A red figure floated down from the sky and landed beside the werewolf.

Everyone looked at the person carefully, this was the appearance of a middle-aged man, his face was pale and gloomy, combing Chow Yun-fat's big back, I don't know how much hair wax was smeared on the hair, the hair was clearly rooted, smooth and shiny.

He was wearing a black evening gown and a bright red cloak, and the leather shoes on his feet were shiny and there was no trace of dust. The most pretending thing is that this person still has a pair of white gloves on his hands.

Pretending to be forced to pretend to be this kind of share, this guy is also the first one.

Looking at the stunned and wary eyes of everyone, the person who came said with a smile; "Introduce myself, Viscount Albert, it's a pleasure to meet you in the middle of the night."

After saying that, he glanced at the werewolf who was still twitching under his feet, and threw the white glove on him in disgust: "How could the council choose the dirty and rude werewolf and the arrogant and ignorant lich as my subordinates on this trip to Asia, and now they have all messed up!" Hey, if I were to pick all the elites of our bloodline, I'm afraid I'd have already returned to London and enjoyed the wonderful taste of blood. ”

"Hiss......" Everyone gasped, Vampire Viscount! That's the existence of a D-class ability, but I didn't expect that just now there was a werewolf, and a more difficult vampire appeared, and it seems that the eight groups still seriously underestimated the difficulty of this mission, and sent too few people.

Albert's Bloodline is actually what people usually know as vampires, but vampires never call themselves vampires, but instead refer to them as "Bloods".

The strength of vampires is based on the rank of knight, the highest is the prince, the following are the duke, the marquis, the earl, the viscount and the baron, and then the small miscellaneous soldiers who have just become vampires. They basically don't know how to cultivate, which is even more serious than the demon clan, and they can only rely on the characteristics of immortality to slowly accumulate strength over a long period of time.

The strength corresponding to these titles refers to the cultivators, corresponding to the Mahayana period, the transformation period, the Yuan infant period, the Jindan period, the foundation building period and the qi training period, and if you want to correspond to the level of the ability, it is S-level, A-level, B-level, C-level, D-level, and E-level.

Fang Dalei in the distance also frowned, the strength of the vampire viscount is equivalent to that of a cultivator in the foundation building period, that is, the other party should be equal to his own strength, but he doesn't know what skills the other party has, he has never fought, and if he makes a move, the lack of innate intelligence may make him a little passive.

However, the appearance of vampires is also good news, after all, Nandu is so big, even if he solves the werewolf today, he will have to look for this vampire all over the world, and now he has sent it to the door himself, and the province will look for him again.

Moreover, this vampire is still the leader, and he will be taken down in a while, just so that he can force them to ask for the purpose of coming to Huaxia. Fang Dalei always felt that the purpose of these people coming here was not simple.

Fortunately, his flying sword Netherworld can inherently restrain dark creatures, which is good news, and at the same time, Fang Dalei is secretly on guard, ready to strike at any time, he knows that the people in the following eight groups will not last long.

Now the situation in the eighth group is like this, Xiaoyun is seriously injured and in a coma, not only does he not have any combat effectiveness, but he also needs to be taken care of by his teammates. The squad leader has just used up his mental ability, and his mental power is slightly overdrawn at present, so he can only use the M500 in his hand to fight the enemy, but without the help of mental power, he just relies on visual aiming, and basically doesn't want to hit a vampire who comes and goes like the wind and is faster than a werewolf.

At present, Mao Wenjing is the only one who is intact, he has only sent four ice picks in front of him, used one healing ability, and has room to fight again.

The problem is that he is only an E-level ability, and he is a water type ability with weak attack power, and he can basically sentence him to death against the vampire viscount who is one level worse.

Albert wasn't in a hurry, in his opinion, the three people in front of him were just in his pocket, and as an elegant vampire viscount, he didn't mind playing a game of cat and mouse.

Looking at Albert's arrogant and arrogant appearance, Mao Wenjing couldn't help but make a move, he directly threw out an ice pick and threw it at Albert.

Albert pouted disdainfully as he looked at the ice pick coming towards him, and waved his cloak, and the ice pick flew back upside down, and suddenly stuck in Mao Wenjing's thigh, and his thigh was immediately frozen by the ice pick.

This man who looks a little quiet, and can even be said to be a bit of a sissy, is hard, and despite the pain that beads of sweat come out of his forehead, he still gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

"Humble and stupid human! Trying in vain to attack the great Bloodline! Even if you're a supernatural, you're still a lowly creature, do you think you can hurt the great bloodline with your ice-breaking slag? Hahahaha" Albert looked at the few people in front of him and laughed arrogantly.

It was now, taking advantage of the moment of Albert's relaxation, Fang Da Thunder, who had been cats all night, moved, and he desperately urged the true qi of his whole body to pour into the flying sword netherworld, reciting the magic trick, and controlling the flying sword to fly violently towards the vampire Viscount Albert who was not far away.

While Albert was still laughing wildly, he saw a flying sword as black as ink stabbed towards him.

Frightened, he was on the verge of life and death, and he didn't care about the sequelae, so he hurriedly ignited the little essence blood in his body, urging his body to retreat backwards.

The speed of the flying sword was extremely fast, better than bullets, and Fang Dalei had no intention of calculating, even if Albert used the secret method of the blood clan to urge the small amount of essence blood in his body to retreat back extremely quickly, he was still slashed by the Netherworld.

It's just that because of this retreat, the flying sword did not cut him in two, but cut off one of his arms.

Then, Fang Da Lei floated down and entered the center of the battlefield, and for a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on this mysterious man wearing a night suit and a bandit mask.

"You're a cultivator?" Albert, the vampire who had one arm cut off, turned even paler, but due to the vampire's unique limb resuscitation skills, he didn't particularly care about the severed arm. What he cared about was a trace of natal essence blood that had just been burned.

These natal essence blood are slowly accumulated by vampires over the long years, with a drop less, the strength will decrease a little, and now that he is forced to use a drop, the anger in Albert's heart can be imagined. he

Originally, I came to pick peaches, but the peaches were not picked, and now it looks like they are going to be picked up.

The most important thing is that the mysterious person in front of him seems to be a cultivator, since he is a cultivator who knows the sword, at least it is the foundation building period.

Although he is a viscount, but under the same level, the combat power of vampires is far inferior to that of cultivators, after all, the various methods of cultivators are endless, all kinds of cultivation equipment are also dizzying, and all kinds of combat skills are even more dazzling, when he is intact, he has no confidence to win a cultivator in the foundation building period, not to mention that he is attacked by someone and has been given an arm first.

Seeing that Fang Dalei didn't speak, he spoke again: "Could it be that your Huaxia cultivators have degenerated to the point where they don't even say hello after 100 years?" You must know that even during the Great War, you cultivators claimed to be a state of etiquette, and they would not do such a sneak attack. ”

If Fang Dalei was an antique cultivator, he might still be a little touched by his words, but unfortunately he was a half-way monk and self-taught, and he didn't feel Albert's words at all.

What is the state of etiquette, what can not be sneak attacked, in his opinion, the dead enemy is the good enemy, and the way to achieve victory is the good way.

"You've got too much nonsense!" Learning what the werewolf said when he robbed the bank, Fang Dalei said coldly to the vampire.