Chapter 1616: Fight

The reason why Qu Rui and Zhu Jingze tracked Fang Bai all the way to this point was his blood knife.
It's just that there is only one blood knife, and both of them are coveted. If one gets it, the other will definitely fight each other. In the end, there will be a life and death battle.
So the two agreed that after they caught Fang Bai and got the blood knife, whoever was sure to erase Fang Bai's spiritual knowledge left in the blood knife and manipulate it freely would belong to whoever.
And the party who gets the blood knife must come up with enough mathematical training resources to compensate those who have not got the blood knife, which is counted as compensation.
After the two of them discussed it, they came after each with their own thoughts.
"Good boy, is this waiting for us?"
When Qu Rui saw Fang Bai's figure hanging in the air, facing the two of them, there was a sneer at the corners of his mouth, first he was startled, and then he laughed.
"I think he knew he couldn't escape, so he just waited to die here!"
Zhu Jingze "hehe" smiled.
Qu Rui said: "Brother Zhu is done, don't scare him. As long as he is willing to hand in a bleeding knife, we can still spare his life."
Zhu Jing chose to say: "Then it depends on whether he is worthy of cooperation. If he honestly handed over the bleeding knife, spare him and save his life! If he dares to play any tricks, we will let him die!"
Qu Rui said: "Boy, you hand in the bleeding knife, how about I give you a king-grade high-grade spiritual weapon? Or the same-grade training resources will do! You can choose it!"
The reason why Qu Rui said this was because he discovered that although Fang Bai was a distracted elementary-level cultivation base, it gave him a sense of unpredictability, especially the ridicule at the corner of Fang Bai's mouth, which made him feel a little drummed.
In addition, he concluded that Fang Bai’s blood knife was an imperial spirit weapon, which had a powerful auxiliary effect on the combat power of the warrior. He was somewhat afraid of him. He thought that if he could exchange cultivation resources for the blood knife, it would be best for soldiers not to cut blood. .
Zhu Jingze's city mansion is not as deep as Qu Rui's, and his temperament is a bit more irritable. He heard the words: "Brother Qu, what are you talking about with him? Just slapped him to death and grabbed his space ring! That blood knife must be there. In his space ring!"
Qu Rui looked at Fang Bai and asked with a smile: "What? Have you thought about it? Is it a fight or a peace? It's between your thoughts!"
Fang Bai's face changed slightly, and he seemed to be a little scared, and sighed: "I wanted to fight to the death with you to defend my imperial spirit weapon, but I think it's not your opponent... Forget it, you want a blood knife. It is with you!"
When he said this, the red light flashed, and the mad knife appeared in his right hand.
"However, I only have one blood knife. Should I give it to the two of you? If this is given, what should I do if that one wants to kill me?"
Fang Bai asked tangledly.
Zhu Jingze looked at the blood knife in his hand and beamed his eyes, beckoned to him, and said anxiously: "You only have to give me the blood knife! I promise with my own personality that neither of us will touch you!"
Fang Bai curled his lips, thinking about your old thief, where is your personality, but thinking so in his heart, naturally he wouldn't say it. He looked at Qu Rui and asked, "Really?"
The light flashes in Qu Rui's eyes, and then he nodded: "We speak for the sake of everything. As long as you hand in the bleeding knife, you can leave."
"Okay! Go on!"
Fang Bai raised his right hand, and the mad knife flew towards Zhu Jingze, and in a blink of an eye he arrived in front of Zhu Jingze.
Zhu Jingze was ecstatic in his heart, so he wanted to pick it up.
At this moment, a strong crisis struck. Qu Rui, who stood beside Zhu Jingze and was no more than ten feet away from him, turned abruptly at the moment Zhu Jingze reached out to receive the blood knife. A black long knife was drawn out, and a black lightning was drawn in the air, whizzing towards Zhu Jingze.
The black long knife is made of dozens of rare materials from the world's black meteorite and 3,000 worlds. The blade is heavy and sharp. It is Qu Rui's personal spirit weapon. It belongs to the first-class king. Qu Rui rarely reveals it. , But once the knife is shot, you will see blood.
Since Qu Rui created this black sword spirit weapon, there have been countless strong men who have died under the black sword.
"The old thief is despicable!"
Zhu Jingze didn't expect that Qu Rui would make a sudden move, and as soon as he made the move, he would do his best. Obviously, he was ready to calculate himself before he knew that he was fooled.
Seeing that black lightning struck down, Zhu Jingze yelled angrily. Before he could pick up the knife, he retreated with all his strength, and instantly opened up ten feet away from the blood knife.
At this moment, the blood knife had fallen into Qu Rui's hands.
"Brother Zhu, when it comes to playing scheming city palace, you are still a little tender! Haha, this blood knife belongs to me!"
Qu Rui held the black knife in his right hand and the blood knife in his left hand. He was so excited that he couldn't help laughing smugly.
Zhu Jingze looked at the blood knives in his hand that should have belonged to him, his angry eyes were red, and he yelled several times, sacrificed a pair of hammer spirit instruments, and slammed them at Qu Rui.
His pair of hammers were also the first-class spirit weapons of the king grade. They weighed tens of thousands of catties and were infinitely powerful. When they fell, they brought up two strong winds, causing them to hunt and hunt.
"when!"
Qu Rui didn't dare to despise Zhu Jingze, who was equally strong, and raised the black knife in his left hand to block with all his strength. The two high-class spirit weapons fought against each other, sparks splashed all over, and the spiritual aura spread by several tens of meters.
Since Qu Rui was holding a knife with one hand to block, he inevitably suffered a small loss, and his figure retreated farther back.
"I won't play with you!"
Qu Rui held the blood knife to find a place to sacrifice, then looked back for Zhu Jingze to settle the account, threw the blood knife into the space ring, turned and fled.
Zhu Jingze was irritated and frantic, and he wanted to eat his meat raw. Where would he let him go? He cried, "The old thief stay away," and turned into streamers to chase.
In order to fight for the blood knife, the two high-ranking powerhouses fought a big battle, and actually put Fang Bai, the owner of the blood knife, to the side, and did not pay attention to him anymore.
As soon as they chased and fled, no one noticed that Fang Bai chased after him unhurriedly, with a playful smile on his mouth.
After chasing and escaping thousands of miles, Qu Rui saw that Zhu Jingze couldn't get rid of Zhu Jingze. He simply turned around and said to Zhu Jingze: "Wait! Brother Zhu, I will give you all the training resources in my space ring, and return the blood knife. how do I?"
Zhu Jingze was teased by him and hated him. At this time, he just wanted to take back the blood knife. He cursed: "Old thief, the beauty you want! If the blood knife is not given to me, I will fight you, old thief!"
Qu Rui also got angry, and said with a grinning smile: "I really thought I was afraid that you would not succeed? Come on, let's fight San Baihe and see who can kill who!"
The two said, each offering a spirit weapon, and then staged a big showdown in this midair.
Fang Bai concealed his breath, standing on a mountain a few miles away, cleverly avoiding the two men’s divine sense exploration, and seeing the two fighting together again, he said in his heart: "Fight! Fight! Best Fight a lose-lose, lest Xiaoye do it again!"