Qianye didn't answer. He mentioned Dongyue, raised his hand, and then stood there quietly. He is bathed in the radiance of the ancient essence, and can absorb the force of the void in it. He can use this to restore his physical strength. If the confrontation lasts for a long time, the blood count must be more impatient than him.
Sure enough, the earl's face darkened, and he said coldly, "You're courting death!"
He fired the gun at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and a force bullet was in front of Qianye in an instant.
The ballistic trajectory clearly appeared in Qianye's real vision. There was nothing special about the blood earl's gun use. Qianye just avoided the bullet by turning his body sideways. However, what the Blood Earl really excelled at was his sword skills. What followed the bullet was an extremely fierce blood aura, mixed with the flashing cold light of the blade. Before Qianye stood up straight, the sword's edge was already in front of him!
Qianye only felt a slight coolness sweep over his forearm, and then a very slight pain appeared. This is sword energy! He retreated ten meters in an instant, and Dongyue took advantage of the momentum to lift up and swung obliquely, blocking the next dozen sword strikes by the blood earl.
"Good swordsmanship!" Count Blood's face became even more gloomy. He suddenly moved his nose and looked at the edge of the sword in his hand.
Blood Earl's all-powerful sword qi cut through Qianye's skin, and at this moment a drop of blood was hanging on the tip of the sword. It was this drop of blood that was so bright red that it seemed to be alive, that it was exuding a strange fragrance, which made all the blood in his body move.
The Blood Earl put the long sword to his mouth, stretched out his long scarlet tongue, and slowly licked off the blood beads, his eyes instantly became blood red, and praised: "It tastes good!"
Qianye couldn't help but frowned. Although the Monroe Clan belonged to the Ancestor Sect, they were not the toughest group. However, the bloodthirsty performance of the Blood Earl in front of him was no different from the blood clan he had seen who were about to start a blood feast.
The Blood Earl stuck his long sword on the ground, and pulled out an exquisite blood-sucking blade from his arms. The bat-wing gauntlet made of red copper has been polished to a shiny, and the edges and corners have been rounded. Obviously, it has a long history. It may or may not have been passed down from previous generations.
The Blood Earl slowly stretched out his blood-sucking fangs, and said, "Boy, I was supposed to turn you into a descendant, but unfortunately your taste is too good. I really don't want to let this feast go!"
He slowly wiped the blade of the blood-sucking blade with his fingers, and patterns of force emerged one after another. Blood Earl's pupils, which had completely turned crimson, were filled with excitement, and he enjoyed the panic and fear of human beings before they were about to become food. But Qianye was unusually calm, and he didn't feel frightened at all, which ruined his mood for eating a lot.
The Blood Earl let out a low growl, his speed increased sharply, and he rushed towards Qianye like lightning. Qianye stepped back again and drew out his sword, and Dongyue had already blocked the way he had to pass when he couldn't move.
But this time the Blood Earl didn't intend to dodge and turn around, he just slapped Dongyue with a wave of his hand, and forcibly swung the epee away. Even though his hand was cut by the blood of the sword with a bone-deep wound, the blood-sucking blade in his hand also pierced into Qianye's lower abdomen!
Feeling the hot blood pouring into the body along the blood-sucking blade, the Blood Earl instantly entered the state of boiling blood, moaning involuntarily for the supreme joy.
However, at this moment, with a pounce, a blood-sucking blade appeared in Qianye's hand, and it went straight into the Blood Earl's chest, piercing his blood core. The Blood Earl lowered his head in astonishment, looking at the blood-sucking blade that had no handle in his chest, he couldn't figure out how his defense and body could be so fragile, and was pierced by a low-level human warrior.
The blood gushing out from the wound was black and had an unpleasant smell, as if it had been rotting for many days.
"You...your blood..." The blood count finally understood, but it was too late. All the power leaked out like running water, his body lost its support, and gradually fell limp to the ground.
Qianye let go, but did not draw blood essence from the vampire blade. He held the blood-sucking blade inserted into his lower abdomen by the Blood Earl, slowly pulled it out, threw it on the ground, then took off his coat and the damaged inner armor, and wrapped the abdominal wound tightly with a cloth strip.
After doing all this, Qianye raised his head and looked at one place, "Come out."
Yetong came out from the darkness, and she glanced at the corpse lying on the ground, and said, "Another member of my clan died at your hands."
Qianye said indifferently: "We are hostile in the first place. I kill blood clans, and you kill imperial soldiers. Isn't that why we go to the battlefield?"
Yetong looked a little dazed, "That's right. I killed a lot of people from the Zhao Clan, right, Zhao Qianye?"
"My first name is Qianye, and my surname is meaningless."
Yetong took a deep breath, raised his head, stared at Qianye, his eyes gradually became firm, "Regardless of whether the surname has meaning or not, you are a member of the Empire. Let you live, and I don't know how many people of my clan there will be in the future Will die in your hands!"
Qianye smiled casually and said, "So?"
Yetong said word by word: "So, I will kill you here! The glory you stained with the blood of the blood will end here!"
There was more helplessness in Qianye's smile, as if he was recalling something, "Are you going to die so soon? That night just passed not long ago."
Yetong couldn't see any expression on his face, and said calmly: "That night was meaningless. Any adult life has to mate, it's just instinct. And I remember saying, don't meet each other on the battlefield in the future."
"Yeah, I said that too." Qianye was very emotional, and then heard another sentence that was very familiar.
Yetong said: "Yongye and Liming are eternal enemies, there is no other possibility!"
Qianye sighed softly, looked at Yetong, but saw his own clear figure in her pupils. There was a sharp pain in Qianye's body, and his eyes suddenly went dark.
Without hesitation, Qianye also looked at Yetong, and the pupil control was activated instantly, and she saw that her face immediately turned slightly pale, and the clear figure in her pupils distorted and disappeared. Qianye's counterattack was far less powerful than Yetong, but it caught her by surprise and directly interrupted her pupil technique.
Qianye rolled over and flashed behind a stone pillar in an instant. Just as the figure was gone, an original force bomb hit the place where he was standing, blasting a deep hole.
Qianye pressed his shoulder against the cold cave wall, looking at the place where the bullet landed. From the gunpowder smoke, he smelled black titanium again. Although this is not a black titanium annihilation bomb, like the advanced atomic bombs commonly used by the dark races, black titanium components are also added to increase the lethality against the human race.
A sharp pain came from his chest. Qianye pressed hard on the blood core. The price of resisting the destruction of the pupil technique was huge. He almost mobilized all the remaining blood in his body, and the wound on the blood core was also shaken by the strong impact. , and re-torn a little.
Yetong stood quietly in place, without any breath leaking out of her body. If she hadn't seen it directly with her eyes, she would not be able to lock her position by perception alone. Suddenly her figure flashed, through the lingering gunpowder smoke, she rushed to the stone pillar where Qianye was hiding, and raised both guns.
However, there was no one behind the stone pillar. In the place where Qianye was originally hiding, there were a few drops of fresh blood, and a silver barrel grenade was spinning rapidly.
Dawn Flash!
Yetong was all too familiar with this kind of weapon that could be called a blood killer. But now it was too late to dodge.
A ball of blinding light exploded in the hall, and for a while, nothing could be seen clearly, only a vast white light.
When the white light dissipated, Yetong squatted on the ground, crossed his arms to protect his head and face, and also blocked the impact of the strong light. She didn't open her eyes, but suddenly swung her right hand back and fired three shots in a row. A figure approaching quietly not far away immediately shook in response to the sound, and then suddenly broke into several pieces.
Yetong jumped up in a daze, opened his eyes and looked, only to find that what he hit was just a long strip of stalactite. And Qianye himself has no breath, and he doesn't know where he is hiding.
There was blood in her eyes, and she scanned the entire hall with cold eyes. Wherever she looked, the muzzle of the gun would be pointed there.
However, with a sudden click, in the middle of the pile of stones that she shattered to the ground, another ball of dazzling light lit up! Qianye actually hid a dawn flash bomb behind that feldspar.
The flash came suddenly, and Yetong was slow to close his eyes for a moment, then he hummed softly, and involuntarily stretched out his right arm to cover his eyes. But she swung her left pistol to the side and rear like lightning, and fired three times in a row.
This time amidst the gunshots, she finally heard Qianye's muffled groan.
After waking up again, Yetong's pupil technique and perception improved. Qianye's aura was completely restrained and difficult to capture, but Dongyue, who had just fought, hadn't completely calmed down. Ye Tong just captured the remaining star and a half of the original force on it, and thus judged Qianye's position.
Qianye sprinted close to the cave wall, his speed was like lightning, and while running, he suddenly fired several shots with the phantom vine Shushahua. Yetong closed her eyes tightly and kept moving, her figure was so fast that it seemed a little blurry.
Even so, almost every original force bullet flew close to the corner of her clothes, and it was obvious that Qianye's shooting skills had also reached the level of a master. This kind of pursuit was only for a moment, and Ye Tong's eyes were stimulated by the flash, so his perception would inevitably be biased. He took a step a little slower, and a blood spray suddenly appeared on his calf, which was already a shot.
The wound was neither big nor deep, but the pain was unknowingly many times greater than that of an ordinary gunshot wound. Even Yetong with such a strong personality couldn't help but let out a scream. This is the special ability of the phantom manshushahua, which weakens the opponent by amplifying pain or constructing illusions.
Nighteye decisively threw a grenade between the two of them. The smoke of the explosion and the strong impact of the force instantly disrupted all perceptions, causing them to lose each other's bearings.
This round of firefights was very dangerous. No matter in terms of the use of weapons or combat skills, the two had already stimulated the fighting limit state, and if they made a mistake, they would be seriously injured.
Qianye hid in a natural crack on the roof of the cave, and finally let out a long breath with Yu Xia. After exhaling this breath, a ray of fragrance immediately filled the surroundings, very similar to the fragrance emitted when Yetong's blood core was injured, but the smell was deeper.
No need to look, Qianye also knew that the wound on the blood core had expanded a little. There were also two more gunshot wounds on his body, and the itching and numbness continued to extend along the wound. It was black titanium spreading. Although this amount is very small compared to the annihilation bomb, but now Qianye has no burning. Gold blood, so its effect is like a slow poison.
Qianye kept taking deep breaths, silently counting down in his heart, and after counting from ten to one, he suddenly jumped out of his hiding place, and threw several grenades in succession while moving at high speed.