Chapter: 3910
Although Chen Ning is also very handsome and has a very arrogant temper, Chen Ning's complexion is as rosy as a normal healthy man, which is different from a vampire.
And more importantly, werewolves and vampires have been enemies for thousands of years.
Vampires ridicule werewolves as dogs, dirty and rude.
Werewolves can't understand the so-called gentlemanly temperament of vampires, let alone their arrogance.
If Chen Ning was a vampire, the phantom's keen sense of smell would definitely be able to easily smell the special smell of vampires who have been sucking human blood all year round.
Chen Ning looked at the specter with a suspicious face, and said coldly: "Why do you suspect that I am a vampire? There is nothing worthy of praise for a vampire that kills with one punch."
Vampires are one-hit-kill stuff!
The werewolves at the scene had different expressions.
If they weren't fighting Chen Ning now, they would have laughed heartily when they heard Chen Ning belittle their old enemy, the Blood Race.
But now, they couldn't help laughing.
Although werewolves and vampires have been enemies for thousands of years, they dislike each other, and it is common to kill each other.
But the werewolves also had to admit that the strength of the blood clan was really strong, and their overall strength was even inferior to their werewolves.
After all, vampires are so alive.
Living for hundreds of years is a casual thing, with a long lifespan, there is naturally room for improvement in strength.
Generally under normal circumstances.
An ordinary blood warrior can often withstand three werewolf warriors.
A blood prince can challenge more than three werewolf elders.
In most cases, when a werewolf meets a vampire, it is the party that is dealt with.
At this time, Moying and other werewolves saw that Chen Ning didn't even care about the vampires, so they didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
The phantom stared at Chen Ning condescendingly, and said slowly: "Chen Ning, I have to say, you are the strongest human being I have encountered so far, and Max's combat power is probably not as good as yours."
"Either you die tonight, or I die."
"Get ready to break!"
Chen Ning narrowed his eyes: "Good!"
The phantom took a deep breath, squatted down slightly, and began to gather strength.
As the phantom began to accumulate power, the air around him began to twist instantly, and a destructive aura spread from him, sweeping the audience.
Not only the surrounding humans felt the breath of deadly danger.
Even the werewolves panicked.
Dian Chu reminded the tiger guards around him: "This guy is going to do his best, everyone back as far as possible, be careful."
George and his men were all trembling.
The werewolf warriors shrank their hands and feet, like dogs before a natural disaster, whimpering tremblingly with their tails between their legs. JrNovels.com
And more importantly, werewolves and vampires have been enemies for thousands of years.
Vampires ridicule werewolves as dogs, dirty and rude.
Werewolves can't understand the so-called gentlemanly temperament of vampires, let alone their arrogance.
If Chen Ning was a vampire, the phantom's keen sense of smell would definitely be able to easily smell the special smell of vampires who have been sucking human blood all year round.
Chen Ning looked at the specter with a suspicious face, and said coldly: "Why do you suspect that I am a vampire? There is nothing worthy of praise for a vampire that kills with one punch."
Vampires are one-hit-kill stuff!
The werewolves at the scene had different expressions.
If they weren't fighting Chen Ning now, they would have laughed heartily when they heard Chen Ning belittle their old enemy, the Blood Race.
But now, they couldn't help laughing.
Although werewolves and vampires have been enemies for thousands of years, they dislike each other, and it is common to kill each other.
But the werewolves also had to admit that the strength of the blood clan was really strong, and their overall strength was even inferior to their werewolves.
After all, vampires are so alive.
Living for hundreds of years is a casual thing, with a long lifespan, there is naturally room for improvement in strength.
Generally under normal circumstances.
An ordinary blood warrior can often withstand three werewolf warriors.
A blood prince can challenge more than three werewolf elders.
In most cases, when a werewolf meets a vampire, it is the party that is dealt with.
At this time, Moying and other werewolves saw that Chen Ning didn't even care about the vampires, so they didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
The phantom stared at Chen Ning condescendingly, and said slowly: "Chen Ning, I have to say, you are the strongest human being I have encountered so far, and Max's combat power is probably not as good as yours."
"Either you die tonight, or I die."
"Get ready to break!"
Chen Ning narrowed his eyes: "Good!"
The phantom took a deep breath, squatted down slightly, and began to gather strength.
As the phantom began to accumulate power, the air around him began to twist instantly, and a destructive aura spread from him, sweeping the audience.
Not only the surrounding humans felt the breath of deadly danger.
Even the werewolves panicked.
Dian Chu reminded the tiger guards around him: "This guy is going to do his best, everyone back as far as possible, be careful."
George and his men were all trembling.
The werewolf warriors shrank their hands and feet, like dogs before a natural disaster, whimpering tremblingly with their tails between their legs. JrNovels.com
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