Chapter 1000 Tearing the face who is afraid of whom

Hughes and Proneo are both mutant bloods, a very special individual, they will not be afraid of any kind of high-level blood, they have guarded the Holy See for more than a thousand years, they don't know how many dark creatures they have killed, the most are all kinds of blood, the two of them are the most important, they promised the first pope to protect the Holy See for a thousand years, they did it, and now they promised to give this black-robed blood clan a servant for a thousand years, and they will naturally do it.

The spear of Longinus turned into a golden light and shot in front of Catherine in a blink of an eye, and the spearhead stabbed straight into the chest of the young blood clan beside her, Hughes is quite experienced in dealing with blood clans, and the shot is a killing move.

The young Blood's reaction was extremely fast, he reached out and dragged the sluggish Catherine forward, using her body to block the spearhead, and then the person jumped back, and pulled out a very strange weapon from the hem of the tuxedo with his backhand, it was a ghost hand made of black metal, about a foot and a half long, and the joints on each claw and tooth were clearly visible, this thing was modeled after the appearance of the Blood's holy artifact corpse hand, and it was a good weapon for the enemy.

Hughes's spearhead turned, turning into a golden thread and stabbing at the Thin-Lip Blood, the whole movement seemed to be as smooth as flowing water, and the spear of Longinus, which originally had only one spearhead, was set by him with a three-foot short pole and became a real spear. Only Xu Qing can see it clearly, the short rod that appeared out of thin air is the trouser belt around Hughes's waist, this thing has always carried the soft spear shaft with him, the problem is that the trouser belt is removed and the pants are not dropped.

The thin-liped blood clan looked awe-inspiring, and there was already a bright short knife in his hand, and he choked the spearhead, don't look at him young, but he is a serious fourth-generation blood clan, and his ability is not inferior to any blood lord.

Hughes's eyebrows were upside down, his arms pressed down violently, and he flew sideways and kicked at the opponent's crotch, the heart of the blood clan would not beat, and the blood would naturally not circulate, in fact, it was nothing to be kicked off the soft roots, and the cavernous body could not be congested and could not get an erection, it was just a drain pipe.

The thin-lipped blood clan seemed to cherish the tube, and the short knife struggled to lift up and shrink his abdomen and retreat two feet back, avoiding the kick of the broken tube. Just as then, another Bloodclan rushed forward, and the ghost claw in his palm reached out like lightning and buckled directly into Hughes's throat, this thing could still open and shrink freely without a claw, and the end was black and flashing with a little blue.

The tip of the claw is still two feet from the neck, and you can smell a pungent fishy odor, and this thing is also quenched with poison, but ordinary toxins are of no use to the blood clan, because their blood is not circulating, and ordinary toxins will not spread, so it is a big deal to rip off a piece of meat.

Hughes has one of the biggest characteristics, no matter what kind of opponent he encounters, he will go all out, there will be no half contempt, he holds the short spear with one hand and shakes it, the golden spearhead is a few times against the ghost claw, and the other palm is on the short pole, ding! The tip of the spear and the ghost's claws struck out sparks of blazing light.

The thin-lipped blood clan with a short knife rushed over at the right time, and attacked Hughes with his companions in a trap, both of them are four generations of blood clans who are good at fighting, and their combat effectiveness is several times stronger than that of the seven major leaders, and the three spears and knives fly towards the ghost claws and fight inextricably.

Xu Qing looked coldly at the fierce battle not far away, although the two young blood clans were brave and good at fighting, he was not worried that Hughes would lose, because he knew that the magic of Longinus's spear had not yet been revealed, and the smile on the corner of Proneo's mouth on the side was the best insurance.