No one reacted, they were all stunned.

"You-" Nekra was still in shock, but realized that Thales was shouting to him.

Wild—wild dog?

The red viper's expression changed from confusion to surprise, and finally to shame and anger.

"What did you say - damn little bastard!"

A blood bottle gang member stabbed his colleague next to him and made a "something is not good" expression.

The handsome Eastlund reacted, his expression became very colorful, twitching and trembling, and he looked embarrassed.

This kid is so good at acting - could he be a character in the drama of Mingye Temple?

Nekra clenched his fists, and he felt the subordinates around him exchange glances with each other - their boss was humiliated in front of a child under the command of a vampire!

This bastard!

How - how dare - even the blood magician, who is known for his cruelty and cruelty, has never insulted him like this to his face!

Anger spread into Nekra's brain, and he stared at Istrom fiercely, as if he wanted to dig a piece of flesh out of his face!

In Nekra's opinion, he fulfilled his duty and inquired about the progress of the mission on behalf of the Duke.

However, what did that pretty boy do?

This damn vampire turned around and spoke, signaling to his little follower.

Then, the little bastard took a step forward with understanding.

Tell Nekra to "get away, you despicable wild dog" with that look of wanting to be beaten?

As for the vampire, after listening to that little bastard's words, the expression on his face was simply a happy smile.

Enjoying insulting him!

Threatened by the big green skin, rejected by the tricolor iris, forced by the damn vampire, and then by this little bastard in front of me——

Thales looked at the gradually changing expression of the leader of the Blood Bottle Gang in front of him, and when he was still considering whether to add more ingredients, he saw a blur in front of his eyes!

With lightning speed and skill, Red Viper grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him up on the spot!

Thales immediately felt short of breath.

This isn't the first time he's been choked!

Thales held his face and, like last time, reached out to grab the strangler's right hand, but this time, he only felt that he had caught a piece of steel-like skin!

Nekra's old stubble enlarged in front of his eyes, and his ferocious expression trembled as his mouth opened and closed.

The red viper stared at the vampire opposite.

"Babyface! Your little pet——"

But before he could finish speaking, a hand knife suddenly appeared in front of him!

Nekra had to let go of his hand and retreat instantly!

"Boom!"

The two stood still.

With a gloomy look on his face, Nekra held back the extremely fast hand knife that Istrom had struck at his head from the side!

"Since you know it's my pet, don't move around," the blond Eastlund said with disgust: "Short-born!"

Thales fell to the ground out of thin air and began to cough habitually(?).

He secretly vowed not to let anyone choke him again.

It felt so painful.

The surrounding Blood Bottle Gang members became nervous, and many of them pressed the weapons on their waists with unkind expressions!

"Babyface," Nekra's face was expressionless at this time, but Thales could also feel his gloomy mood, which was slowly rising. He saw the red viper letting go of the blood clan's hand, and slowly, word for word.

:

"You try it and say that title again?"

This short-lived creature, not very fast, with good fighting instincts and experience, actually grabbed my right hand.

To deal with such a person, even if I can suppress him in terms of speed, I must be more cautious. I can't tell that he is already a master close to the extreme level - Eastlen's heart sank, thinking about the next move.

How to take action.

"What's the matter with that unhappy expression?" Eastlund's eyes sharpened: "Did I say something wrong? You -"

The next second, the blond noble suddenly shouted angrily:

"——Short-growing species!"

The words were not spoken yet.

Nekra's fist and Istrom's palm met in the air.

In Thales' eyes, the world seemed to have stopped at the moment when the fists and palms met.

But the next moment, the sound and the air seemed to have a visible ripple at the same time.

"bump!"

When time seemed to flow again, the strong wind caused by the fight between the two suddenly struck, blowing across Thales' face, forcing him to close his eyes!

"Boom! Peng!"

Two more gusts of wind blew by, and Thales rolled over with his eyes closed, moving back a few meters to avoid the strong wind around Istrom and Nekra!

"You're going to use this speed?" The blond vampire laughed strangely and dodged again!

Nekra, knowing that he was not fast enough, gritted his teeth and punched out!

I saw Eastlen's figure changing from one freeze frame to the next like a ghost.

Nekra's figure is like a continuous mechanical wheel, running at high speed and becoming more powerful.

Both sides looked enthusiastic, and they exchanged six marks in an instant!

The strong wind brought by the fist palm made the surrounding Blood Bottle Gang members have to raise their arms to cover themselves, unable to intervene!

Thales thought of the battle between Yara and Rolf during extreme movement, but at that time it was a battle of speed and dexterity, while the opponent in front of him was more like a decisive battle of explosion and strength.

Eastlund's figure flashed back a step, while Nekra's left foot dragged back a step, staring at each other fiercely.

No! Why does this short-lived member of the gang move faster and faster? In the end, he actually keeps up with my speed? This is the frowning Eastlen.

Humph! What a slippery vampire, the next move will make you lie down! This is the ferocious-looking Nekra.

Both sides looked solemn at this moment, feeling the difficulty and resilience of their opponents.

The next fight came without warning.

"vampire!"

Nekra roared angrily, his red coat falling to the ground, his body turning evenly, and as the blood vessels in his right arm expanded, he sent a right fist that was equally as powerful and swift as the vampire's chest.

"Short-growing species."

Eastlund spat disdainfully, and then his fangs opened in anger, and blood mist appeared all over his body. His figure flashed between reality and reality, and the fingers of his right hand turned into visible sharp claws. He opened his whole palm, cut through the air, and grabbed Nekra.

throat.

Thales' heart trembled, and he imitated the actions of the blood bottle gang around him, and quickly raised his arms in front of him, preparing to face the next, possibly the most powerful wind in the fight.

The charged blows from both sides intersected in the air!

Thales closed his eyes tightly.

But the expected strong wind and loud noise did not come!

"Since we've said hello," an old voice said slowly, "Let's break up."

Thales slowly opened his eyes.

I saw that Eastlen's sharp claws and Nekra's heavy punch were all caught in the hands of an old noble man who suddenly appeared in the field and had a face as pale and gloomy as a death.

The previous strength and energy seemed to dissipate silently and silently in the old man's palm.

Isn't this right? Even if it withstands the fight between the two people - there should be a buffer and inertia, right? How can such a degree of interlocking forces be silent?

Thales thought in horror.

The old man turned his head and neck from left to right and looked at the two of them respectively. I saw that Istrom's expression was one of reluctance, while Nekra's expression was one of fear and surprise.

Extreme Realm, Red Viper thought silently in his heart, and he is a master in the Extreme Realm! This is the strength that can only be possessed by vampire earls and even marquis-level vampires! Such a person, even among the "upper six branches" of the vampires in the Feast Leader, is

not much!

The old man showed an ugly smile and let go of his hand instantly. The two fighting men took a step back without any reminder.

"Mr. Nekra, there is no need to compete with young people, please just leave." His dry lips opened and closed like a puppet.

Nekra looked at the subordinates around him and saw that their faces were full of fear and nervousness.
To be continued...