Chapter 1374

While Smith is fighting with the Duke of vampire, Zhang Yang and Yan Ying are fighting with the prince of vampire.

"You call it pressure mountain, don't you?" Yan Ying said with a smile, I don't know why he always feels that the name is funny, there is a kind of funny feeling.

"My name is Alexander, not pressure mountain." Hearing this name, Alexander was very angry, as if Yan Ying was insulting himself.

"Go to hell!" The prince of vampire gives out a red light. The red light has the wail of fierce ghosts, which seems to hide the lives of many people.

This is the exclusive blood energy above the prince of vampire. As long as a person is hit by the blood energy, his blood will be drained instantly.

And with the increase of blood absorption, blood energy will become stronger and stronger.

Prince vampire has been using this energy for hundreds of years, and the power contained in it is particularly powerful. Even Zhang Yang and Yan Ying and others can't afford to take a little of it. It's very dangerous to them.

"Yan Ying! You're in charge of this guy, I'm in charge of frontal combat. " Zhang Yang said to Yan Ying.

Yan Ying is a soul cultivator. She is not good at frontal combat. Instead, she is good at assisting others in combat. Yan Ying's soul attack is very effective for these vampires.

Although the vampire is powerful, but I don't know why the soul is always weak. The external performance is that the mood fluctuates greatly, and there is always greed, anger, infatuation and hatred, which should be the performance of the weak soul.

"Hum! Do you two think you can really deal with me? " The Vampire Prince laughs cruelly, then turns into a fog and gathers around the crowd.

It is estimated that there is still a lot of blood energy in it. As long as Zhang Yang and Yan Ying touch one point, they will die miserably.

"Oh? You little vampire, how can you fight me? " Yan Ying said with a smile, and then turned to look at Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang, take your white hair out.

That name is too awkward. Yan Ying doesn't know how to pronounce it.

"What kind of wind?" Zhang Yang can't laugh or cry and said, "my name is Youming wind. Can you remember my name carefully?"

Zhang Yang's heart is very helpless, a good domineering and powerful wind of the nether world is changed into an ugly and unbearable white hair wind by this guy. If Zhang Yang doesn't remind him, he won't necessarily become a northwest wind in the future.

"Well, I'll remember. Can you use your ability quickly?" Yan Ying can't laugh or cry and says that while he talks, the light in his eyes flashes, and a transparent wave radiates from him.

"That's it! Go straight up and fight. " Zhang Yang said very simply.

Zhang Yang took out the white jade fan and waved it. In a moment, dozens of wind blades flew out of the fan.

These fans are made up of the netherworld wind, so they can't do harm to the real matter. When they fly out, they are always quiet, but they are lethal to the objects with souls.

"Ha ha! What the hell are you doing? " The prince of the vampire takes shape in the air.

When the prince of vampire saw the wind of the nether world, he laughed his teeth off.

At the moment when the weathered body of the nether world becomes a wind blade, there is no fluctuation in the outside world. The prince of vampire standing so far away does not feel the threat of the wind blade.

This kind of thing gives the feeling of Prince vampire, just like a TV projection.

"I'll stand here and let you fight to see if your attack can hurt me." Prince vampire said arrogantly that he really didn't believe that this thing could hurt him. Unless there was a supernatural event, this little thing couldn't hurt him.

The wind blade composed of the wind of the nether world blows slowly. When he is about to push forward the body of Prince vampire, Prince vampire suddenly feels a sense of extreme danger.

"No!" The prince of vampire thought in horror, although he didn't know what happened, there was an extreme danger in his feeling.

The prince of vampire thinks it should be the white wind blade. No matter what happens now, it's right to avoid first, because his feeling has never deceived him.

WOW!

At the critical moment, Yan Ying's transparent wave flies over, and the prince of vampire is swept directly by the transparent wave.

"Ah The prince of the vampire yelled and covered his head.

Yan Ying's soul wave has a very strong ability to destroy the soul, because the soul of the vampire is weak, not enough to defend Yan Ying's soul wave.

So the soul wave damage to the soul of vampires is very high, ordinary people are only confused at most, but these vampires are not the same.

Vampires are powerful and immortal. They are born to be an extraordinary species, but God has given them such good qualities, but also to take away their ability on the other hand. Their souls are naturally flawed and afraid of the sun.

"Well done. Yan Ying He didn't expect Yan Ying's attack skills to have a magical effect. He actually did so much damage to the vampires. It's just a slight sweep, but the vampires suffered so much damage. It's really unthinkable.

At the same time, Zhang Yang is not willing to give up this opportunity. He then uses his mind to mobilize the wind of the nether world and let the wind of the nether world envelop the prince vampire.

"You don't have to struggle any more. You kids won't beat me." Vampire Prince at this time also eased over, she covered her head, and looked at the crowd with hatred on her face.

Because she has just recovered, leading to his own thinking has not turned, he looked at the wind of the nether world flying to him, even lazy to move, just staring at the wind of the nether world.

In the eyes of the vampire prince, his body is immortal, and the other party can't help him. Even if he turns it into ashes, he can resurrect it.

Even if the white wind in how wonderful and how, even if he was blown scattered, can also recover again.

Prince vampire is so proud to think that the wind blade of the nether world instantly penetrates Prince vampire's body.

"Oh?" The prince of vampire's expression changed a lot at the moment when the wind blade passed through his body. His originally pale face became even paler. He just suddenly found something bad. This thing is not as simple as he imagined.

When the wind blade of the nether world passes through Prince vampire's body, Prince vampire feels a sharp pain. The pain is not from the surface of the body, but from the fluctuation of the soul from the bottom of the body.