When Tian Lang's claws were about to strike Dracula Feis's head, he couldn't stay calm any longer and angrily yelled, "Nierdorfsky, you damn lunatic!"
"Oh, no..."
"Nierdorfsky, get your filthy claws off me."
Tian Lang and Dracula Feis started grappling. Seeing that Tian Lang was gradually falling behind, Yan Rufeng immediately infused him with a surge of Spiritual Energy.
Tian Lang shivered, then raised his head and howled.
"Awooo... awooo..."
Hovering in mid-air, Tian Lang instantly felt his entire body brim with power. He glared fiercely at Dracula Feis, baring his teeth and growling, his claws slicing through the air, and in the next moment, like a bullet, he pounced on Dracula Feis with a swoosh.
"Oh no, damn you, Nierdorfsky, you've messed up my hair! I'm going to fight you to the death..."
Minutes later, Dracula Feis's movements had noticeably slowed. Facing the still crazed Tian Lang, he lost his will to fight and tried to escape by turning into a mist of blood.
