Monarch of Evernight: Sixteen Blood Poison

bsp;The distance between the two sides suddenly closed. Qianye suddenly jumped up from the ground like a cheetah, jumped directly into the arms of a third-level vampire, and punched the opponent in the face!

After this punch, the blood warrior's facial bones were immediately dented, and then his body floated forward, driven by the huge impact on his head, and then flew out to the back and side together.

With a loud bang, the ground beneath his feet suddenly sunk, and Qianye shot out like a cannonball towards another fifth-level blood clan guard leader. Ignoring the stabbing dagger, he punched him in the face again. !

The short knife was sent into Qianye's chest, but it was like stabbing into a pile of heavy leather. It entered extremely slowly, and finally got stuck between the ribs. The guard leader was not slow to react. He raised his left arm and barely blocked Qianye's punch. However, his whole body was thrown backward by the fierce punch, and his arm bones creaked and groaned.

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

Qianye grabbed the guard leader's knife-holding hand to prevent him from escaping. At the same time, he hit his head with his right fist and elbow like a violent storm. Each blow was as heavy as a giant hammer, like a big ax opening a mountain!

Qianye smashed the leader's arm with two punches, smashed the blood power that protected him with one elbow, then moved sideways, and used his body as a soldier to lean heavily on the blood clan guard leader!

With a thunderous explosion, the guard leader flew backwards, his body twisted into strange shapes. Just now Qianye used great strength, supplemented by the force of force, to lean on him. The dark energy was as heavy as a mountain, and it had broken all the bones in his body!

There was a soft sound, and another short knife was inserted into Qianye's back. The short knife broke through the armor, penetrated the muscle with difficulty, and finally barely touched the bone.

As if Qianye couldn't feel the sharp blade inserted into his flesh and blood body, he grabbed the vampire warrior's neck with his backhand, tightened his fingers, and broke his neck bones. Given the strong physique of the Vampires, such injuries may not necessarily lead to death, but at least they will lose their combat effectiveness.

Qianye waved his hand to deflect another vampire's dagger, and hit him with another direct punch on the chin. Amidst the numbing sound of bone cracking, the warrior fell backwards.

Qianye is like a lion, walking among a pack of wolves. His punches were as fast as lightning and as heavy as mountains. No one in this group of vampire warriors could receive his blow head-on!

In the blink of an eye, there were no enemies around Qianye. There was only the remains of the carriage not far away, and the Blood Siren was struggling to get up. But he was swaying, even standing a little unsteady, and looked at his wounds with a look of horror on his face. The bruised half of the body was not fatally injured, but the black blood that kept pouring out of the wound smelled like rancid death.

The Blood Lord was frightened and angry, desperately mobilizing the power of blood, and finally suppressed and eliminated the special blood energy that seemed to be poisonous but not poisonous invading his body. However, his injuries more than doubled as a result, most of his blood was consumed, and he suddenly became sluggish.

Qianye strode over and grabbed Jazz with one hand. Sir Blood waved his hand in anger, and the two of them grabbed their palms together and began to wrestle. The ground under the feet of both parties suddenly made a muffled sound and sunk downwards, forming a shallow pit several meters high!

At this moment, the two sides were equally powerful and were at a stalemate for a while, but Sir Blood's injured left arm became weaker and weaker, and soon began to show signs of failure. He suddenly let out a beast-like roar, his eyes surged with blood, and actually shot out red light in the dark night. Two long blood-sucking fangs protruded from the corners of his lips, and bit down **** Qianye!

Qianye did not retreat at all, but tilted his head, allowing Sir Blood's fangs to bite off his shoulder. After the blood-sucking fangs entered his body, Qianye clearly felt two strands of black blood poison begin to seep into his blood. However, his dark blood immediately reacted strongly.

The purple blood energy almost shot out from the ability runes, and it went straight towards the two invading blood poisons, swallowing them clean in one encounter. It didn't stop there, with a twist, it immediately separated a wisp of purple energy as thin as a gossamer, followed the path of blood poison invasion, and finally penetrated into the blood-sucking fangs and pounced into Sir Blood's body.

Sir Xue's eyes suddenly widened with a look of extreme fear, and he tried desperately to push Qianye away. He could no longer utter any meaningful syllables, and his throat was just shouting.

Of course Qianye would not let go. He still kept wrestling with the Blood Lord and began to slowly gain an advantage. However, when the purple blood flowed upstream, a burst of red mist rose from his eyes, and as if being pulled, he suddenly bit the side of Lord Blood's neck!

The blood full of Force power poured in like a tide. Qianye swallowed it instinctively, and every bite made the blood in his body boil with joy. This is the blood of an eighth-level vampire. The power of the blood is far stronger than Qianye's. The dark force contained in each mouthful of blood is equivalent to Qianye's current total force.

But just after swallowing two or three mouthfuls, Qianye drank a mouthful of foul-smelling rotten blood. He almost vomited immediately, spitting out all the rotten blood, and then pushed the powerless Sir Blood away.

This high-ranking vampire looked haggard, as if he had aged for decades in a short period of time. He had completely lost his life at this time. The blood power of an eighth-level knight was originally much more than that, but he was first hit by Qianye's blood poison contained in the force bomb. The purification of the poison alone consumed nearly half of his blood, and then he took a sip directly. The blood was mixed with purple blood, and as a result, most of the blood became corrupted and necrotic in the blink of an eye.

Qianye realized that his current blood was extremely poisonous to vampires, and he couldn't help but begin to wonder about the origin of the purple blood. Perhaps when the golden blood breaks out of the cocoon, it will bring him a bigger surprise.

Qianye quickly circled the battlefield and sent all the vampire warriors who were still alive to hell. Now there are only some ordinary vampires left in this clan castle.

He picked up a long sword, wiped away the breath of the vampires, took out his leather bag, poured silver liquid on the blade, and then walked towards the two undefended bronze doors in front of him.

A red firework suddenly rose from the top of the castle, went straight into the sky, and then exploded. Qianye's ears moved and he picked up a sharp sound that was inaudible to human ears. This is a warning signal, and it won't take long for the vampire patrol to arrive after hearing the news.

Qianye is not afraid of patrols. He strode into the castle and saw the remaining members of the clan gathered in the hall, watching him quietly.

Sitting on the sofa in the middle is a vampire who is older than Sir Blood. Several other old people are standing behind the sofa, and several children are gathered under the old man's knees.

If you didn't know that this was a vampire stronghold, and if these people's eyes weren't bright red, you would have thought you were walking into the living room of a human noble.

The hall was very quiet, silver liquid dripped from the blade of the sword, and the ticking sound was like beating on everyone's heart.

Qianye walked slowly towards the old man in the middle. The old man's face was like a dead tree. He looked at Qianye expressionlessly, and then said slowly: "Human, you are very brave."

Qianye smiled faintly and showed no interest in conversation. Instead, he raised his sword and pointed it at the old man's throat.

"Grandpa, is this today's dinner? It looks delicious!"

A little girl's voice came from the side, and then Qianye felt a pain in his leg. He looked down and saw a little Vampire girl who looked only four or five years old biting his thigh, with two small blood-sucking fangs piercing halfway into the flesh. Through the translucent tusks that were as shiny as ivory, you could see two thin lines of blood rolling into her mouth.

The old man showed pleasure on his face and said with a ferocious smile: "You are finished, human being! Even if you kill us, you can't escape the fate of becoming a blood slave!"

Qianye just looked down at the little vampire girl and said calmly: "Really? This little guy is a pure blood, and his talent for concealment is quite good. When he grows up in the future, he might be another Sir. What a pity... Little guy, don't worry, slow down, don't eat up your stomach."

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

The little girl was sucking and sucking, and suddenly she was dumbfounded, screamed, fell to the ground, curled up, and quickly became stiff. A stream of purple-black blood flowed from her mouth.

The old man seemed to have seen the most terrifying sight in the world. He stood up and shouted: "Holy Blood! Superior Holy Blood! You are definitely not human! Why!"

"Is this holy blood?" Qianye smiled inappropriately, his tone unclear whether it was a statement or a question, and said softly: "But I feel that I am still a human being..." As he said that, the sword in his hand shook and straightened. Stab into the heart of the old vampire.

The sword edge dipped in silver liquid in Qianye's hand kept flying, gently breaking through the hearts of vampires that were either about to fail or were new and immature. After a brief scream, the hall fell silent again.

Qianye walked quickly up and down the castle with his long sword in hand. When Qianye walked into the showroom upstairs, he saw many oil paintings and a pair of short guns mounted on the wall.

This is a pair of vampire-style force guns. The golden gun handles are rubbed until they shine. They are obviously very old. To be treasured by a clan and placed in the most eye-catching place in the showroom, this pair of short guns must have extraordinary significance and value.

The rest of the paintings and furnishings are very valuable luxuries in the human kingdom. However, Qianye did not have time and could not move so many things. He only took off the pair of force short guns that were obviously antiques, and then took them easily. A bag of crystal coins on the large desk left the castle.

Stepping into the atrium, the door was just a few steps away. Qianye hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked towards the manor behind.

The unusual movements in the castle have alarmed the humans here. They walked out of the house, stood at the door of the manor, and looked towards the castle. Many people's faces were completely confused and numb, but 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. It was just that dozens of them were too pale and looked a little weak. It seemed that they had just been bled recently.

For the Vampires, it is a pleasure to drink warm and flowing blood directly from a living body. It has a different flavor than drinking slightly cold blood in a cup. This is the ability given to them by their ancestors. But humans who have had their blood sucked will soon become blood slaves, and they can no longer use it after one or two uses. The method of regular bleeding can be used for a long time, just like how humans keep cows in captivity.

Qianye said: "I am from the Great Qin Empire. If anyone wants to go back with me, please come forward!"

Look at these captive humans, I look at you. Some of them showed expressions of hesitation and struggle, but most of them stood numb.