From this point of view, the battle between Jiang Chen and the fire dragon is like playing.

In fact, otherwise, the Buddha power of the Eight Heavenly Dragons can only be used on one person.

Having said that, the Martial Saint, who was not in human form, flew out in a parabola.

Seeing that it was about to fall to the ground, a sound like fried beans came from the martial saint's body.

The injury recovered quickly and soon became as if nothing was wrong.

In the shocked gaze of the Martial Saint, the Martial Saint stepped into the air and said in a deep voice: "Let me ask you, how many times can you launch such a palm?"

The cold tone was a bit joking, mocking Jiang Chen mercilessly.

Jiang Chenjian's eyebrows furrowed, the vacuum big mudra was a nirvana.

As soon as I use it, I think of the unexpected effect.

Now it seems that a big mistake was made.

"Do you really think there is no benefit to being a Blood Servant?"

After saying that, the Martial Saint rushed towards Jiang Chen in the same way.

As a martial saint, he seems to have no mysterious supernatural powers and martial arts, and can only fight in close quarters.

"It's as if you're not losing anything. ”

Jiang Chen replied.

The change of the Blood Servant has made the Martial Saint gain strong recovery power, and it has also led to the inability of martial arts and gods to be combined.

To the Terrans, this is the equivalent of a beast that has lost its claws and fangs.

"Hmph, after I get used to it, I will naturally be able to master it again, but unfortunately you can't wait for that time. Martial Saint said.

"It's a pity for you. ”

Jiang Chen's eyes shone brightly, as if they had penetrated the void, and no one had nowhere to hide.

When he caught the aura of the martial saint, he did not hesitate to stab out with a sword.

The simplest stab, there is no kendo in it, it only contains the true meaning of thunder penetration.

Syllable!

Unexpectedly, a pair of hands slapped together and clamped the Tianque Sword.

It's a martial saint!

Even though the blade was destroying his hands, he didn't care.

With a fierce smile at Jiang Chen, the martial saint kicked out fiercely.

The strength was so strong that it swept away the thunder and lightning and magic robes around Jiang Chen.

The moment Jiang Chenren flew out, the Tianque Sword also came out of his hand.

The Martial Saint threw his sword aside, recovering from the damage he had received from this kick.

"How is this good? This guy can't be killed!"

"No wonder he wants to become a blood servant, and he has such a ability. ”

"Shedding isn't a big deal in comparison!"

"What are you talking about? Do you still want to be a blood servant?"

When the people who had been excited saw this scene, they fell into uneasiness again, and the sound of quarrels was endless.

"Enough!"

Ao Yue scolded impatiently: "The battle is not over yet, what is the hurry." ”

Indeed, the battle was not over yet, and Jiang Chen was almost unhindered.

Glancing at the direction of the Tianque Sword, he pulled out the Chixiao Sword.

"Immortal? It looks like you're paying a lot of price. When Jiang Chen spoke, he observed each other up and down.

"What?

The Martial Saint smiled disdainfully, reading through his inner thoughts.

"If you lose your martial arts and supernatural powers, all you have left is strength, don't you feel clumsy?

"Not everyone is proficient in the Void Rank Body Technique. ”

The martial saint said, looking at the spectators playfully.

Before people could react, Jiang Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly, speechless.

"Besides, when did I say that there is only speed and power?"

"The power of the blood clan, you will never be able to appreciate it!"

"Eternal life can be compatible with the talents of all races!

The more Wu Sheng spoke, the more excited he became, and the magnetic field around his body distorted, and energy like bubbles appeared, the difference was that the bubbles were not transparent, but blood red.

"Neither eternal life nor the gifts of all races are attained by aggression against others, and such a race is a cancer. ”

Jiang Chen ruthlessly expressed his opinion on the blood clan.

Without blood, the Bloods will fall asleep, and at a certain time, they will lose their minds, kill each other, and become even more terrible beings.

Whether it is for the human race, the spirit race, or the dragon race, the blood race is a scourge.

"Isn't that what we've been talking about?!"

The Martial Saint retorted powerlessly against Jiang Chen, and he broke out again in anger.

Blood-colored bubbles of various sizes sped in.

Bursting around Jiang Chen, the resulting damage was even involved in the void.

Jiang Chen had to put on the robe of Rulai.

The result is the loss of the undefeated golden body, and the two forms cannot be stacked.

Otherwise, the defense can stand and let people fight.

The Heavenly God Thunder is still the same, which depends on the Dao Heart Buddha bones.

The defensive power of the Rulai magic robe is actually not as good as the undefeated golden body.

However, it has a restraining effect on the blood clan, and the blood-colored bubbles touch the Rulai magic robe, and the power is greatly reduced.

Without giving the Martial Saint a chance to react, Jiang Chen rose into the air and waved his right hand.

Under his movements, a bronze tripod grew from small to large, from top to bottom, and smashed the martial saint.

With a snap, the Martial Saint almost became a meat puree.

Jiang Chen added another sword, and the Great Sun Golden Flame increased the power of the Burning Sky Demon Flame, burning the Martial Saint.

Both the Great Sun Golden Flame and the Burning Sky Demon Flame are independent forces that exist within themselves, so they are not limited by the Dharma.

Everyone held their breath and nervously waited for the result.

In desperation, smug laughter came from the fire.

The body of the Martial Saint was writhing, and it returned to normal and was unscathed.

Jiang Chen took back the bronze tripod and couldn't help but want to curse.

"As a Martial Emperor, the supreme treasure you possess is comparable to the supreme sect leader of a holy land. ”

Martial Saint stared at the bronze tripod, his eyes glowing, "When I get used to it, I will carry forward these treasures for you." ”

"Oh, take these treasures to be the minions of the blood clan, lurking in the Xuanhuang Great World to kill your fellow clansmen?" Jiang Chen said sarcastically.

"Kindred? "The Martial Saint has completely opened up and no longer identifies with the identity of the human race.

"His immortal body must be an evil law, and the Buddha should be able to purify it, by the way, now he no longer has the heart of the Buddha, and the Buddha's will is greatly reduced. ”

"However, the divine thunder can also destroy evil things. ”

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen asked Xiaoying to prepare the strongest electricity.

Just as Jiang Chen was having a hard time killing the other party, the voice of the Holy Spirit came from his mind.

"After defeating him, don't stop, continue to use the Heavenly Thunder and Alien Fire. ”

It seems that the Holy Spirit is also watching here.

"It's my turn. ”

The martial saint was beaten twice in a row and was unable to fight back, and he was also quite angry in his heart.

With an evil grin, he attacked again, surrounded by blood-colored bubbles.

Jiang Chen relied on the robe and confronted him.

However, the vestment weakened the destructive power of the bubbles, but the power of the Martial Saint did not.

There was no undefeated golden body, and under the punches and kicks of the martial saint, Jiang Chen began to vomit blood after a while.

He hurriedly changed his robe into an invincible golden body, but he was bombarded by bubbles again and made him dizzy.

"Keep arrogance on me!"

"Keep playing tricks on me!"

The martial saint treated Jiang Chen as a sandbag, ruthlessly ravaged it, and vented his inner anger.

"Let's get on. ”

The Blue Devil and the Black Dragon were anxious, ready to strike at any moment.