The distance between the two sides narrowed in an instant, and Qianye suddenly bounced up from the ground like a cheetah, slipped and jumped, and rushed directly into the arms of a third-level blood clan, smashing the opponent in the face with a punch!

With this punch, the Blood Clan's face bones immediately recessed, and then under the drive of the head that was hit by the huge force, his body floated forward, and then flew out to the back side together.

There was a thud, and the ground under his feet suddenly sank, and Qianye shot out like a cannonball, facing another fifth-level blood clan guard leader, ignoring the stabbing short knife, and slamming another punch into his face!

The short knife was sent into Qianye's chest, but it was like a pile of heavy leather stabbing through it, and it entered very slowly, and at the end it was stuck between the ribs. The leader of the guards was not slow to react, raising his left arm, barely blocking Qianye's punch, but the whole person was smashed backwards by the sharp fist wind, and the arm bones squeaked and moaned.

After being promoted to the fourth level, Qianye, who has been strengthened by both the Force and the blood clan's physique, is now extremely strong and can already overwhelm ordinary sixth-level soldiers and fifth-level warriors of the blood clan.

Qianye grabbed the hand of the leader of the guards holding the knife and prevented him from escaping, and at the same time, his right fist and elbow smashed his head like a storm, and each blow was as heavy as a giant hammer, like a big axe opening a mountain!

Qianye smashed the leader's arm with two fists, smashed the blood power of his body with one elbow, and then moved sideways, using himself as a soldier, and leaned heavily on the leader of the blood clan guards!

With a thunderous explosion, the leader of the guards flew upside down, his body twisting into strange shapes. Just now, Qianye used great strength to rely on it, supplemented by the Force, and the dark energy was as heavy as a mountain, and it had already shattered all the bones of his body!

There was a soft thud, and another short knife was plunged into Qianye's back. The dagger sliced through the armor and stabbed into the muscles with difficulty, barely touching the bones at the end.

As if he didn't feel a sharp blade in his flesh and blood, Qianye grabbed the neck of the Blood Clan warrior with his backhand, tightened his five fingers, and wrung off his neck bone at once. Under the strong constitution of the blood clan, this kind of injury may not necessarily die, but at least it will lose its combat effectiveness.

Qianye waved his hand to block the short knife of another Blood, and another punch hit the jaw, and the warrior fell backwards with a scalp-tinging bone crack.

A thousand nights are like a male lion, walking among the wolves. His punches were as swift as lightning and as heavy as a mountain, and no one in this group of Blood Clan warriors could take his blow head-on!

In the blink of an eye, there was no enemy to be found around Qianye, only the wreckage of the carriage not far away, and the Blood Sir was struggling to get up. But he staggered, and even stood a little unsteadily, and looked at his wounds with horror on his face. The bloody half of the body was not a fatal injury, but the black blood gushing out of the wound was full of rancid death.

Blood Sir was furious, desperately mobilizing the power of blood, and finally suppressed and eliminated the special blood qi that seemed to be poisonous but not poisonous in his body. But his injuries were more than twice as heavy, and most of his blood and qi were consumed, and he suddenly became sluggish.

Thousand Nights strode over and grabbed at Sir with one hand. Blood Sir waved angrily at him, and the two grabbed their palms together and began to wrestle. The ground under the feet of both sides suddenly made a muffled sound, and a shallow pit of several meters appeared!

At this moment, the strength of the two sides was equal, and they could not hold each other for a while, but the injured left arm of the Blood Sir became weaker and weaker, and soon there was a sign of exhaustion. He suddenly let out a beastly roar, blood surging in his eyes, and a red light shot out in the dark night, and two long blood-sucking fangs stretched out from the corners of his lips, biting down fiercely at Qianye!

Thousand Nights didn't retreat at all, but tilted his head, letting Blood Sir's fangs bite off his shoulders. With the vampire fangs entering his body, Qianye clearly felt two wisps of black blood poison begin to seep into his blood, but his dark blood immediately reacted strongly.

The purple blood qi almost shot out from the ability runes, and it swooped straight at the two invading blood poisons, swallowing them all with one look. Not only that, it writhed, and immediately separated a wisp of purple qi as thin as a gossamer, traced back along the path of the blood poison invasion, and finally burrowed into the blood-sucking fangs and pounced into the body of the blood knight.

Blood Sir suddenly widened his eyes, revealing a look of extreme horror, desperately trying to push away the thousand nights. He couldn't utter any meaningful syllables, just ho-ho in his throat.

Of course, Qianye won't let it go, he still keeps wrestling with Blood Sir and begins to slowly gain an advantage. However, when the purple blood qi flowed upstream, a burst of red mist rose in his eyes, as if he was being pulled, and he suddenly bit on the side of the blood sir's neck!

The Force-filled blood poured in like a tidal wave, and Qianye instinctively swallowed it, each bite stirring the blood in his body to boil and cheer. This is the blood of an eighth-level blood clan, and the power of blood is far richer than that of Thousand Nights, and the dark force contained in each mouthful of blood is equivalent to all the current Force of Thousand Nights.

But just after swallowing two or three sips, Qianye drank a mouthful of foul-smelling rotten blood. He almost vomited, squirting out all the rotten blood in one gulp, and then pushed away the blood jazz who had no strength.

This high-ranking blood clan described it as withered, as if he had aged for decades in a short period of time, and he had completely lost his life at this time. The power of blood on a rank 8 knight was originally far more than that, but he first fell victim to the blood poison contained in the Force bullet in Qianye, and the purification of the toxin alone consumed nearly half of his blood qi, and then directly sucked a mouthful of blood mixed with purple blood qi, and as a result, most of the blood was corrupted and necrotic in the blink of an eye.

Qianye realized that his current blood was highly poisonous to vampires, and he couldn't help but start to wonder about the origin of the purple blood, maybe when the golden blood broke out of the cocoon, it would bring him a bigger surprise.

Thousand Nights quickly circled the battlefield and sent all the Blood warriors who still had one breath left to hell. Now there are only a few ordinary blood clans left in this clan castle.

He picked up a long sword, wiped out the breath of the Blood, took out the leather bag, poured silver liquid on the blade, and then walked to the two bronze but already undefended gates in front of him.

A red smog suddenly rose from the top of the castle, soared into the air, and then exploded. As soon as Qianye's ears moved, he had already captured a sharp sound that was inaudible to the human ear. This is a warning signal, and it won't be long before the Bloodline's patrol hears the news.

Thousand Nights is not afraid of patrols. He strode into the castle and saw the remnants of the clan gathered in the hall, watching him silently.

In the center of the couch sat a Bloodline older than Sir Blood, several other old people stood behind the couch, and several small children gathered under the old man's knees.

If you didn't know that Lu Dao was a blood stronghold, and the eyes of these people were not bright red and bloody, they would have thought that they had walked into the living room of a human noble.

The hall was silent, and the silver dripping from the blade of the sword seemed to tick on everyone's heart.

Qianye slowly walked towards the old man in the middle, the old man's face was like dead wood, he looked at Qianye expressionlessly, and then said slowly: "Human, you are very bold. ”

Qianye smiled faintly, not interested in conversation, but raised the blade of the sword and pointed it at the old man's throat.

"Grandpa, is this today's dinner?

A little girl's voice came from the side, and then Chiya felt a pain in her leg. He looked down and saw a little girl of the Blood Clan, who was only four or five years old, biting his thigh, two small blood-sucking fangs more than half piercing into the flesh. Through the translucent tusks that were as shiny as ivory, two thin lines of blood could be seen rolling into her mouth.

The old man's face showed happiness, and he said with a cruel smile: "You are finished, human! Even if you kill us, you will not be able to escape the fate of becoming blood slaves!"

Qianye just looked down at the little girl of the Blood Clan, and said lightly, "Yes, this little guy is a pure-blood, and his hidden talent is also quite good." When I grow up in the future, maybe I'll be a knight again. It's a pity little guy, don't rush, slow down, don't spoil your stomach. ”

When Qianye's blood flowed out, the purple blood qi in his body suddenly awakened again, jumped out of the ability rune, and sent a wisp of purple qi to the little girl in the same way.

The little girl sucked and sucked, suddenly dumbfounded, ahhh From her mouth, a stream of purple-black blood flowed.

As if he had seen the most terrifying scene in the world, the old man stood up and shouted, "Holy Blood!

"Is this Holy Blood?" Qianye smiled inappropriately, his tone not knowing whether it was a statement or a question, and said softly, "But I think I'm still a human ......" said as the blade of the sword in his hand shook and stabbed straight into the heart of the old blood clan.

The blade of the sword stained with silver liquid in Qianye's hand continued to fly, gently breaking the hearts of the blood clan that were either about to fail, or newborn and immature. After a brief scream, the hall fell silent again.

Qianye carried a long sword and walked quickly up and down the castle. When she walked into the upstairs showroom, she saw many oil paintings, as well as a pair of short guns embedded in the wall.

It's a pair of Bloodline-style Force guns, with golden handles shiny, obviously old. To be treasured by a clan in the most conspicuous place in the showroom must have an extraordinary meaning and value for the short gun.

The rest of the paintings and furnishings were very valuable luxuries in the human realm, but Qianye didn't have time to move so many things, so he only took off the pair of Force guns, which were obviously antiques, and took a bag of crystal coins on the large desk, and left the castle.

Stepping into the atrium, the gate was just a stone's throw away, and Qianye hesitated for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the manor behind.

The unusual movement in the castle has alarmed the humans here. They walked out of the house and stood at the gate of the manor, looking out over the castle. Many people were completely dazed and numb on their faces, and there was an invisible red line at the gate of the manor, and no one crossed the line.

In Qianye's eyes, none of these people were blood slaves contaminated by black blood, but there were dozens of people whose faces were too pale and looked a little weak, and it seemed that they had just been bloodied recently.

For the Bloodline, it was a pleasure to draw the warm blood directly from the living, and it was more flavorful than drinking the slightly cool blood in a cup, an ability given to them by the ancestors. But humans who have been sucked in blood will soon become blood slaves, and after using them once or twice, they can no longer be used. Regular bloodletting can be used for a long time, just like a cow in captivity.

Qianye said: "I am from the Great Qin Empire, if anyone wants to go back with me, stand up!"

These raised humans, you look at me, I look at you, some of them showed hesitant expressions, but most of them stood numbly.