An Qi trembled, and Qin Shaojie suddenly understood.
It seems that An Qi said when she pretended to be a bartender that her name was Dou Dou. And the woman in front of her was named Dou Ruomei, so...
Qin Shaojie suddenly understood that Dou Ruomei was probably An Qi's mother.
So, it’s self-evident who that Lancaster Andre is, the decisive one is Angel’s dead vampire father.
Oh my god, this is so bloody! Qin Shaojie sighed in his heart.
"Stop thinking about it," Qin Shaojie said. "Dracula's stuff is just a legend. Just keep that brand as a collection."
"Legend? Haha, then I will turn this legend into reality." Dou Ruomei said, changing.
"Don't even think about it. Just pretend I don't exist." As soon as Qin Shaojie finished speaking, the wings of the God of Thunder unfolded from behind. In order to protect An Qi who was sitting on the ground, Qin Shaojie also summoned the Tiger Soul Sword to form a demon-controlling sword formation surrounding An Qi.
Around Qi, he flapped his wings and rushed towards Dou Ruomei.
"You are looking for death. Rakshasa Palm." Dou Ruomei said sternly, and shot out a black mist with one palm, heading straight for Qin Shaojie.
Although it is mist, it is as fast as lightning, and its power cannot be underestimated. If Qin Shaojie is hit, he will be disabled or disabled.
"The human sword merges into one, the sword energy of heaven and earth." Qin Shaojie flapped his wings and flew high, his body spinning at high speed. In an instant, several iron feathers on the wings of the Thunder God flew out, and the iron feathers originally had purple electric light.
At this moment, the roots were shining with dazzling golden light, rushing towards the black mist. This was exactly the effect after Qin Shaojie understood the realm of the unity of man and sword in Xuanyuan Jue.
The so-called integration of man and sword means that the current Qin Shaojie, from head to toe, or the Thunder God's wings on his back, are all sharp swords drawn out of their sheaths. Their lethality cannot be underestimated. To put it clearly, he is the sword.
, the sword is him.
The shining golden iron feather collided with the black mist, and there was a sudden "boom" sound, and the burst of golden light illuminated the tomb that was half a football field as big as daylight.
"Xuanyuan Jue?" Dou Ruomei, who was hidden behind the black mist, was stunned when she saw that her Rakshasa palm was broken open by Qin Shaojie. She did not expect that Xuanyuan Jue, a human-sword fusion realm, would be so overbearing and could break through her.
Rakshasa palm with 50% power.
"A very knowledgeable person is Xuanyuan Jue." Qin Shaojie said proudly.
Daluo Jinxian? Nonsense, he was suppressed by the young master’s Xuanyuan Jue.
"Crazy." Dou Ruomei snorted coldly.
"I only used 50% of my strength."
"What? Only 50%?" Qin Shaojie was no longer calm this time, and all his pride was instantly wiped out.
Damn it, I almost used all my strength to break someone's palm with 50% of my strength, but I still wanted to let him live. Qin Shaojie suddenly felt helpless.
"I'll just play with you and see what else you can do." Dou Ruomei seemed to be interested in Qin Shaojie. (Why does this word feel a bit evil?) "Silver Ice Pick." Dou Ruomei jumped up high, Qin Shaojie
Only then did he notice that she was wearing a long black dress. It was surrounded by ribbons and had long water sleeves, giving people a light and ethereal feeling. But Qin Shaojie felt a little light and ethereal.
There's just tremendous pressure.
Dou Ruomei shouted, and her seemingly soft and boneless hands quickly moved, and silver-white ice picks as big as baseball bats flew out from the five fingers, heading straight for Qin Shaojie.
Grandma, at such a fast speed, how much mana did you use this time?
Without any time to think, the Thunder God's Wings quickly reversed forward, circled twice, and tightly wrapped Qin Shaojie into a large silkworm chrysalis. The iron feather that had just been shot out also turned in another direction, chasing the ice pick.
Go and try to destroy the ice pick.
Qin Shaojie was wrapped in the wings of the God of Thunder and could not see what was going on outside, but he could hear the loud sound of the ice pick and the iron feather colliding together.
"Bang" just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt a huge impact from the Thunder God's wings. Before Qin Shaojie could react, he had already flown backwards.
"boom"
There was another loud noise, and Qin Shaojie's whole body was embedded in the wall.
"Plop!" Then it fell out of the wall again. The wings of the God of Thunder had also returned to the back.
It was so powerful, Qin Shaojie was shocked.
Although Tie Yu was dealing with the ice cone, he was still hit by the ice cone. Feeling the power from the Thunder God's Wings that almost penetrated the defense, Qin Shaojie felt that the opponent must have used more than 50% of his mana this time.
.Otherwise, you won’t get hurt.
"Cough" just as he was thinking about it, Qin Shaojie felt as if his internal organs had been displaced. Then his throat felt sweet and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
Damn, they say one drop of semen equals ten drops of blood. The blood I vomited tonight is enough to produce a lot of semen. Even if I go to the hospital to donate, how many mothers-in-law will I have to give birth to?
I have to say that Qin Shaojie's heart is big enough to have such evil thoughts at this time.
"It seems that your so-called successor of Tiandan is nothing more than this." Dou Ruomei said disdainfully.
"You only know how to defend, but don't know how to attack. If you don't take action, your life will be gone."
Qin Shaojie cursed in his heart. Note, he was cursing in his heart. After all, the other party was An Qi's mother. Even if she was dissatisfied, she couldn't curse her in front of her, right? She had a grudge with An Qi's father, not with An Qi.
An Qi has a grudge.
Don’t you want to fight back? Damn, you have to have a chance to fight back. Your ice pick is so fast, and you are a Daluo Jinxian level person. I can still parry with 50% strength, but your move is obviously not 50% strength. I don’t want to think about it.
Save your life or fight back? You are no longer a fool.
"Silver Ice Pick." Dou Ruomei shouted again, and then the ice pick flew out from his fingers. This time, it was obviously stronger than the last time.
You use ice and I use fire to bake you.
Qin Shaojie gritted his teeth and covered himself with the Thunder God's Wings in a semi-defensive state. At the same time, he used both palms to shoot out two three-flavored true fire talismans. In an instant, a fire wall several meters high was formed in front of Qin Shaojie.
The sound of "chichi" came. Qin Shaojie secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, in less than a second, he realized that he had thought wrong.
Sanwei Zhenhuo only plays a buffering role.
After all, Dou Ruomei is at the level of Daluo Jinxian. When the ice cone encountered the three-flavored real fire, it was only hindered for a moment and passed through the fire wall, hitting the Thunder God's wings again.
"Bang-----Boom" Qin Shaojie flew backwards again. He smashed into the wall and did not fall out for a long time.
Dou Ruomei also took the opportunity to pass through the wall of fire, picked up the sign Qin Shaojie dropped from the ground, and quickly put it into the hole under the seven murals.
Qin Shaojie struggled out from the wall with all his strength, but was seriously injured, and all his energy and blood were surging. He glanced at An Qi, who was still sitting on the ground in a daze, and then glanced at Dou Ruomei unwillingly. His vision went dark, and he fainted.