The original ordinary bone chain instantly turned into the sharpest weapon, piercing straight up, instantly penetrating the vampire's tough skin.

"ah--"

Amid the shrill cry of pain, blood gushed from the wound.

The blood clans who had disagreed with it had wide eyes in disbelief and could not react at all.

The heroine didn't give them a chance to breathe.

The lightning was shining and her fingertips moved.

The scattered thin chains shone hard, and this time, several vampires were directly split.

The sound of cutting flesh that makes people sour teeth sounded, and the auction hall was immediately dyed into a blood-colored Shura field.

The vampires and hunters present couldn't help but retreat.

Yan Wu bent her lips, her smile was so bright that she was not gloomy.

"Why don't you get on?" she said calmly, and her eyes swept to the hunters.

The dull hunters were shocked, and their consciousness had not yet fully reacted, but they rushed up obediently and even attacked according to their combat instinct.

"Bang--" Silver bullet shot.

All kinds of superpowers are activated at the same time.

But in a moment, the attack net of the hunters was completely opened, pressing against the blood clans who had not yet come back to their senses.

In the rain of bullets, the seemingly weak girl rushed to the front.

Under his command, the thin blood-colored chains were intertwined like spider silk, weaving the auction hall into a scarlet space.

The beautiful "silk thread" strangled and accurately bypassed the hunters, chasing and harvesting the lives of the blood clans.

In the blink of an eye, several vampires with poor strength screamed and smashed them all.

“…take her!”

With his powerful nerves, Alan's pupils shrank and said in a daze.

The remaining blood clan guards on the field immediately followed the orders to counterattack.

The cut wound on his chest contracted violently, and in a few breaths, it had healed rapidly.

This is the ability of the higher blood clan!

"Ai, Alan..." Luo Jingjing, who was protected by him, looked at the wriggling flesh in front of her, but her stomach surging.

Alan, who noticed her movements, hurriedly cared for her.

"Queen, you..."

Before he finished speaking, the girl god who had been paying attention to the "lucky girl" side blinked.

A thin blood-colored chain suddenly hit and once again cut through his newly healed wound.

Allen felt pain and his subconscious was relaxed.

Luo Jingjing, who was held in her arms, suddenly fell down and hit the cold round platform heavily.

"Queen!" Allen wanted to come forward and help her anxiously, but accidentally met a few silver bullets shot from the air.

As a last resort, he could only condense an invisible protective cover and wrap her in it.

Then, the chief guard of the blood clan stood in front of Luo Jingjing and looked at the girl who was wandering in the battle circle below the stage, with fear in his eyes as murderous intent.

This kind of strength, a level hunter...?

So what?

He sneered, raised his head, let out a loud whistle, and made the strongest attack!

However……

A few moments later, those who fell all over the ground were almost all blood clans.

Only the royal guards were supported and fought back under the leadership of Allen.

The main element of this situation is the treacherous girl hunter.

At this time, she was covered in wounds, and her pure black cloak became a wet cloth with blood. As her movements were constantly scarlet.

But even so, she still did not fall down.

It's like a combat machine that will never stop.

How is this... possible?

Seeing this, the remaining blood clans became more and more frightened.

As royal guards, their strength is naturally an upper-level existence within vampires.

Although he may be a rank hunter, it is logical that Alan, who is the commander of the guard, can only attack him.

But now, due to her bizarre combat skills, they cannot directly solve her.

What's even more difficult is that its superpowers seem to have never been consumed?

Also, during the confrontation, there is always a strange sense of suppression lingering, just like...

Facing a higher level of blood clan elder...

"Do you have the spiritual marks of the elders of my tribe?" Palpitations kept stacking, and Alan asked in a daze.
Chapter completed!