Ultimate Devouring Evolution

The pursuers from behind had already caught up and blocked Zhang Fan's back path.

And in front is the earl.

No matter how fast Zhang Fan was, it was impossible for him to be faster than the Earl.

Not even entry-level lunges.

No matter how strong he is, it is impossible for him to challenge the Earl at a higher level.

Even the entry-level Kaishanquan is not enough.

Seeing so many blood races surrounding him, Ling Xiao grabbed Zhang Fan's hand firmly, obviously panicked.

Zhang Fan glanced at the nearby cliff without any trace.

He was thinking about the feasibility of jumping off a cliff.

The count had already seen through his thoughts, and jokingly said, "Jumping off a cliff? Are you sure your IQ is still online? Jumping off a cliff in front of a blood race that can fly? When you jump into the air, there is nowhere to draw your strength. Let us be a blood race at random. I can catch you even if I fly down. Are you jumping off a cliff?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The blood race around suddenly burst into laughter.

"Kill our blood clan and want to escape? Are you really using our blood clan's territory as a vegetable market?"

"If we don't kill these two guys today, where will we put the face of our blood race?"

"If they really escaped, our territory will also be looked down upon by blood races in other territories."

"So, they must die."

As the blood race spoke, they surrounded Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan's face was as heavy as water, without any expression.

The brain is spinning rapidly, thinking of a way.

However, the itching on his back prevented him from concentrating at all.

At this moment, suddenly, a figure flashed in front of him, and the Marquis had already come in front of him.

As soon as he reached out, he grabbed his shoulder.

Zhang Fan hurriedly wanted to cut with his sword.

But the earl was too fast,

After grabbing his shoulder and throwing it casually, he flew out of the cliff like a thrown stone.

Because Ling Xiao was holding Zhang Fan's hand tightly, he was naturally thrown out of the cliff.

The count jokingly said: "Since you want to jump off the cliff, then I will help you."

The other blood races also flapped their wings one by one, laughing and chasing out of the cliff.

Zhang Fan had nowhere to rely on in the air, so naturally he couldn't resist.

They were not in a hurry to catch Zhang Fan, but chased him and flew down, mocking constantly as they flew.

"This feeling of weightlessness seems to be quite good."

"You said that a human quasi-warrior may not necessarily die if he jumps off a cliff, but what if he is thrown from above?"

"The cliff must be at least seventy or eighty meters long. It's too much for them not to die."

"I just don't know whether the fall will land on the face first or the buttocks first."

At this time, Zhang Fan and Zhang Fan didn't have time to listen to their ridicule.

Ling Xiao kept screaming and clutching Zhang Fan's hand tightly.

But Zhang Fan tried hard to balance his body.

But when they were thrown out, they were constantly spinning, and they are still spinning now, unable to maintain their balance at all.

He could see that the ground below was getting closer at an extremely fast speed.

In two seconds at most, the two of them will be smashed into a pulp.

At this moment, the itching on Zhang Fan's back reached its peak.

It was so itchy that Zhang Fan couldn't help but yelled out, "Ah———"

Accompanied by this cry, the clothes on his back were torn apart with a hiss.

A pair of blood-red wings spread open in an instant.

This is a pair of membranous wings like a vampire, with two hooks on the wings.

With the support of these wings, Zhang Fan quickly glides towards the ground.

When it was less than three meters away from the ground, it turned instantly, almost sticking to the ground, and flew forward.

The other blood races were taken aback for a moment, they didn't expect that this guy would suddenly grow wings.

Then all the blood races chased after Zhang Fan.

At this moment, Zhang Fan didn't have time to think about all this, he firmly grasped Ling Xiao's hand, and at the same time flapped his wings subconsciously.

Wings flutter freely like his arms.

Without any jerky feeling, he quickly flapped his wings and flew forward.

The vampires were all surprised when they saw this scene.

Every blood race, when it first became a blood race, had very jerky control over its wings.

Just like a child learning to walk, it takes a while to become proficient.

But this guy has just given birth to wings, but he is as proficient as he has been flying for decades.

Compared with his flying skills, these vampires seemed a bit jerky.

After being stunned for a moment, the blood races quickly chased towards Zhang Fan one by one.

But after they chased for more than 200 meters, they found that their speed was not as fast as Zhang Fan's, and Zhang Fan gradually opened the distance.

After chasing for more than ten kilometers, the distance between them and Zhang Fan had reached about two kilometers.

This surprised and annoyed the vampires.

They are dignified blood races, but they can't fly a lowly human being?

At the same time, Ling Xiao also looked at Zhang Fan in surprise: "You... have you become a blood race?"

Thinking of Xu An's claws grabbing Zhang Fan's back before, Ling Xiao felt that Zhang Fan must have become a vampire.

Zhang Fan shook his head and said, "Probably not."

If he became a vampire, he should have fangs and claws.

But now it only has the wings of the vampire.

However, Zhang Fan couldn't figure out why the wings were born.

Maybe it was caused by devouring the blood core of the blood race before.

But ready-made is not the time to worry about these things, let's escape first.

However, the development of things often does not depend on people's will.

It didn't take long for Zhang Fan to realize that at some point, the earl flapped his wings and stopped in front of him silently.

Although his flying speed is faster than those viscounts, it is far inferior to the earl.

"Grass!"

Zhang Fan cursed, turned his head and flew to the other side.

But the Count only flapped his wings and appeared on the other side.

There was an expression of interest on his face: "It's not a vampire, but it has wings of a vampire, which is of great research value."

"Study your sister!"

Zhang Fan cursed, grabbed Ling Xiao's shoulder with one hand, turned around and flew to the right.

But the earl stopped in front of Zhang Fan again.

Even after such a delay, other blood races have already flown over one after another, forming an encirclement circle around Zhang Fan.

Ling Xiao became nervous again, holding Zhang Fan's body tightly with both hands, for fear of falling.

Zhang Fan's face was still calm.

But his heart was full of killing intent.

These blood races are really difficult to deal with.

If not, you can only fight to the death.

Just when such thoughts arose in his mind, he felt that all the energy in his body seemed to rush to his back.

Then it poured into his wings from the back.

His wings suddenly glowed blood-red.

Ling Xiao looked at Zhang Fan in surprise, and said, "This is..."

Zhang Fan glanced left and right at his flapping wings, and suddenly remembered the warrior he saw when he came to the wild area.

The genetic weapon condensed by that warrior at that time shimmered.

"Gene Wu!"

Zhang Fan's heart couldn't help beating wildly! ()