Main text Chapter 468: Feast of Werewolves (Part 7)

Main text Chapter 468: Feast of Werewolves (Part 7)

"Hey...yellow race, don't be too proud..." A middle-aged man stepped forward, and the aura of the late Marquis filled the audience: "It is an honor that I have never had before, to have you invited by your Excellency. Your Excellency has already You decided to put aside the previous grudges, but you still dare to put on airs? Monkey, you think too highly of yourself..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a "bump" and he flew backwards several meters. After standing up, he panted and looked at Savidian VII, with a flash of disbelief in his eyes.

The other party didn't look at him at all, but stared straight at Xu Yangyi, with burning pain on his face and heart!

Even if he was invited, a yellow man could not accept it. However... he invited him for the first time, and the other party actually refused!

I handed the ladder up to a monkey, gritted my teeth and handed it to a monkey, but the monkey kicked it without even looking at it!

How did you get to Taiwan?

"I don't have many advantages. I only have one, which I think is pretty good." Xu Yangyi pointed obliquely at Savidian VII: "That is, my neck is rather stiff."

"If you want to invite the Great Spiritualist, you can. But what you did and said today has made me very disappointed. But... I have a suggestion."

With a wave of his hand, a black invitation letter fell into the opponent's hands. Just as Seventh Generation was about to open it, Xu Yangyi spoke in advance: "I want a place in the Holy War."

"You're going too far!!" Before he finished speaking, more than a dozen marquises in the audience spoke together, and the sound was deafening.

"Who do you think you are?!" "Do you really think you have control of the lifeblood of the Covinus family? SHIT, today's banquet is just a representative, just the tip of the iceberg of the Covinas family!" "Bastard, you never How do you know about the sacred weapon quota? Sir, I think he should be completely destroyed, no matter what the cost!"

A tall, silver-haired old man stepped forward and gritted his teeth: "This is obviously a nail for other families to want to enter the Covinas family. Your Excellency, I second your opinion. Those who trample on the dignity of the Covinas family must pay the price." The cost of life!”

"Kill him." Another woman in her forties wearing an evening dress crushed the wine glass in her hand. Her eyes turned into vertical pupils due to excessive anger: "The jihad quota has always been ten for our vassals. The big family chooses five, and the Covinus family has three. When will it be the turn of a sick man from East Asia to comment!"

"Shut up!" Xu Yangyi glanced at everyone. Everyone who looked at him couldn't help but take a few steps back. Only a few people remained unmoved.

"You..." He looked at everyone in a circle: "You are not qualified enough."

"Whoever has any objections, please stand up. If you can stand under my sword for an hour, you are qualified to speak here."

"Otherwise, just sit down for me and wait quietly for your master to speak."

Savidian VII surprisingly did not object to this statement.

He just looked at Xu Yangyi with his eyes, as if he wanted to swallow him up.

"Bastard... you are really brave. But there is no need to mention this kind of joke again." He snorted coldly and tore open the invitation.

Inside, there is a simple letter with only one line of words: In one month's time, you are cordially invited to visit the Magic Hall of Sotheby's Auction House in New York.

The signature is Great Spiritualist X.

No one knows that X is the abbreviation of Xu Yangyi's surname.

"Great Spiritualist Anyone who can be called a great spiritualist is a guest of every family. It can be said that this is truly a top monk with no national boundaries!

"Don't tell me...that this great spiritualist X is you?" He looked at Xu Yangyi with a sneer and carefully put away the invitation.

"MAYBE?" Xu Yangyi said with a smile: "I would like to ask you for the last time. For a holy war quota, I can consider joining the Covinas family as a great spiritualist."

"Haha..." Savidian VII glanced at the sword solemnly, and finally landed on Xu Yangyi's face: "Get out, you bitch."

"It's a great honor for you that I can invite you. How dare you refuse. The moment you walk out the door, the Covinas family will inform the entire Europe and America that they will never accept your surrender."

The corners of Xu Yangyi's lips curled up slightly: "Do you think this is asking for surrender?"

"What you think in your heart is not important. What is important is what I think." Savidian VII sneered: "You have offended two families. Even if you can walk out today, you can only get out of Europe and America. Repent." , Mortal, you will return to your country full of liars and beggars in disgrace because you rejected my solicitation today.”

"Very good..." Xu Yangyi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled meaningfully: "Then...see you in one month."

"I hope you can still laugh by then."

He bowed gracefully and slowly left the scene.

"Brother!" Elisana said bitterly: "You just let him go like this?!"

Savidian VII did not speak. He could feel that the terrifying spiritual power on the sword did not subside until the opponent's figure disappeared.

"He can't leave..." He spat, with a murderous intent in his eyes: "If he dares to cause trouble at the Covinas family's jihad banquet, he will not be able to leave Europe and the United States."

"I admit that he is very smart and very courageous. However, in the face of absolute strength, only those with equal strength can survive!"

A marquis took two steps forward and said thoughtfully: "What if...he is really the great spiritualist?"

"Impossible!!" The huge wolf head of Savidian VII suddenly looked at the opponent and said through gritted teeth: "Any great spiritual master, even in the East, is definitely a top figure! Those great spiritual masters in China , which one of us doesn’t know him? I’ve never heard of a person named X! Even if there is, it’s definitely not him!”

"Unless it is treason, any mistakes made by the Great Spiritualist will be tolerated! This person has no background or origin, and he just shows up and says he is a Great Spiritualist? I have seen his aura, and he cannot be more than a hundred years old!" A great spiritualist who is less than a hundred years old? What a fucking joke!”

The Marquis thought for a moment and nodded.

Currently, none of the great spiritualists known in the world are younger than one hundred years old. He is less than a hundred years old, has not accumulated enough, and is still busy advancing to become a Marquis. How can he find the time to practice other things?

"Don't worry...this matter...isn't over yet!" He licked his lips bloodthirstyly: "How dare you not give me face in public...I will definitely come in a month. I want to see who the so-called ' The Great Spiritualist moved to the United States... and what secret treasure did he bring with him? You'd better pray that the Great Spiritualist behind you takes good care of you, otherwise... I will screw it up in front of everyone. Your head!"

"I don't believe it... with the full support of the Covinas family, he will be reluctant to let go of you, this dog!"

The banquet continued. After this section, everyone was not in high spirits. Two hours later, the Covinus family jihad banquet was disbanded. In the empty hall, only the Savidian brother and sister were left.

"Sister." Savidian VII held a huge wine glass and muttered: "Go to Chinatown."

"Ask...that old man in Chinatown who is suspected of being a grand duke. Is there a great spiritual master who has left China? If so, be sure to provide detailed information."

"Okay." Elisana said immediately. She knew very well that right now, her brother seemed calm, but in fact, the anger in his heart was enough to fill the Pacific Ocean. She thought for a moment and said, "However, that one is not close to the Europeans, Americans, or family members. Hongmen itself refuses to communicate with us."

"Bring him an angel fruit and ask him a message, that's enough."

Elisana left, the hall was empty, and Savidian VII quietly sipped his wine. About thirty seconds later, a loud noise was suddenly heard. The golden cup exploded in his hand! Then, a series of angry roars sounded in the hall!

"Bastard...bastard!!"

"A mere yellow cultivator dares to speak nonsense at the Covinus family banquet!! Who gave you the courage to do so!!"

"Waste! They are all waste! You can't even withstand a single move from him! You have to force me to take action personally! Break your promise in public! Keeping you is useless!" He had already stood up, and the white hair on his body stood on end, huge. His body was ups and downs, and he was walking around with a ferocious expression. After a few seconds, his tail suddenly swept, and a ravine several meters long appeared on the ground.

After venting the rage in his heart, his expression calmed down.

"I, Savidian VII, have not suffered this kind of humiliation for decades after becoming famous... You have successfully attracted my attention, please pray... you can live longer, otherwise... this time Isn’t the game too simple?”

An hour later, New York, Chinatown.

Elizabeth was wearing an expensive evening dress and stood in front of a building that was in some disrepair. He tried his best to keep his face calm, but his body was already covered with a layer of white hair and sweat.

No matter how many times...even if you are half-stepped, when you come here, you will feel a horrible suffocation, as if the sky is falling.

But no one has seen him take action. All that remains are some rumors. Everyone knows that there is an unfathomable old monster in Chinatown.

After another ten minutes, she was already standing in front of someone.

"Your Excellency." As arrogant as she was, she did not dare to show any indifference in front of this person. She held up her princess dress and said softly: "Brother wants to consult you. Is there a great spiritual magician in China who made a big mistake? And he was killed? Forced to commit treason?”

When she asked this question, her heart was beating wildly!

If there is... then... all families in Europe and America will be excited! A great spiritualist can create a first-class family! Then, as time goes by, it can even approach the level of the two top families, Tagule and Covinas!

This is truly a top strategic resource!

The person opposite did not speak, but looked at the invitation carefully. After a long time, he sighed: "It turns out it's him..."

"Do you know him?" Elizabeth suddenly raised her head and said in disbelief.

Could it be that that person is really a great spiritualist? !

No...this is impossible!

Just like the Tagule family's bloodline talent, the direct descendants of the Covinas family, as two giants in Europe and the United States, also have their own bloodline talent!

As long as they smell it, they can determine the approximate age of the other person, and remember the other person's smell and never lose it!

She was sure that the other party had not been practicing for more than fifty years! No……

She suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Your Excellency only said that it turned out to be him, not the damn orientalist, but the one who wrote the invitation.

"Last time I saw him, he was not a great spiritualist."