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At this time, most of the vampires in the dance hall had escaped, leaving only dozens of vampires with slightly higher combat power fighting against the blade, or... to die.

"Garlic sperm was added to the plasma."

Murong Xiao glanced at Youzai's blood-dripping sprinklers, then swept his eyes over the vampires who had greatly reduced their strength, and finally stayed on the man dressed like a blade warrior.

"No.: 8978, Ability: Master-level gun control; Bloodline: Sunwalker; Status: Armed; Comprehensive Combat Power: 18."

This is a young man from the East. He is extremely fast and has a magical marksmanship. His aura is weaker than the blade, but it is limited in weakness. It is easy to kill these vampires.

"Bred, go find Fies and leave it here to me!"

The invitee shouted and shot Quinn in the knee.

Brad, the Blade, nodded coldly and chased the exit quickly.

The invited person's combat power was close to 15 at this time, which means that he did not open the soul bondage.

At this time, three vampires holding submachine guns rushed in from the entrance and shot at the invitee together.

Quinn, who had been tortured by him, took advantage of his escape and rolled and crawled towards the entrance of the dance hall.

"Don't run away from the dream power!"

The man in the windbreaker rolled and shot continuously, and the three gun-carrying vampires were hit on the head and turned into flying ashes.

"Hey, baby, don't run!"

The man in the windbreaker laughed and raised his gun to aim at Quinn's head.

"Bang!"

Kunn's speed remained unchanged and soon disappeared at the corner of the meat warehouse.

It was not that the man in the windbreaker had misfired. The man in the windbreaker fired the shot. After feeling the murderous intent, he jumped away immediately. The bullet just opened a hole in the wall.

The man in the windbreaker instinctively shot Murong Xiao at the moment of running away.

The fireworks sprayed from the powerful submachine gun lasted less than two seconds and the magazine was knocked out.

A series of bullets swept the bench so that the wood chips were rubbed on the corner of Murong Xiao's clothes.

"Yoha! There is also a big fish."

The man in the windbreaker grinned at Murong Xiao not far away, threw the submachine gun with empty magazines aside, pulled out the Tang sword on his back, and said, "Come on duel!"

"Is this guy okay with his brain? But it's just right for trying out his skilled swordsmanship."

Murong Xiao held the sword in one hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at the man in the windbreaker's eyebrows from afar.

"bring it on!"

The man in the windbreaker held the hilt of the sword in both hands and posed in a very classic Japanese kendo starting style.

The man in the windbreaker stared at Murong Xiao, slowly moving his steps, looking for the flaws on Murong Xiao.

Murong Xiao's movements were relatively casual, and even his whole body was relaxed. He had many flaws, which made the man in the windbreaker feel like he was unable to start.

"Did this guy strengthen the Dugu Nine Swords?"

The man in the windbreaker muttered, and his legs slammed on the ground. The reaction force generated by the powerful force pushed his body towards Murong Xiao. The Tang sword in his hand cut a half circle and slashed straight towards Murong Xiao's neck.

This slashing speed is extremely fast, causing roars in the air.

"What a fast speed!"

Murong Xiao's eyes narrowed, and with his dynamic vision, he could only capture blurry images.

Naturally, the sword in Murong Xiao's hand was horizontally placed beside him, and at the same time, he used his primary light skills, and his body floated back half a step like a catkin.

"bite!"

The huge force almost knocked away the sword in Murong Xiao's hand. The sharp edge of the Tang sword brushed across his cheeks, and a three-centimeter blood mark oozed out some blood.

“Delicious blood…”

The man in the windbreaker did not rush to chase him, but stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on the blade, revealing an intoxicated expression.

"How could your blood be so delicious?"

Although the man in the windbreaker strengthens his bloodline with the same blade, he is not a blade and does not restrain his bloodsucking**.

"I don't think you taste bad either."

Murong Xiao's pupils suddenly contracted and then expanded, and they started beating like a heart, looking extremely strange.

The man in the windbreaker suddenly changed his expression. He felt that Murong Xiao's breath became extremely dangerous in an instant, and he reached out to his waist with a conditioned reflex.

"Don't you think it's a bit too late to pull the gun now."

The man in the windbreaker felt a lighter on his hand, and the pistol he had just pulled out disappeared from Murong Xiao's hand. At the same time, a blood mark appeared on his face.

"Grass, damn it, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!"

The man in the windbreaker didn't talk nonsense, and just ran away without even saying a word of harsh words.

How could Murong Xiao let him do what he wants? His internal strength is running rapidly in his meridians. His primary light skills exerted his speed to the extreme. He left a faint afterimage on the spot and instantly appeared in front of the man in the windbreaker.

"Your duel is not finished yet."

Murong Xiao swept the tears in his hand, and the speed was as fast as lightning. The man in the windbreaker had no time to turn his head, and the tip of the sword wiped his scalp and cut off a piece of hair.

The man in the windbreaker gasped and hurriedly raised his sword to return to his defense.

Murong Xiao moved his body, and the tears sword in his hand turned into a traceless training, pointing toward the man in the windbreaker's eyebrows.

"bite!"

The two weapons burst into fierce sparks in the air. The man in the windbreaker was shocked by the huge force after Murong Xiao opened his soul to bind him. The tiger's mouth burst, and the Tang sword almost broke out.

Murong Xiao strode forward, the tears sword was close to the blade, and his wrist turned, bringing out a huge rotation force. The man in the windbreaker's arm couldn't help but move and lifted up high.

Murong Xiao leaned forward, raised the tip of the sword, and the man in the windbreaker's wrist was pierced in one fell swoop, and the Tang sword fell to the ground.

Murong Xiao tucked it with the flow, and the man in the windbreaker's palm fell with a stream of blood.

"ah!"

The man in the windbreaker screamed, and cold sweat as big as beans on his forehead burst out, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Murong Xiao gently pulled out a sword flower, threw away the blood on the sword, and put it in his arms.

He kicked the man in the windbreaker in the stomach, and the huge force made his body fly back, throwing a blood-red parabola and kissing the wall heavily.

"Ahem..."

The man in the windbreaker slowly slipped to the ground, coughing out a mouthful of blood, and moaning weakly.

Murong Xiao grabbed his collar, lifted it up, and pressed it against the wall.

He punched the man in the windbreaker's face. The man in the windbreaker felt that he had arrived at the noisy concert hall, and all kinds of sounds kept ringing. He understood that the power of the punch had shaken his brain and had hallucinations.

"Go to die..."

The man in the windbreaker smiled sarcastically. A pocket pistol appeared in his intact left hand. Although the muzzle was small, the flames sprayed out were quite large. The hot bullets drilled into Murong Xiao's eyebrows with kinetic energy exceeding the speed of sound.

The incident happened suddenly, and Murong Xiao could guarantee that there was no gun hidden on the man in the windbreaker!

In desperation, Murong Xiao had no time to avoid the vital points between his eyebrows, and the bullet hit his right forehead, opening up a blood hole of one centimeter in diameter.

"ah!!"

The severe pain on the head was no less than the sequelae of the first time after opening the soul bondage. Even with Murong Xiao's steel-like will, he couldn't help but howl in pain, and the vampire fangs grew in his mouth for the first time.

The intense pain seemed to break a certain existence in Murong Xiao's body. He suddenly pulled open the head of the man in the windbreaker and bit his carotid artery hard.

The warm blood contained a special energy, which resonated with Murong Xiao's body, and increased his recovery speed several times!

"Dingdang!"

The bullet landed and made a crisp sound. The blood hole on Murong Xiao's forehead quickly closed, and in the end there was no scar left.

"Oh! Damn it! Let him go!"

At this time, the fruitless blade of the sword that went out to pursue Fis had already rushed back. Seeing the tragic situation of the windbreaker, he immediately pulled out two submachine guns, but did not fire immediately, for fear that the bullet would accidentally kill the dying windbreaker.

"Bred?"

Murong Xiao turned his head, a trace of scarlet blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, and quietly took off the bracelet on the man's left wrist of the windbreaker.

"Shet! Damn vampire!"

The blade was wearing sunglasses, covering his eyes, but Murong Xiao thought that he wouldn't be happy.
Chapter completed!