The pursuers behind had already caught up and blocked Zhang Fan's back road.

And in front, there is the earl.

No matter how fast Zhang Fan's speed is, it is impossible to be faster than the earl.

Not even entry-level lunges.

No matter how strong his strength is, it is impossible for him to challenge the earl by a big level.

Not even entry-level Kaishanquan.

Seeing so many blood clans surrounding, Ling Xiao grabbed Zhang Fan's hand tightly, obviously panicking.

Zhang Fan glanced at the cliff next to him without a trace.

He was pondering the possibility of jumping off a cliff.

The Earl had already seen through his thoughts, and jokingly said, "Jumping off a cliff? Are you sure your IQ is still online? Jumping off a cliff in front of a flyable Kindred? When you jump into the air, there's nowhere to draw on your strength, and we can catch any Bloodline flying down. You jump off a cliff? ”

"Hahahaha......"

The surrounding blood clans burst into laughter.

"Kill our blood clan and still want to escape? Do you really use our blood clan's territory as a vegetable market? ”

"If you don't kill these two guys today, where will our blood clan's face go?"

"If they really escape, our territory will also be looked down upon by the blood clans of other territories."

"So, they have to die."

As those blood clans spoke, they surrounded Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan's face sank like water, without any expression.

The brain is spinning fast, trying to figure out a way.

However, the itch in his back made him unable to concentrate at all.

At this moment, suddenly, a figure flashed in front of him, and the marquis had come to him.

As soon as he reached out, he grabbed him by the shoulder.

Zhang Fan hurriedly wanted to cut with a knife.

But the Count was so fast that he grabbed him by the shoulder, and with a quick throw of his hand, he flew off the cliff like a stone that had been thrown out.

Because Ling Xiao grabbed Zhang Fan's hand, he was naturally thrown out of the cliff.

The Count joked, "Since you want to jump off the cliff, then I'll help you." ”

One by one, the other bloods flapped their wings and chased out of the cliff with a laugh.

Zhang Fan had nowhere to borrow his strength in the air, so he naturally couldn't resist.

They were not in a hurry to catch Zhang Fan, but chased Zhang Fan and flew down, constantly taunting as they flew.

"This feeling of weightlessness seems pretty good."

"You say that a human quasi-martial artist doesn't necessarily die by jumping off a cliff, but what if he is thrown from above?"

"This cliff must be at least seventy or eighty meters long, if they don't die, heaven will not tolerate it."

"I just don't know if my face hits the ground first or my butt when I fall."

At this time, Zhang Fan and the others didn't have time to listen to their ridicule.

Ling Xiao kept screaming, clutching Zhang Fan's hand.

Zhang Fan, on the other hand, struggled to balance his body.

But when they were thrown, they were spinning, and they were still spinning, and they couldn't keep their balance at all.

He could see the ground below closing in at breakneck speed.

In two seconds at most, the two of them will be smashed into a pulp.

At this moment, the itching on Zhang Fan's back reached its peak.

It was so itchy that Zhang Fan couldn't help but cry out: "Ah——————"

With this scream, the clothes on his back were torn with a hiss.

A pair of blood-red wings opened in an instant.

It was a pair of blood-like membranous wings, with two barbs on top of the wings.

And with the support of these wings, Zhang Fan quickly glided towards the ground.

When it is less than three meters above the ground, it turns instantly, almost touching the ground, and flies forward.

The other bloodlines were stunned, they didn't expect this guy to suddenly give birth to wings.

Then all the blood clans chased after Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan didn't have time to think about all this at this time, and grabbed Ling Xiao's hand in his hand, while subconsciously flapping his wings.

The wings swung like his arms.

He didn't feel any jerky, flapped his wings quickly, and flew forward.

Those blood clans were all amazed when they saw this scene one by one.

Every Bloodline, when they first became a Bloodline, had a very jerky control over their wings.

Just like a child learning to walk, it takes a while to become proficient.

But this guy has just given birth to wings, but he seems to have been flying for decades.

Compared to his flying skills, these Bloods were a bit jerky.

After those blood clans were stunned for a moment, they quickly chased after Zhang Fan one by one.

But after they chased for more than 200 meters, they found that their speed was not as good as Zhang Fan, and they were gradually distanced by Zhang Fan.

After chasing for more than ten kilometers, the distance between them and Zhang Fan had reached about two kilometers.

This made the Bloods both surprised and annoyed.

They are a noble blood clan, and they can't fly a lowly human being?

At the same time, Ling Xiao also looked at Zhang Fan in surprise: "You...... You've become a Bloodline? ”

Thinking of the blood marks that were visible in the bones of Xu An's claws that grabbed Zhang Fan's back before, Ling Xiao felt that Zhang Fan must have become a blood clan.

Zhang Fan shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be." ”

If he turns into a Bloodline, he should have fangs and claws.

But now it's just the wings of the Blood.

However, Zhang Fan couldn't figure out why he gave birth to wings.

Maybe it's caused by devouring the blood core of the Bloodclan before.

But ready-made is not the time to get caught up in these, so let's get out first.

However, the development of things is often not subject to human will.

It didn't take long for Zhang Fan to find that the earl flapped his wings again and silently stopped in front of him at some point.

He flew faster than the viscounts, but not as fast as the earls.

"Grass!"

Zhang Fan cursed, turned his head and flew to the other side.

But the Count only flapped his wings, and then appeared on the other side.

On his face, there was an expression of interest: "It's not a blood clan, but it has the wings of a blood clan, which is very valuable for research." ”

"Study your sister!"

Zhang Fan cursed, grabbed Ling Xiao's shoulder with one hand, turned around and flew to the right again.

But the earl stopped in front of Zhang Fan again.

After such a delay, the other blood clans had already flown over one after another, forming an encirclement and surrounding Zhang Fan.

Ling Xiao became nervous again, holding Zhang Fan's body with both hands, for fear of falling.

Zhang Fan's face is still Gujing Bubo.

But his heart was full of killing intent.

These bloodlines are really tough.

If not, you can only fight to the death.

Just when such a thought rose in his heart, he only felt that all the energy in his body seemed to be surging to his back.

It is then infused into his wings from his back.

His wings suddenly glowed with a blood-red glow.

Ling Xiao looked at Zhang Fan in surprise and said, "This is ......"

Zhang Fan glanced left and right at his flapping wings, and suddenly remembered the warrior he saw when he just came to the wild area.

The genetic martial arts condensed by that martial artist at that time shimmered.

"Gene Mart!"

Zhang Fan's heart couldn't help beating wildly!

(End of chapter)