Chapter 17: The Dragon's Spit Eyes

Yang Haofeng's actions had already completely angered the vampire, and the vampire began to grasp the steel pipe through his chest with both hands like an outlaw, and began to swing it from side to side. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When Yang Haofeng finally finished reciting the awkward words that Delia echoed in his ear, the vampire also completely shook off Yang Haofeng behind him, and he turned to Yang Haofeng is back.

Yang Haofeng rolled to the ground on the side, and there were five more fatal wounds on his left waist and right chest, and the blood stained the entire ground red.

Yang Haofeng no longer had the strength to get up from the ground, he didn't know what the strange thing that Delia had made him read at the end had any effect, he lay on the ground weakly, and his vision and consciousness gradually blurred......

In a hazy way, he seemed to hear Xia Ying's cry, and he wanted Xia Ying to escape quickly, but he couldn't shout for a long time......

Nothing is over......

"Mr. Yang Haofeng, don't fall asleep." Delia's voice rang in my ears again.

As soon as Delia's voice fell, Yang Haofeng suddenly noticed that his left chest was heating up, as if it was being burned by fire, and it seemed that someone was holding a soldering iron to his chest.

Then, Yang Haofeng felt that a huge force was flowing into his body from nowhere, which made Yang Haofeng regain consciousness again.

What's going on!

Yang Haofeng raised his head, and he noticed that a round silver dragon head mark suddenly appeared on his left chest, which had been hot, about the size of a fist, and was spontaneously shining with dazzling light.

What surprised him even more was that the scars on his body were gradually healing at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

"Congratulations, Mr. Yang Haofeng! Your 'family contract' with my young lady is officially completed. Delia's voice reached his ears.

Officially done? What do you mean?

Could it be that Su Xuening's family contract has not been completed before?

Perceiving Yang Haofeng's question, Delia continued to explain.

"The 'family contract' must be agreed upon by both parties, but since you were in a coma at the time, even if the lady kissed you, the 'family contract' was not technically completed...... Although your body has reached a state of awakening as a result, you have not really gained the power of the dragons. ”

"The power of the dragons?"

"Yes, come on, now you are a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed!"

In fact, there is no need for Delia to say that Yang Haofeng can also feel the changes in his body, the power that was lost before is constantly returning to his body, and some small claw wounds on his body have completely healed.

Yang Haofeng thought to himself that if he could add three more blades to his fist at this time, it would be a perfect copycat version of Wolverine.

At this time, the vampire had already pulled out the steel pipe inserted in his body, and his body had already been injured by the "God Killer" before, and at this time, the fierce fight with Yang Haofeng was obviously to the limit.

Blood! He now urgently needs the blood of a strong man to recover himself, and Yang Haofeng, who is still half-dead, has undoubtedly become the best choice, coupled with his anger at Yang Haofeng, which makes the vampire give up Xia Ying in the distance and pounce on Yang Haofeng instead.

The vampire's body was still in mid-air, who knew that Yang Haofeng jumped up from the ground with a "swoop", the posture and movements were not at all like the half-dead appearance before, and then he sneered and turned around and kicked, and the strong foot force directly kicked the vampire from the bridge into the river.

With a loud "poof", the vampire's body entered the river and never moved again.

This guy can't have been kicked to death by himself, right?

Yang Haofeng stood by the bridge and looked down, but it was pitch black on the river, and there was no light, so he couldn't see anything.

"Boom!"

A black shadow flew out of the water, bringing up waves several feet high, shooting straight towards Yang Haofeng on the bridge.

"Be careful, this blood clan is forced to make a big move!" Delia shouted.

"Ultimate? And the ultimate? Yang Haofeng looked at the vampire who pounced on the water and there was nothing wrong with before, so when he raised his fist and was about to punch the vampire into the water again, the situation suddenly changed.

With a muffled sound, the vampire's body that flew into the air suddenly exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Yang Haofeng couldn't help laughing, could it be that this vampire's ultimate move is self-violence? But this vampire is too stupid, he can't help but explode before he even touches himself.

However, in the blink of an eye, Yang Haofeng couldn't laugh, because the blood mist in mid-air rushed towards him as if he was conscious.

A foul-smelling smell of blood came to his face, Yang Haofeng was immediately surrounded by a blood mist, at this time, his fists and feet seemed useless under the blood mist, and when Yang Haofeng was at a loss, the blood mist beside him suddenly shrank and condensed together,

Yang Haofeng sensed that something was wrong, and struggled to escape the blood mist, but at this time it was too late, and the blood mist suddenly entangled Yang Haofeng like an iron chain, and then a blood-colored skull appeared in front of Yang Haofeng, and opened his mouth to bite Yang Haofeng's neck.

Can't be bitten by a vampire, Yang Haofeng knows this common sense even if he is stupid, but he can't dodge it at this time, so he simply gritted his teeth and fought directly, and his whole body fell from the bridge with skulls and blood mist and fell into the river.

Jumping into the river was Yang Haofeng's biggest mistake tonight.

If it is ordinary, Yang Haofeng thinks that he is good at water, but now he is entangled by the blood mist, and his hands and feet can't break free at all.

It was pitch black underwater, and Yang Haofeng held his breath and tried his best to swim back to the surface, but the blood mist around his body pulled Yang Haofeng to the bottom of the river.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in the neck.

The previous skull also opened its mouth to bite his neck while Yang Haofeng was not paying attention, and began to gulp his blood.

This feeling was even more uncomfortable than drawing blood, Yang Haofeng couldn't help but open his mouth and exhale in pain, and drank several mouthfuls of fishy river water at once.

After the skull absorbed Yang Haofeng's blood, it seemed to replenish its strength, and the whole blood mist once again transformed into a vampire's body, and he clasped Yang Haofeng's body with both hands and feet, looking like a koala bear holding a tree trunk.

Yang Haofeng couldn't break free with his hands and feet, and sank to the bottom of the river with the vampire, the vampire continued to greedily suck his blood, and as time went by, the vampire's strength became more and more powerful, holding Yang Haofeng's body more and more, as if to squeeze him into his arms.

At the same time, the high degree of hypoxia and excessive blood loss had made Yang Haofeng feel dizzy, and his body was becoming more and more weak......

Are you going to die at the bottom of this river? ……

On the roof in the distance, Delia frowned slightly.

"Alas, it's still too naïve, it seems that it won't work if you don't make a move."

As she spoke, Delia raised her hand in the air, muttering a spell as her outstretched little hand condensed into a blue glow and then transformed into the shape of a spear.

Delia aimed the blue brilliance at Yang Haofeng's location, and after thinking about it, she comforted: "Hmm...... After all, this was his first time fighting, and he didn't act as badly as I thought......"

With that, Delia took a few steps back and looked like she was about to throw the spear in her hand.

But at the moment when she was about to leave, Delia suddenly stopped again, and she began to look at the lake with a strange expression, where something strange seemed to have happened again.

Let's talk about Yang Haofeng.

At the moment, he was still dragged by vampires to the bottom of the river, gulping for blood......

In the midst of the confusion, just as Yang Haofeng was about to lose consciousness, a long and low broken word began to sound in his mind again.

Is it dragon language?

Yang Haofeng remembered the awkward words that Delia had asked her to recite before, which was exactly the same as this accent.

"A-Sa-Wa ......"

After the broken words faded, a familiar and unfamiliar voice suddenly appeared in Yang Haofeng's mind. The voice was not Delia's, for it was extremely deep-pitched and exuded the majesty of a king.

"A-Sa-Wa ......"

The voice kept ringing in his head, as if he wanted to lure Yang Haofeng to pronounce the word out of his mouth.

Yang Haofeng had heard this word before, and he almost blurted it out at the dance, but at that time, Su Xuening blocked his mouth in time with his little hand.

"Asawa, Asawa, Asawa, Asawa, Asawa, Asawa......"

The voice began to echo in his mind constantly, and this feeling was like thousands of monks suddenly appearing in his mind sitting there chanting sutras, Amitabha Buddha Amitabha Buddha Amitabha Buddha made Yang Haofeng annoyed.

Grandma's, I'm annoyed to death!

Yang Haofeng was completely angry, he opened his mouth, no matter how much river water poured into his mouth, he used all his strength to shout out the noisy and annoying word in his mind like flies!

"A-Sa-Wa!"

"Boom !!"

With a violent and dull sound, a wave of water dozens of feet high suddenly erupted on the surface of the originally calm Qi River, as if some deep-water fish (harmony) thunder had exploded at the bottom of the river.

A figure flew out of the waves and planted itself on the riverbank, it was the vampire who had been wrapped around Yang Haofeng's body before.

At this time, the vampire's body stood up like a fish on the riverbank twice, and then stopped moving. Slowly, his body burned, and eventually turned to ashes.