Yang Yu knew what these people meant, and he smiled unconsciously: "I didn't arrange anything directly, I just took up a few sect tasks. As for how many disciples could go to the West, I don't know."

Li Ba was a little disappointed when he heard this.

"Chief Yang, your Haotian Sect has more than 20,000 people, so you have to send four or five thousand people, how can you only take a few tasks?" Li Xuntian sighed, "Our Kunlun Sect is not bad this time. We dispatched 3,000 people, accounting for one-third of the total number of people in the sect."

"Tianji Pavilion also dispatched 5,000 people, and all those with the strength above the heaven level participated in the battle." Fang Yun said.

Yang Yu knew that the few people must be a little dissatisfied. The Haotian Sect only had a few sect missions, so how many people could participate in the battle was completely unfair to Li Ba and others. However, Yang Yu has a special status and they have a request for Yang Yu, so it is hard to say it too bluntly.

"You can just watch it. The Haotian Sect will not disappoint you. Maybe the disciples of the Haotian Sect can defeat a hundred." Yang Yu smiled unconsciously. He rarely joked with several people at this time.

Li Ba shook his head helplessly: "Master Yang, I believe you will not disappoint us. I just hope that by then, the disciples of the Haotian Sect will be like tigers and dragons."

In the Western world.

The Xinmore family is very quiet. This is the living habit of the blood clan. They hate noise and get along with people, so most blood clans are very withdrawn. Many blood clans have their own castles. It seems that only by living in the stone-cast box can they find a sense of security. However, today this kind of stone box can only be their grave.

With a loud bang, the Magic Guild unveiled the first shot to retaliate against the Holy See and the Vampire.

"What's going on? What's going on?" A blood clan duke walked out in an ancient Western gentleman's costume. He had sharp five claws, dark wings, and scary eyes.

Half of the castle was destroyed, and many blood servants were seriously injured. The Duke of the Vampire carefully investigated the surrounding environment, and soon he thought of something, which was a masterpiece of technology. That kind of thing was called a bomb, and it was not an ordinary bomb, but who would have buried the bomb in his residence and when did it be buried?

There was no time for the blood clan duke to think about it. A fire light flew over, which was definitely a terrifying high-tech weapon. Although the blood clan duke did not recognize this as a missile, he also knew that this thing was very powerful. He jumped up and flew a few miles away. When he had just landed, the castle behind turned into ruins.

"Damn it, you dare to attack a blood clan duke. Even the Holy See's actions will be paid for it. I will report this to the family and to the leaders of the Thirteen Clans." He yelled. But when he took out the phone and called, he suddenly found that there was no cell phone signal, and even someone had tampered with his communication equipment.

"Damn it!" He threw away the phone in his hand and ran in one direction.

A similar scene was staged in many places in the West. Although there were no blood clans above the duke and no Vastrine personnel or above the great warriors, at least more than 100,000 Vastrine and clergy died for this. For the Vastrine and Vastrine, this was an extremely angry thing. The Pope had already slapped several tables, and the Vastrine was also quarreling.

"The Magic Guild was made by the Magic Guild." An archangel rushed into the Holy See. "I caught a few people who attacked us, but they were all ordinary people. After my interrogation of them, they said several names. Based on these names, I found the Magic Guild, and everything was made by the people of the Magic Guild."

"Magic Guild?" Mo Tai suddenly appeared, "I planned to destroy them, but they took the initiative to take the lead. They caused unprecedented losses to the Holy See and the Vampire. The entire Western world was in chaos. If I had known it, this force would not have existed before."

"God of Light, what should we do?" The Pope stood up, and he was trembling beside Mota and did not dare to express his opinions at all. In the eyes of the Pope, Mota was a real god.

"Kill, kill all the people from the Magic Guild." Mo Tai became vicious.

Among the blood clan.

Someone also found out the news that the patriarchs of the thirteen clans gathered together, and they all hated the Magic Guild to death. Many blood clan members had already gone out to hunt down the people of the Magic Guild. They did not expect that the Magic Guild would dare to do this.

Ryan received the news that was constantly being reposted, and he felt indescribable: "After operating in the Western world for so many years, he finally made the Magic Guild the third largest force in the West, but in the era of martial arts, everything changed. The Holy See and the Vampire dared to drive us at will, steal our things and kill our people, and did not regard us as a member of the West. Now everything is irreversible, so it's even more crazy! I want to make the Vampire See and the Vampire tremble, and I want them to regret it."

"President, half of the magicians have been notified that they will leave the Western world soon, but the other half cannot contact them at all. After we leave, they will be in danger." Oria's face was solemn. He was a magician and could better understand the grievances that the Magic Guild had suffered over the years. So when Ryan did a series of terrifying things, he did not persuade him. In his heart, he also believed that the Magic Guild should teach the Holy See and the Vampire a lesson.

"Then there is nothing to do. The Magic Guild will always remember them, and we will evacuate immediately." Ryan did not show any painful expression. He knew who those magicians who had not been notified were. They were not loyal to him at all, so they died. There was no shortage of people on the earth, and there would be no shortage of magicians in the future.

"President, where are we going after we leave?" Oria finally asked this question. After all, they are Westerners, and it is difficult for them to come back after leaving here, unless the Holy See and the Vampire disappear from this world.

Ryan smiled mysteriously: "Don't forget that we have a vice president, and this vice president is Yang Yu's bastard mother-in-law. As long as we follow Concubine Mu Ling closely, no one in the Eastern world will do anything to us. Maybe we can reach a cooperation agreement with Yang Yu. In the Western world, they still need us."

Oria was stunned: "What the president said is reasonable. If the vice president can notify us to leave in advance, he must still care about our Magic Guild. As long as we hold the vice president's thigh, people from the Eastern World will still cover us. If we can use the Haotian Sect for a while, it will not be impossible to become the largest force in the Western world."

"Maybe!" Ryan didn't think Yang Yu was a fool. It could be seen from Yang Yu's intentional trickery of the Magic Guild this time. If Yang Yu cared about the Magic Guild a little, he would never let the Magic Guild fall into this situation. He knew the repulsive plot of the Eastern people and wanted to be recognized by Yang Yu. Unless the Magic Guild could reflect its own value, he could only be a Westerner.

Before leaving, Ryan took revenge on the Holy See and the Vampire. In fact, the fight was just a thought that satisfied Yang Yu. As long as Yang Yu was happy, everything could be discussed. As for Yang Yu betrayed him this time, he could only bit his teeth and swallowed it into his stomach. When he saw Yang Yu, he would still look extremely happy.

Strength determines everything. The Magic Guild's status is extremely embarrassing, whether in the East or the West. Yang Yu never thought about accepting the Magic Guild from the beginning, so he had something to threaten Ryan. The first thing he thought about was not to recover, but how to make good use of it. In the final analysis, this is the racial plot.

Even in the future, the Earthlings will become a terrifying group in the universe, and the only ones occupying the upper level will be the Chinese. This is not a stubbornness, but a strategy for the continuation of race. People in the Western world will not be killed. At most, they can only become auxiliary to the Chinese people entering the universe, or they are just a whetstone at all.

Venice Harbour, 10 o'clock in the evening.

"Who are you? This is the inspection port of the Holy See, no one can get close to it." A man in clergy costume shouted. He was the garrison here. He was originally from the Holy See to defend against the blood clan, but today he was destined to meet a group of Eastern warriors with bad visitors.

"Kill!" Su Qi gestured.

"Swoosh!"

An arrow flew out, and blood flew everywhere.

"Send an email to the head coach and say that we have already prepared and can make an offensive plan at any time." Su Qi looked at the time, "For the fourteen team tasks, our number can only rank ninth, but the contribution value we want to get must be in the top three."

"I understand." Shao Cang nodded, "Actually, there are quite a few of us. If we use a thousand disciples who are proficient in various fields, they will definitely surpass He Fan and the others. I grew up in the Dragon Mysterious Realm and have experienced many such battles. I can tell you with certainty that sometimes the result of the battle is not the number of people but who has higher luck and who has better command. At present, everything we do is perfect."

St. Peter's Basilica, near.

"Everything is ready, and all the Holy See's clergy can be eliminated at any time." Liu Xuan sent an email to Yang Yu, with more than 1,300 disciples behind him, including many female disciples.
Chapter completed!