"Are you from the Xuanmen?" The Blood Clan's Nascent Soul Cultivator was shocked and hurriedly said, "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"
"Misunderstanding your - mother - fucker!" Ye Haochuan shouted fiercely and wielded his sword to strike.
He saw that inside the church, the handsome young man had already put his mouth on Sophia's neck. At this moment, how could he waste time talking with these people!
Several Blood Clan cultivators were shocked and hastily teamed up to resist.
"Everyone attack together, these people are up to no good, we can't let them disturb Duke Abel!" The Blood Clan Nascent Soul Cultivator knew it was useless to explain and quickly commanded.
Following his order, nearly a thousand Blood Clan cultivators surrounded Ye Haochuan and his seven companions, layer upon layer, leaving no gaps!
"Get lost!"
Ye Haochuan didn't want to waste any time entangled with them, and charged straight towards the church!
