Jiang Fan swung his fists and hit the blood slave's chest fiercely, it was strange to say, the blood slave who didn't even spew out much blood poison before even cutting off his head was under Jiang Fan's heavy punch at this moment, but he couldn't stop spraying black blood poison out.

"Huh?" Jiang Fan hurriedly dodged, but he was overjoyed in his heart.

This blood poison is like a liquid battery of a blood slave, even if it is injured by a sharp weapon, it will not spew out too much, but I didn't expect that under the traction of the no-return fist method, this blood poison can be easily forced out.

"This blood slave is not good for Jiang Fan's actions, everyone, hurry up!"

Jiang Fan was beautiful, but Lu Chaoyang on the side howled in surprise, which made Jiang Fan cry and laugh.

"You are also so good at talking, why don't you end Zhu Huifeng's writing preface?"

Jiang Fan complained without looking back, and all his anger was vented on the blood slave in front of him.

Qin Chuan on the side also added a few more wounds to the blood slave from time to time to increase the efficiency of bloodletting.

After a while, the blood slave in front of him trembled and fell softly.

Jiang Fan immediately turned around and ran towards the senior brothers on the side, but saw that everyone was learning from Jiang Fan in a good way, and several people struggled to cut wounds on the blood slave's body, and then Zhu Huifeng detoxified the blood slave with a hammer.

It's just that compared with Jiang Fan, everyone's efficiency is too low. Only Lu Chaoyang on the side, with the sword in his hand, cut the blood slave on the opposite side into several pieces of rotten meat, and that scene even the people in the Demon Sect couldn't bear to look at directly.

"Come on, come on, let me come!" Jiang Fan saw that everyone was only doing their best and not working, so he shouted and swung his fist forward.

After Jiang Fan's realm reached the Tongmai realm, he could already play the fourth punch of the no-return boxing method, and now these blood slaves are the best targets for Jiang Fan to practice boxing.

"No return fist method, split the ground!"

Jiang Fan shouted, jumped high, the crimson color above his fists was intense, and for a while, the space below Jiang Fan seemed to be solidified, even if it was the people of the Hidden Immortal Gate, the qi and blood around him were a little out of order.

Then, Jiang Fan slowly rolled out his fists, only to hear the blood slaves raise their heads and roar wildly, and in the next second, Jiang Fan's fists turned into fist shadows in the sky and smashed downward, and everyone was instantly overwhelmed by smoke and dust and a faint blood mist.

For a while, the sound of roars, punches, gravel and Lu Chaoyang's cursing was endless, and countless blades of grass and gravel flew out.

After three breaths, everything was calm, only Lu Chaoyang looked at Jiang Fan angrily while spitting out the sand in his mouth.

"What do you see, you have to be like everyone else without talking, and you can put sand in your mouth?"

Jiang Fan punched out the fourth punch, and felt a feeling of exhaustion hit him. He jumped down from the sky, stood beside Lu Chaoyang, and said angrily.

"All these who can't speak are done, everyone, cheer up, there's a talking one hiding in the woods. ”

Chu Wuchen still held the sword in front of him, he looked coldly at the dark woods in front of him, and said carefully.

"Well, everyone be careful, don't go in, wait for him to come out. Lu Chaoyang walked in front of the front in one step, blocking all the juniors and disciples behind.

Everyone also cheered up their spirits, and from the words of the man before, everyone also knew that these blood slaves were refined by the person who spoke.

"Eight Tai Sui!"

Everyone's hearts were tight, in the Blood Domain Demon Sect, there were eight Tai Sui under the Demon Venerable, and each of them was the right hand of the Demon Venerable.

"In the battle of the Hidden Immortal Gate, those seven Tai Sui seem to be in the innate realm, only these eight Tai Sui, I don't know what kind of cultivation it is, it must be too much worse, if this is the case, then wouldn't even Elder Su be an opponent?"

Jiang Fan didn't say anything, but he thought quickly in his heart, but in the face of absolute strength, he didn't have any good way to help everyone get out.

"You guys, who is Jiang Fan?"

After a long time, the voice in the woods came again.

"You are so wide, except for this child, we are all called Jiang Fan!" Lu Chaoyang took another step forward, pointed to Li Pingchuan in the distance, and said to the woods.

Strange to say, with the eyesight of a few people, it is not difficult to see through the woods here, but from the moment the voice sounded, there seemed to be a mysterious power around the woods, as long as everyone used the aura to urge their eyes to see, there were bursts of dizziness that stabbed their minds.

"Hey, hey, if you're all called Jiang Fan, then I'll refine you all into blood slaves!"

"That's it?" Qin Chuan pointed to the blood slaves on the ground, spat disdainfully, and said, "If you don't say it, I thought you were refining these blood slaves with monkeys." ”

"What are you talking about!" Qin Chuan's words seemed to annoy the people in the woods, and a purple arm as thick as a tree pole suddenly poked out of the woods.

The muscles on the arm were knotted, and in the center of the fan-sized slap, there was a mouth with fangs stitched together!

The arm flew towards everyone, and Lu Chaoyang bore the brunt of it, raising his sword and stabbing it into the mouth of the blood.

However, the scene of blood splattering did not appear, and the big mouth in the palm of his hand actually bit the sword, making a huge sound of gold and iron intersecting.

In the next second, Lu Chaoyang only felt a huge force coming from his wrist, as soon as he was in pain, his hand was loosened, and the sword was actually taken back by the big mouth.

"Truly... I can't do it, now I know how powerful this blood slave is, right?"

"Awesome fart, that sword is what I usually use for pedicures, master, you like to eat it, just take it!"

Although Lu Chaoyang's heart was dripping blood, he still didn't let half a point on his lips.

"Although you have a hard mouth, even if you don't say it, I know who Jiang Fan is, and when you are caught by me, you will have a lot of time to regret being the same door as him!"

The voice added, "But I will refine you into a blood slave and seal your souls on your limbs, so that you can be together forever." ”

"Perverted!" everyone scolded in their hearts at the same time, and at the same time cheered up their spirits, waiting for the next battle.

"You say my blood slave is weak, let's take a look at my latest toy!"

As soon as the words fell, two giant blood slaves with purple bodies and several times larger than the previous blood slaves rushed out of the woods.

"Don't panic, blood slaves don't have spiritual roots, only brute force, as long as we use our body skills, they..."

Lu Chaoyang saw the blood slave rushing in, and while pulling out a sword from the ring, he said to everyone.

But as soon as he was halfway through his sentence, he swallowed back the rest of his words as if he had been stepped on by his tail.

Because in front of them, the two purple blood slaves emitted bursts of aura fluctuations, and they ...... Actually has a spiritual root?!