Supreme soldier king

Yang Hao didn't retreat, he rushed up to meet the old man of the blood race, the inner energy in his body flowed rapidly in his body, and the sense of control over the powerful force filled his body, which Yang Hao obviously couldn't feel before.

"boom"!

Yang Hao's fist collided with the old man's fist, and Yang Hao felt a powerful force coming from the opponent's fist.

It seems that it is not a fist of flesh and blood, but a hammer made of fine steel!

Yang Hao's body flew back directly, crushing a large piece of reeds!

Yang Hao was horrified, this bloody old man is so powerful!

I have basically used my full strength with this punch, even if there is a huge boulder in front of me, it will be smashed into pieces by my punch, but the opponent's hand is indeed intact!

Yang Hao was shocked, and the old man was equally shocked. The young man in front of him should be less than 30 years old, but his internal energy is already so strong!

Although the old man has not had much contact with the practitioners of the Yan Kingdom, he also knows that it is not easy to practice inner energy. No matter what, you have to be thirty or forty years old to achieve success. If you want to achieve great success, you usually have to be over fifty years old. The young man in front of him is young. Qing was able to block his own blow without being injured, which fully demonstrated the strength of the opponent!

He is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years. Although he hides in the dark underground most of the time, the passage of time has made him very powerful. This is the characteristic of the blood race!

Strength depends on blood, talent, and time. Among the three, blood is the most influential, followed by time, and talent is the last. Blood is like a gene, which defines where your starting point and limit are. The longer the time, the greater the distance. The closer you are, the talent is to let you go to the limit faster.

Even if the hundred-year-old monster didn't use all its strength for this attack, the power was astonishing, but the other party took it, which made the bloody light in the old man's eyes brighter, and he wanted to kill this young man even more. Then suck his blood dry, um, you can also transform him into a vampire, a practitioner vampire, even if you act as a thug for yourself, it is not bad.

The old man rushed up again, just as Yang Hao fell, he happened to fall on a pile of pebbles, grabbed the pebbles casually, poured his inner energy, and kept hitting the old man.

The old man waved his hands like phantoms, and the pebbles that were like cannonballs were crushed or cut into small pieces under his fists and sharp claws, and scattered all over the ground.

Although the old man was not harmed, the dense rain of stones still blocked his progress. Xi Feifei rushed out, looked around and ran towards the car parked in the distance.

Seeing that Xi Feifei was running away, the blood old man immediately gave a low cry, folded his body, and chased after Xi Feifei, but he could smell it, this is a virgin, he will not let such pure and sweet blood go, it will have a great impact on his injury It has a very good recovery effect. He must recover from his injuries as soon as possible, otherwise he will be in trouble if he is caught up by those annoying guys next time.

As soon as his body rushed out, Yang Hao rushed over like a fierce tiger, bumped into him, and blocked his way.

The blood clan old man snorted coldly, stretched out his finger, and a bloody light flew out from his fingertips, and caught up with Xi Feifei in an instant. The bloody light instantly turned into a bloody mist, covering Xi Feifei in it.

Yang Hao was shocked when he saw the bloody light, but he didn't have time to catch up with the bloody light. He waited until the bloody light exploded and turned into mist, and the panic in Yang Hao's heart was slightly reduced.

He knows the secret skill of the blood race, the blood mist swamp, which can make people covered in blood mist feel like they are in a swamp, and it is difficult to break free. Only when the strength exceeds that of the caster can they escape easily.

Xi Feifei was just an ordinary person. She was covered by a vampire swamp cast by a vampire who was hundreds of years old.

Seeing that Xi Feifei was trapped, Yang Hao knew that unless he repelled or killed this bloody old guy, there was no way to take Xi Feifei away safely!

Yang Hao's inner energy was rushing wildly, his fists were like thunder, and they were constantly blasting out. Each punch carried astonishing power. Although the old man had just quickly captured Yang Hao, he couldn't fully use it because of his physical injuries. His strength couldn't overwhelm Yang Hao for a while.

The two figures separated, and Yang Hao's blood-drenched clothes were split in many places like a knife cut, and some of the clothes were even bloody red, and the blood-blooded old man also received two punches from Yang Hao.

These two punches made the old man angry, and the red light in his eyes became brighter, revealing a strong murderous intent.

Although he wanted to kill Yang Hao to suck his blood just now, but just now he just regarded Yang Hao as food, just like human beings who want to slaughter chickens that eat meat, they don’t have any emotions, but now this chicken suddenly went crazy, The person who was about to kill the chicken was pecked, can this person not be furious, can he not be murderous?

Yang Hao exhaled lightly, his whole body seemed to be steamed with hot water, and the sweat dripped down all of a sudden.

This guy is amazing!

Yang Hao noticed the change in the old man's eyes, and knew that the old man would definitely use a more powerful attack next, and it was very likely that the other party would use the special secret skill of the blood clan. Yang Hao had seen it before, and it was very powerful!

It seems that the only way to go into a berserk state is to fight this old man desperately!

Although Yang Hao felt that even if he was violent, he might not be able to stop the old man, but at this time, does he have a second choice?

The old man raised his hand, and there was a bit of strange blood on his fingers. He looked at Yang Hao with cold eyes, full of ferocity and viciousness, and a bit of condescending arrogance.

"Boy, you are very strong. Although I was seriously injured, it is still a despicable thing for you to hurt me. It is really shameful to reach this point at such a young age. If I give you another twenty years, You will be stronger. Maybe I can't do anything to you. I'm not even your opponent. But today you met me. I can only count you as unlucky. Go and die now. Don't worry, I will definitely enjoy you. Not a single drop of blood is wasted!"

Yang Hao took a deep breath, clenched his fists, opened his eyes wide, staring at the old man, staring at his every move, he could go into a violent state at any time!

"Then give it a try, old man!"

The old man grinned, revealing the two pairs of sharp fangs in his mouth, looked at Xi Feifei next to him, and said with a gloomy smile: "It's a pity that this girl is still a virgin, and you won't be able to enjoy it until your death." Fan, but if you die together today, it can be regarded as making up for you, boy, take your life!"

Just when the old man was about to unleash his vampire secret technique, his raised hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, and his eyes turned to a small forest not far away, with a nervous look on his face.

Yang Hao was taken aback for a moment, what happened to this guy?

While staring at the old man, Yang Hao secretly glanced in the direction of the woods, but the direction of the woods was still very quiet. He didn't see any movement or anyone.

What is he looking at?

It can't be to attract yourself to distract yourself, it's impossible.

Just when Yang Hao was puzzled, the old man suddenly showed a look of horror on his face, as if he had been bitten by a snake. He jumped up suddenly and rushed to the side.

Yang Hao looked at the old man who was quickly moving away from him in shock. He was surprised and confused at the same time. What happened to this old man? He was clearly preparing to kill him just now, but why did he suddenly run away like a rabbit with an arrow? Already?

The old man was very fast, and in the blink of an eye he had already run into the shadows hundreds of meters away. At this moment, several black shadows suddenly floated out of the woods that the old man was paying attention to. Each of these black shadows were shaped like The same ghost, at an extremely fast speed, rushed towards this side.

Yang Hao was shocked. Could it be that the old man had sensed these guys just now, so he turned around and ran away in panic? Who were these guys who suddenly rushed out? Could they be practitioners from the Yan Kingdom?

Those figures quickly approached Yang Hao. When Yang Hao saw the faces of these figures clearly, his heart suddenly lifted again and he was filled with shock.

Bloodlines!

Another vampire!

This group of people who suddenly appeared turned out to be blood races too!

Could it be that the evil tiger had just left, and another pack of wolves had arrived. Yang Hao turned around and glanced at Xi Feifei, only to find that the bloody red mist around Xi Feifei's body was quickly dissipating. Obviously, after the old man left, there was no one left. Control the cloud of red mist, and its power will naturally be lost.

Those vampires glanced at Yang Hao, and one of them turned around and rushed towards Yang Hao. There was a cold murderous intention in his eyes. Looking at his posture, he was clearly preparing to kill Yang Hao.

Naturally, Yang Hao would not sit back and wait for death. He took a step back and took a stance. When the vampires sensed Yang Hao's inner energy, they were slightly startled. Even the vampire who rushed over suddenly slowed down a few steps. .

"Practitioner?"

Yang Hao looked at these vampires warily and said in a deep voice: "Who are you and why did you come to the Yan Kingdom? Do you think that our Yan Kingdom practitioners do not exist? Or do you think you are strong enough to ignore the Yan Kingdom's cultivation?" Or?"

The blood race that rushed over had a fierce look in its eyes, as if it was about to make a move, but an old man with a white beard in the crowd shouted: "Stop!"

The middle-aged vampire stopped immediately, turned his head to look at the vampire with white beard, and frowned: "He has seen our whereabouts, and I am afraid it will spread soon, when the time comes..."

The white-bearded old man waved his hand and smiled at Yang Hao: "Young man, don't be nervous, we have no intention of making enemies with the practitioners of the Yan Kingdom, we are just here to hunt down a traitor from our clan, kill him, and we will go back , look at you, it seems that you just had a fight with the traitor we hunted down?"

Hearing what the other party said, Yang Hao let go of his hanging heart a little bit, calmly pointed to the direction where the old man was running away and said: "Yes, he seems to be injured and went over there...you are blood clan Which family, who is that old man?"