Chapter 120： Since its all here, lets just get beaten up before leaving! (1/2)

This brawny Russian man, named Maxim, was a man who grew up on the extreme ice of Siberia. His temperament was extremely violent, and he was also a warrior of the gods in the Tibetan realm who was known for his strength!

The Russians, known as the fighting nation, have always had only one rule of life.

That is... as long as you provoke me, then I will blow your head! !

"There is no benefit to doing it here, do you want to be an enemy of our blood?!"

Roderick took a step back subconsciously and asked in a deep voice.

"For the enemy? Just the sickly ghost appearance of your blood clan is also worthy to threaten Lao Tzu?!"

Maxim was instantly angry. He stepped on his right foot in the air, and his figure was like a missile, flying out of the air at an explosive speed, and instantly slammed in front of Roderick!

A fist the size of a bowl, forcibly smashed towards the latter's door!

"Peng!!"

Roderick couldn't avoid it, and his head was directly exploded into a cloud of blood!

Fortunately, for their vampires, their head... is not the point!

Facing the pressing Maxime, Roderick's figure quickly retreated, and the blood pouring from his neck once again condensed into a brand new head!

I saw Roderick staring at Maxim, almost gritted his teeth and said: "You...damn it!!"

However, before he could finish speaking, Maxim in front of him once again rushed up like a beast: "I want to see, your head, how many times can he recover!"

Under this circumstance, Roderick did not dare to confront him head-on. He gritted his teeth and opened a pair of bat wings directly behind him. With the advantage of speed, he frantically dodged Maxim's attack!

However, the only thing Roderick missed was that there were so many people around, there was more than one Divine Tibetan realm warrior who wanted him to die!

Suddenly, all the warriors above the Holy Venerable Realm all swarmed up and deployed their respective methods. In just one minute, Roderick's body was blown to the ground by twenty or thirty. Second-rate!

Although he can be reborn with the help of blood mist, it also consumes power!

After being blown up so many times, Roderick's breath began to quickly become weak.

"No... if this goes on... it will really die!"

"You have to think of a way, anyway...you have to hold on until the blood ancestors come over!"

Roderick gritted his teeth and spit out a big mouthful of scarlet blood!

In the next second, this mass of blood quickly condensed into a strange magic circle under him!

Then, a **** light suddenly appeared!

Roderick's figure disappeared in place!

Those warriors who were chasing him were taken aback for a moment, and then reacted instantly.

This guy, at the expense of his own blood, launched the blood clan secret technique!

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"Finally escaped..."

Roderick breathed a sigh of relief.

After the blood escape technique was launched, his figure instantly teleported nearly 10,000 meters away!

Even the warrior of the gods, it is impossible to catch up with him in such a short period of time!

As a strong blood clan, this is the first time he has encountered such a brutal siege!

The essence and blood in the body, let alone a loss of 70%!