The people are still familiar with the group of people, led by Paul, who was crushed by Zhang Heng that day with a devastating force, cut off his legs, and crawled away in a humiliating way......

And now, their legs are back to normal, and everyone is covered in a layer of blood.

The blood was full of light, like a transparent eggshell, enveloping themselves, their eyes, hair, and even the two fangs exposed at the corners of their mouths were blood-red, and even their black suits had become blood-colored dresses!

Of course, the most shocking thing is the blood-colored wings spread out behind their backs!

"Monsters?" Zhang Heng saw this strange "creature" for the first time, and the interest in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Ignorant Oriental, you haven't even heard of the great name of the Bloodline!" Paul grinned, sinister smile.

"Blood Clan?" Zhang Heng looked at their appearance, and thought that they had turned into bats before, and suddenly realized: "It turns out that they are vampires!"

Although Zhang Heng is not from the earth, he has also learned about the history of the earth in the library on the Internet.

Especially in order to find spiritual objects, he has studied the legends of various countries, such as the flood era in China, the myths and legends of Rome, and the vampires in Italy......

Paul's appearance is clearly a legendary vampire!

"As noble bloods, we hate the name vampire!" muttered another handsome man with a sparkling look in his eyes.

"Stupid Oriental, hell has opened its arms, and I, will send you into its arms!"

When the words fell, the wings behind his back shook suddenly, but the whole person rose into the air.

This seemed to be a pre-arranged signal, and the other bloods also spread their wings and were suspended in the air, their powerful dual wielding flapping, hunting sounds, air currents surging, turning into a violent wind, whistling!

"In my eyes, you are not the slightest noble, just a group of bat spirits!" Zhang Heng sneered and suddenly took a deep breath.

He inhaled so much that his chest bulged high, and after a few seconds of accumulation, he opened his mouth violently and exhaled a strong current!

The violent wind flapping from the wings collided with the air flow spit out by Zhang Heng, and a violent hurricane was formed on the roof of the building in an instant, and many people who were close to the top floor could even hear the whimper of the wind blowing in their ears!

"Count William said that he wanted the lives of the Orientals!"

In the midst of the raging wind, several resentful roars rang out.

Dozens of blood clans, their wings flapped at an accelerated pace, wisps of blood mist escaping from their bodies, and they quickly dispersed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they saw their bodies shaking, forming dozens of hazy blood shadows in the air!

Die!

A crazy roar came from all directions, and almost instantly, four blood clans appeared in front of Zhang Heng, and they stretched out their palms crawling with hideous blood vessels and slapped them towards Zhang Heng's chest.

Zhang Heng snorted coldly, the spiritual power in his body surged, and between raising his hand, two fireballs burst out, but the opponent's combat experience was extremely rich, and with a flap of his wings, he actually catapulted backwards, directly dodging the fireballs.

Relying on air superiority, they advanced and retreated freely, which made Zhang Heng helpless.

"You think you're going to fly?"

Zhang Heng showed an indifferent look, and when he stepped forward, the black magic sword surrounded him, and finally appeared under his feet, dragging him into the air, and in an instant, he was dozens of meters high!

At his feet, there is a metropolis with brilliant lights, and Zhang Heng at this moment stands on the top of the city!

"Edgeworth Flight!"

"You're a Huaxia cultivator!"

"Even if you are a cultivator, you have to die!"

The blood clan found Zhang Heng's bottom thin, and their pupils suddenly contracted, but they were not afraid, but even stronger hatred.

The relationship between cultivators and blood clans has not been very harmonious since ancient times!

In the void, dozens of clusters of blood light collided with Zhang Heng one after another, and in the flash of movement, they were already out of the range of the roof, and they were two or three thousand meters away from the ground!

The cold wind howled, Zhang Heng's left hand pointed at the sword, the sword light flickered, splitting the chest of the blood clan, and the void drawing talisman in his right hand, a thunderbolt burst out, knocking it back dozens of meters.

However, its wings vibrate, and after it was able to stop the decline, blood surged on its originally broken body, and it was repaired little by little!

It didn't take long for him to regain his heyday and kill again.

"Ignorant Orientals, the Blood Clan is immortal!"

The visitor laughed wildly, and his eyes were full of pride.

"Immortal?" Zhang Heng sneered.

There is only one circumstance for the so-called immortal body, one is that the cultivator has reached the state of immortality and immortality, and even if the heavens and the earth collapse, he can still live.

But this realm is just a legend, the way of heaven is supreme, like a big net, cultivators spend their whole lives in order to break free from the big net, even in the previous life, Zhang Heng can't be said to be immortal and immortal, what are these bats?

After several battles, Zhang Heng has already figured out their details.

The source of the strength of these blood clans is the blood in their bodies, Zhang Heng Shennian tried several times, and he would find that their strength fluctuations came from blood, and once they were injured, they were also repaired with blood.

"You heal your wounds with blood, then I will burn your blood!" Zhang Heng's flying sword under his feet was free, driving him to flash and move in the void, he flicked his fingers, and the real fire in his body turned into a fire lotus, filling the range of dozens of meters around his body in an instant.

"Boom!"

Zhang Heng clenched his fists.

Rumble!

The fire lotus exploded, and the ferocious golden flames covered the area, and the blood clan let out a terrible howl, and the original blood-colored suit became shattered in an instant!

Their snow-white and delicate skin, inch by inch, cracked and even scorched!

"No!"

The blood in the body, instinctively surging, wants to repair the body, but how high is the temperature of the true fire? Even the extraterrestrial meteorite can melt, let alone the blood?

The blood that had just gushed out was instantly scorched and dried up, and the blood clan screamed in horror, they were pinched to their deaths!

Zhang Heng shot again, every finger was like a sword, and when it moved, the sword light surged, cutting their blood vessels inch by inch, and in an instant, everyone spurted out a large amount of blood, and then in the flames, it was completely evaporated!

"This is what you call immortality?"

Zhang Heng sneered, and took seven steps in a row, and at each step, the body of a blood clan flew high, and then fell heavily from the sky!

Without blood, they are almost waste, even their wings have shrunk!

"This Oriental is so terrifying!"

Paul's face changed drastically, and a strong sense of crisis made him almost urge to flee from here.

China is a mysterious country.

Before they came, the family had made it clear that they were not allowed to expose their power here, and at that time they felt too careful, but now, they realized that this sentence was true.

"Sacrifice the blood of the ancestors!"

Paul's eyes were bloodshot and a hoarse roar came out of his throat.

Everyone was stunned, and there was a look of struggle in their eyes.

"Forgot your blood oath?"

Someone shouted.

The Bloods made a decision, their wings closed, and they enveloped themselves.

Bang!

The next moment, in Zhang Heng's unbelievable eyes, they actually blew themselves up!

The original humanoid body exploded in a cloud of blood mist, but there was no big scene as imagined, after they blew themselves up, all they left behind was a drop of demonic red blood!

Like a heart, it's still beating.

There are still more than a dozen people, without hesitation, they stretched out their hands, grabbed the essence blood of their clan, and swallowed it directly into their stomachs!

It can be seen with the naked eye that the blood light on their bodies has suddenly become several times richer, and even the wings behind them have expanded by two or three times.

"Oriental, we are not your opponents, but Count William will definitely come to take your life!"

Paul's angry voice rang out.

Before it fell, everyone turned into a bloody light and fled towards the sky.

Zhang Heng Royal Sword chased after him, but he couldn't catch up.

"This bloodline has two brushes!"

Through this fight, as well as the final action, he suddenly realized the horror of the blood clan.

Aging, death, it doesn't matter.

As long as they can leave their essence and blood, they can be inherited, and those who blew themselves up and died only sacrificed themselves, but their strength was not wasted at all, and they were completely inherited.

No wonder the William family has been able to inherit for so many years, not only has it not declined, but it has become more and more prosperous!

"Bloodline!"

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand, and in the palm of his hand, a beating ball of blood was exuding a strange light.