Chapter 8: The Power of Rampage

"You can't beat him in Xiaocheng, let me go!" Wu Xiaoqing's voice sounded, and Yuwen Cheng shook his head and rushed towards the vampire with a knife. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The vampire let out a low roar of "hiss", raised his hands flat in front of his chest, and stared directly at Yuwen Cheng who rushed forward, he planned to fight him with his bare hands.

Yuwen Cheng swung a knife sideways, and the vampire crouched down at an alarming speed to dodge. Yuwen Cheng took a step back and raised his knife to slash down from top to bottom, and the vampire quickly jumped to the side to dodge.

"I don't think you're that good." The vampire sneered, and a fist hit Yuwen Cheng's chest with one hand, flying straight two meters away.

Yuwencheng coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground on his back, but he immediately got up.

"I want to see what you're really capable of!"

Yuwencheng's chest rose and fell rapidly, panting heavily. He was silent for a while, then grabbed a ball of black fire and swallowed it, a black gas diffused from his body, and the demon knife emitted black light.

The vampire smiled contentedly before striking again.

Yuwen Cheng took a step, much faster than just now, quickly narrowed the distance, and swung his knife sideways. The vampire dodged as he did last time, and when Yuwen Cheng raised the demon sword again, he leaped to the side. But instead of landing smoothly and fighting back like the previous one, he was kicked in the head. It was so heavy that he was kicked crookedly in the neck.

This blow was a wonderful counterattack from Yuwen City, and the vampire's neck was bent back ninety degrees, and if it were a human, it would have died a long time ago.

"Amazing, amazing." The vampire stood up with his neck crooked, twisting his neck back with his hand in front of Yuwen Cheng's surprised expression. After a few crisp sounds, he turned his head, and nothing happened.

"You...... Are you immortal? Yuwen Cheng was so surprised that he couldn't face an enemy who wouldn't be hurt.

"To be honest, it hurts a little." The vampire grinned as he clutched the back of his neck, his eyes full of contempt, not taking Yuwen Cheng seriously at all.

Yuwen Cheng looked down at his toes, pondered for a while, and then reached out and grabbed a black flame and put it into his mouth. After swallowing that bite, I grabbed another lump and ate it.

"Xiaocheng, you can't accept his provocation! You know what happens if you swallow too much resentment, right? ”

Yuwen Cheng ignored Wu Xiaoqing's dissuasion and devoured another black flame, and he devoured three flames at once.

"That's it! It's okay, I can't eat it anymore! Wu Xiaoqing shouted in a tough tone, Yuwen Cheng still lowered his head and ignored it, and devoured a black flame again, which was already four.

"It looks like it's going to be fun." The vampire watched with interest as Yuwen Cheng swallowed up clumps of resentment, and at the same time, his own red resentment also leaked out and wrapped around him. This is characteristic of demons when they are excited.

At this time, Yuwen City had already devoured seven black flames, and his appearance had not changed much, but the black qi that came out of his body had obviously strengthened, and the black light on the demon knife was also flickering. The ominous aura emanating from Yuwen City was so oppressive that it was about to suffocate.

The vampire took several steps back, and even the pure demon didn't want to be contaminated with this breath, which showed how powerful these seven groups of resentment were.

"I ...... To power! Yuwen Cheng suddenly roared like a beast, his pupils were shrouded in black gas, and his eyes were like a pair of bottomless pits, black and deep. Staring at these eyes, it was as if they were about to be sucked into a black hole.

Wu Xiaoqing floated in the air, watching the sunset in the distance gradually being swallowed by black objects. The world beneath her feet was also crumbling like building blocks, black flames burning in the forest, black gas filling the air. The setting sun casts its last golden glow, engulfed by a black object.

"The resentment left over by the Yuwen clan has finally awakened! I don't have to keep the body of this false god sword spirit. ”

The golden light on Wu Xiaoqing's body gradually dimmed, a faint purple light emerged, and black flames burned around her, floating in the air and circling her.

"Yuwen City, the time has come to test you. Control it and you will be invincible! ”

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