The faces of several people suddenly turned ugly, and they saw that the purple figure quickly swept in front of them, and a breath comparable to the late stage of the Tongmai Realm erupted from their bodies.

"Everyone be careful, this blood slave has a spiritual aura to complement him, maybe he will have combat skills or something, cheer up!"

Jiang Fan admonished everyone, shook his wrist, which was a little numb, and stared at the purple blood slave's every move with his eyes.

"I just used the no-return fist method, and my body's qi and blood have not yet recovered, so I can only take one step at a time, but since this blood slave can use aura to fight the enemy, I don't know if my many methods can be useful. ”

Jiang Fan thought about it, the green light flashed in his hand, and a spiritual healing technique had already slapped on the blood slave's left arm.

Jiang Fan saw the blood slave's left arm twitch unnaturally a few times, and the big mouth in the middle of the palm of his left hand spit out some black and purple blood.

"It has an effect!" Jiang Fan was overjoyed when he saw this, and he used both spiritual healing techniques and spiritual cultivation techniques at the same time, and his hands kept beckoning to the blood slave in front of him.

"Lu Chaoyang, just hold that blood slave, and when we solve this one first, we'll help you!"

Jiang Fan was throwing the spiritual healing technique while directing the battle.

"Brothers, go up together, Senior Brother Zhu beckoned to his legs, restricting his movements, the Chu family brothers went around behind him, Qin Chuan and I faced the enemy head-on!"

Jiang Fan simply arranged his tactics, and then glanced at Lu Chaoyang, who was fighting with another blood slave, and put his mind at ease.

For a while, under Jiang Fan's arrangement, the purple blood slave was beaten by everyone and retreated, and he could only roar helplessly. It's just that the skin of the blood slave seems to be much thicker than the previous blood slave, and Rao is chest was hard to receive Qin Chuan's several knives, and it only cut out some white marks.

"Damn, the Hundred Beasts Knife Technique, the Tiger Leaps into the Stream!"

Qin Chuan saw that he hadn't broken the flesh of the blood slave with a few knives, and his face couldn't hold it, so he jumped up with a loud shout, and swept forward with the knife in his right hand across his chest.

Seeing this, Jiang Fan also hurriedly took two steps forward, kicked away the left and right arms of the blood slave with his feet like a split, and then bowed his head violently, Qin Chuan's big knife had already grazed Jiang Fan's hair and slashed at the blood slave's chest.

Suddenly, there was a sound like the tearing of cloth, followed by a deafening roar.

The imaginary scene of flesh and blood flying did not appear, and in the ruptured wound, more intense spiritual power fluctuations came, and the purple blood slave seemed to be activated by something, and opened his arms like a whirlwind, and the huge mouths on his palms also spit out bursts of black smoke with the rotation.

"Hmm!"

Everyone was caught off guard by this blow, especially the Chu family brothers who didn't know the positive situation behind the blood slave, and they were directly sent flying.

Chu Wuchen was okay, the next moment when the blood slave fist wind blew on him, he had already adjusted his body shape to defend himself, but the inexperienced Chu Wuhan was not so lucky, he was not only knocked away by the fist wind, but also let the huge mouth tear a large piece of flesh, and the black qi drilled into Chu Wuhan's body along the wound.

"Brother!" Chu Wuchen shouted, struggling to run towards Chu Wuhan, seeing Chu Wuhan screaming helplessly, the wound on his waist was bubbling with blood, accompanied by bursts of fishy black smoke.

Chu Wuchen was in a family of pills, and naturally he also understood medical science, and he could see at a glance that his younger brother had been poisoned by the corpse, and this corpse poison was also drawn by the aura, destroying his internal organs.

For a while, Chu Wuchen had no choice but to stuff some elixir against corpse poison in his younger brother's mouth, and then hugged him aside. At this time, Chu Wuhan had already fainted in pain.

The others were fortunate not to be injured by the corpse poison, but the punch was enough for them to drink a pot.

However, several people are usually the masters who fight for their lives, and this level of confrontation is still bearable.

"Hurt my brother, be punished!"

Chu Wuchen turned around and ran towards the blood slave, still snorting coldly, but his voice was already trembling a little because of anger.

Then, a flash of cyan flashed in Chu Wuchen's eyes, and his pupils seemed to be dyed with a layer of green frost, looking at the blood slave.

"Cyan Spirit Root!"

Jiang Fan looked at Chu Wuchen in surprise, along the way, whether it was facing the Demon Beasts or the people of the Changhe Sect, these junior disciples of the Qianlong Academy were reluctant to use their spiritual roots as if they were competing, as if using the power of the spiritual roots first meant that they were inferior to others.

But under the stimulation of his younger brother's serious injury, Chu Wuchen couldn't hold back anymore and used the power of his spiritual root.

"Eyes on the world!"

Chu Wuchen snorted coldly, his eyes were like two cyan whirlpools, distorting the time and space in front of him.

I saw a strange creaking sound from the purple blood slave's body, and the bones of the whole body seemed to be wantonly squeezed by a pair of invisible big hands.

Chu Wuchen's eyes stared at the blood slave, and a trace of sweat flowed down his face.

"Crack me!"

Chu Wuchen suddenly shouted with a hideous face, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, the arms of the blood slave suddenly softened inch by inch, and some small bone spurs actually pierced the skin and drilled out.

"Can you shatter the bones of the blood slave's arms inch by inch?!" Zhu Huifeng exclaimed, seeing that the blood slave had lost his ability to attack, he hurriedly lifted the hammer and rushed forward.

"Whew... Whew..."

Chu Wuchen on the side knelt on one knee, covered his eyes, and said to everyone, "You guys take it for a while, and I'll be fine right away!"

"Senior Brother Chu, don't worry, it's over to us!"

Jiang Fan also came back to his senses from the shock and said to Chu Wuchen.

Then, Jiang Fan grabbed the blood slave's arm violently, shouted, and kicked the blood slave's armpit with his legs, Qin Chuan on the side suddenly understood Jiang Fan's intentions, and also flew up and slashed at the blood slave's shoulder.

"Roar!" the blood slave writhed, his arms flailing around like whips, each flick of which could knock up countless pieces of rubble and cut a large deep hook on the ground.

Jiang Fan desperately pulled the blood slave's right arm, and he could feel that the blood poison flowing in the right arm was slowly recovering from the injuries caused by Chu Wuchen in the arm.

"No, we can't put it off any longer!"

Jiang Fan saw that the blood slave still had strength left under the fierce attack of several people, and was even slowly repairing his body, and he was shocked and angry at the moment.

Jiang Fan gritted his teeth and took a strong breath, and the spiritual root at his heart desperately released the waste aura.

"No Return Fist!"

Jiang Fan couldn't take care of it, and the no-return fist method worked again, just as Jiang Fan looked at the blood slave with red eyes, Qin Chuan's big knife happened to slash at the shoulder of the blood slave.

"Senior Brother Qin, I'm here to help you!" Jiang Fan shouted when he saw this, the first punch of the No Return Fist had been unleashed, and the iron-like fist struck Qin Chuan's knife back.

There was a sound of metal grinding, and Jiang Fan's fist was like a hammer, and he slammed Qin Chuan's Hundred Beast Knife into the shoulder of the blood slave.

"Hundred beast sword technique, wolves chase deer!" Qin Chuan was overjoyed when he saw that the blade of the knife had been cut into the body of the blood slave, only to see his thick brows furrowed violently, his hands firmly grasped the handle of the knife, and the aura around his body poured into the blade violently, and the beast knife was stuck on the shoulder of the blood slave, shaking wildly.

Then, the purple-black blood light was magnificent, the frenzied sword aura overflowed, and an arm the size of a small tree flew in the air with the smell of blood!