Chapter 685： Across Europe, Nie Mingyuan killed Fan Haixin

"Well, he is still here. Fan Haixin. He was eighth in the 100 years ago. He is the first Demon Hunter in the West and can go hand in hand with Zeus, the older generation of Templars."

The vampire's eyes burst into a vicious light, and the scarlet tongue licked the long saliva in the corner of his mouth.

"Ugly miscellaneous, the ancient town of Tracy has my guard, do you dare to come to death?"

A rush of drink came to the depths of the castle.

Snapped!

The stained-glass windows shattered, and the fragments fluttered like butterflies.

Several silver bullets engraved with intricate patterns exploded on the chest of the earl-level vampire at speeds faster than sniper rifle bullets.

Blood splattered.

In a blink of an eye, the bright light diffused by the silver bullets was dried up and turned into black smoke.

"Oh!"

The vampire screamed in the air and fell on the marble floor in the courtyard.

A large hole was ripped in his chest, burnt black by the Holy Light, a billowing black smoke, and even the sternum was burned.

call!

Before this vampire had time to repair the corpse, he turned flexibly and just flew to a high place.

Boom!

A figure of Xuan Changxuanang broke through the glass window, descended from the sky, and flew towards the vampire like a vulture.

Fan Haixin shot very quickly. The man was in mid-air and had a flexible body shape. He had a silver sword in his hand.

The holy light permeated the sword, and it fell across the vampire like a sharp lightning.

"Uh-!"

This vampire is miserable.

The blazing and dazzling holy light emanated from his body, and the whole body's bones and internal organs were clearly visible.

The powerful body that was able to carry the bullet and fired hardly was burned by the holy light on the silver sword and burst into pieces.

With Mars's red broken bones and wreckage flying around, they fell to the ground and annihilated in an instant.

"Jack, Sinbad, Kerry, my old friends, you have withdrawn from Romania according to the covenant a century ago. Why don't you keep the covenant?"

Fan Haixin stepped forward with his high boots in high leather boots, stamped out a still burning bone, and sneered.

A thunder flickered, and Fan Haixin's curly maroon shawl was seen, and his eyes shone sharply under a black bowler hat.

He has a beard, giving him a handsome, tough and uninhibited feeling.

The black leather coat outlines his tall and mighty body, and there are many small pockets on the lined leather vest, each of which carries various weapons.

He was carrying an unusually delicate silver crossbow carved with complex spells, and holding the same exquisite silver long sword from the hand of the alchemist, giving an extremely powerful feeling.

"This is a blood enclave. You have occupied it for too long. Now, it should be returned to us!"

Duke Dracula threw the black cloak and stepped forward, hovering over Van Hessing, his eyes burning with a grit of war.

"For hundreds of years, you have beheaded hundreds of blood races, and your body is covered with blood of my people. Today, you must pay blood for blood!"

Sinbad stepped into the air step by step, his pale face twisted and hissed with hate.

"Fan Haixin, we're going to break your neck, drink your essence, and make you our most loyal blood slave!"

Many powerful blood races came forward, the scarlet tongue rolled up the saliva from the mouth, and the nails spread out sharp bone hooks.

"Vampire hunter, guarding the bright and holy world, killing you filthy monsters is my glorious mission!"

Fan Haixin's fighting spirit was surging, his hair was flying like a waterfall, and a dazzling light under his feet lifted him up.

"Stop it!"

He moved forward, dancing with silver long swords, slicing up and down, killing many **** masters.

"Fan Haixin, you will fall today!"

"We will kill you to despair!"

Each of the seven or eight-headed Duke and Earl-level blood races has a powerful strength comparable to that of the Grand Master, and the blood is strong and nearly immortal. He has many blood curse secrets and fights with Fan Haixin.

Huh!

Suddenly, a monstrous war broke out.

In the sky, there are several figures chasing after me, splitting together, and can span hundreds of meters in an instant.

Clusters of blood arrows exploded, and blood curses floated up and down, all the lights and swordsmang swept in all directions.

This area is filled with holy light, full of vitality, full of brilliance, and full of energy.

Rumble!

The marble floor was pitted by sword light and blood blades, and the fine stone carvings crumbled like plastic foam.

Shocking cracks cracked on the outer walls of the castle, and they almost broke apart.

The violent sound waves roared over the entire castle like a thunderous thunder.

It is indeed the eighth in the strong list a hundred years ago. Fan Haixin is indeed very powerful. He has evolved and exerted all kinds of methods to restrain vampires.

Lights of light gathered together easily and turned into severe attacks.

The silver sword swept across the sky, cold light flashing.

The crossbow filled with garlic extraction liquid exploded like a meteor, and his secrets seemed to come in handy.

He is a bounty hunter who specifically restrains vampires. The various magical powers he reveals can be compared with the main gods in the Temple of the Gods, and has definitely reached the peak of the divine realm.

Many vampires get scared the bigger they get.

They were completely beaten by Fan Haixin.

Duke Dracula and many blood races were seriously injured, with broken arms and legs, and were controlled by the secret law, unable to condense for a short time.

auzw.com "Okay, take a step back and let me cook!"

At the time when many vampires were suffering, the figure standing on the vault faintly opened his mouth.

"Yes, Mozun!"

"I'm not good enough, please demon punish me!"

Several vampires stepped back and landed behind the figure, half-knelt on the ground with fear and respect.

"Who actually made these counts vampires so respectful?"

Fan Haixin's body shook slightly, his eyes shockedly looked at the figure, and he mumbled in disbelief:

"Can it be that the first generation vampire failed?"

"No! Not an early vampire, but an Oriental? How could that be?"

"Fan Haixin, kneeling down and begging for mercy, and become my slave, to deal with Jiang Taichu together, I forgive you for not dying!"

The deities ignored the vampires on their knees and suddenly disappeared in place, appearing next to Fan Haixin in the next moment.

"So fast!"

Fan Haixin saw the man's face Junyi and Qingxiu at this moment, but exuded a towering magic.

This magical energy is more powerful than vampires and wolves, and it is as sharp as a knife, as if it is a substance.

Fan Haixin was a strong leader for hundreds of years. He was 200 years old and undefeated. He killed vampires, caught evil witches, destroyed evil spirits, and defeated werewolves. How tough and powerful he is.

But at this moment, in the face of this magic, he was frightened, his legs were weak, and he could not wait to get away.

Although he was terrified, the honor of the vampire bounty hunter drove him back.

He raised his sword full of alert and proudly said, "Are you a demon? I Fan Haixin, the sacred bounty hunter, will never trade with demons!"

"Then you have to die!"

The man just smiled indifferently. Two black demon heads emerged from behind the man like dragons.

Suddenly, the two demon heads covered the sky, swept across all directions, covered the small half of the castle, opened their mouths, and bite towards Fan Haixin.

"kill!"

Fan Haixin burst into an unprecedented sense of crisis, his eyes closed, his hands folded, and he crushed the ancient cross stained with blood in his hands.

This **** cross was stained with a drop of holy blood that flowed from the crucifixion.

There are only a few in the Holy See.

As holy as the Holy Grail!

This is his demon meritorious deed, rewarded to him by a cardinal.

At the moment the cross broke, a devastating light of light burst out.

The huge holy light, dazzling, shining through the square for several kilometers, as if 10,000 tons of explosives exploded out of thin air.

"Ah, Holy Blood and Light! Rewind!"

"I'm going to be burned to death!"

Many vampires explode in agony, screaming in horror, and retreating violently.

Those who are at the peak of Divine Realm and duke-level vampires will also be killed by their purification.

"Oh, holy blood and light, little Dole!"

This Chinese young man was too lazy to even move, just looked at Fan Haixin's spell with ridicule, just like watching the dead.

Roar!

Sure enough, the two demon heads met the holy light, but they did not escape, but roared and opened their mouths, as if whale swallowing a cow's drink, sucked the surging holy light into their mouths, and swallowed in a blink.

"what?"

Fan Haixin was frightened and couldn't believe it.

He stood there stiffly, looking desperate, as if he had seen the end of the earth and humanity.

This is the holy blood of Jesus!

With great power, even counts and even lord vampires can be easily wiped out.

But it was so easily devoured by the two demon heads.

next moment.

Fan Haixin was in darkness, because a demon bit his body.

The other bit his legs, the two suddenly made a fight, blood shot, the internal organs flowed.

Damn!

Damn!

In the castle, peace was restored.

A sour chewing sound was heard, and Fan Haixin was swallowed up by two demon heads in a blink of an eye.

The two devil's heads licked their tongues, suddenly rolled up, and contracted into the Chinese man.

"It's delicious! It's so comfortable! It's so good! It's so cool to have a sense of power!"

At this moment, he seemed to take a pill, his eyes suddenly turned on, his face twisted and his mouth twitched soothingly.

"Congratulations to Mozun on his re-brightness, the eighth century killing list, Fan Haixin the demon hunter!"

Many vampires flew and worshipped at the feet of this Chinese youth respectfully.

They shuddered, wondering whether they were afraid or excited.

Even Duke Dracula worshiped with fear, as the most faithful slave saw his master.

This young man was killed all the way in Southeast Asia and Nie Mingyuan in Europe.

"Several territories of the Lianping blood race have devoured more than a dozen unsubmissive Duke blood races and many demon hunters. My current strength should be able to compete with Jiang Tianyi, right?"

He grabbed a vampire, opened his mouth and swallowed him, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and asked casually.