From this point of view, the battle between Jiang Chen and the fire dragon seemed like a joke.
In fact, this is not the case. The power of the Eight Heavenly Dragons can only be used on one person.
Speaking of which, the non-human Martial Saint flew out in a parabola.
Just as he was about to fall to the ground, Wu Sheng heard a sound like fried beans coming from his body.
He recovered quickly from his injuries and soon became like a normal person.
In the shocked eyes of Wu Sheng, Wu Sheng walked through the air and said in a deep voice: "Let me ask you, how many times can such a palm be used?"
The cold tone was a bit playful, mocking Jiang Chen mercilessly.
Jiang Chen's sword eyebrows furrowed, and the vacuum big hand seal was a special move.
The first time I used it, I thought of unexpected effects.
Now it seems that I made a big mistake.
"Do you really think there are no benefits to becoming a blood servant?"
After saying that, Wu Sheng rushed towards Jiang Chen in the same way.
As a Martial Saint, he seems to have no mysterious magical powers or martial arts and can only fight at close quarters.
"It sounds like you haven't lost anything."
Jiang Chen replied.
The changes in the Blood Servant allowed the Martial Saint to gain strong recovery power, which also resulted in the inability to use martial arts and magical powers.
To humans, this is equivalent to a beast that has lost its claws and fangs.
"Hmph, I will naturally be able to master it again after I get used to it, but it's a pity that you can't wait until then." Wu Sheng said.
"What a pity it is you."
Jiang Chen's eyes were radiating, as if penetrating the void, leaving no one with anywhere to hide.
When he caught the aura of the Martial Saint, he thrust out his sword without hesitation.
The simplest stab has no kendo in it, but only contains the true meaning of lightning penetration.
Snap!
Unexpectedly, a pair of hands clapped together and clamped the Tianque Sword.
It’s the Martial Saint!
Although the sword blade damaged his hands, he didn't care.
Smiling ferociously at Jiang Chen, Wu Sheng kicked him out hard.
The force was so powerful that it swept away the lightning and robes all over Jiang Chen.
The moment Jiang Chen flew out, the Tianque Sword also flew out of his hand.
The Martial Saint threw the sword aside and was recovering from the damage caused by the kick.
"What should we do? This guy can't be beaten to death!"
"No wonder he wants to become a blood servant and has such ability."
"In comparison, losing hair is nothing!"
"What are you talking about? Do you still want to become a blood servant?"
Seeing this scene, people who were originally excited fell into uneasiness again, and quarrels could not be heard.
"Enough!"
Ao Yue impatiently shouted: "The battle is not over yet, why are you so anxious?"
Indeed, the battle is not over yet, and Jiang Chen is almost unharmed.
After looking at the direction of the Tianque Sword, he drew out the Chixiao Sword.
"Immortal body? It seems that you paid a high price." When Jiang Chen spoke, he looked at the other person up and down.
"What? Do you want to trick me?"
Wu Sheng smiled disdainfully and saw through his inner thoughts.
"Without your martial arts and magical powers, all you have left is your strength. Don't you feel clumsy? If I use my body skills, what will you do?" Jiang Chen said.
"Not everyone is proficient in void-level body skills."
Wu Sheng said, looking playfully at the spectators present.
Before people could react, Jiang Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly, speechless.
"Besides, when did I say that there is only speed and strength?"
"You can never understand the power of the vampires!"
"Eternal life is compatible with the talents of all races! What reason does such a race have to resist!"
The more Wu Sheng spoke, the more excited he became. The magnetic field around his body was distorted, and energy like bubbles appeared. The difference was that the bubbles were not transparent, but blood red.
"Whether eternal life or the talents of all races are achieved by infringing on others, such a race is a cancer."
Jiang Chen spoke out his views on the vampire clan without mercy.
Without blood, the vampires will fall asleep. At a certain time, they will lose their minds, kill each other, and become even more terrifying existences.
Regardless of whether it is to the human race, the spirit race or the dragon race, the blood race is a scourge.
"The weak eat the strong! Isn't that what we have always said?!"
Wu Sheng retorted weakly to Jiang Chen, and he was so angry that he exploded again.
Those blood-colored bubbles of different sizes came flying towards me.
It exploded all over Jiang Chen, and the destruction caused even the void was involved.
Jiang Chen had to put on the Tathagata robe.
The result is that the state of the Invincible Golden Body is lost, and the two forms cannot be superimposed.
Otherwise, the defensive power can be beaten by others standing still.
The divine thunder of Dutian remains the same, which depends on the Taoist Heart and Buddha Bones.
The defensive power of Tathagata's robe is actually not as good as that of the Invincible Golden Body.
However, it has a restraining effect on vampires. When the blood-colored bubbles touch the Tathagata's robe, their power is greatly reduced.
Without giving Wu Sheng a chance to react, Jiang Chen jumped into the air and waved his right hand.
With his movement, a bronze tripod grew from small to large, from top to bottom, and hit Wu Sheng hard.
With a snap, Wu Sheng almost turned into meat.
Jiang Chen added another sword, and the golden flames of the sun increased the power of the sky-burning demonic flames, burning the martial saint.
The Golden Sun Flame and the Burning Sky Demonic Flame are powers that exist independently on their own, so they are not restricted by Buddhism.
Everyone held their breath and nervously waited for the results.
Desperately, triumphant laughter came from the fire.
Wu Sheng's body was twisted and returned to normal, unscathed.
Jiang Chen took back the bronze tripod and couldn't help but want to curse.
"As a Martial Emperor, the treasure you possess is comparable to the supreme leader of a holy land."
Wu Sheng stared at the bronze tripod, his eyes gleaming, "When I get used to it, I will carry forward these treasures for you."
"Oh? Are you going to use these treasures to become minions of the vampire clan, lurking in the black and yellow world to harm your fellow clansmen?" Jiang Chen said sarcastically.
"Same race? They don't exist." Wu Sheng completely gave up and no longer recognized the identity of the human race.
"His immortal body must be evil, and Buddhism should be able to purify it. By the way, now that he no longer has the Buddha's heart, the Buddha's intention has been greatly reduced."
"However, divine thunder can also destroy evil things."
Thinking of this, Jiang Chen asked Xiaoying to prepare the most powerful power.
Just when Jiang Chen was in trouble and wondering how to kill the other party, the voice of the Holy Spirit came from his mind.
"After defeating him, don't stop and continue to use the Dutian Divine Thunder and Strange Fire."
It seems that the Holy Spirits are also paying attention here.
"It's my turn."
Wu Sheng was beaten twice in succession and was unable to fight back, and he was quite angry in his heart.
With an evil smile, he attacked again, surrounded by bloody bubbles.
Jiang Chen relied on Tathagata's robes to confront him head-on.
However, the robe weakened the destructive power of the bubbles, but the power of the Martial Saint had no effect.
Without the undefeated golden body, Jiang Chen soon started to vomit blood under the punches and kicks of Wu Sheng.
He quickly changed his robe into an invincible golden body, but was bombarded by bubbles again and again, making him dizzy.
"Keep being arrogant!"
"Keep talking nonsense to me!"
Wu Sheng treated Jiang Chen as a punching bag and tormented him mercilessly to vent his inner anger.
"Let's go."
The Green Demon and the Black Dragon were extremely anxious and ready to take action at any time.