American comics: Kill people and you become stronger

The brilliant golden light beams entwining the sky with thunder and lightning gradually dimmed and dispersed.

The world has returned to the dark hour.

Except for the rolling thunder in the sky, everything became calm. The strong wind dissipated. Whistler climbed up from the ground with difficulty, staggered to the front of the blade with a heavy foot, and saw that there was almost no piece of blade on his body. The miserable appearance of the good meat made him feel unbearable in his heart.

Even if the child he brought up since childhood is not his biological son, he has been with him for so long, and he regards the other person as his closest relative in his heart.

Seeing the weak and miserable scene of Dao Feng, how could he not feel distressed.

But Whistler has always been a grumpy character who has a bad temper and a sharp tongue. He stretched out his hand and pulled out a sharp short knife from his leg strap. He cut the branch with force through the blade and said at the same time:"I have forgotten the last time you boasted about yourself." When did you, Dao Feng, still want me to be laid off?"

"Look at you, it's nothing like what you brag about."

"You still need me, an old guy, to do these things for you. I don’t want to hear the news that you are dead after I retire."

"Don't expect me to put up a tombstone for you."

"Ha, I never thought I'd be able to get into a fight of this level, look at that place, they could kill me with just one finger."Although Blade is still weak, he still defends himself.

He never thought that he was bragging. He was supposed to be the best vampire hunter in the world. He is still the same now.

As for the Asian boy, he should not be classified as human. , he is a monster, a monster in human skin

"We all have that boy to thank, Blade."Whistler sawed off the branch, with the blade of the blade inserted into the broken branch, and slowly stood up straight.

"I'm more concerned about whether he killed the blood god"

"He is dead."

As soon as Dao Feng finished speaking, another unfamiliar voice came over, making the two of them tense up involuntarily. They subconsciously turned around and saw the Asian boy standing there a few hundred meters away.

Hands Holding the cross sword, the black coat and trousers on his body were not damaged by the battle, as if they were brand new.

He walked towards them leisurely, with a smile on his face, and the strong aura on his body had not dissipated. They didn't know if it was an illusion, but Blade and Whistler felt that the boy's aura was more terrifying than what he had shown before.

He was approaching from a few hundred meters away. Although he didn't make any aggressive moves, it still made them feel a heavy pressure..

As if they were carrying a mountain on their backs, their expressions became solemn, and Whistler stepped forward to stand in front of the blade, facing the approaching Bi Xiao and said in a deep voice:"The blade is not the vampire you have seen."

"He is full of kindness in his heart, and he destroys those vampire bastards for the sake of mankind."

"He is not your target, sir."

At this time, Whistler also restrained his violent temper. If he were a young kid before, he would only call him boy.

Now his words are full of sincerity and humility, and even a hint of prayer.

He feels that the person opposite him The scary boy, the Son of God, had his new hunting target on Blade. He didn't want this to happen. Bi Xiao didn't hesitate because of the old man's words. He still walked towards the old man and Blade in a hurry , gritting his teeth.

The hand of the dagger kept exerting force, and even lost its color due to the excessive force.

The blade gently pushed the old man away, and stood in front of the old man. He still looked at Bi Xiao with his indifferent face, his face was full of calm, as if he was facing him. Death also accepted it gladly, perhaps he thought this was his fate.

Whistler trembled in his heart, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

Bixiao walked up to the blade, only one meter away. He tilted his head and looked at the blade. Then he looked at the old man behind him and suddenly laughed:"What an interesting combination, I also envy the relationship between you."

This sudden development surprised Dao Feng and the old man.

How could this boy be so kind?

This was completely different from their previous impressions of him and the senses they had when they watched the battle with the Blood God. Now Bi Xiao is... Like a cheerful big boy

"Scared you?"

Bishao laughed with a bad taste.

Seeing the boy's appearance, Whistler breathed a sigh of relief, and then secretly cursed the boy's joke.

"This is not funny at all. I almost had a heart attack as an old man because of this joke, sir."

Whistler said angrily, emphasizing the word sir with an emphasis on the tone. The meaning is self-evident. You are a brat with a bad personality.

Bishop didn't take it seriously. He held the cross sword and tilted his head to look at it. Whistler was lame on one leg and bleeding from his forehead

"I think you won’t be able to hold on if you go to the hospital in your current state."

"So to make up for my joke"With that said, Bi Xiao stretched out his left hand and pointed it at Whistler. In the surprised gazes of the two people, a golden energy beam that was not dazzling or even gentle penetrated into Whistler's chest.

Whistler didn't understand why, but he suddenly felt a warmth coming from his body. He could clearly feel that his broken bones were automatically repairing, and the scars on his forehead, as well as the old and new wounds on his body, were beginning to appear. He healed himself under that inexplicable power.

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