"How so!" Wolf pulled back in horror.

That moment just now can be said to be the best opportunity to fight so far, Wolf thought that he could kill with one blow, even if it didn't work, then at least it would be a heavy blow!

As a result, it only scratched the skin, and the wound healed in an instant!

Actually, it was Wald who was even more frightening.

The werewolf clan knows each other very well as the two strong men. He knows best how strong Wolf really is. Fighting with Song Zhe just now, he was instantly at a disadvantage, and his hand bones were also broken by Song Zhe, so he gave Wolf a look.

The blood clan and werewolves have lived together since ancient times, and at least there is still a tacit understanding.

After a three-sided siege, it was not easy to find a flaw in the attack, and the results achieved were equal to zero.

Song Zhe kicked Wolf away, and then punched like lightning, piercing the chest of a vampire in the blink of an eye, and the core belonging to the vampire was blown up by Song Zhe with a punch!

A large stream of resentment poured out, and Song Zhe didn't bother to see how much the progress of the task had increased now.

The other vampire was so frightened that he planned to turn into a bat and escape.

"Where do you want to go?" A large hand magnified infinitely in front of his eyes, obscuring his head, and then, "Smack!" ”

The sound of the head exploding sounded, and the last vampire duke was quickly understood by Song Zhe.

Wolf was seriously injured by the explosion just now, and was kicked by Song Zhe again, at this time, two sternums were broken, and in addition to the injuries caused by the explosion, the body began to shrink sharply for a while, and the breath on his body was also reduced.

Shaking off the wounded bloodstains, Song Zhe strode towards Wolfe.

This werewolf is very strong, and killing him may get more resentment.

"Roar!"

Wald, who fell to the ground on the side, suddenly began to go crazy, and he rushed towards Song Zhe with an indomitable momentum, intending to drag Song Zhe with his life and create a chance for Wolf to escape.

Wolf is the genius of the werewolf clan, and the hope for the rise of the werewolf clan, as long as Wolf is alive, the werewolf clan will not be cut off.

Therefore, even if Wald is crushed, he has to drag Song Zhe's footsteps.

Looking at Wolf, who got up from the ground and ran away decisively, Song Zhe snorted coldly, grabbed Wald with one hand, and asked to press through his chest, while breaking his limbs.

The strength has reached this point, and the general injury, as long as it does not penetrate the core position, or the origin, will not die in most cases.

Wald's current state is that he has lost the ability to resist, but he still has a breath and can't die.

Song Zhe wanted him to see that he sacrificed his life and it was just a joke in the end.

Holding a werewolf weighing at least five hundred pounds in his hand and running, Song Zhe had no pressure.

He can now fly through the air, but not as fast as he is on the ground.

Wolf's speed was not as good as Song Zhe's, but now that he was hit hard, it was even more unbearable.

He thought that Wald would be able to delay for some time, no matter how strong Song Zhe was, as long as Wald didn't want to delay, not to mention more, it should be about the same for more than ten seconds.

Then, as soon as he ran on this head, Wald was punched through and his limbs were destroyed in the blink of an eye.

Wolf felt that he was really fucking unlucky, the vampire found him in the first place, and it was coercive and luring, if it weren't for the fact that he was inferior to the Blood Clan, he would have taken his people out of here.

This matter was originally provoked by the blood clan, why should he pay for it?

Boom!

A figure descended from the sky and smashed in front of Wolff's path. A small hole was smashed into the ground, and dirt splattered everywhere, some of which landed on Wolf's face.

Wald in Song Zhe's hand rolled his eyes even more, and the blood seemed to flow out without money.

Running at high speed and the last jump and falling, the internal organs of Wald, which was still hanging on Song Zhe's arm, were all shattered, obviously with less air intake and more air out, and it seemed that he was about to die.

"You!" Wolf was anxious and angry.

The road ahead was blocked, and he couldn't be beaten, and the only way waiting for him was death.

If you can live, why not? Even if you become a monster, whatever!

"My lord, I ......"

Song Zhe was too lazy to talk nonsense, the distance between the two was instantly shortened, and then a straight punch quickly pierced Wolf's head.

The speed was too fast, the force was too strong, and Wolf didn't even have a chance to react.

By the time he realized the danger, the fist had arrived.

Looking at the headless corpse that fell to the ground, a large stream of resentment poured out from above.

Wald, who was still in Song Zhe's hands, saw the most talented genius of the clan being killed, and his mood was indescribable, and he could only express it by being angry.

Well, with Wolfe's death, Wald also took his last breath.

With another wave of resentment, Song Zhe breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly looked at his data.

Name: Song Zhe

Power: 2042

Spirit: 2672 (2703)

Defense: 2939 (2951)

Stamina: 2747 (2753)

Vitality: 11245 (11246)

Mission progress completed: 7.6%

The harvest this time is really not small, this progress is rising really fast, and he has seventeen or eighteen nests, and it feels almost the same.

This head had just killed Wolf, and in the Blood Clan's castle, there was a powerful momentum.

"And?" Song Zhe suddenly became excited. It seems that today is his lucky day, I thought the harvest was over, but I didn't expect there to be such a big fish!

……

"My lord, shall we do it now?" Zhang Qing, who watched the battle, asked with some concern.

Only then did the Heavenly Alliance send a total of two S-level powerhouses, both of whom were mid-stage. originally wanted to reap the benefits of the fisherman, but who would have thought that Song Zhe would be so strong. In the face of the siege of four people, they quickly suppressed and killed the other party!

From the fight with the four to the end, the journey was only half a minute, and this is counting the time it took Song Zhe to pursue Wolf!

The S-class of the Heavenly Alliance do not have names, and they are all referred to by their code names.

Flying Eagle frowned, and he also sensed great danger.

He himself is known for his speed, but just now Song Zhe's short-distance burst speed is that the flying eagle feels a little frightened, maybe he can beat Song Zhe in long-distance running, and short-distance explosion is absolutely not good.

Poor fellow, he thought so, already doomed him to tragedy.

Song Zhe's physical strength is very strong, and the long-term outburst is like eating and drinking, what kind of high speed can he continue to run for a long time!

"Wait and see, he's not hurt, and we're going up and we're dead. In addition, this is not the tribal strength of the blood clan, according to the records, the blood clan still has a prince alive, and that thing is comparable to the existence of the peak of the S-rank, and it should be able to defeat this monster. When he said this, the flying eagle was not very confident.

The Thunder King stared indifferently at the Blood Clan's base camp and said, "Here, the prince has woken up!" ”

At the moment when his words fell, a violent roar resounded in the sky!

At this moment, Song Zhe had already rushed out and fought with the prince in the air.

Seriously, the vampire prince is really strong, at least much stronger than Wolfe's half-man, and he is also rich in combat experience, far from being comparable to those dukes.

Since the appearance of the prince, Claude has subconsciously shrunk his neck.

The suppression of the bloodline made him a little unable to raise his head, especially now that the level has slipped, and Claude's suppression is even stronger!

"O Prince, that is a madman of ancient times!" Claude muttered to himself.

Vampires are not strictly speaking, creatures that are born to be human.

Back then, there was such a group of people, their cultivation talent was low, and they had worked hard all their lives, but they were only hovering in the lower third rank. was looked down upon by others, and suffered the cold words of the world.

However, it was at this moment that a novel idea was proposed.

Since the cultivation talent is not good, and the absorption of spiritual energy is limited, why not find another way to become stronger. For example, if you transplant the bloodlines of those who have excellent cultivation talents to yourself, will you have excellent cultivation talents?

So, a group of people gathered together, studying day and night, and at the same time capturing outstanding cultivation geniuses everywhere.

They did make some progress, however, it was too slow, and it was exposed when they didn't gain a lot of power. They were greeted by the endless pursuit of the whole world, and at that time they were street rats, and everyone shouted and beat them!

In other words, which of the ancestors of the blood clan who could survive from that era was not full of blood?

This situation lasted for decades, and finally after another unexpected experiment, the bloodline transplant changed, and since then, the first prince in the history of the blood clan was born!

According to the division of strength, the Prince's actual combat ability is equivalent to the peak of the seventh rank among the nine levels of the cultivation world. is not the strongest, but it also has the confidence to compete with the big forces.

The darkest years of the Bloodline came to an end, and it was also through this secret technique that the Ancestors transformed one person after another into the Bloodline.

At that time, the spiritual energy was abundant, the cultivation was prosperous, and sucking the blood of high-level cultivators was more beneficial to the improvement of strength, and the remaining four princes were actually born under this circumstance.

However, with the passage of time, the changes in the world, and the turmoil within the Blood Clan, and other multiple factors, the Blood Clan is no longer in its prime. Only the first ancestor of the blood clan survived, and the rest of the four princes all disappeared into the sky of history.

The battle in the sky continued, and the aftermath of the battle became stronger and stronger, and the wind formed was blowing in all directions, easily cutting off the surrounding flowers and trees.

Song Zhe punched one punch after another and fought against the prince.

In terms of absolute strength, the current Song Zhe is still a little worse, after all, the seventh-level peak of the Blood Clan Prince does not refer to one peak, but every item is the seventh-level peak, which is the confidence and foundation of their foothold in the world!

Ordinary eighth-level powerhouses are not necessarily the opponents of the Blood Clan Prince in a one-on-one situation.

Fortunately, Song Zhe still has a little advantage in combat experience, at least he can recover some of the shortcomings in strength, coupled with Song Zhe's super recovery ability, so far, he has not been fatally injured.

The two are evenly matched.

If this situation drags on, the final victory still belongs to Song Zhe.

The Prince of the Blood Clan is very strong, but in terms of recovery ability, it is much worse.

The frequency of the two fighting each other is getting higher and higher, and the destruction is becoming more and more extensive, from the sky to the earth, and from the ground to the sky. The Bloodclan Castle had long since been razed to the ground, and the surrounding peaks had been cut off.

As the battle continued, the sky had already brightened.

Song Zhe originally thought that these yin and evil things would be disturbed by the sun, and their strength would be affected.

As it turned out, he was overthinking.

The first person vampire prince, or rather, the strength of all vampire princes, whether there is sunshine or not, is the same.

To be exact, they are living people, but there are some small changes in the process of blood transplantation.

The Thunder King's body tensed.

Before coming, the older generation of strong men had told them that the blood clan was very strong, at least the prince of the blood clan was revived, and they were invincible.

As for the warnings of the older generation of strong people, the newly awakened ones actually disagreed.

There is also a half-year period of aura recovery, and there are many monsters and newly awakened people during this period, but the S-level is still the strongest combat power. No matter what powerful people you meet, you can't kill them, at least you won't be at a disadvantage.

Now it seems that they are thinking a little too much.

Song Zhe was already as strong as a monster, and as soon as the vampire prince came out, he vaguely pressed Song Zhe to fight.

At least that's what everyone thinks, only the prince who is at the center of the battle is getting more and more frightened.

Song Zhe is too difficult!

The strength is not as good as him, but in fact, it is not much worse. In terms of defensive ability, he is almost the same, but this recovery ability is really perverted, he just disemboweled him a second ago, and in the blink of an eye, he has been restored as before!

This fucking fart!

He wants to leave, he doesn't have any special feelings for these blood juniors, just like a chicken raised by himself, he has nothing to do and catch one to kill and eat meat, and when he encounters some natural and man-made disasters, it doesn't matter if he hands it over and signs up, it's a big deal to raise some, anyway, he doesn't have to provide feed.

However, Song Zhe actually entangled him!

The prince tried to get out, but he couldn't.

Song Zhe had more combat experience than him, and he was not afraid of his attack at all, and at the cost of being injured, he dragged him away. If this goes on for a long time, the prince will feel that sooner or later he will be exhausted, and he will not be able to leave at that time.

Thinking of this, he began to explode.

recklessly launched a crazy attack on Song Zhe, trying to get out of Song Zhe's control.

Song Zhe was also ruthless, he received so many injuries, how could this big fish be let go so easily!

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, Song Zhe waved his fist at the prince.

He has already abandoned all defenses, and even if he is seriously injured and consumes a lot of life force today, he will stew the fish and eat it!

The mace has long been beaten and I don't know where to go, but it doesn't matter, now this body is the best weapon, not much worse than the mace. Moreover, it is relatively more flexible.

Song Zhe was originally born in martial arts, and his fist and foot kung fu are not weak.

Especially when the true qi is running, sometimes it will leave a dark energy in the prince's body, and after it is detonated, it can often blur the prince's flesh and blood!

Song Zhe's sternum was broken five under the prince's crazy attack! A large hole was made in his chest, and the internal organs could still be seen inside.

But, so what?

This time it was he who won!

Regardless of the prince's dying counterattack, Song Zhe grabbed the prince's head, which was a slap on the head!