Chapter 1137 Each Sacrifice of Spiritual Weapons

In just a short moment, Fang Bai and Qiu Heming had already exchanged hundreds of moves.

Although Fang Bai has the ability to challenge higher levels and is a rare true form of chaos, Qiu Heming is an upright mid-level Zhou level strongman, and is also a strong person close to the Zhou level high-level realm. The two sides continue to collide with each other with their fists and feet. Bai unexpectedly fell into a disadvantage and was suppressed so much that he could hardly lift his head.

Fortunately, Fang Bai's strong physical body made up for his lack of cultivation. It was a miracle that he could withstand Qiu Heming's fierce offensive without losing a hundred moves.

This battle was the first time that Fang Bai used all his strength after his rebirth. The vitality in the sea of ​​​​qi was surging, and the vitality continued to pour out with his punches and kicks.

The meridians in Fang Bai's body also became wider and tougher under the erosion of the crazily flowing vitality, so that they could accommodate more vitality to pass through and withstand more ferocious impact of the vitality, thereby erupting with more powerful destructive power.

If the vitality is compared to water, then the meridians are river embankments. If the river embankments are built wide and strong, they can withstand the passage of a large amount of river water. Even if the current is turbulent, the embankments will not collapse.

The stronger the warrior, it means that the meridians in his body must be wider and tougher than the weaker warrior.

For example, Fang Bai, although the chaotic true energy in his sea of ​​​​qi encompasses the seven kinds of energy in the world and contains amazing power, it is limited by his meridians. When facing a strong enemy, he can only run two kinds of energy at the same time. If there is too much vitality, the meridians may not be able to withstand the violent impact of the vitality and burst.

The consequences of a broken meridian are extremely serious for a warrior, who is likely to become a useless person without the power to restrain a chicken.

Although Fang Bai's body has miraculous self-healing ability, at this time, he is absolutely unwilling to take the risk of rupturing his meridians to stimulate his body's potential to fight Qiu Heming.

However, this battle brought great pressure to Fang Bai. It was under this pressure that Fang Bai's vitality became purer, his meridians became wider and tougher, and he made another small step forward on the road to promotion. step.

This is the benefit of frequent challenges between warriors. Through repeated actual combat, pressure is turned into motivation, the physical state is squeezed to the limit, and then with the help of cultivation resources, the cocoon will eventually break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, achieving the goal of advancing in cultivation.

"Old guy, what a skill! In this world, you are the first warrior to force me to use a spiritual weapon!"

After a long fierce battle with Qiu Heming, Fang Bai felt that he could no longer squeeze out his value, so he sacrificed his Blood Drinking Sword and prepared to eliminate this powerful enemy.

Although Fang Bai has been fighting fiercely with Qiu Heming, he can see all directions and listen to all directions. He found that Linghu Qianjiao and Linghu Baimei were still under the control of the Xuannv Sect. He immediately went to rescue the two sisters.

With the Blood Drinking Mad Saber in his hand, Fang Bai's whole aura immediately changed. He and the sword merged, and the saber and his mind merged, as if the man and the sword merged into one, and his aura instantly overwhelmed Qiu Heming.

"This sword-shaped spiritual weapon can actually release murderous intent on its own. It's at least a middle-grade spiritual weapon. It's such a good treasure!"

Qiu Heming's eyes lit up when he saw the Blood-Drinking Mad Knife in Fang Bai's hand, and he was salivating. At the same time, he felt that Fang Bai's combat power suddenly increased a lot with the knife in his hand. The ring flashed with light, and an iron rod as tall as a person and as thick as an egg appeared in his hand.

This iron rod is the spiritual weapon Qiu Heming carries with him, named "Golden Crow Rod".

Fang Bai glanced at the iron rod in Qiu Heming's hand and saw that the rod's body was pitch-black and glowed with dots of golden light. He knew that the iron rod was blended with part of the Golden Crow from Heaven when it was cast. It was not only strong, but also powerful and belonged to the middle grade. The category of spiritual weapons.

"That knife is so murderous. I don't know how many souls died under his knife!"

Yang Ruojun saw the Blood-Drinking Sword in Fang Bai's hand and smelled the smell of blood filling the air. He couldn't help but snorted coldly and hated Fang Bai even more.

"Elder Qiu, this Fang Bai broke into our Xuannv Sect without permission and killed people for no reason. This is really abominable and outrages both humans and gods! I am willing to lead the senior officials of the Xuannv Sect to join forces with you to kill this Fang Bai. What do you think?

Yang Ruojun asked loudly.

Although Yang Ruojun wanted to join forces with Qiu Heming, she also knew that some strong men relied on their status and did not like others to help during a duel. Therefore, she would never dare to take action without Qiu Heming's consent, lest she arouse the other party's anger.

Qiu Heming said angrily: "How presumptuous! This elder is enough to deal with this little thief. How can I need the help of you losers? Keep an eye on those two little girls for me. I will settle the score with them later! If one of them escapes, I will destroy your entire sect!"

If these words had come from the mouths of other warriors, Yang Ruojun and other senior officials of the Xuannv Sect would have been extremely angry, but when they came from Qiu Heming's words, they felt awe-struck, knowing that Qiu Heming's words were not just words.

Yang Ruojun was really worried that Linghu Qianjiao and Linghu Baimei would run away and bring disaster to the Xuannv Sect, so he simply stood beside the two women and guarded them personally.

when!

There was an ear-splitting sound of the clashing of spiritual weapons. The spiritual weapons in Fang Bai and Qiu Heming's hands collided hard, and their vitality scattered, bursting out with dazzling sparks.

Although the Blood Drinking Sword was powerful, Fang Bai was limited by his own cultivation and was far from able to exert its true power.

The Golden Crow Stick has been with Qiu Heming for many years, and it perfectly matches Qiu Heming's cultivation. With one swing of the stick, he maximized the power of the Golden Crow Stick.

After the deafening crash, Fang Bai and Qiu Heming flew back. When they lowered their heads to look at the spiritual weapons in their hands, the Blood Drinking Crazy Sword in Fang Bai's hand was intact, but a small one appeared on the Golden Crow Stick in Qiu Heming's hand. gap.

"What a powerful spiritual weapon!"

Qiu Heming has been using the Golden Crow Staff for many years and has fought countless warriors. He has always been invincible and has never had any damage to his spiritual weapon. He did not expect to be injured by a sword in Fang Bai's hand today. He couldn't help but gasp. The cold air made me feel surprised and happy.

What was surprising was that after Fang Bai sacrificed the spiritual weapon, his combat power was on par with his own. And if he continued to fight like this, sooner or later the Golden Crow Stick in his hand would be cut off by the knife-shaped spiritual weapon. Without the assistance of the spiritual weapon, he would have lost his ability. He was no match for Fang Bai.

The happy thing is that as long as he can kill Fang Bai, this sword-shaped spiritual weapon belongs to him. At that time, as long as he blends his own essence and blood into the sword-shaped spiritual weapon, it will become his own spiritual weapon.

"Master Yang, this little thief is your common enemy and we should join forces to kill him! Don't worry, I, the Gale Wind Valley, will not vent my anger on the Xuannv Sect for the death of Shijun and Shijun!"

Qiu Heming's mind was spinning and he suddenly shouted loudly.