Chapter 1774 Fierce Battle with the Sixth Level Thunder Tribulation Powerhouse

In just a few hundred breaths, Fang Bai and Wu Jingfeng had flown nearly a thousand miles.

Although Wu Jingfeng gradually narrowed the distance between him and Fang Bai, his heart became more and more shocked.

He originally thought that with his own cultivation, he could catch up with Fang Bai within a hundred miles, but after chasing for nearly a thousand miles, there was still a distance of more than a hundred feet between him and Fang Bai.

Wu Jingfeng usually prided himself on being the first person in the Thunder Tribulation Realm, but Fang Bai's appearance made him feel ashamed and ashamed.

Although ordinary thunder tribulation experts can control spiritual weapons and fly for hundreds of miles, they cannot keep flying at high speed within these hundreds of miles. They need to slow down or even land to adjust their breath along the way.

Wu Jingfeng is a strong person at the sixth level of Thunder Tribulation. The spiritual energy accumulated in the air sea is extremely strong. Not only does he fly extremely fast, but he also flies farther.

Despite this, the high-speed flight of nearly a thousand miles still consumed a lot of his spiritual energy.

But when he unleashed his consciousness and inspected Fang Bai in front of him, he was shocked to find that Fang Bai's spiritual energy seemed to be flowing continuously, and it was still very abundant.

"Is that kid born with a special physique that can directly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"

Wu Jingfeng thought of this and looked at Fang Bai with eager eyes, like a hungry wolf sticking out his tongue and licking his lips.

He went out for training in the past and obtained an evil secret technique that could absorb the essence and blood of strong men and refine it in the sea of ​​qi to achieve the purpose of practicing and advancing.

Usually, the essence and blood of a strong person with a special physique is also extraordinary, which is more helpful in assisting cultivation.

Thinking of this, Wu Jingfeng felt a sense of hunger in his belly. He wanted to grab Fang Bai immediately, bite his throat, and suck out his blood.

"No matter what, kill him first, then drink it before his blood is cold!"

Wu Jingfeng originally wanted to catch up with Fang Bai, capture him alive, and then drink up his essence and blood. This would be the best for cultivation.

However, he was consuming more and more spiritual energy, but he didn't know when he would be able to catch up with Fang Bai. He simply gritted his teeth, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and murderous intent burst out.

His flying speed suddenly accelerated a bit, and he caught up to about a hundred feet behind Fang Bai in an instant, and threw his right hand forward violently.

"Whoosh!"

A ten-foot-long silver spear glowing with silver light shot towards Fang Bai in front of him like a dragon coming out of the sea, like lightning striking.

That ten-foot-long silver spear was Wu Jingfeng's imperial mid-level spiritual weapon, the Silver Dragon Spear. Combined with Wu Jingfeng's sixth-level Thunder Tribulation strength, it could easily penetrate fine iron and stubborn rocks and was very powerful.

Fang Bai sensed the crisis coming from behind, and without looking back, he threw the Blood-Drinking Knife backwards, and at the same time, his body quickly descended towards the mountains below.

He landed on a mountain peak and looked up at the sky. He saw the Blood Drinking Sword and the Silver Dragon Spear colliding hard together, making a loud "clang" sound, and the blood and silver light splashed, as brilliant as fireworks. .

Wu Jingfeng's chest felt suffocated, and there was a pain in his consciousness. He knew that his spiritual weapon was damaged, and that he was also implicated.

When he took a closer look, he found that the tip of the silver dragon gun had broken in the collision.

He was so surprised that he fixed his eyes on the long bloody knife and blurted out: "What a strong evil spirit!"

Wu Jingfeng was well-informed and experienced. He only took one look at the Blood-Drinking Kuangdao and knew that it was a supreme spiritual weapon. Countless powerful men had fallen under the sword.

He lost his personal spiritual weapon, and he felt sorry for it at first, but after seeing Fang Bai's blood-drinking sword, he couldn't help but get excited again.

"My silver dragon spear is only an imperial-grade medium-grade spiritual weapon, but the blood knife is much more powerful than it. It should be a high-grade imperial-grade spiritual weapon? Hey, if I get that blood knife, wouldn't my strength be enhanced a bit? "

Wu Jingfeng was so itchy that he didn't care about his silver dragon spear. He grabbed the blood-drinking sword suspended in the air with his bare hands.

Fang Bai waved to the sky, and the Blood-Drinking Knife flew towards his hand as if it was sensing something.

Fang Bai held the knife in his hand and looked at the sky coldly.

"Give me the bloody knife and let you die happily! Otherwise, you will not be able to survive or die!"

Wu Jingfeng shouted like thunder, his figure turned upside down in the sky, and slapped his palms towards Fang Bai below.

When he was still dozens of feet away from Fang Bai's head, the pressure of the sixth-level Thunder Tribulation expert and the palm movements of his hands volleyed down.

"The sixth-level thunder tribulation expert is too powerful. I can't compete with him with my own strength!"

Coercion and palm movements were both coming, Fang's thick white hair and black hair were flying, his clothes were rustling, and he felt a little difficult to breathe.

With a loud shout, he forcibly got rid of Wu Jingfeng's pressure that locked him, and jumped up, falling towards another mountain peak.

"boom!"

"Rumble..."

With a loud noise, Wu Jingfeng's palms hit the top of the mountain where Fang Bai was standing just now. The entire mountain top collapsed in half under his strong palm force, and huge rocks rolled down the mountain stream.

Fang Bai felt a slight shiver in his heart, thinking that Wu Jingfeng was really powerful in combat. Although he was a rare true form of chaos, if he blocked his blow with his physical body, he would probably be severely injured.

"Look where you're going!"

Wu Jingfeng's move failed and he immediately chased Fang Bai.

Fang Bai waved his right arm continuously, and used the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber to slash out three mad sword styles, each one more powerful than the last.

Wu Jingfeng was a discerning person. He saw that Fang Bai's three swords were incomparable and seemed to contain infinite power. It was a pity that his opponent's cultivation level was too low and he could not use them effectively.

"If I use this bloody sword to use these three sword techniques, the power will be several times greater than him!"

Wu Jingfeng muttered in his heart.

His opponent had a special physique, rare essence and blood, and had a blood knife and three extremely powerful sword skills. Wu Jingfeng felt that this was his chance, and became even more excited. He pointed at Fang Bai and shouted: "Take your sword." Give me the sword and sword skills, and I will spare your life!"

Fang Bai was slightly shocked when he saw that his figure was like a snake, and he could dodge his three crazy sword moves with agility. He knew that the difference in cultivation level between the two sides was too big, and their combat prowess was incomparable.

"If you want my blood-drinking sword, you can get it by yourself!"

Although Fang Bai was frightened, he pulled out a few blades with the Blood Drinking Mad Saber, smiled lightly and hooked his hand at Wu Jingfeng.

"You are seeking death!"

When Wu Jingfeng saw that Fang Bai refused to give in, he couldn't help but became furious. He made a sword with his palm and slashed repeatedly. At the same time, he moved forward, getting closer to Fang Bai.

Fang Bai kept waving the Blood-Drinking Sword, resisting Wu Jingfeng's slashing sword, and was completely on the defensive.

Wu Jingfeng's palm power was extremely strong. Although Fang Bai was able to block it with the Blood-Drinking Mad Saber without being injured, his body could not help but retreat under the impact of the palm sword.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between Wu Jingfeng and Fang Bai had narrowed to less than ten feet away, and Fang Bai could already see Wu Jingfeng's ferocious smile and distorted facial features.