"How is this possible?!"
Behind him, Count Anthony's face instantly turned solemn.
On the body of Anthony the First, numerous fist marks of various sizes had appeared.
"Cough, cough!"
"I admit, I underestimated you!"
Anthony the First coughed once, straightened up, and the punch marks on his body began to slowly fade away.
After all, as a Great Grandmaster, his self-healing ability was naturally impressive.
Chen Feng remained silent. He didn't believe that was all Anthony the First was capable of.
Anyone who had cultivated to become a Great Grandmaster surely had some tricks up their sleeve.
Indeed, a pair of fleshy wings began to slowly grow out of Anthony the First's back!
"Let me show you what a real vampire is like!"
Anthony the First raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, and his fangs had grown even longer. The fleshy wings behind him fluttered as he flew towards Chen Feng.
This time, Anthony the First was much faster, and Chen Feng could barely keep up.
Whoosh!
