The Rakshasa prince made another move, but instead of attacking Shura, he killed the demon clans who were stunned on the side.

Zhaoming was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted. The other party has been fighting hard with Shura for too long, and the true qi in his body has long been lacking, and at this moment, he wants to absorb the blood and qi of others for his own use.

Although it was a sword lacking in true qi, many demon clans had already been frightened and did not dare to fight, and even more did not even dare to resist and dodge, so they watched the long sword kill without moving, and died instantly.

A sword swept away, and in an instant, there was a scream, and the corpses were all over the place, and the blood flowed like an infusion. A group of demon clans fled one after another, but unfortunately they were blocked by the blood-colored net, and how to escape, they could only run around in the net like headless flies.

"Waste is really waste, only know how to escape, stupid!" Prince Rakshasa laughed, and then raised his right hand, and the blood was like a sea, all of which flew towards his palm.

Shura's face sank, his eyebrows were murderous, and he was about to cut it out as soon as he lifted the blood-colored long knife.

"Shura, don't ......," Zhaoming shouted loudly. He has a deep brotherly relationship with Shura, and when he sees any movement from the other party, he knows what he wants to do.

At this moment, the target of the blood-colored long knife in Shura's hand was not the Rakshasa prince, but many demon clans. Obviously, he also wanted to emulate the Rakshasa prince to kill people and take blood for his own use.

If it is completely hostile, no matter who comes, Zhaoming will not show mercy, after all, it is the most important thing to live himself. But these demon clans no longer have any intention to attack, and after all, they are the same clan, so this kind of murder and blood grabbing is really difficult for Zhaoming to accept.

What's more, he and Shura also need to live in Skyrim Ridge. Even if he passes the current level, once the news of Shura's murder and blood grabbing gets out, I'm afraid this place will not be able to accommodate his two brothers.

Zhaoming can't forget the life of the demon garden, because of the identity of the blood demon, Shura has always been hostile to all the demon clans inside. If it weren't for Ah Cao, I'm afraid I would have been killed by the demon clan inside. And because of this, Shura has never sucked fresh blood, so that the demon clan there gradually accepts it.

Hearing Zhaoming's shout, Shura's body stiffened and stopped. He can kill everyone, but Zhaoming is his big brother. I can't help but listen to the words of the eldest brother.

Seeing Shura's actions, the Rakshasa prince laughed: "The demon clan is waste, and they don't even dare to kill people." When I absorb the blood, I'll see how you fight me. ”

Shura immediately sneered: "Absorb blood and qi, you don't have to kill yourself." It's so easy to deal with you. Bloodstreak Vortex!"

As soon as the words fell, he stretched out a palm, only to see countless blood-colored veins appear in the palm of his hand, turning into a red vortex, circling rapidly.

The blood that had been absorbed into the eyes of the Rakshasa prince immediately flew towards the whirlpool of Shura's palms like soldiers who had heard the sound of the horn.

"You ......" Prince Rakshasa was shocked and angry, he ignored that the other party still had such a trick, and he couldn't imagine that the other party could really do it. This situation only shows one thing: the other party's ability to control blood does exceed his own.

"It's not that easy!" Prince Rakshasa screamed, and a large amount of blood patterns appeared in his palms, generating huge suction to compete with Shura.

For a while, a large area of blood qi was fought over by the two of them like the previous sea of blood, and under the vigorous pull, it kept changing various shapes.

After a long stalemate, the blood and qi were finally torn in half like gauze with a "bang", and the two of them each took half of it and inhaled it.

True qi is scarce, and although this kind of blood qi is somewhat replenished, it is still far from being able to recover. The Rakshasa prince snorted coldly, and then slashed the blood-colored long sword at the demon clan who fled like a headless fly.

Shura was not in a hurry, and watched quietly, the blood-colored veins in his hands were constantly circling, and it was obvious that he wanted to repeat the old trick. You can't kill demons against what Zhaoming said, but it's okay to take the blood from the other party.

Prince Rakshasa naturally knew what he was planning in his heart, and with a frown turning, he suddenly put away the blood-colored long sword, condensed his true qi and shouted: "Bah!"

The sound waves were like waves, like a thunderstorm exploding, which instantly woke up the demon clans fleeing in the bloody net and stopped one after another.

Looking at the many demon clans, Prince Rakshasa said loudly: "Don't say that I won't give you a chance, kill this blood demon with this prince." I'll let you go!"

Zhao Ming, who was lying on the ground in the distance, frowned, he didn't expect the Rakshasa Prince to do such a trick. If it is a normal situation, it is natural to think it is ridiculous, but it is not in front of you.

As soon as these words fell, Zhao Ming felt the strange atmosphere around him, and even felt the loosening of the minds in the hearts of the demon clans. In other words, these frightened demon clans have long since lost their so-called ideas. As soon as they heard that there was a chance to live, they all fought for it as if a drowning person had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Haha!" Shura laughed, then looked at the Rakshasa prince and said with a contemptuous face: "I still think that you will be a powerful opponent for me, and now it seems that I overestimated you." Don't even dare to fight alone, don't you breed?"

Prince Rakshasa's face was hideous, and he shouted loudly: "How can you tell you about the matter of this prince." This prince does what he wants, do you care? Hugh wants to say what a powerful opponent, you lowly blood demon is not qualified. Kill me!"

As soon as the words fell, those demon clans who were like wooden puppets were stunned for a moment, and then they really waved the weapons in their hands and killed Shura.

"He can kill you, but I can't!" Shura roared, and the blood-colored long knife flipped over, and a bloody fangs slashed out.

Although the true qi is lacking at the moment, he has robbed the Rakshasa prince of his blood just now, and he has recovered a lot. Moreover, the battle with the Rakshasa prince made Shura more familiar with his own exercises, and the same move was no worse than when he was in the heyday of true qi.

If the blood-colored sword light like the fangs of the fierce beast is unstoppable, and the sword light is directed, many demon clans are cut down like pieces of paper, and they are overwhelmed.

Blood and gas are pouring out. Shura and Prince Rakshasa immediately shot at the same time and snatched it with all their might. In an instant, the blood and qi were divided into two, and each took half of it.

Another demon clan killed, Shura swung his knife again, and the corpses rained down one after another. The blood is surging, and the sky is dense.

Shura once again struck to absorb it, but the Rakshasa prince disregarded other blood qi and used his magical powers to compete with him.

If he fought alone, Shura was naturally not afraid, but at this moment, other demon clans were coming, so he could only give up for a while and turn to face the Quartet's killing moves.

"Kill, kill, he can't hold on! Kill him, and you can live!" The Rakshasa prince laughed, not only because of the Shura predicament, but also because seeing the demon clan killing each other made him feel a strange pleasure in his heart.

"A bunch of fools, if you help Shura kill him, won't you still be able to live?" Zhao Ming struggled to his feet and shouted loudly.

At this moment, an indescribable sadness arose in his heart, the real enemy was obviously the Rakshasa prince, but many demon clans were killing each other as a way to survive.

Such a stupid thing is unimaginable, but it really happened right in front of my eyes. Just like today's Skyrim Ridge, it is clear that the Wu Clan is the enemy, but they are still happy to fall into the civil war one by one.

The sorrow of the demon clan is not only about strength, but also because of the lack of spirit, and it has become distrustful of its own race, and it has sunk too deeply.

Zhaoming's shouts had no effect, and many demon clans still shot at Shura desperately.

"Ah!" Shura slashed down with a knife, killing nearly a hundred enemies, and then roared wildly in the sky.

At this moment, he was angry, really angry. As Zhaoming, he was not only angry about his own predicament, but also angry because of the demon clan's own incompetence.

The shadow of the knife is like a shuttle, there is no order, but it is like cutting vegetables, and all the demon clans affected by the sword light will be killed. The crimson figure that seemed to be like a raging storm turned into hob meat in an instant, and no one dared to touch it.

With a sweep of the knife, slashing a demon clan into several pieces, Shura stretched out his big hand and grabbed his bloody arm in his hand.

His eyes are red, and his heart is crazy.

Shura took a big mouth and actually bit down on the arm in his hand. Shaking his head and tearing it, a large piece of flesh was bitten in his mouth, chewed several times, and swallowed it into his stomach in one gulp. After a few breaths, one arm was eaten clean by him.

In such a situation, a body of evil rage soared into the sky, condensed like a cloud, and the flesh and blood dripping from the corners of his mouth forcibly suppressed all the demon clans in the blood-colored net.

Even the Rakshasa prince also had a stiff face, and his eyes opened violently.

"It's nothing more than eating meat and drinking blood, it's nothing more than death, what are you afraid of, you can't even tell the enemy from me!" Shura roared, as if he was angry and angry, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Shura ......" Zhaoming was shocked, even though he had only recovered more than three percent at this moment, he also rose into the air, ready to go over to help.

And such an opportunity, how could the Rakshasa prince let it go, raised his hand and stabbed at Shura, and at the same time pinched the magic with one hand, pointing out a blood bead, red as fire, extremely weird.

"If you want to kill me, you're not enough!" Shura roared, and his bloody fangs slashed out to meet the blood dome.

The two strokes collided and shattered with a bang. In the light and rain of blood, the moves are old. The red blood bead was like a sharp arrow, shooting directly into Shura's body.

With a muffled snort, Shura took dozens of steps back. The Rakshasa prince laughed loudly, and took the opportunity to slap it out with one palm, absorbing all the scattered blood and qi into his body.

"Shura ......" Zhaoming was anxious and was about to make a move.

"Don't come here, I can kill him!" Shura let out a loud sigh, gasping for breath and breathing with all his might.

Looking at his firm eyes, Zhaoming clenched his fists, but stopped. If the other party is beyond his own realm, it is fine, but the battle with the same realm is just like he doesn't want others to interfere, and Shura's battle naturally doesn't want to interfere with himself.

"Hit my blood soul poison, see what else you can do!" Prince Rakshasa laughed, looking smug and winning.

The Blood Soul Poison is one of the strange poisons in the world, and it cannot be found unless the Blood Sea Imperial Family. This poison is not an ordinary poison, it can pollute the foundation, and the bad people can cultivate. Even if Da Luo Jin Immortal is hit, he can also be cut into an ordinary monk in an instant.

Shura looked calm and said lightly: "You are wrong, now I want to kill you, it's just a thought." ”

Between the words, there was a lot of confidence, and even Zhaoming didn't know why.