After seeing Count Dybala, with his sharp and scarlet fangs exposed, and after reporting his identity.

Everyone present couldn't help but be surprised!

Bloodsucker!?

This is a well-known ethnic group in the West!

I heard that they made a deal with the devil and were children of sin who had been banished by God.

It is also rumored that they were Cain's descendants because Cain was cursed by God after killing his own brother Abel.

There are all kinds of rumors about vampires, and so on. It can be called the most mysterious legend in the West.

But there is no doubt about it.

Everyone present is the first time to witness a living vampire!

"He's a legendary vampire!?" Shen Zihan turned pale with fright, and felt a chill on the back of his head, as if he was worried about being bitten.

"It's a monster again......" Qingfeng and the killers are also the first time to see such a mysterious and terrifying big man!

Vampires are not just legends, they are real in this world. Even like ordinary people, living in a bustling city.

And after thousands of years of evolution and strengthening, the top vampires have long been able to live under the sun like normal people, unaffected.

And even got rid of the symptoms of bloodthirstiness.

Except for eternal life, it is no different from ordinary people.

This has also made this mysterious ethnic group the target of many Western upper-class people.

After all, to be able to live forever. Even if you can't live in the sun, you need blood. This price is insignificant compared to death.

And even more, it can go beyond it all. That's even more wonderful.

For example, Count Dybala represents the top existence of the vampire clan!

"It's actually a vampire?" Song Fan didn't expect to meet such a strange person today, and he was surprised that he was a little curious.

How powerful are the legendary vampires?

Song Fan really wanted to see and see.

"Ahem, ahem......" Count Dybala, clenched his fist, leaned against his mouth, and coughed heavily.

He coughed up blood from his mouth!

It's just that his blood is in a coagulated state.

Drops of blood, like pearls, fell in his palms.

Just when Song Fan was surprised and didn't know what the other party meant-

I saw Count Dybala, with a flick of his fingers.

Suddenly, dozens of drops of blood, like bullets, shot towards Song Fan at a high speed.

The sound of breaking through the sky was like a sonic boom!

And that drop of blood, accompanied by a terrifying mysterious power, made Song Fan dare not be careless.

Swish!!!

Song Fan dodged and easily avoided the random shooting of dozens of drops of blood.

But—

Those blood droplets, as if they had eyes, turned quickly and followed behind Song Fan.

It's coming!

"Huh!?" Song Fan couldn't help but be surprised.

At this time, if the night sword is still at hand, the sword body has already come out of the stall.

But now, Song Fan is missing the sword in his hand, and he is really not used to it.

This requires him to deal with the trouble behind him by himself.

Bang!!!

Song Fan was full of anger.

A punch comes out.

A huge wave of qi collided with the drops of blood.

Suddenly, those blood droplets, as if they had been flattened, scattered on the surface of the true qi one by one, and the speed slowed down.

It's just that these drops of blood are still accompanied by a very strong force.

When Song Fan's true qi was withdrawn, it suddenly resurfaced again and counterattacked.

In desperation, Song Fan pushed his true qi again and again to resist these blood droplets.

At this time, even Song Fan couldn't help but be surprised!

These drops of blood are like they have life, unless they can be completely destroyed.

However, the mysterious power that exists and drops of blood is difficult to eradicate.

At least, Song Fan's fist strength can't be broken!

For a while, Song Fan was entangled with dozens of drops of blood, as if he was inseparable.

Seeing this scene, although Shen Zihan didn't understand these fights and killings, he could also understand that Song Fan seemed to be at a disadvantage.

Because of some mysterious substances that the other party coughed up casually, Song Fan couldn't resist it.

"This vampire is really powerful...... Qingfeng and the others, who were secretly observing, couldn't help but be stunned. I feel that although Song Fan is very strong, I am afraid that he will encounter a stronger Western opponent, and it is difficult to have any chance of winning.

"The real horror is his blood...... Song Fan didn't dare to touch it directly. "Once it is dyed on the skin by blood droplets, it is very likely to manipulate neurons along the meridians of the body." This blood is like a curse, and it must not be touched!"

"If we were to face this kind of opponent, I'm afraid we would be covered in blood by now......" Qingfeng shook his head with a wry smile.

At this time, Count Dybala was at ease, and he was completely like a wall-to-wall spectator.

"Song Fan, don't resist anymore! This blood is closely related to me. You don't want to break it!"

"Or obediently drink my blood and become my blood slave. Maybe I'll consider letting you go!"

Song Fan was entangled with the blood drops for a while, and found that the strength of the fist was indeed unbreakable.

Even if it is a perfect Luohan boxing, it is difficult to dissolve, these tricky blood droplets.

But want Song Fan to give up?

Dream!

After retracting the strength of the fist, those blood droplets resurfaced and shot at Song Fan again!

Taking a deep breath, Song Fan's expression changed, his thoughts flashed, and he used the Shenyuan Sword Seal!

All of a sudden, there was a slaughter all around!

It's like heaven and earth, incarnated into a sword!

Let the surroundings, the sword qi be rampant!

Although there was no sword by Song Fan's side, the terrifying sword aura ran throughout.

When those drops of blood are close at hand!

Song Fan's eyes froze, as if his eyes were like a distance, and countless sword marks burst out!

The terrifying sword qi swept the wind and clouds, and swept the blood droplets into it.

In the blink of an eye, blood droplets tumbled in the sword qi, as if they had been caught in a meat grinder, exploding in an instant, and being stirred into powder.

Then crush and completely wipe out!

It's too late, it's too soon!

Song Fan's thoughts flashed, and his sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and he got rid of the tricky blood droplets.

And those drops of blood, as Count Dybala had said, were intimately connected to him, as if they were part of his body.

When he was eliminated by Song Fan, Count Dybala felt a pain in his heart. It was as if the sword qi had penetrated through his heart. He couldn't help but frown.

"Good boy...... Able to break my blood droplets......" Dybala was slightly stunned.

The fluctuating sword qi also frightened him.

Song Fan's gaze slowly turned to Dybala.

It seemed that for a while, the vertical and horizontal sword qi turned around, and at the same time pointed at the other party.

"What a terrifying sword qi!?" Qingfeng and the others couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this. I didn't expect Song Fan's sword intent to reach such a terrifying level!

The situation in front of him seemed to be reversed by Song Fan again in an instant!

And at this time.

Beside Dybala, there was suddenly a hazy layer of blood, and a blood mist was secretly formed.

The blood mist is solid, capable of fighting against sword qi,-for-tat, and does not fall behind.

The two faced each other, and neither of them moved, but the fighting method was all the time and never stopped.

After a long time, the two sides were at a stalemate!

Dybala's forehead oozed blood-colored sweat.

"I admit it...... Once again, I underestimated your ......"

Turning his head slightly, Dybala looked out the window, it was getting late, and darkness seemed to be enveloping him at any moment.

"It's getting dark...... Darkness Descends - You Don't Have ...... Anymore"

Count Dybala, showing scarlet bloody teeth, smiled hideously.