Zhou Sheng frowned. It was not that he couldn't deal with this blood Shura, but Jiang Xue's soul would be annihilated if he was not careful.
"I'll help you unlock your restrictions and I won't touch you when you leave the building."
Blood Shura thought for a while and nodded in agreement. With a casual wave, Jiang Xue's soul was thrown towards Zhou Sheng.
Why she was so happy was not only the fear of Zhou Sheng's strength, but also the trust in the strong man's promise.
Zhou Sheng took Jiang Xue's soul and raised his hand to take her body into his side.
Without the command of Blood Shura, Jiang Xue, as a ghost slave, did not dare to move at all.
Zhou Sheng carefully pushed his soul into the center of her eyebrows, and used his nails to make a cut in the palms of her hands.
A stream of Yin Qi flowed down her palm and was taken into his mouth and swallowed.
"Zhou Sheng..." Jiang Xue Youyou woke up and glanced at Zhou Sheng before falling unconscious again.
Blood Shura looked at him nervously. He had already given him his bargaining chip, and there was nothing he could do if he regretted it.
The clone kneeling in front of Zhou Sheng disappeared in an instant, and the next moment appeared in front of Blood Shura, raised his fist and smashed it down.
Blood Shura was shocked and wanted to retreat, but before he had taken two steps, his fist fell.
A dark red shadow appeared around her. The shadow was trapezoidal and looked like a weight.
As the fist fell, cracks began to appear on the phantom of the scale, until the last punch fell, the phantom shattered, and the scales in the City Bureau Evidence City in the distance also cracked.
Blood Shura felt light all over, and she knew that the imprisonment on her body had been released.
Seeing that Xue Shura was about to leave the building, Liao Chen jumped up and hit her with his golden fist.
She jumped to avoid the attack of the fist, with a sullen look on her face: "Senior, are you planning to go back on your word?"
Zhou Sheng held Jiang Xue in his arms and smiled: "I just promised not to take action, but I didn't promise him not to take action."
"Liaochen, are you sure you can keep her?"
Liao Chen said with a bitter look on his face: "No, brother."
Zhou Sheng almost fell down when he heard Chen's words and said angrily to him: "After all, you are also a Samana who has cultivated the two-wheel Buddha ring, but you are actually afraid of such a powerful ghost!"
Liao Chen was even more miserable: "Brother, I'm just an abandoned disciple of Buddhism. I can't accumulate will power and my strength has stagnated. You think too highly of me when dealing with Blood Shura."
"Then why did you stop her?"
"If she stays here, Heaven's Punishment will naturally come. If Heaven's Punishment cannot be located when she leaves, then there will be no way to stop her from harming others."
There was a slight smile on Zhou Sheng's lips, Liao Chen was a good person to be friends with.
Just as the two were bickering, Blood Shura also reacted. She smiled coquettishly: "Monk, you can't fight me. Why don't you let me go, and I will show you my love from now on."
"Amitabha!" Liaochen clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, and two golden halos rose behind him.
A layer of gold paint began to climb up from his feet to his head. After the whole body was covered, the hair on his head began to fall off, revealing six burn scars.
Zhou Sheng was dumbfounded. No wonder Liao Chen had only covered his hands when dealing with ghost slaves before. It turned out that covering the whole body would have the sequelae of baldness.
Could this be what the legend says, I have become stronger but also bald.
"You evil beast, don't talk arrogantly. If I let you leave, I won't let you endanger the world!"
Blood Shura's face darkened, and the blood-colored scales that originally protected his main parts began to grow, wrapping his face bit by bit without leaving any gaps.
This is her innate ability, blood-colored scales, which can improve defense and recovery.
She screamed and jumped towards Chen, and her sharp claws wrapped in scales also clawed at his face.
Liao Chen's pupils shrank. Even though he was wrapped in a golden body, he didn't dare to resist Blood Shura's attack. He wanted to turn aside to avoid it.
But he didn't expect her to be so fast, and she was already in front of him in the blink of an eye.
A claw fell, and three cracks suddenly appeared on the wall behind him, and gravel fell from the cracks.
At that moment, Liao Chen turned sideways, and his sharp claws did not catch his head.
Just the strong wind from the claws scratched his chest, and blood flowed from the wound.
Liao Chen's chest muscles squirmed, and the wound stopped oozing blood.
The next second, a golden fist as big as a sandbag hit Blood Shura's abdomen.
Blood Shura actually borrowed his strength out of thin air, arched his body into a shrimp shape, then jumped back from the fist wind, and jumped away from his attack range.
When Liao Chen saw her retreating, he stood upright again with his hands clasped together.
The Buddhist wheel behind him rotates slowly, resembling a golden Arhat.
Not far away, Blood Shura stood up slowly, and you could clearly see a fist mark on her abdomen.
The next moment her abdomen began to bulge, and was restored to its original shape under the nourishment of ghost energy. Even her painful look just now disappeared.
Zhou Sheng observed the battle situation. During the few seconds of the contact, both sides were testing.
It seemed that Ling Chen had the upper hand, but in his eyes, it was actually Ling Chen who suffered a big loss.
Blood Shura showed an evil smile, the blood in her eyes became more intense, and red ghost energy kept coming out of her body.
Both sides were fighting in close combat. Of course, they rushed towards Chen without any nonsense and engaged in hand-to-hand combat. He punched and you clawed.
Every time Liao Chen scratched his body, he controlled his muscles to block the blood. On the other hand, Blood Shura was in extremely miserable condition. His arm was broken off by his fist, and his head was also broken in half. If it weren't for the protection of his scales, that punch might really kill him. Her head exploded.
Liao Chen's last punch knocked away the Blood Shura, and her broken body fell to the ground like a kite.
But when she was blasted away, her fingers pierced Chen's chest, drawing a line of blood.
Liao Chen covered his chest and half-knelt on the ground, holding his wound with his left hand and breathing heavily.
The Buddha Wheel behind him had become dim, and even the golden light on his body could no longer be maintained. Even the wounds blocked by the muscles burst open and blood flowed out.
On the other side, Blood Shura moved her stump and slowly got up. She was no longer human, her limbs were twisted in strange directions, and her body seemed to have been flattened.
It's just that her body keeps squirming, returning to its original shape bit by bit.
After a while, she returned to her human form, and she stared at Chen Chen with anger in her eyes.
She was already seriously injured, and even if she ran out of here, she could only find a place to heal.
She leaped over, grabbing the bald donkey's head with her sharp claws, eating his flesh, sucking all his blood, and refining his soul to repair her own losses.
Liao Chen raised his head and looked at her, with a look of despair in his eyes.
"Cough!" A light cough came from behind, and Blood Shura's fingers stopped on his scalp, not daring to make any move.
She raised her regained consciousness and looked at Zhou Sheng who was not far away: "Senior, what do you say?"
"I just promised you not to attack you, but I don't allow you to hurt my friends." Zhou Sheng said coldly.
"Okay, I'll listen to you, senior." Blood Shura swallowed a mouthful of old blood that surged into his throat, retracted his claws, and the bloody scales on his body began to close up to cover his important parts, and he was ready to leave this place. building.
