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When Xiao Yifeng holds the Dragon horn in his hand, the Golden Dragon in his head becomes excited. At the same time, he can clearly feel that there is a huge energy in the Dragon horn.

Xiao Yifeng also saw the people from the Lingyin Temple and the temple come to take the Buddhist relics and the heart of angels. His eyes narrowed slightly and twinkled with brilliance.

"Breeze!"

When Xiao Yifeng came out of the auction, Xiao Han came over.

"Third uncle!"

Xiao Yifeng called kindly.

"How could you have thought of buying this dragon horn?"

Xiao Han looked at Xiao Yifeng and said faintly.

"It's new, so I bought it!"

Xiao Yifeng said directly, and did not say the Golden Dragon in the brain, after all, this thing is too unreal.

"According to my inference, this dragon horn should not be any ordinary product. You should be careful to avoid being missed."

Xiao Han looks at Xiao Yifeng's concern.

"Yes, uncle!"

Xiao Yifeng nodded.

Out of the Baihui building, Xiao Yifeng saw that the people of the temple got on a few cars and left here.

Xiao Yifeng's perspective eyes spread rapidly, and everything within 10000 meters around him was clearly presented in his mind.

"Interesting!"

Xiao Yifeng murmured to herself, her eyes twinkled with fine light, and her mouth outlined a funny smile.

On a street several kilometers away from Baihui building, the street has become extremely quiet and desolate, with only a few street lamps shining dim lights.

When the white Bishop's car came here, one of the oldest white bishops exclaimed, "stop the car if you have a situation."

Immediately the two cars stopped, and all the white bishops got out of the car one after another. All of them were wearing white robes and holding white scepters. The oldest white bishop held a box in his hand, which contained the heart of an angel worth 20 billion yuan.

Shua Shua Shua!

In addition to the two of them, there are three old men, plus dozens of middle-aged men in black shirts, solemn faces and cold eyes. All of them have the strength of vigorous spirit.

"Who are you? Do you know who we are? "

A white bishop looked at the group of people in front of him and began to drink, emitting a great majesty.

"We don't want to be enemies of the temple, but we have to get what you have in your hands!"

The old Du said coldly, his body was filled with an invisible breath, and the great and full momentum of the condensate state was directly released, covering the surrounding space.

"Hum, no one has ever dared to rob the things of the temple. You are blaspheming the gods. Today, you Chinese people will be used to sacrifice to the great God."

Continued the white bishop, who spoke just now.

"Knights Templar, kill!"

The white Bishop gave a sharp drink, and a terrible murder shot out of his blue pupil.

"Knights Templar!"

The old Du could not help but change his face when he heard the other party's words.

Then there were heavy footfalls all around.

The next second, more than 30 people, dressed in white armor, holding a white broad sword and wearing a white helmet, appeared here just like ancient soldiers, with the air of iron and blood killing.

The leader is a middle-aged man in golden armor, holding a long golden sword, with a high body, blue eyes, high nose, and golden hair. His body exudes a terrible smell.

These people were members of the temple's famous Knights Templar.

Seeing the appearance of the Knights Templar, the faces of old Du and others became heavy and solemn.

"Kill!"

The man in gold armor issued a cold command and waved his sword.

At that time, the thirty or so Knights of the temple rushed towards old Du and others, and surrounded them in an instant. One by one, they exuded a terrible momentum. All of them were the strength above the vigorous Qi state.

"Protect young master, kill!"

He burst out of his body and burst out his palms. On the spot, he blasted out several members of the Knights Templar and fell to the ground spitting blood.

The rest of the three old men are one after another to protect the blue sky, while fighting with the Templars.

"Drink

The man in the gold armor and holding the golden sword gave a big drink. He burst out and roared. Holding the golden sword, he fiercely cleaved out at old Du. A bright sword fell down and cut the void.

Old Du looked at the other side's terrible sword attack. The old Du's face sank, and his body was filled with genuine Qi, and his hands were pinched.

A palm print burst out, collided with the sword, and suddenly burst out a terrifying energy afterwave, a burst of energy residual wave spread out, both bodies were back and forth.Shua!

The man in the gold armor shot out with a sword. A white light surged out of his body. The golden sword in his hand released a holy energy, which made the power of his sword soar.

Boom!

Du Lao also released his whole body strength. He clapped it hard to meet the other side's sword. A violent explosion came out, and a stream of genuine Qi and energy hit him like a tide. All the people around him were immediately shaken out.

Poof!

This Du old mouth a mouthful of blood spurts out, the body repeatedly retreats, the face slightly pale.

At the moment, more than a dozen masters of the blue family have already died, leaving only the three old masters with the highest strength in the condensation state to continue to block the masters of the Templar order.

"You two go ahead and get rid of them!"

At this time, the white bishop holding the heart of an angel opened his mouth to two of the white bishops, saying that they would rush out immediately, but in an instant, the faces of the five white bishops changed.

The air was filled with a strong and pungent smell of blood. Dozens of foreign men in black tuxedos and blonde hair appeared here like shadows.

Their eyes twinkled with bloodthirsty light, and their bodies were filled with a strong smell of blood. Their faces were pale and colorless, which was very frightening to see in the dark night.

"You damned vampires are coming out. You are so brave

The oldest white Bishop's eyes were cold on the group.

"Give up the heart of angels, or we will suck all your blood today!"

The head of a man's white face appeared a gloomy smile, put out his tongue to lick the scarlet lips, with a kind of seductive feeling.

"Well, if you want to suck our blood, it depends on whether you despicable vampires have that ability."

The white Bishop said coldly. Immediately, the other four white bishops were holding the scepter in their hands and smashed them violently. All of a sudden, the sticks in their hands were shining with white light, and their bodies were filled with holy breath.