Chapter 746: You Are a Couple God

It was a pair of eyes that did not belong to humans at all, the whites of the eyes accounted for three-quarters of the entire eyeball, and there was a light red vertical pupil in the center of the eyeball, just like the pupils of felines in broad daylight.

Call! The old foreigner named Dracula Cage stood up straight from the coffin, his two thin paws reached forward and grabbed Wei Damao's shoulders, the red light in his eyes flashed, his head turned and bit his neck.

Stand up, buckle shoulders, bite, the three actions are done in one go, so fast that people smack their tongues, Wei Damao has long been on guard, and at the moment when his shoulders are caught, his palms move together, and the two palms are firmly imprinted on Dracula's chest.

Click! The ribs on Dracula's chest snapped seven or eight in response, and the entire chest cavity was dented in two, but he didn't realize it, he just put his mouth quickly on Wei Damao's neck, and the two white canine teeth were chilling in the light.

Wei Damao's palms were still pressed on Dracula's chest, and it was already a step too late to withdraw, so he could only raise his talisman qi to the extreme, ready to break his sharp teeth.

Click!

Dracula, whose eyes were red, took a bite, but unexpectedly, the smell was completely wrong, the hard erection was cold and had a smell of rust, and then his entire body was swept out by a huge force, and his back was stuck to the cold gold wall bricks, maintaining the mural pose.

Xu Qing held a meter-and-a-half-long English sword with both hands, and the blade cut horizontally into Dracula's mouth, and just like that, he slapped it on the wall.

Woo - Dracula's cheeks were cut in half, but the scene was not bloody, there was not a single star of blood flowing out of this guy's wound, but Xu Qing could cut off his half-pulled head with a little more force in his hand, and at this moment he was like a puppet nailed to the wall, and he could only wave his hands in vain.

Xu Qing held the sword in both hands, looked at Dracula's constricted pupils lightly, and said in proficient English: "No matter what you are, if you are a strange brother, I will split you into two with a sword, but throw it out to enjoy the sunbathing, understand?" ”

Dracula's eyes flashed red, two whining whistles came out of his throat, and his two wildly waving arms hung down obediently, as if he had chosen to compromise.

Xu Qing took a step back and pulled out the long sword that cut horizontally into the mouth of this guy, Dracula's body slid off the wall softly without support, kneeling on his knees and panting, the blood in his body has already dried up, and he can't even recover from the wound, as if all his strength has been drained from his body, and he doesn't even have the strength to stand up, he can only breathe air vigorously.

As a noble fourth-generation blood clan, Dracula has taken the greatest bad luck in the past forty years, first chased by the Templars of the Vatican and the Holy See for most of the world, and killed three opponents under serious injuries, but he was beaten up by someone and locked up in a coffin full of garlic for forty years, and finally came out to find some blood food and was cut off half of his head with a sword, and now he can't even close his jaw and can only hold it with his palm, and the hundreds of blood slaves he raised must be raised for white and fat now, and his lips are dry for a while!

Xu Qing pointed at Dracula's eyebrows with a sword in one hand, and said lightly: "Say, how did you come here, if you dare to fool my brother, I will throw you out to sunbathe." ”