Streams of blood and qi power flowed in Fang Ye's blood, in the internal organs and muscles of his limbs, this powerful feeling made Fang Ye feel comfortable all over his body, compared to the second-level blood spirit, this time the blood qi power was about three times greater!

It seemed that she felt Fang Ye's strength increase, and Honggu, who was not far away, couldn't help but have her eyes flashing, slightly surprised.

Ordinary blood clans can certainly improve their strength by absorbing a large amount of blood qi, but it is absolutely impossible to suck the essence blood of so many demon hunters in one go like Fang Ye, and it seems that there is no major problem at all, and it is directly promoted to the third level!

Even if Honggu has lived for decades and seen a lot of the world, she has never seen anything like this!

"Won't he hold it up?" Honggu frowned, puzzled.

However, the next scene couldn't help but make her even more shocked, Fang Ye didn't seem to have the intention of stopping at all, he continued to pursue towards the demon hunters who had fled in the wilderness, his speed became even faster, the first-level and second-level demon hunters didn't have any survival power in front of him at all, and they were caught by the bone claws in an instant, and they lost their lives cleanly!

The whole street was filled with the terrible screams of the witchers, and those who had not yet been murdered heard this sound, and their faces turned pale with fright, and they cried and shouted for their mothers to flee in all directions.

They even regretted very much why they followed the captain into this Shengyang Castle, and why they took on the task of escorting the prisoner car!

If you hadn't taken a wrong step, you wouldn't have faced such a desperate situation!

In just a few minutes, more than a dozen escaped witchers were murdered, and Honggu couldn't stand it anymore, and waved her hand to signal Lillian to save her brother.

Even though she had killed countless demon hunters and countless people of the same clan over the decades, seeing this hell-like scene on earth, she couldn't help but feel that Fang Ye's heart was really an outlier among the blood clan!

The black bats in mid-air are constantly circling, completely covering the scene of these two streets, and the outside world cannot see the slightest movement inside them, nor can they hear any sound, such a scene can only be experienced by the smoker and the smoked.

And on the periphery of the two streets, a large number of demon hunters have gathered from all over at this moment, and these demon hunters are all level two or above! Many of them are level three, and there are even four and five level demon hunters, scattered in twos and threes, looking at the black pressure of a large area of bats in mid-air with solemn expressions.

"Young Master, is he here?" a fifth-level demon hunter said in a calm voice, his eyes staring ahead, with a faint look.

"The young master and the deputy hall master are on their way here, saying that if we don't know the specific strength of the enemy, let's not act rashly. "Next to these fifth-level powerhouses, there are three fourth-level demon hunters, their posture is exactly the same, as if they have been trained in unity, and the aura on their bodies is also very calm.

"It's just nonsense! At the critical moment, he went to compete with the Heteropupil Demon Hunting Hall for the territory of the Blood Clan's slums! What did he think of us brothers who were born and died?" The fifth-level demon hunter powerhouse slammed his heavy sword into the ground, causing the earth to tremble!

The subordinates next to you, you look at me, I look at you, but they didn't speak.

"Caesar, why are you angry, the young master has always been like this, after all, he is young and vigorous, and it is normal for him to be competitive, what can we do as subordinates except to support him with all our might?" A middle-aged man suddenly walked over next to him, and when he saw his angry appearance, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

The fifth-level witcher named Caesar glanced at him, snorted coldly and didn't speak again.

"These three thousand bat formations are not something that ordinary blood clans can perform, in my opinion, in this Holy Yang Castle, there are really incredible blood clans, with our strength, if we want to take down this demon, I'm afraid it will be very hanging. The middle-aged man continued, looking at the black bat in mid-air, and was amazed.

When Caesar heard this, he raised his brows and snorted coldly: "Then you mean to retreat three miles and camp on the spot?"

The middle-aged man smiled, tightened the cloak on his body, walked to Caesar's side, and said softly: "The strength of our two teams together is not the opponent of the boss, the boss's power is already so strong, why not let him take the lead first?"

"First, we can use this to weaken his right-hand man, and secondly, we also have the opportunity to snatch the credit for this time, killing two birds with one stone, what do you think?"

As the words fell, Caesar's eyes narrowed into a slit and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, the boss's team has not yet come, and he does not know the situation ahead, according to his character and past conceit, he will inevitably rush ahead of the two of them and fight against the blood clan inside.

In this way, he really responded to what he said, killing two birds with one stone, not doing it in vain, after all, this time the blood clan seems to be a bit tricky.

Caesar turned around and shouted, "Retreat three miles, wait for the dispatch!"

When the middle-aged man saw this, he immediately laughed and left with the team.

For a moment, there was not a single witcher outside the street, and half of the castle was in panic as the three thousand bats covered the empty streets.

And at this moment, in the three thousand bat array, two streets, there are corpses everywhere, the death is extremely miserable, the whole body is white, and the pain is extremely painful before death, some of them are sucked skin and bones, the pupils are dilated, the eyeballs are white, and there are only a few hairs left.

With such a cruel method of smoking, Honggu became more and more palpitating, and she vaguely felt that this young man named Ye was probably going to cause a great storm in the future.

If he hadn't died before that.

The screams have decreased with the end of the street, there are not a hundred but eighty corpses lying on the ground, after sucking so many demon hunters, Fang Ye's bone claws seem to have evolved, not only is it overflowing, but the bone-white luster is like jade, it looks like a treasure from a distance, and it looks like a white ghost up close!

The same is true of his fangs, and the two great killing weapons unique to his body have changed, which Fang Ye did not notice, but when he finished sucking the last demon hunter, the system's prompt tone showed everything.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the ghost weapon: vampire fangs, vampire claws!"

"Vampire Fangs: Bronze ghost weapons, extremely tough, indestructible, can break all bronze-level demon hunting tools, can evolve. ”

"Vampire Claw: Bronze ghost weapon, extremely tough, indestructible, can break all bronze-level demon hunting tools, can evolve. ”

Fang Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he was a little puzzled when he heard this, he didn't understand what a bronze ghost weapon was, but he understood the vampire fangs, he estimated that the fangs had changed, but even if there was a change, it should have nothing to do with what ghost weapon it was!

Could it be that your own fangs can still be refined into an artifact?

Could it be that he can still pull out the fangs and be a sword maker?

What if I don't grow it when I pull it off?

So, in order to verify his doubts, Fang Ye cleanly and without hesitation, he fanged himself ...... Unplugged out!