Fan Jing stared at Drizzt, instead of launching an attack quickly, he moved slowly around him, as if looking for the opponent's weakness. In the face of the murderous intent in Fan Jing's eyes, Drizzt shook his head mockingly, obviously ignoring the other party. When Fan Jing walked behind Drizzt, he saw that his figure suddenly moved, and he swung his spear like lightning to the back of Drizzt's neck. Seeing Fan Jing's movements, Leng Xuan nodded secretly, this Fan Jing's kung fu is not bad, his foundation is very good, he should have practiced martial arts since childhood. The long spear was very stable in his hand, and although the shot was quick, it didn't shake at all. However, when Fan Jing's spear was about to pierce the back of Drizzt's neck, Drizzt's body suddenly disappeared from the spot.

  Fan Jing's complexion changed, the spear in his hand suddenly retracted, and his eyes quickly looked to both sides, trying to find Drizzt's position. However, at this time, he only heard a strange laughter coming from behind him, and at the same time, a cold air rushed towards him. He gritted his teeth, his legs jumped high, his body flipped down in the air, and the spear in his hand slammed back. However, his attack still had no effect, because he lost the target again in his sight. But this time, when he was about to swing his spear to look for Drizzt to attack, he was shocked to find that the spear in his hand could not move. Turning his eyes, he saw that Drizzt was holding the other end of his spear with one hand at the moment, making it impossible for him to draw it out.

   Losing the spear, Fan Jing's attack power was immediately weakened by more than half. He used his hands to try to get the spear back from the opponent's hands, but Drizzt remained motionless, with a mocking smile on his face. After a while, Drizzt's hand suddenly loosened, his body flashed, and he appeared in front of Fan Jing, and opened his mouth to bite his neck. Suddenly, a trace of despair flashed in Fan Jing's eyes. However, at this time, Leng Xuan, who had been watching the battle, made his move. He had already expected that Fan Jing was not Drizzt's opponent. Although Fan Jing's kung fu was good, he was no match for a strange race like a vampire. With the vampire's recovery ability alone, it was impossible for Fan Jing to hurt the other party.

   Just when Drizzt's teeth were about to bite into Fan Jing's neck, Leng Xuan swayed slightly, and instantly jumped half a meter in front of Drizzt, waving his fists and knocking Drizzt out.

Fan Jing, who had escaped the catastrophe, was stunned at first, and his eyes were full of surprise, and then he said gratefully, "Thank you." Leng Xuan smiled and said, "You're welcome, you can step back first, and leave it to me to deal with it." Fan Jing nodded and then stepped aside. At this moment, Drizzt stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, looked at Leng Xuan and said with a strange smile: "The strength is good, but unfortunately it is still weak." Leng Xuan sneered twice and said, "Really? ? I'll show you what power is." As his voice fell, his figure was already moving. Seeing Leng Xuan, Drizzt laughed and said, "If you want to hurt me, catch up with me first."

   However, Drizzt's laughter didn't last long before it turned into surprise. He found that no matter how he moved his position, Leng Xuan could always find his location accurately and follow him, which made him feel a little bad.