Urban Practice

In the early morning of the second day, Yang Wu did not return to the base, but stayed in Luoma for one night. After all, he had already explained to Polfort last night. Living in the sun, Yang Wu didn't care.

If Dracula really didn't come to look for him, he would waste some time and go to Paris, so that the blood race would truly disappear from the world, and he would not be able to stay behind any forces that threatened him.

After Yang Wu finished choosing the presents yesterday, he followed Childress and Chris back to the mansion in Rome where they had a rest. After getting up early in the morning, Yang Wu got out of bed, opened the curtain, and deeply Taking a breath, he slowly looked up at the sunrise in the east.

Looking at the red clouds all over the sky in the east, Yang Wu smiled slightly, and muttered to himself: "It's a good weather again." After speaking, he straightened his waist and stretched.

Suddenly Yang Wu's eyes frowned slightly, he smiled, and said to the outsider: "Since you're here, come out, Prince Dracula."

"Hehehe... Pluto, I didn't expect you to be able to sense the breath of our blood race." As soon as the voice fell, a middle-aged man in a red coat and a medieval costume appeared behind Yang Wu, exuding a wave of blood. The smell of bloodthirsty red.

Yang Wu still watched the sunrise quietly, not paying any attention to Dracula's intentions behind him. After a long time, he shook his head and said flatly, "Put away that disgusting smell of yours for me."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Wu was seen. Yang Wu's body shook slightly, and suddenly he saw a blue aura, rushing towards the red bloodthirsty aura emanating from Dracula.

I saw Dracula's body staggering back a few steps, the red bloodthirsty aura emanating from it immediately turbulent, and slowly dissipated, slowly stabilizing his figure, and looked at Yang Wu in shock.

"Pluto, you are the strongest human being I have ever seen." Dracula looked at Yang Wu's back and said softly: "I didn't feel afraid.

"Oh...Dracula, I think you should know why I came here for you, and I don't want to go around and fire your conditions." Yang Wu slowly pretended to turn around, looked at Dracula, and wrote lightly:

Dracula nodded lightly, thought for a while, and said, "Oh...one of my conditions is to fight with me first." After speaking, he swung the swallowtail of his red coat backwards, revealing immediately The two fangs of his own, and the ten slender nails suddenly appeared on the ten fingers, showing his fighting form, and the bloodthirsty aura was much stronger than before.

There was a slight sound of "addiction" from his mouth, he opened his teeth and claws at Yang Wu, looked at Yang Wu cautiously, and after seeing that Yang Wu hadn't made any movement, his figure immediately disappeared in front of Yang Wu.

Yang Wu saw that the corners of Dracula's mouth were raised slightly, looked at Dracula and shook his head, and said flatly: "I didn't expect you to have such a form, yes, but you are still not my opponent. "After speaking, Yang Wu took two steps forward slightly, stretched out his palm quickly, grabbed it hard in the void, and yanked it violently.

Immediately pulled Dracula out and threw it to one side, only to hear a loud "boom", a hole was smashed in the corner of the wall, and a burst of dust filled the entire room.

And a bright red figure flew out from the pile of dust, and flew towards Yang Wu, with a howling sound from his mouth.

Charle and Chris, who had already got up, were arranging breakfast in the downstairs kitchen. When they heard the movement upstairs and the cold howling sound upstairs, they felt a slight tremor in their hearts. Charle patted his granddaughter With the back of his hand, he walked upstairs cautiously.

Chris stopped his grandfather with some fear, and said softly: "Grandpa, with the strength of Lord Pluto, nothing will happen. If we go forward, we will only hinder Lord Pluto." After speaking, he looked at himself quietly grandpa.

Charles looked up at the upstairs, nodded, and felt that what his granddaughter said was very reasonable, and looked up at the upstairs with a little worry...

Yang Wu looked at Dracula who was flying towards him, smiled slightly, and his figure disappeared in place immediately.

Dracula, who rushed towards Yang Wufei, felt his body sink before he could react, and fell to the ground with a "boom". The battle was not over yet, and he felt a punch on his back. Come, the body suddenly made a "bang" sound, and Dracula only felt the bones in his body shatter.

Yang Wu didn't know how many punches he had punched Dracula. Although he didn't use any inner diameter, he believed that with his tyrannical body, he could also deal a severe blow to Dracula. Dracula's back, which was a little bloody from being beaten by himself, smiled softly and said, "How does it feel?" After speaking, the figure moved and left Dracula's body.

Dracula jumped up quickly, his face became paler, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. Dracula didn't pay attention to Yang Wu's words, and his body twisted slightly. Suddenly, he heard a sound of "click..." Suddenly, the wounds on Dracula's body disappeared instantly, and the bloody back on his back also recovered as before.

Yang Wu looked at Dracula, was taken aback for a moment, shook his head slightly, and said, "I didn't expect you, the blood race's recovery ability is so strong, it's like a good punching bag for boxing." A sinister idea suddenly appeared to Yang Wu Wu's mind, but then quickly shook his head, throwing the thought out of his mind. [

Dracula ignored Yang Wu's eyes, his body trembled slightly, and suddenly his whole body burst into a strong stand again, his eyes showed a blood-red color, his face gradually turned ashen-blue, and the fangs in his mouth suddenly lengthened. Quite a few, a burst of howling and screaming, and the aura it exudes is even stronger.

When the residents around the villa heard the real howl, they suddenly felt a slight tremor in their hearts, and their faces suddenly turned pale. Charle and Chris downstairs in the villa heard the howl from upstairs again, and the two His legs trembled slightly, and Charl looked at his granddaughter, speechless.

And the breath of death emanating from upstairs filled the entire villa, and the villa suddenly felt a chilly, this chilly breath oppressed Charles and Chris, their legs trembled slightly .

Chris Yu's face was also pale for a while, the sweat on his face could not hold back and fell down, and his heart was really shivering. The howl upstairs and the strong breath of death emanating from the villa were already beyond his control. Overwhelmed by my own heart,...

Yang Wu looked at Dracula, slightly shocked, and let out a cold "Huh...", the breath in his whole body was released immediately, and he quickly surrounded the death air that Dracula exuded. Instantly dispelled the air of death in the room.

With a movement of Dracula's figure, he opened his hands again, and galloped towards Yang Wu again. The speed was so fast that there were red afterimages left along the way.

Seeing the ferocious aura after Dracula changed form again, Yang Wu's figure moved and disappeared immediately, and rushed towards Dracula's figure. When he was close to Dracula, he turned his body slightly and quickly held Hold Dracula's left hand stretched out towards him, pinch it hard,

There was only a sound of "cracking" bone shattering, but without a good stop, he raised his leg again and kicked Dracula's abdomen fiercely, only to see Dracula's body flying up, his hands He quietly grabbed Dracula's arm, and quickly kicked Dracula's body with his left leg.

The sound of "bang" reverberated in the room, Dracula's face turned pale immediately, his fangs receded, and he gradually returned to his original appearance, with a tiny bloodshot at the corner of his mouth,

Yang Wu ruthlessly threw Dracula to the ground, and quickly raised his left foot, facing Dracula's back waist, he stomped down fiercely, only to hear that Dracula's waist came out. There was a "click" sound, and then he slowly withdrew his hands, looked at Dracula quietly and replied softly, "I want to see how strong your recovery ability is?"

After Dracula lying on the ground trembled slightly, he stood up slowly, and after twisting his body, a burst of "cracking" sound came from Yang Wu's body, and his body recovered immediately, but his face was pale Looking at Yang Wu weakly, there was already a sound of "grumbling" resistance in his stomach.

"Oh...the recovery is really fast. It's really good. It's good to fight like this. Are you hungry? It's a pity that there is no food for you here." After Yang Wu finished speaking, he shook his head and sighed softly:

Dracula spit out a mouthful of phlegm "bah", looked at Yang Wu quietly, and said flatly: "The recovery ability of the noble blood is naturally strong. Your Excellency, I have to admit that you are very strong, but you can't kill me, can't you?" ?"

Yang Wu shook his head, looked at Dracula, his figure moved immediately, and appeared in front of Dracula in an instant, grabbed Dracula's neck tightly, lifted Dracula high, and looked at Dracula coldly La, said: "Actually, I am just curious about you blood race. Don't think that you are really the same thing in my eyes. As long as I am happy, I can instantly make you disappear completely."

After speaking, he raised his right hand slightly, and a cloud of blue air quickly spun in the palm of his hand, exuding waves of blue air, approaching Dracula.

Hearing Yang Wu's cold voice, Dracula trembled slightly in his heart. When he saw the dark blue breaths attacking him quickly, he immediately felt a burst of terrifying coercion, tightly filling his body. My mind felt as if my mind was about to explode.His face suddenly twisted, and his facial features were almost twisted together.

Yang Wu looked at Dracula's distorted face, and said coldly: "Do you still think I can't kill you now? Hmph..." After speaking, he threw Dracula aside casually.