"This, what's going on?" Zheng Zhe, who was above the tower, watched as the slaughterhouse turned into a slaughterhouse below, and there was chaos, but he couldn't find the direction of the attack at all, and he had no way to attack, and there was nowhere to reinforce.

However, the explosion completely stunned him, which meant that one of his companions who was fighting side by side had died, and the most important thing besides Dracula's attack was the explosion.

"I installed the all-round combat suit with a bomb, as long as the combat suit is damaged to a certain extent, or the signs of life of the person wearing it disappear, there will be an explosion, so it can also make their death more valuable!" Chu Xuan explained coldly.

"You ......" As soon as he heard this, Zheng Zhe's eyes were about to split, but in the short time that Chu Xuan explained, four more fierce explosions sounded, which meant that four more companions were murdered.

"Don't go down, the most important thing to do now is to save your life!" Although Chu Xuan said this, Zheng Zha couldn't listen to anything he said at all, just jumped into the bloody Shura field below, and the javelin flashing with a dim red glow greeted a bloody train that was rolling towards a warrior in combat uniform.

As soon as the javelin came into contact with the blood practice, the blood practice shrank back like lightning like a poisonous snake that had been hit to seven inches.

"What pure blood...... Could it be ...... Are you 'his' disciple?"

Dracula's voice came again, and this time, he revealed his figure beyond his voice.

The blood that was killing everywhere met in the air, shaped, and reassembled into the upper body of Count Dracula.

His long dark black hair, handsome and angular face, pupils like a sea of blood, and a pure black tight-fitting leather coat as dark as the night sky outlined his slender and perfect figure, while the eyes of the dead who radiated all kinds of negative feelings on his clothes fully commented on his horror, his hands were wearing white gloves, and the back of the gloves was engraved with a blood-colored six-pointed star magic array......

Without the interference of artillery fire, the immortal nobleman showed his true colors for the first time in front of everyone.

"What's your name?" looked at Zheng Zhe, who was standing in front of him with a javelin. Dracula asked in a low voice.

The blood-red eyes in the darkness. Zheng Zhe, who was already full of anger and hatred because of the sacrifice of his companions, involuntarily rose with fear. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Involuntarily trembled and replied, "Zheng... Zha"

"Zheng?zha?" Dracula pronounced the pronunciation not very pure Chinese. Then he said:

"I recognize you as a mid-level powerhouse. Excellent!"

With this phrase. In the darkness, blood pooled towards Dracula again. He was swallowed in blood. Only the head and a hand with a six-pointed glove are exposed. And a closer look. Through the blood that was so thick that it was so thick. It seems that countless earth demon insects can be seen wriggling. Depressed and disgusting. Take a closer look. But he was in a trance. It's like nothing.

Zheng Zhe felt his body tremble—it was the seeds of fear that were stretching and spreading. Only when you actually face Dracula face to face. Only then can he truly appreciate the tremendous and incomparable oppression of the other party. It makes people feel powerless in the face of death.

"Let me teach you how the real "nobles" fight ......" "

As Dracula spoke, a shuddering sound of teeth clenching and grinding followed, and on Dracula's right shoulder, a dog's head full of dead eyes and scythe-sharp canine teeth formed again, and it looked like a monster with two heads, one head and one dog head.

Immediately after that, in the terrifying roar, a huge dog's head opened its bloody mouth, and its eyes burned with blazing hellfire, rushing like lightning and biting Zheng Qizhou's body up and down.

Zheng Zha desperately jumped and dodged, the shape was extremely dangerous, and every time the dog's head bit into the air, it made a huge sound of teeth colliding and rubbing between the upper and lower jaws, and the sound that was close at hand shook Zheng Zha's whole body bones again and again, shaking his mind.

In the dangerous dodge, Zheng Zha easily caught an opportunity, a rolling dodge and tore the dog head, and threw the bursting javelin in his hand towards the dog head that swept by.

The dog's head was drowned in the flames of the fierce explosion, but then Zheng Zhe heard a dull sound of flesh tearing, felt the fierce pain coming from his legs, and when he looked down, he saw another dog's head biting his left leg fiercely, and his eyes burning with hellfire seemed to have a bit of banter.

"Ahh

Zheng Zhe let out a terrible scream and jumped backwards desperately, leaving a pool of sticky blood under his feet, and his left leg, which was being devoured by the dog's head.

At the same time that the first dog head was blown off, a new dog head was formed on Dracula's body.

Losing a leg, Zheng Zha could only jump on one leg desolate to avoid the bite of the dog's head, and soon, his right leg was bitten off by the dog's head and swallowed directly, and the whole person fell to the ground completely.

"What kind of monster is he?......" Zheng Zhe fell to the ground in pain, his heart was full of despair, while Dracula was dealing with himself, there were still three blood exercises flying in the air to harvest human lives, and the others were also in chaos, unable to rescue him at all.

"What's wrong?" Dracula sneered as he looked coldly at the loser who fell to the ground, holding Zheng Zhe in his hand and being swallowed by the dog's head, and for some reason a broken leg that appeared in his hand again.

"It's just two legs torn off......"

"Let the horses come, borrow the corpse and stand up! Transform your body, regenerate your legs, pick up your weapon and fight back against me!"

"The night is about to begin!

The more Dracula spoke, the more excited he became, the more crazy he became, and suddenly his hand strengthened, and Zheng Zha's broken leg was immediately held in his hand like a tomato!

"I can't die! I can't die!!I can't die!!......" Zheng Zhe's heart burned with a growing desire to survive, desperately trying to struggle to get up, but his broken legs really couldn't obey his call.

The two forces clashed fiercely in Zheng Zhe's body, one cold and the other hot, hot was his anger at the enemy's killing of his companions and his own persistence in wanting to live, and cold was his despair of the enemy's strength and his inferiority complex for his own weakness......

"Hurry!Hurry!!Hurry!!...... You damn shit, incompetent creature ......" Dracula's eyes flashed with intense disappointment when he saw that his opponent had been unable to get back up again.

"Looks like we should give you a little more stimulation!" said Dracula, as the blood drills that stretched out behind him suddenly rolled back, and each blood drill was rolled up with a warrior wearing a full-fledged combat uniform and struggling desperately.

"No, ......" Zheng Zhe understands that only his companions can wear combat uniforms, and what will happen next is self-evident.

Sure enough, as soon as one of the blood exercises was tight, a soldier didn't even have time to scream, and it exploded directly into a firework composed of fire and flesh in the air.

"If you don't get up, all your companions will die before your eyes one by one!" Dracula laughed cruelly, he didn't care about any threat his opponent could pose to him, he was both stimulating and playing with his opponent, and creating excitement for a boring battle because his opponent was too weak.

After that, another fighter died in the explosion.

Zheng Zha seemed to hear a faint female scream in the explosion, as if it was Zhan Lan's voice.

"Kill you!" Zheng Zhe's heart seemed to have something broken, all the power rolled in his body like boiling water, the cold force in his body was instantly swallowed up by the heat, all the anger and persistence suddenly refilled his chest, and despair and inferiority were all boiled into murderous and murderous intent.

The broken legs are completely out of his mind, there is no need to think about it, even if he uses the broken bones of his legs to support the ground, crawls with his hands, or even crawls with his body on the ground, he will frantically rush to the other party, bet on his own qiē, and use what he can think of, useful or useless means to knock the other party down and kill!

Then, in the astonished eyes of all the people who were paying attention to the battle situation, Zheng Zhe, whose legs were broken, suddenly jumped up from the ground, and his body was as swift as a ghost, almost dragging a long afterimage to Dracula.

His figure circled around Dracula like lightning, and it was completely impossible to see how he struck, Dracula's body had burst out with countless blood holes, and five or six javelins had been inserted, and the remaining blood training with a warrior was also broken.

"Okay, okay!!, it has to be like this! Shape... Child... Ah......" Although the body is like a combination of a hornet's nest and a hedgehog, Dracula is unimpressed and laughs maniacally.

Dracula stiffened a little in the second half of his speech, as the javelins stuck in his body overflowed with cold air, and quickly condensed ice inside and outside his body.

"This guy may be like a T-1000 liquid machine qì person, freeze him first, and then ......" Zheng Zha still did not lose his reason at the moment of his furious attack.

Pity......

The blood light skyrocketed, devouring people, and in the wild roar, another hideous dog head formed in Dracula's abdomen, and lightly broke through the ice blockade, and saw the direction of Zheng Zhe's movement, carrying the flying ice towards his head and tearing it fiercely.

At the moment when Zheng Zha was about to encounter the poisonous hand, a flexible and elastic black rope flexibly rolled towards Zheng Zhe's waist, and instantly retracted, instantly pulling Zheng Zha out of the death line.

Zheng Zha retreated, pulling out a series of bright red bloody footprints under his feet, and at this time, several sharp-eyed people discovered that the part of Zheng Zha's legs from the knee down was actually formed by blood, and the blood that solidified and transformed into calves made up for his mutilated body.

However, as he retreated, the calf made of blood began to soften and liquefy, scattering into a pool of blood, and then he fell to the ground again.

After all, this is a power that he has not really mastered, and even if he can break through on the spot, it is just a flash in the pan.

The overlord rushed out quickly, dragged Zheng Zha back to the ground, and pulled out a long blood stain on the ground.