Chapter 2265： Burning **** magic cannon

"If they encounter the **** magic cannon, you will die!"

Xue Yi shouted coldly, looking at the slave warrior who was responsible for protecting beside him.

Although there are not many paladins, there are two to three hundred, all of whom were once strong in the nearby area. After being defeated by him, they forcibly enslaved the opponent.

With the talent of the Bloodthirsty Demon Race, he can use blood as a guide to control the opponent, so even if there are warriors who are close to the half-step war emperor among these strong men, they dare not resist him at all.

Just a thought of Bloodfang, these slave warriors will be drained of blood and die tragically.

Several slave warriors with the strength of the war saint glanced at each other, although they were reluctant, after all, they could clearly see the strength of Lu Bu and others in mid-air.

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

Although they are powerful, Bloodfang does not have the slightest mercy in drawing blood. They still need to draw a large amount of blood every day to maintain the cultivation of Bloodfang and refine various magic items.

"Don't hurry up?"

Bloodfang glared dissatisfiedly at the headed Niu Mozu slave warrior.

At this moment, he was a little confused.

He even wondered if there was a demon **** behind Yue Chen who was supporting him.

"Yue Chen is definitely not a simple demon, it seems that there are other demon gods who want to step in here!"

Bloodya secretly slandered in his heart.

Looking at his uncertain expression, other Demon Warriors did not dare to neglect.

"Yes!"

The headed Niu Mozu warrior hurriedly said and flew towards Lu Bu, who was crisscrossing the ground.

The look in his eyes was quite bitter. If Bloodfang had the same ability to check loyalty as Yue Chen, he would definitely be able to see the big zero on his head.

"Damn bloodthirsty demon, we Niu Demon martial artist will never succumb. As long as there is a chance, I Niu Zhuo will definitely kill you!"

The bull head demon clan complained in his heart that although Bloodfang could control his life and death, it could not control his mind and soul.

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

If it is pure allegiance, it makes no difference to the demons.

Allegiance to Bloodfang, or allegiance to other warriors, as long as they can obtain sufficient training resources, it is the same for them.

But now it is different. Not only did Bloodfang not provide them with cultivation resources, but instead drew a lot of blood from them.

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

Occasionally, I gave some crystal stones, but I was only worried that they would be drained of blood and die.

"Master Patriarch, have you heard?

A kid of the goblin tribe has taken refuge in Yue Chen, and now he is still the first warrior of the Godbreaker tribe, with a high position! "

In the process of flying to Lu Bu, a Niu Demon warrior seemed inadvertently, flying past Niu Zhuo, suppressing his voice to the lowest level, and speaking in the special language of Niu Demon.

Among the slave warriors, discussion about the traitor Longhan is strictly forbidden.

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

A betrayer will attract more imitators.

"I know, it's the boy Longhan, I told him!"

Niu Zhuo replied calmly.

Although the warriors of the Niu Mozu are irritable and even a little brainless, their loyalty is among the best among the Mozu.

Even if they have become slaves, many warriors of the Niu Demon Race are extremely loyal to Niu Zhuo, the former patriarch, but because of the power of the Bloodthirsty Demon Race, they dare not show it.

"Patriarch, that group of bloodthirsty demon races didn't take our lives and deaths into consideration at all. If we can send one or two powerful bloodthirsty demons, we might still have hope of blocking those high-level demons!"

The Niu Mozu warrior complained unwillingly.

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

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

These slave warriors are different, even if they are all dead, as long as there is time to accumulate, Bloodfang can still be captured again.

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

At the very least, it can seal the borders and tear the land, tearing a piece from the territory of the Duke of Dragon Blood, and there will be no shortage of slaves at that time.

Even if these warriors are dead, it is not worth distressing.

"Just wait for the paddling, don't go head-to-head with the enemy!"

Niu Zhuo pressed a warning, and flew down.

Find a guard team with the primary strength of the battle saint, and make a gesture.

According to his original strength, even if he was weakened a lot, he could easily kill this guard.

Niu Zhuo didn't do that. He had a huge hammer in his hand, which was forged from a mixture of various metals. He roared in his mouth, as if he was working hard.

The black-hole-like nostrils sprayed out white mist, and his eyes were very scarlet, and he looked like he was smashing his head.

However, each hammer did not exert much power.

The guardsman is named Chen Fei, and he has followed around since Yue Chen was still in the end.

Looking at the big knife in his hand against Fei Niuzhuo's sledgehammer at this moment, he has some doubts about his own strength?

Am I so strong?

Even if the high-ranking warrior of the war sage is weak, it is impossible for him to be able to deal with it so easily as a beginner warrior of the war sage.

It just didn't look like Niu Zhuo's appearance.

I can only deal with it carefully, not knowing what the Niu Mozu warrior has in front of him.

"Go to death for me!"

Niu Zhuo roared, his feet slammed on the ground, and flew into the air. The giant hammer smashed against Chen Fei's head.

Martial Arts: Crack the ground.

This is Niu Mozu's expert martial skill, and while jumping high, the strength can also be increased several times. Niu Zhuo's skill is even more proficient.

Even being able to change his position in mid-air is extremely powerful.

However, with this seemingly powerful blow, Chen Fei raised his knife to block, and the knife and hammer collided with a ding sound.

Although Chen Fei was shaken so that his internal organs were tumbling and vomiting blood, he blocked this move.

"Well, you are very good. There are not many people who can block my move. You should be the number one person in Longshan City!"

Niu Zhuo glanced at Chen Fei approvingly and praised.

In the martial arts just now, he just used a little fur, and he didn't explode much power at all.

Every trace of strength is extraordinarily important to him.

If one day he can give Bloodfang a blow, even if he can leave the power to perform martial arts once more, it will be precious to him.

Chen Fei was a little confused by his praise.

Although he is a saint warrior, he is not a strong one in Yue State.

Not to mention Yue Chen and a group of gods, even if they were both members of the guard team, at least five or six hundred people were much stronger than him.