Vargel's right hand suddenly grabbed it, and in Allen's gaze, his movements were extremely fast, but after Allen absorbed the blood of the huge creature, his strength was further improved, and his physical fitness was also improved. His gaze could already keep up with the speed of the other party.

I saw that Vargel's right hand swelled suddenly, the slightly pale skin was exposed, and the nails on the five fingers actually stretched out on their own, forming sharp hooks.

Now that he has seen the flaw, Alan is no longer hiding, he shows his figure, his left hand is wrapped in a pitch-black claw blade, and he rushes forward.

The palms of the two men met, and a wave of qi visible to the naked eye spread rapidly, Allen's shabby clothes blew hunting, and Vargel's silver hair was blown almost straight. There was a look of shock in both of their eyes, and both of them staggered back a few steps before they steadied themselves.

"I can't imagine that the lowly undead actually have a young generation of masters like you, it's really impressive!" Vargel didn't know whether it was praise or sarcasm, he rushed forward again with an expressionless face, and this time Alan clearly saw a layer of shiny ice shards condensed on the skin of his right hand!

Allen's gaze was solemn, and he reached out his left hand again, and at the same time, the shadow in his right hand slashed out from the bottom up.

"Zheng!"

With a crisp sound, Allen's left hand collided with Vargel, and the Shadow cut into the opponent's wrist without any mistake. But to Allen's surprise, a fierce cold air actually penetrated directly into Allen's arm through the black claw blade, and the Shadow Battle found nothing on the opponent's wrist except for a crisp sound.

Alan didn't hesitate to break free of Vargel's entanglement, and his figure floated away. His left hand hung down, and in the blink of an eye, the surface of his skin was covered with a thick layer of frost, and even when he came to move, he was a little sluggish. And the pitch-black dreamlike blade of the Flowing Shadow was also covered with a layer of ice, adding a sense of substance but losing the original illusory feeling.

"So that's why you must get the Tyrannosaurus Snow Eagle!" Alan finally understood why this guy was so eager to get the Tyrannosaurus Snow Hawk. As a mutated creature that can control ice, Vargel can perfect his ability to ice by studying the genes of the Tyrannosaurus Snow Hawk. And listening to his tone, the Tyrannosaurus Snow Eagle is still the most important link.

"Since you know, obediently drain your own blood and let me extract the genes of the Tyrannosaurus Snow Eagle." Vargel didn't pursue, he stood with his hands in his hands, his blue eyes jumping with excitement, "I thought I was going to return empty-handed, but I didn't expect to be able to meet an undead master like you." Hey, come on, let me see what you're capable of. ”

After Vargel finished speaking, he took a step forward again, and Alan didn't see any movement from the other party, but actually stepped in front of him, and the big hand wrapped in ice chips went straight to the top of Allen's head.

The pitch-black flames burst into flames, and Allen grabbed the boiling hammer with both hands and smashed it against Vargel's big hand. This time the momentum was strong, and the black flames blew Vargel's silver hair up before it got close, Alan suddenly let out a low cry, and the pitch-black lines suddenly spread all over his body, his strength increased sharply, and the next moment the hammer head smashed firmly on Vargel's hands.

Allen's sudden burst of power was something that even Vargel hadn't expected, and at first his face was as usual with a slight smile. But the moment he touched the hammer, his face completely changed, and before he could even use all his strength, Allen smashed his arm into Vargel's chest with a hammer. The huge force smashed the opponent's body upside down and flew out, slammed it on the ground, ploughed out a deep ravine, and the ice on the ground was smashed apart, forming sharp spikes. And Vargel's chest was still burning with black flames.

Alan didn't give the other party a chance to breathe, and used the Boiling Hammer to achieve a short increase in power, and Alan had to maximize his attack before this energy disappeared, so he jumped to his feet, raised his war hammer high above his head, and smashed it down on Vargel's head. The flames on the hammer broke through the ice protection on the surface of Vargel's body, and a muffled sound was heard, and scarlet blood bloomed under the hammer, shooting out blood flowers......

Alan gasped for breath and slowly put away the hammer. The ferocious attack just now almost exhausted the power of the virus that Allen had managed to recover, and now all he needed was rest.

Vargel lay quietly under the ice, his face blurred with smashed flesh and blood, and the ice chips on the surface of his body had all receded, revealing his original skin color.

Alan didn't let his guard down, and his instincts told him that this Vargel would never be killed so easily. Alan slowly retreated and opened a certain distance from the place, and then waited for the battle.

Sure enough, within a moment, Vargel's "corpse" staggered to its feet, and the bloody face began to heal rapidly, and in just a few seconds, Vargel returned to its original appearance. He gently stroked his silver hair, and then looked at Alan with a solemn face: "You are very good, it has been difficult to find a miscellaneous soldier who can hurt me recently." In return, I will slowly and little by little drain every drop of blood in your body. ”

At this point, a hideous look appeared on Vargel's face, and he suddenly tore his shirt apart, revealing his angular upper body. Vargel suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, and Alan could clearly see a crack centered on the chest of the El base, and began to spread in all directions, like broken porcelain.

Alan clenched the hammer, he didn't know what Vargel was brewing, but he didn't want to wait, because in his infected sight, Vargel's body began to release pitch-black energy, which was different from the energy of zombies and vampires!

Alan jumped high again with the hammer, mustered up enough strength to smash Vargel's head, but the hammer head of the warhammer was suddenly fixed in mid-air, and in Allen's shocked gaze, a furry claw grabbed the hammer head, and the irresistible force transmitted from the warhammer caused Allen's offensive to completely collapse.

"It's game over!" Vargel showed his sharp fangs and said coldly!