Chapter 748: Bloodbeverage of the mad knife

"Well, since you want to fight dignifiedly, then I will satisfy you!"
Fang Bai drew back several feet, the space ring on his left hand shone slightly, and then red light flashed, and the mad knife that had been silent for a long time in his space ring appeared in his right hand.
This blood-drinking mad knife was discovered by Fang Bai and the fat Taoist Wu De in the tomb of an innate master named Zhuge Dingtian.
Fang Bai guessed that the Blood Drinking Mad Knife was originally an extremely powerful and terrifying spiritual weapon. Later, it may be sealed by a powerful person, and its power was greatly reduced, before it became a seemingly ordinary middle-grade. Spirit weapon.
What kind of spirit tool the Blood Drinking Mad Knife belongs to? Fang Bai’s current ability cannot be identified for the time being. Only when his strength is improved in the future, after the Blood Drinking Mad Knife’s seal is broken, its true grade. And power can be revealed.
Zhuge Dingtian was only an innate master, and it was impossible to sacrifice a spirit weapon of the grade of Bleeding Crazed Sword, so he should have obtained it by chance.
After Zhuge fell to the sky, the Blood Drinking Mad Knife was buried in his tomb, and Fang Bai obtained it.
Fang Bai held the Blood Drinking Mad Knife tightly in his right hand, and secretly injected a vitality into the blade. In an instant, a murderous aura full of blood spread to all directions, covering the entire island.
And Fang Bai's aura changed drastically at this moment, becoming as sharp as a blade.
"This knife... so strong killing intent!"
Wei He's body was enveloped by the murderous aura released by the mad knife, and the hairs all over his body were blown up. He felt a sense of facing death, knowing that the long knife in Fang Bai's hand was not a common product.
Moreover, he could sense that Fang Bai's combat power had suddenly increased a bit due to the blessing of the long knife.
"If that scarlet sword is in my hands, I will become stronger than I am now!"
Wei He stared at the mad knife in Fang Bai's hand. At the same time he was highly vigilant, his eyes also showed greed, thinking about Fang Bai and take the mad knife as his own.
Fang Bai raised the blood-drinking mad knife high, staring at Wei He with cold eyes, and said loudly: "This knife is called the blood-drinking mad knife. Once the knife is out of its sheath, it can only be taken back by drinking the opponent's blood! ...Take your blood today and sacrifice my knife!" Before he could say anything, the blood-drinking mad knife in his hand had been cut out from top to bottom, towards Wei He on the opposite side.
"Blood!"
As the mad knife cut out, Fang Bai gently spit out these two words.
The light of the knife flashed across the air, and the mad knife made a long, shadow of the knife. With the palpitating whimper, it slashed at Wei He's body, as if death was waving his sickle to harvest Wei He. s life.
When Fang Bai got the Blood Drinking Mad Knife, he also got a knife book called "Crazy Knife Three Types".
The "Three Types of Crazy Knife" are divided into "Blood Devouring", "Broken Soul", and "Disappearance". After Fang Bai's drills, he found that these three types are more powerful than one. As his cultivation level improves, there will be Then one day, with a single knife in your hand, you can eat your blood and destroy your soul and destroy everything.
Fang Bai’s combat power was originally slightly inferior to Weihe, but with the blessing of the Blood Drinking Mad Knife, he can already compete with Wei He. Moreover, the Blood Drinking Mad Knife has a terrible aspect, which is that it can be attacked. , Make the opponent produce illusions, once the opponent can't crack the illusion in time, it will become the dead soul of the blood drinker.
When Fang Bai’s "Blood Eater" style was displayed, Wei He suddenly saw a terrifying illusion of a sea of ​​blood and a mountain of corpses, and in the sea of ​​blood, there were countless warriors fighting frantically. On the ground, the stumps of warriors with broken arms were scattered everywhere. From time to time, warriors fell down amidst the screams, their faces were distorted, they struggled constantly, and died in endless pain.
Wei He was in this corpse mountain and blood sea, as if he could smell a thick aura in his nose, shouting and killing continued to spread into his ears, and one by one warriors brandished swords to attack him...
Although all this is an illusion, it is like being on the scene. If you are not a determined person, you will fall into the illusion, unable to extricate yourself, and give your opponent a chance.
Although Wei He was stronger and more determined than the average person, he was still under Fang Bai's "blood phagocytization", creating a momentary illusion and a brief trance in his spirit.
The strong man's tricks, and the negligence in one breath is fatal.
When Wei He got rid of the illusion caused by Fang Bai's "blood-chewing" trick, he was shocked that Fang Bai's blood-colored long knife had pierced his chest, before he had to react, it was too late.
puff--
The sound of the blade piercing into the flesh sounded, and Wei He only felt shocked in his chest. When he looked down, the blood-colored long knife had pierced through his front heart and pierced through his back.
Wei He could clearly feel that after the blade of the long sword penetrated his body, it produced a strong suction force, and the blood in his body began to rush into the blade madly.
And with the loss of blood, his vitality and physical strength are quickly disappearing.
When crying--
The "Jasper Soul Pestle", which originally weighed only a few hundred jin, seemed to weigh more than 10,000 jin at this moment, falling off Wei He's hand, falling to the ground, and rolling aside.
"you……"
Wei He's eyes were bulging and he looked unwillingly at the corner of his mouth with a sneer of Fang Bai. He wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything. After a sound of "ho ho" in his throat, his head tilted. There was a little movement.
The dignified "Ghost Doctor Valley" Supreme Elder, the warrior who had just been promoted to the high-level realm of heaven, fell.
Fang Bai held the blood-drinking mad knife in his hand until a strange blood-colored light flashed across the blade, which seemed to have drunk enough blood of the warrior, and then he drew his knife and stood.
Wei He's body was originally supported by a mad knife, but after Fang Bai pulled the knife, Wei He's body collapsed like a frustrated ball.
"Without the blessing effect of this knife, I would like to kill Wei He, who possesses a high-level strength of heavenly rank, it is almost impossible! This knife... is indeed a good knife!"
Fang Bai looked down at the blood-drinking mad knife in his hand, his divine knowledge penetrated into the blade, and he could sense the cheerful sound of the blade. Obviously, the killing and drinking of blood just now gave this spiritual weapon with a hint of spirituality. Very satisfied, making its blade sharper and more murderous.
In front of the Hall of the Valley Lord, the fierceness between the five major disciples headed by "Linghe Sect" and several disciples headed by "Ghost Doctor Valley" has reached a fever pitch. Changing blood and fighting for life, it seems that it is impossible to tell the winner in a short time.
Even Li Ao, the valley owner of the "Ghost Doctor Valley" who has been paying attention to the small island in the lake, was dragged by Mu Xiantian and was caught in a hard fight, and had no time to be distracted.
Therefore, no one knew Fang Bai beheaded Wei He.