After Signing in for Fifty Years, I Became a Blood Clan Boss

　　Drops of sweat the size of a bean had oozing out on his forehead.

　　Although the super power of "Necrostorm" is extremely terrifying, one person can form an army, but the consumption of mental power is too severe.

　　When he becomes a marquis, he can use it unlimitedly, and he can summon millions of evil spirits and lions with a wave of his hand!

　　sizzle-

　　Suddenly, Marston heard a strange sound.

　　And also smelled a very unpleasant smell of burnt odor.

　　It was as if the pestle was put into the ant's nest with a torch, and it burned violently, and it was like a hot oil pan frying stinky tofu...

　　He looked up and was stunned.

　　A little red light lit up from the center of the army of evil spirits, and then expanded rapidly, like a dazzling sun.

　　Where the light passed, all the evil spirits screamed and vanished.

　　"Boom!"

　　A yang to just aura soared into the sky.

　　In an instant, the army of evil spirits was swept away, and thousands of evil spirits turned into nothingness.

　　A figure radiating red-gold dazzling light slowly walked out, wrapped in golden flames like a snake, like a sun god.

　　"See... hell!"

　　Marston could feel the scorching sun's essence hitting his face.

　　He suddenly doubted life!

　　Can a blood clan with extremely negative and soft attributes be transformed into the form of the most masculine and rigid?

　　Are you really a vampire? .

Chapter 17

　　Fang Qingyan has now transformed into the supreme yang form.

　　"The Secret Technique of Sun-walking Blood Race Transformation" allows him to have both yin and yang attributes at the same time, and can switch between the two at will, transforming qi and blood into the ultimate yin or the ultimate yang, completely at will.

　　He is the first vampire in the world who is not afraid of the sun.

　　Other blood races can only enjoy the nourishment of the moonlight, and they will be wiped out as soon as they are illuminated by the sun, but Fang Qingyan can even absorb the energy of the sun.

　　Not to mention the Earl of Marston, even if his Marquis father came, he would have to doubt his life.

　　"You... how did you do it?"

　　Earl Marston's vocal cords began to tremble.

　　It was the scene in front of him that subverted his three views!

　　As he moved back, he roared: "Tell me, as a blood race, why do you have the favor of the sun?"

　　No vampire is unfamiliar, disgusted, or afraid of the sun's breath.

　　However, a strange thing appeared in front of him.

　　Earl Marston could clearly feel the radiant energy of the sun coming from Fang Qingyan's body.

　　...he felt fear like never before!

　　Da Da Da~

　　Fang Qingyan's footsteps sounded one after another, his eyes were cold: "If you can't do it, it doesn't mean that others can't do it."

　　He had already put away the scythe of death.

　　The power of the sun also has great lethality to the magic weapon. The magic weapon itself is forged with the body material of the blood race, and it will melt in the sun.

　　However, Marston almost vomited blood when he heard his words.

　　What is "what you can't do doesn't mean others can't do it"?

　　Is this tm the problem that I can't do it?

　　The entire blood race of Nikolai, you did it, you are an outlier!

　　"Okay, I know that you have no other means and cards."

　　Fang Qingyan raised his chin slightly, his handsome face and neck showed a graceful arc, and his voice was flat, "If there is no last word, I will send you to see the ancestor of Lilith."

　　"damn it!"

　　Marston looked ferocious, and wanted to summon the undead army again and fight to the death.

　　But trembling legs told him not to.

　　call out--

　　He turned around directly, his body flew up, and he flew away. The super power of flying is very common among blood clans.

　　It escaped! ! !

　　Fang Qingyan sneered, and even the royal family and aristocrats, they also cowardly packaged one.

　　His body instantly disappeared in place, and his speed broke through the sound barrier.

　　Marston wants to escape back to the headquarters of the Bruch clan, where there are strong people who will protect him.

　　……

　　"It's over, I just used my super power to consume too much mental power."

　　Earl Marston's face was pale and his eyes were flustered.

　　Because Fang Qingyan is much faster than him!

　　three minutes later.

　　A scream resounded through the sky!

　　Marston's mental strength was exhausted, and Fang Qingyan caught up with him, punching his chest through the air.

　　sizzle-

　　The power of the supreme sun raged in his body, and wherever he passed, his skin was scorched black and mushy.

　　The powerful recovery and self-healing ability of the blood clan could not even take effect, and the qi and blood of the extreme yin attribute would disintegrate colorfully when it encountered the power of the most yang.

　　This is no longer a power repression.

　　This is professional restraint! ! !

　　"boom!"

　　A loud bang.

　　Earl Marston was shot down, slammed into the ground from the sky.

　　Smashed out a human-shaped pit.

　　A moment later, a half-scorched hand stretched out from the edge of the pit tremblingly, and Marston crawled out in a state of embarrassment and weakness, looking extremely miserable, like a candle in the wind.

　　As soon as he climbed to the ground, he found a pair of feet ten centimeters in front of his eyes... Fang Qingyan stood in front of him with his hands on his back and expressionless.

　　"Woo~"

　　Marston burst into tears at once, with tears streaming down his face.

　　He immediately knelt down and kowtowed, and his forehead hit the floor with a "bump" sound.

　　"Don't...don't kill me, please let me go." He begged without dignity, "I can give you anything you want, money, beauty, rights, status...as long as you let go I, everything I have is yours!"

　　Fang Qingyan was silent for two seconds, and then showed a playful smile:

　　"You're so intemperate, are all the royals as hypocritical as you are, or are you one of the few shameful members of the royal family?"

　　"You should not be called the royal family, but the 'Royal Kneeling Family', the family kneeling on the ground!"

　　cruelty and devastation to the weak;

　　Give knees and dignity to the strong;

　　If the old butler Albert was still alive, he would definitely spit a thick phlegm on the ground "hetui"...

　　The corners of Marston's mouth twitched. He was so humiliated by Fang Qingyan but did not dare to attack. His eyes were hopeful and full of prayer: "Can you not kill me?"

　　Fang Qingyan shook his head: "Unfortunately, it was possible originally, but now I can't. If I don't kill you, I can't continue to live a quiet and low-key life. I can only trouble you to die."

　　If someone else begged like this, he might be moved by pity.

　　But a brutal and wicked man like Marston will never be able to redeem himself.

　　Let him go today, and tomorrow he will be able to bring his marquis father back to take revenge.

　　"Woooo~ why don't you let me go...then...then let's die together!!!"

　　Marston, who was crying, suddenly roared, and his broken body burst out with amazing power.

　　He suddenly made a sneak attack and hit Fang Qingyan's head directly. This was a blow that condensed his whole body!

　　boom!

　　Fang Qingyan easily squeezed his right fist with his left hand, his expression indifferent and his eyes cold.

　　Then the right fist was slammed out with the red-golden power of the sun, only to hear "Boom", Marston's head was blown up.

　　The headless corpse slammed down.

　　The mighty Earl just fell.

　　"Why bother? I just want to practice in a low-key way, you have to mess with me."

　　Fang Qingyan shook his head and glanced at Marston's body.

　　The body rises into the air, and goes away.

　　Hello.

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