with a big sword.
Taking action in advance, since no one from Bushen University arrived, he was actually not too worried about Jones.
At the corner of the street, the eyes of the vampire Earl Gordon were red, and he glared angrily at Jones, who had an indifferent face, holding a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand!
It was a bad year, and when he was most proud, he was poured cold water on him twice in a row!
As a being who is about to be promoted to a marquis, he is obviously much stronger than the countess that Ren killed.
"scare!"
With a scream, the blood mist spread like clouds of smoke. His hands were all armed with huge red claws, and the claws flashed with red blood, giving people a chilling feeling.
"call!"
The blood claw grabbed, brought up the strong wind, and hit the Silver Rose Knight in front of him hard.
Jones' expression remained unchanged, and dense diamond-shaped white lights appeared on the large Luowen steel shield, with circles gradually expanding!
"Bang!"
Gold and iron clashed, with a loud noise, Jones' body retreated, and his feet plowed two marks on the ground.
He stepped hard into the floor tiles to stop his retreat. He looked at Gordon who was about to turn away after forcing him back, with a cold look in his eyes.
Although there was an accident during tonight's operation, the situation is not too bad now.
He sang decisively: "Loyalty - Faith - Glory - Courage!"
Every time he shouts a word, the silver-white double-edged sword in his hand will light up with a color of light!
Four colors of red, orange, yellow and green light shone. Jones raised his knight's sword high and slashed fiercely. The sword light, which was more than ten meters long, shot through the air like thunder!
Gordon's face changed and he gritted his teeth: "You are looking for death!"
His huge black and red bat wings spread out, blood mist filled the air, and the blood continued to flow in mid-air, gathering into a pair of red armor to wrap him up.
Moreover, the blood mist in front of him rolled strangely, condensing into a thick red barrier, and his figure became grotesque and even divided into several figures, making it difficult to grasp his actual location.
"Whoa!"
The force of the sword slashed down, driving away the blood mist, and cut a black shadow into two pieces. Without losing its momentum, it hit the ground with a thud!
Gravel flew, a trench more than ten meters long opened on the ground, and dust flew into the air.
After a while, the patter of footsteps sounded from the dust and the blood mist that had gathered again.
Gordon slowly walked out of it. There was a deep scar on the blood armor. The blood flames clung to his bat wings, and the beating blood flames bloomed like flowers!