Chapter 3187: Xadong! Duel! Strange Changes Of The Bloody Sandstorm! (3)

“Following someone from the lower realm is a humiliation to the vampire race.” Xanor snorted again.

“Do you dare to say that in front of the Blood Son?” Xasetor scoffed.

Xanor’s expression turned ugly. He couldn’t say anything.

“I heard that even your race’s Xasitaph lost to the Blood Son. From the looks of it, you’re nothing.” Xasetor didn’t let him go and continued mocking him.

Xanor’s face turned green and white. He glared at Xasetor furiously. There was anger in his eyes.

“How dare you!”

At this moment, a cold shout came from within the bloody sandstorm.

A figure stepped out with a cold expression. His gaze turned sharp and landed on Xasetor.

“How dare you humiliate me, Xasitaph?”

Xasetor was flabbergasted. He felt a powerful aura sweeping towards him from the front. He wanted to retreat, but he realized that he couldn’t move at all.

He was a low-tier devil emperor while Xasitaph was a mid-tier devil emperor. The difference in ability was vast.

“Hmph!” Xasetor was unyielding. He snorted and glared back. “I’m speaking the truth. Can you deny it? The Gangrel Race has powerful presences here too. Why are you bullying a low-tier devil emperor like me? Go and find them if you can.”

“Noisy!” A cold glint flashed past Xasitaph’s eyes. Losing to Xue Jue was the greatest pain in his heart. He had embarrassed himself in the battle that day, and he didn’t want anyone to mention it. Yet, Xasetor said it in front of so many people. Wasn’t he purposely embarrassing him?

Boom!

In an instant, a powerful Force fluctuation swept out from his body. It congregated into a blood-red sharp claw and dashed at Xasetor.

“How dare you!” Xasetor’s expression changed entirely. There was fear in his eyes as he shouted in anger.

“Why wouldn’t I dare?” Xasitaph smirked. The giant blood-red claw slammed down and hit Xasetor’s body.

Crack!

A huge wound appeared on Xasetor’s chest. He vomited a mouth of blood and flew back violently.

“Ah…” Xasetor screamed in pain.

He slammed heavily on the ground, throwing sand and dust into the air.

Many vampire dark apparitions were dumbfounded.

Why did they start fighting so suddenly?

Actually, many people felt that Xasetor was right. Many people knew that Xasitaph lost to the Blood Son. The truth was laid out in front of them. He even looked down on the Blood Son. Wouldn’t that make him worse?

However, they weren’t as stubborn as Xasetor. They didn’t dare to offend Xasitaph openly.

Xasitaph was powerful. Normal mid-tier devil emperors couldn’t be compared to him, much less them.

“Xasitaph!”

Xasetor crawled up from the sandpit with bloodshot eyes. He glared at Xasitaph with hatred.

“I’m teaching you a lesson so that you won’t overestimate yourself,” Xasitaph said calmly.

Xasetor gritted his teeth, but he couldn’t do anything. He wasn’t Xasitaph’s match. The difference between them was too great.

Boom!

At this moment, a loud explosion came from within the bloody sandstorm. A sickle blade split the sand into two and slashed towards Xasitaph.

“Who is it?” Xasitaph’s expression changed slightly. He turned around abruptly and punched his fist out without any hesitation.

Boom!

The next instant, the two attacks collided violently and caused a loud explosion.

Xasitaph’s fist was destroyed instantly. The sickle blade slashed towards Xasitaph like a hot knife cutting through butter.

However, the collision just now gave Xasitaph enough time to dodge. He moved his body and evaded the attack.

In his haste, he was in a disheveled state. The clothes on his body were torn and tattered from the attack just now, and his blood-red hair was a little messy. He turned and looked over with a cold gaze.

“Xasitaph, you’re quite bold. How dare you attack a member of the Gangrel clan.” A calm voice came from within the bloody sandstorm.

“Xadong!”

These two words came out of Xasitaph’s mouth word by word. His expression turned ugly, and his gaze trembled slightly. The meaning of this name was terrifying.

Damn it, why is he here? Xasitaph couldn’t remain calm. He thought that even if the Gangrel clansmen were here, they wouldn’t be much stronger than him. However, he didn’t expect the person from the Gangrel clan to be Xadong.

That brat!

“Brother Xadong!” Xasetor’s eyes lit up. He looked at the bloody sandstorm in anticipation.

Xasitaph didn’t dare to open his mouth when he heard the voice. He stood on the spot with a gloomy expression.

“I’ll take care of you after I come out of the bloody sandstorm.” The voice was calm again. There seemed to be a hint of coldness in it. “Don’t run. Otherwise, I’ll look for you in the real world.”

Xasitaph’s expression kept changing. He was so frustrated he wanted to vomit blood.

“Xadong, this is too much.” Another voice came from the bloody sandstorm. There was a hint of coldness in it.

“Oh, Xakerly, you’re here too,” Xadong said calmly. “Why didn’t you say anything when Xasitaph hit my Gangrel clansman?”

“Xasetor humiliated our race. Shouldn’t we hit him?” Xasetor asked.

“Humiliate? When? Isn’t that the truth?” Xadong replied calmly.