The arrogance on Lin Fan's face was gradually replaced by a dignified color, he had long heard that there was a certain chance of producing innate supernatural powers among vampires with high titles, and unfortunately, the one he met now should be one of them.

Originally, he had heard Senior Mei Gu say that the strength of the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan was equivalent to that of Elder Hua, but the Grand Duke of Hashir in front of him was obviously much more difficult than Elder Hua, not to mention anything else, but this move made Lin Fan at a loss.

In the face of this strange and confused sense of distance, Lin Fan couldn't think of any way to crack it for a while, so he could only turn to a conservative defense and slowly find a flaw from the other party.

Grand Duke Hashir looked at Lin Fan playfully like a cat catching a mouse, and suddenly, his arm moved, his long nails cut through the sky, and he grabbed Lin Fan directly.

Lin Fan dodged, trying to avoid the other party's attack, but somehow, he had obviously dodged the fingers of the Grand Duke of Hashir, but he felt a fierce force attacking in the void.

In the changing shadows, Grand Duke Hashir's body disappeared into the air, like a burst bubble, and with a bang, it disappeared in front of Lin Fan's eyes.

Lin Fan didn't dare to be careless, many times it was this almost instinctive intuition that saved his life, although the enemy disappeared, but the killing intent sensed in his heart could not be ignored.

So he flipped up his palm, Shu into a knife-like shape, and slashed down diagonally from the front of his left chest, from dodging to guarding with his palm, Lin Fan's movements were like antelope hanging horns, and it was natural.

When his palm was halfway split, he suddenly felt a hard collision, and he looked down to see that a blood mist was everywhere, and from the blood-colored mist, a pale palm stretched out.

Lin Fan retreated with a touch, and the spatial folding of Grand Duke Hashir was so weird, it made him feel that he couldn't guard against it, and it was difficult to give full play to his advantages.

He had just taken a few steps back when he suddenly felt the hairs on his back stand on end, and a wisp of murderous intent suddenly locked him tightly, although he couldn't see the figure of the Grand Duke of Hashir, he could sense the location of the opponent's attack.

Lin Fan threw a punch and lowered ten points with one force, wanting to fight with Hashir once, but after this punch was made, it was suddenly equipped with a layer of transparent qi wall that could not be touched and could not be seen.

In the void where his fist attacked, there were little ripples, and the space in front of him was like a still water surface, vibrating lines under his fist.

Without waiting for him to look carefully, he suddenly felt a tingling pain coming from the right rib position, Lin Fan hurriedly waved his hand, this time he still didn't touch his opponent.

Lin Fan was angry and angry, this way of fighting was too obscene, he was like a blind man, and he couldn't find the enemy's trajectory at all.

After a few temptations, Hashir suddenly stopped his pursuit, and hid in the dark space around him, like a hungry wolf, slowly waiting for his prey to reveal its flaws.

Lin Fan was like a headless fly, he looked around nervously, trying to find something, but the other party hid it so well that he couldn't detect any fluctuations at all.

Just when Lin Fan was secretly anxious, suddenly there was a tingling sensation of pins and needles on the scalp on the back of his head, and he turned around suddenly, as if he was angry, he punched a few times in front of him.

But the fists fell into the air, and then the hair on his back suddenly rose, and before he could turn around to defend himself, he felt a sharp force drip into his muscles, and his body was knocked out by a sudden force.

Lin Fan slipped to the ground, feeling as if his whole body was torn, even if his body's recovery ability was amazing, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Hashir was obviously close at hand, but Lin Fan didn't have any way, which couldn't help but make him feel a little angry in his heart, he propped himself on the ground with one hand, rolled his body around, and stood up again.

At this moment, Lin Fan was dripping with blood on his back, and a deep wound was cut open, but the blood at the wound was quickly stopped, and the scarlet muscles turned up on both sides slowly began to heal.

Lin Fan suddenly closed his eyes, his head stretched forward, like a wounded beast, and the violent aura on his body emanated undisguisedly.

He slowly turned in place, his eyes closed, and now what he saw had lost its effect on him, and the only way to deal with the other party was to rely on his keen sense, and quickly locked on the position of the Grand Duke of Hashir at the moment when the other party released his killing intent.

Suddenly, Lin Fan slammed to the left as if he was going crazy, he didn't care about any moves at all, he just used enough strength and attacked violently towards the void, punch after punch.

This time, his fist was not empty, there seemed to be a thick city wall in front of him, and every punch hit the ground, but it was still the same as before, and there were violent ripples in the space in front of him, which couldn't hit Hashir at all, but made Lin Fan suffer the force of the shock out of thin air, and his chest was full of panic and uncomfortable.

When he finished these few punches, Hashir's voice sounded in the distance: "No wonder Charente can't even escape in your hands, this extremely sensitive sensory consciousness has surprised me." ”

Lin Fan was so angry in his heart that he followed the direction from which the voice came from, pounced as fast as he could, gathered all his strength, and continued to punch forward.

This time his power was scattered in the air, and Hashir had long since lost sight of where to hide, making him do another useless work.

"You're almost going to hit me, quick, faster, I'd love to know where the limit of your speed is, hurry up and ......" Hashhil's ill-intentioned voice resounded.

The color in Lin Fan's eyes began to change, and he pounced in the direction of the sound again like an enraged bull, but this time it was in vain.

"Hey, it's slow again, you're a little slower, as long as it's a little faster, you can hit me." Hashel's playful voice rang out again, and his tone was filled with a smug flirtation.

However, this time Lin Fan did not let his anger continue to overwhelm reason, he spat disdainfully, and said with a mocking face: "Are vampires like you, like a mouse, hiding in a dark and dirty corner, this kind of life that does not see the light of day may be what you despicable creatures like." ”

"Hehe, I have hundreds of years of life experience than you, if you want to use the radical method to find my flaws, I have to say that your idea is too naïve." Hashir is unmoved, and the clever hunter is always full of patience.

Lin Fan also stopped pursuing, he stood in place, set up a defensive posture, the two sides fell into a stalemate for a while, Lin Fan couldn't find Hashir's true body, and Hashir couldn't easily sneak attack because he was afraid of Lin Fan's sensory consciousness.