But Wang Han would still harass the vampire from time to time.

Xue Huacheng suddenly looked in one direction.

"Tsukizakimon! I know you're not dead! If both of us die! Three of them will beat you one! What chance do you think you have of winning?"

far away.

Tsukizakimon floats face down on the water.

Wang Han suddenly attacked the vampire again.

suddenly.

A turbulent crisis struck.

Wang Han quickly raised his shield to block.

The god of evil is also the rotating protector.

Accompanied by a bang!

Wang Han's back rubbed the water, and he made a series of beautiful water floats heading towards the back.

Tsukizakimon gasped and stood up, holding a knife in his hand.

His forehead was smashed, and half of his face was stained red with blood.

Tsukisakimon lowers his body and holds the sword in his backhand.

As soon as he stepped on his feet, his body rubbed against the air and made a sonic boom sound, and he was in front of Wang Han in an instant.

Wang Han was unable to resist at all.

He was beaten again and flew backwards.

It was mounted on the wall, and when I opened my mouth, I spat out a mouthful of blood, which made me feel like my internal organs were about to be shredded.

My chest hurts so much.

Wang Han gasped for breath.

He stood up holding the long sword of evil.

Tsukisakimon stood in the distance, "I never kill the weak, but you made me aware of the danger, twice.

Therefore, in my eyes, you are already strong enough to fight with all your strength!"

Wang Han rubbed his chest and forced a smile, "Brother Guizi! I won't pretend anymore. I'm not a strong person. In fact, I'm a loser!"

Tsukisakimon bent down and put one hand on the handle of the sword in a drawing gesture.

The muscles of the cheeks move.

Murderous!

Wang Han felt that the sense of crisis was almost suffocating.

When my mind is racing about how to get out of danger.

Then I saw a black shadow falling from the sky.

Ku Tong plunged into the water with a splash of meters high.

Xiang Feng emerged from the water.

Wang Han stared at Xiang Feng.

"What the hell are you doing down here right now?"

Xiang Feng raised his head and looked above.

"I was pushed down!"

Wang Han couldn't help but glance up.

I cursed in my heart.

He pressed his back against the wall and coughed out a mouthful of blood again.

Xiang Feng climbed up and observed Wang Han's injury.

Took a deep breath.

Xiang Feng turned around and looked at Yuezakimon.

"I'll fight you!"

Wang Han was stunned for a moment.

Xiang Feng looked sideways at Wang Han.

"You are my brother!

You have always protected everyone!

I will protect you today!

Our Zhenlong Pavilion’s red and blue evil spirits are indispensable!”

Wang Han cursed, "Don't be so pretentious! Mr. Bai woke up once before and lay down and he still hasn't recovered yet!"

Xiang Feng breathed out.

He looked at Tsukisakimon calmly.

"I've been beaten since I was a child, and nothing else. My self-repair ability, only you can compete with me! The reason why Bai Lao didn't recover is because he's not good at it!"

Wang Han coughed violently again and spurted a lot of blood.

Xiang Feng turned his head and pointed at Yuezakimon, "How much blood did my brother vomit! You have to pay back ten times!"

Tsukizakimon pressed his sword and said, "I never kill the weak!"

Xiang Feng smiled and shook his head, "Weak?"

One hand was slowly raised.

The big handprint was on the chest.

A terrifying aura suddenly awakened from his body.

A breathtaking light burst out from Xiang Feng's eyes.

"The Ninth Power God!
Chapter completed!