vampire king

"I admit that I'm in a bad mood now..." With an elegant smile on his face, Zhang Xiaofeng said strangely about his bad mood, "It's just that I haven't reached the point where I don't want to live yet. So, I don't want to be killed by you..."

"Really?" The man flipped his hand, and a cyan light flashed on his body, and saw a cyan long sword appearing in his hand. He looked at Zhang Xiaofeng lightly and said, "This is up to you. In front of deacon-level clergymen, even you two earl-level vampires can't have the slightest chance of winning... ".

"Is it comparable to the chief deacon of the Marquis-level blood family?" Hearing what he said, Zhang Xiaofeng looked at the long sword in his hand, and said with a slight smile on his face: "It is undeniable that you are the one I have met for so many years. The strongest opponent, but you still can't kill me, you overestimate yourself too much, and you underestimate me too... ".

After speaking, Zhang Xiaofeng turned his head and said to Lan Qier: "Don't make a move in this battle, I want to see what my strength is compared to the outside world in the past six years..." .

"Well, well, be careful yourself..." Lan Qier, who was about to come up to help, nodded obediently when she heard Zhang Xiaofeng's words, and stopped her footsteps and said.

With a sound of "swish", I saw a pair of silver metal gloves on Zhang Xiaofeng's hands, and Zhang Xiaofeng looked at the silver gloves on his hands with a smile, and murmured: "Blood soul, how long have you not used it?" What about you, today, you will accompany me in the first battle..."

"Arrogant guy, dare to use the strength of an earl to fight against my deacon-level clergy alone, go to hell!!!", but when I heard that Zhang Xiaofeng wanted to fight alone with himself, it felt like Feeling angry for a while, being despised by a person who is one level lower than him, it is obvious that no matter who he is, he will feel angry, especially if the person who despises him is the vampire he hates the most.

"Holy light cross cut!!!", glaring at Zhang Xiaofeng, the cyan long sword in the hand of the cleric man cut across horizontally and vertically, and saw two white sword lights intersecting to form a "ten" towards Zhang Xiaofeng Slashed fiercely.

"Qing, clanging..." At the same time, a burst of blood-colored light emerged from the blood soul in Zhang Xiaofeng's hand. Immediately afterwards, the silver metal gloves suddenly extended to his arms. The blood soul, which was originally just a pair of gloves, unexpectedly Wrapped Zhang Xiaofeng's arms.

"Dangdang..." Zhang Xiaofeng didn't dodge or evade the Holy Light Cross Slash, he just raised his hands and crossed them in front of him, the arms wrapped in blood soul directly blocked the white sword Light.

"I didn't expect that now I can actually drive the blood soul to cover my arms." Zhang Xiaofeng himself was slightly surprised when he saw that his arms were covered with silver metal.

The blood soul is not just a weapon. According to the parents of the Bruhe clan, as the blood energy in the user's body becomes deeper and deeper, the blood soul can cover more places. The Blood Soul, which is just a pair of gloves, will even cover the whole body and become a piece of armor. At that time, the Blood Soul will perfectly realize the integration of offense and defense...

"What?" Seeing that Zhang Xiaofeng's metal glove covering his arm could resist his own attack, the head deacon's man was slightly startled, and at the same time his heart became serious, and he finally knew that Zhang Xiaofeng was not easy.

Because blood races rely on their own claws and fangs when fighting, these are talents, so generally, blood races will not use weapons to fight, because for blood races, their own fangs and claws are the best. weapon.

However, once the blood race uses a weapon, then this weapon is definitely a treasure, and the identity of the blood race who can own such a weapon is definitely not simple, which is why so many blood races do not use weapons, because It was too difficult to find a weapon that was more suitable for him than his claws and fangs.

"Now it's my turn..." Seeing that the other party's Holy Light Cross was blocked by him, Zhang Xiaofeng said lightly with a slight smile.

"The Nether Fire..." Zhang Xiaofeng flipped his hand, and the black Nether Fire, which had evolved to the third level, appeared in his hand. The black flame exuded a terrifying aura, and the thick blood could pass through the blood. The increase of the soul makes the power of Netherfire even more terrifying.

"A very powerful flame." Seeing the black flame in Zhang Xiaofeng's palm, the head deacon's man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought solemnly in his heart.

"The filthy darkness will eventually be dispelled by the holy light, the holy light ball!!!" Seeing the black ghost fire in Zhang Xiaofeng's hand, the head deacon quickly chanted a spell, and then his hands The white ball of light blasted fiercely towards Zhang Xiaofeng.

"Nether Fire", feeling the terrifying holy power in the holy light ball, Zhang Xiaofeng greeted the Nether Fire in his hand, and at the same time retreated quickly. The Holy Light Cross Slash just now was just done casually , didn't use all his strength, so he was able to block it so easily, but the opponent hadn't kept his hands on this holy light ball, comparable to a marquis-level clergyman, with tens of thousands of holy power points, It is several times as much as his own, and it is definitely not easy to block it.

"Pull...pull...", just as Zhang Xiaofeng quickly dodged the attack of the holy light ball, the sound of sirens outside suddenly rang out in groups. It was obvious that the police had rushed over at this time up...

"There is no time. It seems that the idea of ​​testing one's own strength can only be reserved for the future..." Hearing the sound of the siren outside, Zhang Xiaofeng sighed helplessly in his heart.

"Humph!! I don't have time anymore!!! I won't play with you anymore!! I'll get rid of you now!!!" At the same time, the big deacon on the other side snorted coldly and shouted loudly.

"Holy Judgment!!!", I saw the blue long sword in the hand of the chief deacon raised high, a series of terrifying holy power frantically condensed on his sword, eyes full of killing intent stared at Zhang Xiaofeng.

"I'm sorry, you stole my lines. I should have said your words. I don't have time to play with you anymore..." Seeing the other party's actions, Zhang Xiaofeng said helplessly .

"Black desire, bloodthirsty, mask of survival, bloody verdict, high-level blood magic inherited from the Bruhe family, blood glow".

Zhang Xiaofeng spit out the extremely familiar spell skillfully from Zhang Xiaofeng's mouth, and saw the claws wrapped in the blood soul raised high, the terrifying blood energy gathered in his palm, a bloody light ball exuding the breath of death In his hands appeared...