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Chapter 327 Duke Edmund(2/2)

Six soldiers of light rushed towards Edmund.

The six of them used a very powerful combination of swordsmanship.

As soon as the six people took action, the waves surging above the sea. The huge whirlpool almost lifted the flying fairy boat away.

Su Wen looked at all this in surprise. The cultivation of these six light warriors was mostly higher than that of the True Yuan Realm, and could be comparable to the True Fire Realm.

Edmund kept changing his figure in the siege of six people. He was wearing black clothes and jumping on the sea very quickly, like a ghost.

Ten minutes passed.

Edmund kept dodging.

The six Light Warriors found that they could not lock in Edmund at all, and they no longer made such a meaningless attack.

Su Wen thought Edmund was safe, but he only saw a white net flying out of the waists of the six light warriors.

Six nets came out from six directions, just wrapped Edmund up.

At this moment, Edmund had no chance of hiding.

Whoosh!

Six Light Warriors took the opportunity to kill them.

Edmund was already covered by the white net. He seemed to be unable to break free.

Su Wen hesitated, he didn't know whether he should take action at this time.

Although he knew Edmund, their relationship was not good enough to make Su Wen offend the Cult of Light for Edmund.

Su Wen was hesitating, but a roar came from there.

Edmund was angry.

"Dirty blood clan, die!"

"Die!"

Six soldiers of the Light thought they were going to win.

The light clothes on their bodies emitted a dazzling light.

"You want to kill me, you're a little tender."

Edmund's voice was a little low, but it was so gloomy.

The six soldiers of Light were a little strange, but the next moment, I only saw that Edmund's ten fingers had sharp nails growing out.

The nails were extremely sharp, like cutting tofu, and they easily cut open the white net.

The six Light Warriors were shocked. What happened? The Light Net was broken so easily.

Edmund came out of the white net and looked at the six people coldly: "It's time to repay the debts of the blood clan."

A phantom flashed by.

Fast, very soon.

That is a speed that cannot be captured by the naked eye.

Edmund seemed to have never moved at all.

However, the six soldiers of light covered their necks and blood was flowing.

"You are the Duke of the Vampire..." A warrior of light pointed at Edmund, full of disbelief.

"You know it too late." The nails on Edmund's fingers slowly disappeared. "I wanted to live quietly with Heidian at sea, but this is the fourth time you have been disturbing me since three years ago. Since you want me to die so much, I don't mind taking more people to bury me."

The six warriors of light felt Edmund's anger.

They seemed to release a demon.

A duke of a blood clan is even more powerful than the god warriors of the Holy See.

A long time ago, when the blood clan ruled the West, the dukes of those blood clans were comparable to those of the emperor.

If Edmund had a determined determination to fight against the Holy See of Light, I don’t know how many warriors of Light would die.

Six corpses were left on the sea, and Edmund turned to look at Su Wen: "I'll meet again so soon, my friend."

"Yes, Edmund."
Chapter completed!
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