Would the nobles of the royal family kneel and beg for mercy?
Upon hearing this, Count Marston's expression darkened, and a bloodthirsty and violent aura rose from his body.
It seemed that this sentence had angered him.
"The seven great clans are the supreme existences of the Blood Race. How can you profane the glory bestowed by the ancestors?”
"Disrespecting the royal family, you deserve to die!"
Marston's sharp teeth grew two inches longer, and his pupils suddenly turned blood-red. A terrifying power of blood and qi erupted from his body, and an overwhelming aura pressed down on Fang Qingyan, as if it wanted to pierce through the dome.
buzz ~
The space shook, and a hideous demonic weapon appeared in his hand. It was a blood-red spear.
Killing intent enveloped him.
Fang Qingyan did not move.
"Kill!"
His shout exploded in his ears.
The two Earls instantly disappeared from where they were, and then there was the ear-piercing sound of weapons clashing.
Fang Qingyan held the Scythe of Death and fought with Marston in this spacious hall.
Rumble!
Two figures flashed in the air, moving at extreme speed, leaving afterimages behind. Every time they appeared, they would collide.
Blood qi raged in all directions, and a strong wind swept in all directions.
An intense battle!
"Pfft-"
A sound that was different from the previous one.
Count Karston retreated far away. His expression was gloomy as he lowered his head to take a look.
A terrifying wound that was more than a meter long started from his neck, passed through his torso, and spread all the way to his thigh.
The wound was extremely deep. One could see the white bones and squirming internal organs inside.
It was a ghastly sight, like a huge ugly centipede.
The Scythe of Death had almost cut him in half!
Gurgling--
Blood gushed out, and in a flash, the wounds on Marston's body healed without leaving a scar.
The Blood Clan's powerful recovery ability!
His body was cut open, but it was only a small injury.
However, Marston was unprecedentedly furious.
"Damn it, you actually know the physical combat skills of our royal family. Who are you?!”
His gaze was like a ghost as he stared at Fang Qingyan and roared.
He was at a disadvantage in the fight, so he could no longer maintain the demeanor of a royal aristocrat.
"You've lost your composure."
Fang Qingyan's right hand shook, and the blood on the Scythe of Death was shaken off. His expression was indifferent."I am here to kill you."
"Impudent!"
Marston was furious." Don't be so smug. I didn't even show my true strength just now! No matter who you are, you're dead today. I'll kill you and eat you!”
With a furious roar, a strange wave of spiritual power was released from his body.
Seeing this, Fang Qingyan could not help but narrow his eyes... Was he finally going to use his superpower?
In close combat and physical skills, Count Marston was actually suppressed. He realized that he could not defeat Fang Qingyan, who was holding a seven-star demon weapon, and flew into a rage out of humiliation.
"Kekekeke-Undead Storm!!!”
Marston grinned hideously as he spread out his left hand and lifted it up.
In an instant, the wind blew and the fog blew. Ghost wails and wolf howls sounded.
Dark caves opened beside him one after another. Evil spirits roared and rushed out. A dense army of evil spirits rushed towards Fang Qingyan!
These evil spirits had very powerful auras. They had ferocious faces and no physical bodies. They had fangs and claws like vampires, as well as blood-red eyes. They were like devils that chose to devour people.
Marston actually had the ability to summon an army of undead!
This was very rare among the Blood Breeds. As the heir of Marquis Bruch, he had been gifted in spiritual power since he was young.
Summoning an army of death in the middle of a battle, turning a one-on-one fight into a group fight, very shameless!
"Hehehehe ~ No one can withstand my undead army. Even if you're a peak Earl, you won't last more than a few minutes. You'll be torn to pieces by the evil spirit!”
Marston laughed maniacally. This was his trump card. If he used it, it meant that victory was already his.
Countless evil spirits pounced on Fang Qingyan crazily.
He seemed to be scared silly and did not move.
In the blink of an eye, the army of evil spirits drowned him like a flood that swallowed a village.
Rumble!
The castle trembled and shook violently.
Then, it collapsed with a loud bang!
There were too many evil spirits, tens of thousands of them. They directly crushed the hall, and the luxurious castle building became a pile of ruins.
However, Marston did not feel any heartache. Although his luxurious castle had become Fang Qingyan's grave after his death... he had plenty of money!
The dead souls that blotted out the sky squeezed against each other, layer by layer. In the center was Fang Qingyan. It was unknown if she was alive or dead, but there was no movement at all.
"He should be dead, right?"
Marston muttered to himself.
Bean-sized beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
Although Undead Storm was a terrifying superpower, and one person could form an army, it consumed too much spiritual energy.
When he became a Marquise, he would be able to use it without limit. He could summon millions of Evil Spirit Lions with a wave of his hand!
Zi la zi la--
Suddenly, Marston heard a strange sound.
He also smelled an extremely unpleasant burnt smell.
It was as if a torch had been pushed into an ant's nest and was being burned fiercely, or as if a hot pot of oil was frying stinky tofu…
He looked up and was instantly dumbfounded.
A dot of red light lit up in the center of the evil spirit army, then rapidly expanded, like a dazzling sun.
Wherever the light passed, all the evil spirits screamed and turned into ashes.
"Boom!"
An aura of extreme Yang and hardness soared into the sky.
In an instant, it swept through the evil spirit army, and thousands of evil spirits were turned into nothingness.
A figure that was emitting a dazzling scarlet-gold light slowly walked out. Golden flames that looked like snakes coiled around his body, making him look like a sun god.
"I…I saw a ghost!"
Marston felt the scorching essence sun fire on his face.
He immediately began to doubt his life!
The Blood Breed with extreme Yin and soft attributes could transform into a form of extreme Yang and hardness?
Are you really a f * cking vampire?
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