The strong man of national art in the United States

Chapter 102 Meeting
Wesley slammed the sharp sword tightly in his hand, and the tough spine of the sword hit Old Neil's sharp claws, disrupting his attack in an instant.Immediately afterwards, the sharp sword quickly moved upwards, forming a white line in the narrow space, and charged towards Old Neil's jaw.

Old Neil suddenly had heart palpitations, and secretly said "Oops, life and death are only a moment, there is no other way, both feet kicked the ground fiercely, backed away, dodging this dangerous sword.

However, Wesley was unreasonable, and he stretched his arms like a roc spreading its wings, and at the same time, the bright silver sword pierced out like lightning, and in an instant, dozens of swords were stabbed out.

In an instant, the offensive and defensive positions were changed. The complacent old Neil was now in the same crisis as Wesley, but he didn't have the strength to match Wesley.For this reason, Old Neil could only grit his teeth and flee in embarrassment.

After being stabbed hundreds of times in a row, Wesley was like a tireless robot, and his steady output made Old Neil's situation even more embarrassing.

Stab it!

The edge of the sword exuding the slightest chill pierced Old Neil's coat, and the icy blade made him stiff.

Before Old Neil could react, Wesley suddenly erupted, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and instantly shortened the distance between the two.Immediately afterwards, Wesley's wrist turned slightly, and the sharp sword more than one meter cut through the air and swept away.

Faced with Wesley's sudden outburst, old Neil, who was already at the end of his powerhouse, had just thought of dodging from the bottom of his heart, and then he was "slapped" on his left cheek by the swiftly approaching sword spine.

The shattered fangs floated in the air mixed with the flowing blood. Old Neil seemed to have collided head-on with a high-speed truck, and flew out of the air.

Knocked to the ground by Wesley again, Old Neil couldn't stand up like last time no matter what.Although his anger was blazing in his chest, his body that had already exhausted everything was like a rusty machine, no matter how the engine roared, it could no longer start.

Wesley looked at Old Neil, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and couldn't feel any waves in his heart.In his hunting career, Old Neil's strength was considered to be one of the good ones, but it was only good.

The sharp sword in his hand made a few sword flowers in the air, and then the sharp sword returned to its sheath.Wesley walked towards Old Neil step by step unhurriedly. The rhythmic footsteps were like the prelude to death, beating his heart one by one.

Old Neil was terrified, he lost all his courage and anger in an instant, only the purest desire for life remained - under normal circumstances, he still has at least 200 years to live!

200 years, this is the time that many mortals dream of!
I want to live!

Old Neil let out an earth-shattering roar from the bottom of his heart, his longing for life actually made him stand up again!

Sure enough, the power generated by the desire for life far exceeds that of anger.At this moment, there was an almost imperceptible smile on the corner of Old Neil's mouth.

However, the gap between ideal and reality is the most difficult to bridge.The ideal is full, but the reality is cruel.

In the next second, with a bang, Old Neil's head once again kissed the birth mother of all things, the earth that nurtured all things.

Wesley stepped on Old Neil's face with his right foot, no matter how he struggled, Wesley remained motionless, like a majestic mountain.

"I'll ask you again, Old Neil," Wesley said very calmly, "Dickon, where is he?"

Silent as always, Old Neil still refused to speak at this time.

Unable to hear a satisfactory answer, Wesley stepped on Old Neil's head and gradually increased his strength. After a while, there was a light and crisp sound. It was Old Neil's skull in pain. howling.

Bowing his head suddenly, Wesley was silent for a moment, and then apologized without apology: "Oh, sorry, I didn't notice that you can't speak now."

After speaking, Wesley moved his right foot away, giving Old Neil, who had been eating dirt, a chance to breathe.

"Even if you know Dickon's location from me, what can you do to him?" Old Neil coughed out the dust from his mouth and throat, and shouted hysterically, "Don't you think you can fight against him?" huh, Wesley.

I know that you are powerful enough to rival those tyrannical purebloods.But don't forget, Dickon's most powerful is not himself, but the countless vampires.

Wesley, a variant of vampire——Sunwalker, a lone vampire hunter, do you know that even if every vampire under Dickon's hands spits on you, it's enough to drown you!

why!Why do you have to find Dickon, you are looking for your own death, do you understand? "

However, Old Neil's words didn't seem to have the slightest effect. Apart from the bitter chill in Wesley's eyes, there was no change in emotion.

Ignoring Old Neil's stern warning, Wesley just bent down and grabbed his ankle, then found the right direction and dragged Old Neil slowly into the darkness like a dead dog.

"Old Neil, I know you are afraid that Dickon will find out that you leaked his location, and then you will be madly retaliated by him. That's right, after working under him for so many years, you know his ruthlessness and ruthlessness too well." hot.

So, you dare not speak.

But let me tell you, old Neil, I never talk about benevolence and morality when dealing with vampires, because you are not worthy!

It is your misfortune to fall into my hands.I assure you, if you are still so stubborn, I will let you know what it means not to live and not to die! "

Not far away, Li Yang and the other three, who were surprised by the established fact that Wesley is a "variant of vampires--Sunwalker", fell silent for a while when they saw the battle ended and the actors exit.

"So, Li, what should we do next?" Harry, who accepted that he was a rookie, looked at Li Yang eagerly.

Li Yang thought for a moment, then said: "Catch up and make friends if you can."

After unifying their opinions, the three of them no longer hid their figures, jumped down from the high roofs one after another, and then galloped after Wesley.

"Who are you?" Wesley watched vigilantly at the three figures rushing out of the darkness behind him, and at the same time, unknowingly, he held the hilt of the sword on his back with his right hand.

"Don't get me wrong, we are not enemies." Peter waved his hands quickly, and at the same time stopped to indicate his position.

"In fact, we share a common goal."

As he spoke, Peter pointed to Old Neil who was lying powerlessly on the ground.

"No matter who you are, you'd better leave now, otherwise, don't blame me for attacking you!" Wesley issued a stern warning. At the same time, the sharp sword on his back was unsheathed. people.

(End of this chapter)