vampire king

(PS: It's almost 12 o'clock now, and it was supposed to be coded at nine o'clock, but when it was halfway through the code, I was dragged out by my classmates for supper before I came back, and then the remaining half chapter code It's over, it's late, I'm going to sleep, this is the fourth update of today, [-] words, the promise is finally not missed, this is the second day, continue tomorrow, everyone applauds...)

Those hairs directly passed through the area covered by his own blood flying blades. After shaking those cold blades away, they shot over like lightning. The feeling of a god blocking and killing a god.

"Shua,,,", but, it is obvious that there is no time for Zhang Xiaofeng to sigh now, if he does not dodge, maybe in the next second, tens of thousands of holes will appear on his body.

"Swish,,,," Zhang Xiaofeng's paws were wearing blood souls, and he kept attacking that hair, but the hardness of this hair was beyond Zhang Xiaofeng's imagination.

"Blood Magic Ball," "Blood Flying Blade," "Wing Slash"...

One by one, the magic attacks passed, but they were all pierced ruthlessly by the white hair, and dissipated into little fragments into the air, and the situation of the undead warrior over there was not optimistic. Obviously, after reaching the eighth level The old sect master in the later period, his attack power has already exceeded imagination, just a head of hair can drive Zhang Xiaofeng and Undead Zhankuang into a panic.

"Jiuyou Demon Flame,,,", finally, Undead Zhan Kuang was angry, who is he, he is an eighth-level powerhouse who resounds in the cultivation world, but today, he was forced to this level by the opponent's hair, unforgivable.

Angry, Immortal Zhan Kuang became angry, he, who is invincible in the world, is now forced to be like this compared to other people's hair, this is simply an absolute shame, he flipped his hand, and a gray flame appeared in his hand Yes, jumping non-stop, the gray flame exudes a chilling feeling.

"Shua,,," seeing the gray flames in Undead Zhankuang's hand, the old sect master's eyes froze, and he quickly put back his hair, even the hair that was attacking Zhang Xiaofeng over there was also put back. And at this time, slowly, those cultivators who were originally at Xuantianmen also rushed over, and one by one the cultivators arrived one after another.

"Kill,,," Xuanzong over there yelled angrily, and then rushed towards Zhang Xiaofeng. For Xuanzong, Zhang Xiaofeng was the one he wanted to kill the most now.

"Sanwei Zhenhuo,," seeing Zhang Xiaofeng's identity as a vampire, Xuanzong, a cultivator at the Dacheng stage, of course knew what to greet. He used the Sanwei Zhenhuo that restrains evil things. The pure blue flame is really Sanwei The level of real fire has reached a very high level of performance.

"Scarlet magic ball,,,", looking at Xuanzong who was attacking him over there, Zhang Xiaofeng didn't dare to be careless. After all, the opponent was also a late-stage seventh-level powerhouse, and his Xuantian sword was stronger than his own magic ball. The beetle is not much different. Although he has the power of the middle stage of the prince level, but it is not his own power that cannot be perfectly controlled.

"Bang,,,", the bloody magic ball collided with the Sanwei real fire, and a strong explosion erupted. However, Zhang Xiaofeng's reaction speed was not slow. Before the opponent's second move was used, Zhang Xiaofeng fell in the air With a twist, a burst of blood-red light flashed on the two bat wings, and then, like two machetes, they slashed towards each other fiercely. It was the trick that the earl-level vampires could comprehend: wing chopping.

It has to be said that this is the strength of the blood race, speed, terrifying speed, others can only make two moves, they have already made more than three moves, before Xuanzong recovered from the explosion, Zhang Xiaofeng's The second move has already begun.

"Sword Qi for body protection,,,", looking at the two bat wings that were slashed off like a machete, Xuanzong's face changed, and he shouted loudly, followed by a sharp sword air It erupted from his body, forming a round cover to wrap him tightly inside, it was full of extremely powerful sword energy...

"Bang,,,", the wing cut, slashed fiercely on the protective sword energy, and immediately, the blood energy covered on the bat wings and Xuanzong's protective sword energy splashed everywhere.

Following the shock force, Xuanzong quickly backed away, and at the same time, he took out a small wine bottle, squeezed the magic formula in his hand, and immediately the small wine bottle turned into a half-empty and half-solid shadow to firmly cover him inside.

"Scarlet magic ball,,,", just as the opponent retreated, Zhang Xiaofeng's bat wings trembled, and he chased after him like lightning. The bloody magic ball in his hand turned black due to the high concentration of compression. A black magic ball the size of a leather ball, Zhang Xiaofeng chased after the opponent like lightning, and the black magic ball ruthlessly imprinted on it.

"Bang,,,", at this moment, Xuanzong's small wine bottle had appeared, and the bloody magic ball bombarded the half-empty and half-solid mask, but the mask recovered after just shaking it.

"Shua,,," Zhang Xiaofeng retreated like lightning after missing a hit. Although his speed was faster than the opponent's, the opponent's attack power was stronger than his own.

"Controlling Lightning Technique,,,", just as Zhang Xiaofeng was backing away, Xuanzong made a move. He squeezed out a formula in his hand and pointed at the sky. Suddenly, a thunderbolt full of upright aura shot towards Zhang Xiaofeng. He slammed over fiercely, and Zhang Xiaofeng felt disgusted by the strong righteousness contained in the thunder and lightning. The thunder and lightning just had a restraining effect on himself as a vampire.

"Shua," although the speed of the thunder and lightning was fast, Zhang Xiaofeng's speed was not slow. Although he was startled by the terrifying thunder and lightning, he avoided it within a hair's breadth. The thunder and lightning made Zhang Xiaofeng terrified. Even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured by the lightning from the late seventh-level powerhouse.

"Ah,,,", at this moment, the undead Zhankuang next to him screamed in pain, and saw that his left shoulder was pierced by a sharp and upright sword energy from the old sect master, and blood gushed out like money .

"I can't, I have to run away now," Zhang Xiaofeng murmured to himself when he saw the miserable appearance of the undead warrior over there.

"Dafa of Heavenly Demon Disintegration,,,", I was injured, and the undead warrior also knew that he would not be the opponent's opponent now, so he used the taboo trick very simply, and erupted with terrifying power.

"Boom, boom, boom," the two late-level eighth-level powerhouses attacked frantically and desperately. The burst of energy seemed to shatter the entire world. Those cultivators watching the battle Those who couldn't help but retreated tens of meters under the two terrifying efforts.

The power at the end of the eighth level is already the ultimate power that this space can accommodate. If you go up, you must be forced to ascend. In fact, when the seventh-level strong enters the eighth level, they are eligible to ascend However, some people choose to stay. This is also the thinking of a large number of people. If they ascended at the eighth level, they can only go to the fairy world or the demon world, and they can only be the lowest level of immortals. However, at the ninth level If time flies, he can become a stronger existence.

In the world of comprehension, they are high-ranking figures, but they go to the two worlds of immortals and demons to be low-level figures. Few people can bear it. Therefore, many people are willing to stay in the human world at the eighth level and enjoy their high status. .

"Xuanji Sword Art,,,", just as Zhang Xiaofeng turned his head to look at Undead Zhankuang, Xuanzong's murderous voice suddenly sounded.

"Not good,,," without turning his head to look, Zhang Xiaofeng just moved back quickly with his wings shaking, but it was too late. Although Zhang Xiaofeng cast the blood crystal shield while retreating, it was obvious that he cast it in a hurry. It is impossible for the blood crystal shield that comes out to completely block the opponent's full blow.

Zhang Xiaofeng only felt a pain in his shoulder, and a flying sword pierced his shoulder, and quickly drew it back, and then slashed towards his neck.

"Damn,,,", looking at the flying sword that wiped towards his neck like lightning, Zhang Xiaofeng cursed secretly in horror. For the first time, Zhang Xiaofeng felt that death was so close to him.

"Canyue...", Zhang Xiaofeng roared in his heart, controlled the Gouyue on his neck to fly out, and ruthlessly met the flying sword...

The crescent-shaped pendant turned into a half-meter-diameter crescent-shaped magic weapon like lightning, and moved towards the flying sword...

"Dang,,," Gou Yue collided with Feijian, and then, Feijian and Gouyue separated again, and flew towards Xuanzong and Zhang Xiaofeng respectively, but Gouyue was controlled by Zhang Xiaofeng He flew back, and the flying sword was bounced back by Gouyue's attack, and it was obvious that the light on the flying sword had dimmed, and half of the sword fell down.

When the flying sword broke, Xuanzong's mind was shocked, as if his head had been knocked violently, his own flying sword was cut off, and he was also injured when his mind was connected.

"What, you can actually cut off my flying sword," Xuanzong thought in shock as he looked at the half of the sword that flew back, and similarly, the rest of the cultivators who watched the battle all exclaimed, The late seventh-level powerhouse, the master of one of the seven major sects of cultivation, Xuanzong's flying sword, was actually cut off by others.

That Gouyue retreated and danced gently around Zhang Xiaofeng, and Zhang Xiaofeng also looked at his Gouyue in shock. He just knew it was very hard, but he didn't expect to be able to cut off the opponent's flying sword. Sure enough, even if the flying sword is not Xuanzong's strongest Xuantian sword, the flying sword that you can make the master of one of the seven sects of self-cultivation look at is also ordinary.

"That's..." At this time, Qing Mengyao, the chief disciple of the Yuezong who was watching the battle from a distance, looked at Gouyue who kept surrounding Zhang Xiaofeng, but exclaimed in shock, "The top ten artifacts! One, the moon crystal wheel,,,",