He wants to know how strong Perfect Daoji is?

Golden lightning flashed in his eyes, and Lin Xi's fierce strength was pushed to the extreme.

Count Vampire's expression suddenly changed, as if he had been hit head-on by gas ejected from a planetary engine.

The razor-like bat claws exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Then, this force directly hit the vampire count's hard body.

The two figures collided together at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye of ordinary people, and separated again in less than a second.

In front of the camera, the audience watching the live news was confused, not knowing what happened in the flash of lightning just now.

When the screen zoomed in, they saw that there was a blood hole as big as a fist on the vampire count's demon-like body.

In the air, the vampire count who had lived for five hundred years and sucked an unknown amount of blood looked at the blood hole in his chest, his heart filled with horror, and he looked suspicious of life.

He originally thought that after showing all his strength, he could firmly suppress this young Chinese monk.

But in the end, he was beaten by Lin Xi in turn.

"Damn it, what kind of monster is this Chinese monk?"

With a roar, the vampire count's figure flashed high into the sky. The Chinese monk did not have the ability to fly like him, so as long as he kept a distance, he would have a chance to kill him.
Chapter completed!