Chapter 2265 Burning Bloody Magic Cannon

"If they touch the bloody magic cannon, you will die!" Xue Yi shouted coldly, looking at the slave warrior beside him who was in charge of protecting him.

Although there are not many War Saint warriors, there are two to three hundred of them, all of whom were some strong men from the nearby area. After being defeated by him, they forcibly enslaved each other.

Relying on the talent of the bloodthirsty demon clan, he can use blood as a guide to control the opponent, so even among these strong men, there are even warriors who are close to the half-step war emperor, and they dare not resist him at all.

With just one thought from Blood Fang, these slave warriors will be drained of blood and die miserably.

Several slave fighters with the strength of the Holy Warrior looked at each other, although they were reluctant, after all, they could see the strength of Lu Bu and others very clearly in mid-air.

If it was their heyday, they might still have the power to fight, but now their strength has been weakened to the limit.

Although they are powerful, Blood Fang has no mercy in drawing blood, and still needs to draw a large amount of blood every day to maintain Blood Fang's cultivation and refining various magic items.

"Why don't you hurry up?" Blood Fang glared dissatisfiedly at the leader of the slave warriors of the Bull Demon Clan.

At this moment, he was a little confused.

He even wondered if there was a demon god behind Yue Chen.

"Yue Chen is definitely not a simple demon clan, it seems that there are other demon gods who want to get involved here!" Xueya secretly cursed in his heart.

Seeing his uncertain expression, other demon warriors dare not neglect.

"Obey!"

The leader of the Bull Demon Clan warrior hurriedly said, and flew towards Lu Bu who was criss-crossing the ground.

The eyes are quite resentful, if Xueya has the same ability to check loyalty as Yue Chen, he will definitely be able to see the big zero on his head.

"Damn bloodthirsty demons, we bull demon warriors will never give in, as long as there is a chance, I, Niu Zhuo, will definitely kill you!"

The Tauren Demon complained in his heart that although Blood Fang could control his life and death, he could not control his mind and soul.

Although the other warriors didn't show anything on the surface, their thoughts were similar to his.

If it's just pure loyalty, it doesn't make any difference to the demons.

Whether they are loyal to Bloodfang or other warriors, as long as they can obtain enough training resources, it is the same for them.

But now it's different. Not only did Blood Fang not provide them with cultivation resources, but instead it drew a lot of blood from them.

Therefore, the strength of these warriors has not improved at all, but is constantly falling.

Occasionally give some crystals, just worrying that they will be drained of blood and die.

"Master patriarch, have you heard? A kid from the goblin tribe has joined Yue Chen, and he is still the number one general of the Godbreaker tribe, with a high position and authority!"

In the process of flying towards Lu Bu, a warrior of the Bull Demon Clan flew past Niu Zhuo as if inadvertently, lowered his voice to a minimum, and spoke in the special language of the Bull Demon Clan.

Among the slave warriors, discussions about the traitor Long Han were strictly forbidden.

After all, this matter is not a good thing for the bloodthirsty demons.

One defector begets more imitators.

"I know, it's that kid Long Han, I've dealt with him!"

Niu Zhuo replied calmly.

Although the warriors of the Bull Demon Clan are irritable and even a little brainless, their loyalty is among the best among the Demon Clan.

Even though they have been reduced to slaves, many warriors of the Bull Demon Clan are still extremely loyal to Niu Zhuo, the former patriarch.

It's just that due to the power of the bloodthirsty demons, they dare not show it.

"Patriarch, those bloodthirsty demons don't care about our lives at all. If we can send out one or two strong bloodthirsty demons, we might still have hope of stopping those high-level demons!"

The bull demon warrior complained unwillingly.

Niu Zhuo sneered, knowing that Xueya would never send a bloodthirsty demon mage to help.

The breeding ability of the bloodthirsty demons is low, and the loss of one is a great loss for Blood Fang.

These slave warriors are different, even if they are all dead, as long as time accumulates, Blood Fang can still be captured again.

Besides, Blood Fang is only one line away from being an emperor-level powerhouse. As long as he can become an emperor-level powerhouse, he even has the capital to challenge the Duke of Dragon Blood.

At the very least, it can seal the territory and tear the soil, and tear off a piece of the territory of the Duke of Dragon Blood. At that time, there will be no shortage of slaves.

Even if these warriors are dead, they are not worthy of distress.

"Just wait until you know how to paddle, don't go head-to-head with the enemy!" Niu Zhuo put down a warning and flew down.

Find a personal guard with the initial strength of the War Saint, and make gestures in a decent manner.

According to his original strength, even if he is weakened a lot, he can easily suppress and kill this personal guard.

Niu Zhuo didn't do that, he smashed out a giant hammer made of mixed metals repeatedly in his hand, and let out a roar in his mouth, as if he was working extremely hard.

White mist spewed out of the black hole-like nostrils, his eyes were extremely scarlet, and he looked like he was killed.

Yet each hammer does not exert much force.

The martial artist of the personal guard is named Chen Fei, and he has followed Yue Chen since he was still in his infancy.

Looking at the big knife in his hand hitting Niu Zhuo's sledgehammer at this moment, he has some doubts about his own strength?

Am I that strong?

No matter how weak the high-level warrior of the War Saint is, it is impossible for him, a low-level warrior of the Battle Saint, to be able to deal with it so easily.

Just looking at Niu Zhuo's appearance, it doesn't look like a fake.

I can only cheer up and deal with it carefully, I don't know what the plan of the bull demon warrior in front of me is.

"Go to hell!" Niu Zhuo roared angrily, stomping his feet on the ground, and flew into the air, the giant hammer hit Fade Chen on the top of his head.

Martial arts: ground shattering.

This is the specialty martial art of the Bull Demon Clan. While leaping high, its strength can be multiplied several times. Niu Zhuo's move is even more perfect.

He can even change his position in mid-air, which can be said to be extremely powerful.

However, with this seemingly powerful blow, Fade Chen raised his knife to block it, and the knife and the hammer collided with each other, making a ding.

Although Fade Chen was so shaken that his internal organs were writhing and he vomited a mouthful of blood, he blocked the move.

"Well, you are very good. There are not many people who can block my trick. You should be number one in Longshan City!" Niu Zhuo gave Fade Chen an approving glance and praised.

In the martial arts just now, he only showed a little bit of superficiality, and he didn't burst out with much strength at all.

Every trace of strength is extremely important to him.

If one day he can give Xueya a blow, even if he can retain the power to perform martial arts one more time, it will be very precious to him.

Fade Chen was a little confused by his praise.

Although he is a holy fighter, he is not considered a strong man in Yue Country.

Not to mention Yue Chen and the other generals, even if they are members of the personal guard, there are at least five or six hundred people who are much stronger than him.