Chapter 162: It's a mess

Dong Xinran's eyes showed a look of fear, and he lost his voice: "Yan Wan'er, what do you want to do?"

Yan Wan'er ignored it, and waited until the isolation talisman array was completed, before she sneered and teased: "Miss Dong family, you are also a monk now, so you have so much courage?"

More than 200 years ago, Dekern traveled with his father to this mysterious eastern country. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info vaguely guessed what Yan Wan'er was doing just now.

"Miss Yan is thoughtful, thank you. ”

"This gentleman, I think you called Wan'er here, probably not for friendship. Wen Junxi coldly interrupted Dekeen's nonsense: "If you really want to make friends, it's not impossible." But you should always show your true colors, right?"

Dekeen's pupils shrank sharply, but he didn't expect the other party to see his disguise clearly. Then he pretended to be relaxed and laughed again.

However, the atmosphere between the four did not relax with his laughter. Instead, there was a little more nervousness.

After laughing, Dekern wiped his face from top to bottom with his hand, revealing a western face with a high nose and sunken eyes. In the deep eyes, there is a bit of arrogance.

"Miss Yan, do you know a man named Kukla?"

Sure enough, this man and Kukra are in the same group!

Yan Wan'er's eyes moved slightly, but her face was silent. He said with a smile: "Some time ago, there were two people with miraculous skills who chased and killed me. Oh, by the way, it was the day that Miss Dong went to the Li Jiayu Mine to look for trouble. ”

What she said was obviously meant.

Dong Xinran's face changed slightly, she didn't expect this Yan Wan'er to be a little smart, and she had already guessed that it was someone she sent.

"Oh, then, where are these two now?" Decken's eyes flashed red, and his tone became solemn: "Or do you kill him!"

Yan Wan'er spread her hands and said casually: "It's just self-defense, even if it is Your Excellency, if you meet someone who wants to kill you, you won't wait for death obediently." ”

"It's just a self-defense!" Dekon no longer concealed the red glint in his eyes, and suddenly his eyes were full of red, and the long white face was even more eerie. And his meager lips turned red as blood, with a lustful tone.

"Tonight, you and your fiancé, no one can leave!"

As soon as the word 'ordered' fell, the surroundings of the four of them suddenly became dark, and Dekern seemed to have lost his figure in this darkness. Of course, this is only in Dong Xinran's opinion.

Wen Junxi took a step forward, blocked Yan Wan'er behind him, looked directly at Dekeen with a stern gaze, and said in a deep voice: "It is still unknown who will kill the deer." You must be overestimating yourself! A small character like you, why do you need to be Wan'er, I'll meet you!"

"Can you see me?" Dekern was a little surprised, put away his somewhat down-looking mentality, his face was still arrogant and arrogant, and said: "Since you rushed to die, then the Marquis will fulfill you!"

The fangs protruded, the wings appeared, and then, Dekern roared, and suddenly, his whole body was wrapped in a black mist.

Dong Xinran didn't expect that Dekeen, who was usually a gentleman and gentleman, would become so terrifying, and he couldn't help but feel furious. Subconsciously avoided it.

Wen Junxi held the Yan Sword in his hand and stood facing him, looking calm.

Suddenly, both of them moved.

With the help of the black fog, Dekern rushed straight into the sky, and then shot towards Wen Junxi like an arrow off the string.

Wen Junxi stared straight at him, and stood on the spot like a green pine. And the Xi Sword in his hand seemed to come to life, instantly transforming into thousands of sword shadows, from all directions, overwhelming, towards the black shadow of Dekern, and slackened.

Seeing this, Dekern did not slow down, but his figure suddenly became erratic. Surprisingly, Wen Junxi's sword image was like an eye, and he followed closely.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Dekeen waved his hand, and a black cloak suddenly appeared on his body. The black cloak that looked ordinary was greeted by a sword that shimmered with a cold light, but it was like a shield of equal strength.

With a few sounds of 'dang' and 'dang', the sword and the black cloak collided violently, sparking dazzling sparks.

The black cloak surrounded Dekeon, and no matter what angle the sword flew in, all of them landed and were intercepted.

At this time, Wen Junxi was already close in front of him, and Dekeen showed a hideous smile: I didn't expect that more than two hundred years had passed. He will once again drink the blood of the Eastern monks!

What a wonderful moment!

Dekeen was fierce, and his black-tipped nails pierced into Moon Junxi's shoulder blades like lightning. In the darkness, the fangs that shone with a terrible silver light slammed into Wen Junxi's neck.

"Junxi!

Seeing that Wen Junxi was about to die at the hands of Dekeen, Dong Xinran hurriedly called out. It's just that he was frightened, and he didn't have the courage to rush forward to stop Dekeen.

In a hurry, she yelled at Yan Wan'er: "Don't you boast of your high skills and love Junxi deeply? Now that he is in danger, you are indifferent? Why don't you save him! I hate you!"

"Junxi can handle it, you don't need me to save it. Yan Wan'er's voice was as cold as before, and she didn't look at Dong Xinran from beginning to end, but just stared at Dekeen with a light smile.

That gaze, if you look closely, Dong Xinran will find that there is a touch of irony in that gaze.

"Mr. Vampire, my blood, does it taste good?"

A joking voice rang out from behind Dekern.

At the same time, he only felt a tingling pain in his back heart, and Dekeen turned around abruptly and looked at Wen Junxi in front of him incredulously: When did he run behind him?

Also, how did he bypass the black trench coat and stab himself in the heart?

"Mr. Wen, you are very good, and your means are very clever. It's a pity that you still underestimate me!"

After a brief moment of surprise, Dekern quickly regained his composure. And the wound in his back heart also recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye as he spoke.

But in the blink of an eye, it was as good as ever.

Wen Junxi's heart sank: Legend has it that vampires have immortal bodies, but as long as the heart core in their hearts is punctured, they will die forever between heaven and earth.

How did he know that the heart core was only for low-level vampires.

For a marquis or above like Dekeen, their heart core has long been dissolved in the heart. The weakness of the so-called heart core is long gone.

Just when Wen Junxi was stunned, Dekeen had a pair of red eyes, revealing a bloodthirsty look. Approaching Wen Junxi as fast as lightning, his sharp five fingers slammed into his heart.

Wen Junxi didn't have time to dodge, and between the lightning and flint, he used the spiritual power of his whole body to protect the spiritual shield around his body. At the same time, the Xi Sword in his hand once again conjured thousands of sword shadows.

"Sword and shadow are one!"

With a snap, the thousands of sword shadows that scattered out magically merged into one the moment they touched Dekern's black trench coat. However, the thousands of sword rays in one seemed to have disappeared suddenly, almost invisible.

'Shhhhh

Wen Junxi's spirit cycle could block the attack, but after two or three seconds, the spirit shield couldn't hold on, and cracks appeared. And Derkon felt a tingle again.

Wen Junxi's sword rays passed through the black trench coat again, and this time, Dekeen's entire heart was shattered by the sword rays!