"do proud blood clans just lie down and dare not get up?" Deng Xiao stops at a distance of three meters from dekula IV. every step forward, Deng Xiao's momentum increases. Dekula, who is healing, frowns at Deng Xiao. As a powerful count of blood, he has never thought of falling to such a level.

"dekula, stand up and exert all your strength." Deng Xiao suddenly roared, the strong real Qi spouted out of his mouth, and the ice and snow on the ground were all torn apart and flying everywhere, "ah..." Dracula's ears, mouth, nose and eyes began to bleed.

"you So strong... " Dekula has lost his temper...