Chapter 276

Looking at Sam's full of confidence, and that expression, it was as if he was already a fish belly on his meat board.

Waste couldn't help laughing, but then he sighed gently: "I don't know where you got this confidence."

Then the topic changed, but he asked jokingly, "in other words, are you vampires self righteous guys like you?"

"Die!" Sam had just been read in vain for a while, but he couldn't stand it. With a loud cry, the long sword stabbed into the wasted chest.

The sword drew a brilliance, with the sound of hissing and breaking the air. It was fast and cruel, and it came to the wasted body in an instant.

"Dang!" Wasted Yang shield to block the long sword, but the pupil shrank: "it's really unexpected that the speed is so fast!"

"Hum! There are many things that are beyond your expectation! " Sam smiled grimly and the sword rushed over again.

Vanity is very understatement. He swings away his long sword and laughs contemptuously: "ha, you arrogant guy, I just sprinkled a little sunshine. You are so bright. In other words, do your parents know that you are so arrogant?"

"Die!" Sam was irritated again. His face was red as blood, the sharp teeth between his lips glittered with cold, and the long and narrow sword stabbed directly into the wasted neck.

It has to be said that the ability to waste hatred is indeed very strong. In a few words, Sam has been irritated to the point of burning.

So he sighed with a great sense of achievement: "it's still too young. The Buddha didn't say a few words. He was so angry. Alas, young people today are really too impatient!"

"Wow!" If it weren't for vampires, Sam would really be spitting blood.

Because he is over a hundred years old and has become a young man in the mouth of idleness.

On the contrary, he was only twenty years old, so Sam couldn't bear it.

So the words wasted were like adding fuel to the fire, which made Sam really angry and wanted to tear the waste away immediately.

However, his long sword, facing the wasted shield, really suffered a lot.

As long as the shield is gently moved to a place, it will block his long sword cleanly.

Moreover, his speed advantage can't be brought into play at all.

It's been a long time. Sam is really messy.

His body suddenly stopped, looked at the waste ruthlessly, and said with a loud and ferocious smile: "I have to say, you are very strong!"

"Ha, you don't have to say this. I can tell you myself. Buddha, although I dare not say that I am invincible in the world, I definitely beat all over Nanshan nursing home and Beihai kindergarten. I have never met the super strong opponent!"

Idly seeing him stop, he didn't take the initiative to attack, but looked at him jokingly and joked.

"You're forcing me. The consequences will be terrible!" Sam's face suddenly turned black. Mud horse, quarreling with this guy is definitely going to fall into the wind without discussion.

Because even nursing homes and kindergartens have been pulled out. The lower limit of this guy is definitely a proper and unfathomable rhythm.

So Sam's face is really black, just like Africans.

But it's not as black as Africans.

"Bang..."

Suddenly, the momentum of his whole body soared, and then with a loud noise, a pair of black meat wings grew from behind him.

This pair of meat wings is very much like the wings of a bat, but it is much larger and can only cover Sam's whole body.

"Ha!" The wasted eyes suddenly opened round and looked at it, some of whom couldn't believe it.

And in his mouth, he kept muttering: "mud horse, Buddha, I always thought bird man was just a legend. Unexpectedly, it was true!"

But in a flash, he stroked his chin and made a thoughtful look. Just this expression, he felt a little beaten: "Hey, bird man, you fly one to show me. If you fly well, I have a prize!"

"Pounce..." Sam really couldn't waste his broken thoughts any more, and just spit out a mouthful of blood.

Of course, this mouth of blood is also the price of his forced transformation into a bird man. Cough... Is the price of launching a vampire transformation.

"Wipe! Can you spit blood? " Looking at Sam's blood splashing in vain, he couldn't help shouting in shock: "Mr. bird man, is this blood spitting your own skill to become a bird man?"

"Die!" Sam really didn't dare to let him go on.

Because he was really afraid. If he let the idle talk go on without fighting, he would be dead of anger.

What the goods say is really irritating.

Absolutely not!

Therefore, as soon as he spread his wings, he fiercely rushed to waste.

Looking at him rushing over like this, he suddenly asked, "is this your strongest move? Are you sure there's nothing stronger? Take it out and let me enjoy it? "

The words were faint, and the expression was asking.

But in Sam's eyes, this expression is really a kind of red fruit provocation and humiliation.

Sam was angry: "it's enough to kill you!"

"Well!" Idleness thought, but suddenly put away the shield, but quickly took off a shoe and grabbed it in his hand.

"Since there is no good play for Buddha, you can die!"

Then, he was arrogant and jumped up with a smelly shoe and rushed to Sam.

"Ha... What are you doing?" Sam really felt a little confused. What he thought was that either this guy had lost his mind, or he was really dazzled, or his shoes were a secret weapon.

Secret weapons?

As soon as the name appeared in his mind, he immediately raised his heart.

You must be careful!

But at the moment when he hesitated, the wasted figure seemed to disappear.

The next moment, it appeared in front of him. With a sneer, he slapped the soles of his shoes. The place where he slapped was not the key he wanted to guard against, but his face.

"Pa!"

The soles of the shoes were loud and immediately smoked on his face.

Before Sam could taste it, he felt confused and fell heavily to the ground.

But the waste didn't miss such an opportunity at all. He directly bullied him, rode firmly on him, took the sole of his shoe, and slapped it down.

Sam's face was originally black with anger. At this moment, it was really black and was fanned!

The anger in his heart really doesn't fight at all. What's the playing method of this mud horse?

It's just a bitch fighting move. It's really damaging to the image.

And I was beaten in the face again and again, which is really too oppressive!

Sam was in a mess, but he was still reading: "shit! Buddha has been looking forward to it for a long time. He asked you to do a trick to make me happy. As a result, you turned into a bird man, so there was no following, which disappointed Buddha! "

He was disappointed and started more fiercely: "you bird man, you dare to say such arrogant words to me before, you know? Buddha is very angry, and the consequences are very serious! I'm not afraid to tell you that you've made trouble, made a big deal! "

Sam is a vampire. His physical resistance is absolutely super fierce. As long as he doesn't stab him with those things he fears, his recovery ability is absolutely overbearing.

However, no matter how abnormal the fighting ability is, no matter how overbearing the recovery ability is, it also takes time?

But wasting such a play obviously makes Sam have no time to recover.

In particular, the oppression in his heart really can't be expressed in words.

He wanted to scold, but the soles of his shoes pulled out again and again could not open his mouth at all.

It's his strongest weapon. The two vampire symbols, the tusks, are also slightly loose at the moment.

Mud horse!

Sam has really shed tears.