"You are the ones who tore up the treaty! You have repeatedly killed my fellow humans, maliciously imprisoned and attacked my Alliance's outstanding blood hunters, and trampled on the dignity of my Alliance. Blood Clan, you have repeatedly violated the treaty, and now it is time for you to pay the price."
The former leader was a skilled orator, and his emotions were perfectly conveyed, his speech passionate and inspiring. Apart from the one before him, all the other blood hunters were already excited.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a silver bullet flew toward the vampire who had spoken.
Emperor Xiu didn't care that he hadn't hit any of the vampires. He sheathed his spear, drew his sword, pointed the peach wood sword forward, and said coldly, "Kill."
All the Blood Hunters eagerly drew their guns.
This is a battle between fantasy and firearms, a bloody and tearful slaughter.
Vampires control blood and possess a wealth of talents. Blood hunters rely solely on their weapons, emptying magazine after magazine of bullets, and they will never easily resort to talismans unless it is absolutely necessary.
This has been the way it has been for the past three hundred years, so there's no reason why it shouldn't be the same now.
In contrast, Emperor Xiu stood still after issuing the order and did not actively participate in the battle.
If he has to take action to deal with just this small group of vampires, he will be exhausted to death in the end, and few of the other vampire hunters will survive.
All the vampires who intended to attack him were annihilated by that ordinary peach wood sword. One by one, his fellow vampires turned to ashes, and the vampires gradually began to retreat.
They wanted to run, and the Blood Hunters couldn't stop them. Even the Emperor-level cultivators couldn't stop them all.
In an instant, countless transparent swords fell from the sky, avoiding humans and striking the vampires who were trying to escape.
They screamed in agony, but none of them died. The Blood Hunter was stunned for a moment, but was snapped out of it by their stern rebuke and hurriedly went to finish them off.
001 clapped and cheered: "666, in this world, with this level of cultivation, you can actually still use this move."
After cheering, he glanced at the person standing straight, pursed his lips, went over to help him up, and said irritably, "What are you doing showing off like that? You've exhausted your spiritual energy, haven't you? There's still a tough battle to fight tonight."
"It's acceptable."
"Hmph, you're not as stubborn as a dead duck."
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