As the saying goes: One force can defeat ten. Zhang Qi, on the other hand, was able to defeat ten enemies with one sword. In addition to using a weapon to attack him, there was really no better way to face this kind of range attack. He could only rely on the bone dagger's return state to decisively roll into the wave of swords.
The dark clouds rolled, and there was a heavy rain-like impact in the wave of knives. The demon knife and the bone dagger collided countless times. When Zhang Qi looked at the bone dagger, it turned into a broken saw, with a few pits on it. The demon knife Its power can destroy the artifact-level bone dagger like this, which shows its high level. But Zhang Qi's choice still paid off. The flames on the demon knife were much weaker, and there were still many gaps in the blade. It seemed that the bone dagger was very powerful.
After this round of collision, Xi Yong's originally crazy eyes seemed to have regained some clarity. It seemed that he did not expect that this mere dagger was so tough. The front of the demon knife could not be cut. He was also injured, but he was in a rage. The issue of weapons has obviously been ignored.
He raised the demon sword upside down and performed an inexplicable sword trick. The demon sword slowly stretched like a living thing. The flames on the sword became more intense. Everyone could see that this was a charge. Zhang Qi was not a plot character. Naturally, Not wanting to do anything pretentious like waiting for him to finish charging up, he kicked his left leg down, and the huge force caused a crater to explode on the ground. With this force, Zhang Qi's body shot towards Xi Yong like a cannonball. The bone dagger had recovered, but he stabbed wildly with another purple-level dagger.
Seeing this, Xi Yong had no choice but to stop accumulating power. He raised the demon knife, and the flames came out of the body and turned into a bad wolf, rushing towards his face. At the same time, his body ejected backwards, intending to complete the unsuccessful accumulating power. Zhang Qiqi Neng was unaware of his tactical intentions, and his speed increased instead of decreasing. He instantly transformed his original form into a sharp shield, and charged forward against the flames. The dagger in his hand suddenly left his hand and shot straight towards Xi Yong's throat.
The dagger cut across a long rainbow and came through fire like lightning. Although Xi Yong's mind fell into madness, he was worthy of being a genius. His fighting consciousness was still there, and his body remained in the same retreating position. The demon knife in his hand danced into a round shield, and he only heard "Bang" "With a sound, the purple-level dagger was bounced away. In his heart, Zhang Qi must have been anxious, and actually threw the weapon as a hidden weapon. It seemed that this person was not as skilled as this, but there was no trace of panic on Zhang Qi's face. His face was filled with confusion.
Zhang Qi had expected the dagger to be shot down, and he didn't expect to be able to hit Xi Yong like this. This was just the price of paying for a purple-level dagger in exchange for more time. Just when Xi Yong was dancing the demon knife , his Shengtian Steps unfolded a set of mysterious steps, and he quickly approached Xi Yong like a flash. As an assassin, getting close is the way to go.
Xi Yong's demon sword is a longer weapon than a dagger. One inch is longer, the other is stronger, and the other is shorter and more dangerous. Seeing Zhang Qi's sudden approach, Xi Yong was startled. He had been fooled. If he had accelerated the dance time and retreated, he would not have been approached by an assassin. But it was too late and he could only pause the evolution of the demon sword first. , concentrate on dealing with Zhang Qi who is close at hand.
For Zhang Qi, who has always been cautious, no amount of preparation is too much. Even if he has an artifact like the bone dagger, he still has multiple purple-level daggers ready for emergencies. Now they come in handy. The equipment When he reached the purple level, his strength was definitely not low. When he got close, he performed a set of self-created dagger techniques. This dagger technique was inspired by Zongsen, and combined with the weird footwork, every knife was extremely thrilling. But it is very graceful, like an elegant dancer, showing amazing steps.
Xi Yong was not in the mood to appreciate such cruel beauty. He knew that every seemingly beautiful movement of Zhang Qi contained at least dozens of murderous intentions. As long as he was slightly attracted, no less than dozens of murderous intentions would appear on his body in an instant. A big hole.
Zhang Qi was dancing, and he was dancing too. The slender demon knife was drawn into wisps of filaments, and the strange red color circled his body, flowing slowly, but every time it touched Zhang Qi with the utmost coincidence. Qi's dagger made the purple-level dagger tremble in fear every time. Zhang Qi didn't think that the speed of this powerful man was slowing down, but that it slowed down when it reached the extreme. At this speed, the original speed was originally No more chasing speed.
It's like a fat person who stops trying to become a fat person.
With the help of the power of the demon sword, Xi Yong completely became two people, not only in terms of strength, but more importantly in terms of consciousness. The crazy will to kill made him and his demon sword extremely excited, a person who cut off fear. , his concentration will make people fearful, and this fear will spread from his demon sword.
When fighting reaches a certain level, sometimes it is more of a duel of wills. Zhang Qi understands that if his will is taken away by the murderous intent of the demon sword, death is waiting for him, and neither the Shengtian Step nor the Bone Dagger can save him.
After experiencing so many battles, for the first time, he felt that he had to be so focused on a battle of wills. This battle had nothing to do with tactics, magical skills, or even equipment. Only those with a strong will can survive to the end.
This is not a sentiment, nor is it a literary description, but a fact.
The strangeness and power of the demon sword did not take away Zhang Qi's calmness. On the contrary, he discovered the simplest truth: things that are not his own are not his after all. Possession is only temporary and requires a price.
Obviously, this principle also applies to the present. Therefore, he is sure that the demon sword cannot last. Such crazy willpower cannot be endured by the demon sword, so all this burden must be placed on Xi Yong. With him How long can he persist with his strength?
Zhang Qi's speed became faster and faster, and his dance became more and more beautiful. In order to cope with this beauty, Xi Yong kept fighting with the demon sword.
Finally, there was a trace of relaxation in his will that could not be detected by outsiders, but Zhang Qi, who was present, caught it.
as expected!
The collision force between the dagger and the demon knife is as precise as a computer. The strength of the rebound can confirm the opponent's firmness of will. Every previous collision made Zhang Qi feel Xi Yong's madness, but it was the tens of thousands of times just now. During the collision, the force of the rebound had an imperceptible buffer. Although it was only one of thousands of blows, it was clearly captured by Zhang Qi.
Once the dominoes are set off, the consequences are unstoppable.
As soon as he felt the buffer of the knife, Zhang Qi's dagger took the opportunity to explode, and the offensive surged over like a tide, quickly tearing a large hole in the defensive net woven by the demon knife, and the wisps of strange red filaments finally began to shake. .
The dagger trembled violently, and with a tooth-piercing friction sound, the purple-level dagger actually scattered into pieces in the air...
However, what is surprising is that Zhang Qi's face did not show any disappointment at all, but showed a long-lost smile.
Xi Yong, who shattered the dagger, showed a look of shock for the first time. He slowly lowered his head. There was a hint of red in the long gown, like a Xuan ink painting, which was constantly rendered and finally formed. A beautiful stream of blood dripped on the ground...
A trace of shock suddenly flashed across Xi Yong's face. It was obvious that he felt the tearing desire. He thought he was desperate and squeezed out a strange chuckle, which formed a strange scene with the blood on the ground.
"This is the special thing about your mysterious dagger! Otherwise, how could you sacrifice a purple-level dagger in exchange for a chance to strike." Xi Yong said with a smile.
"Yes!" Zhang Qi responded seriously, and then asked piously like a student: "How does it taste?"
This was originally meant to be sarcastic, but Zhang Qi's words made people feel no disrespect at all, and even looked full of respect.
However, what makes it even more weird is that Xi Yong also smiled with a straight face: "It's not good, it's simply terrible!"
"That's good!" Zhang Qi sighed.
"Do you feel good?" Xi Yong said.
"Okay!" Zhang Qi said.
"I feel bad." Xi Yong said.
"Please tell me!" Zhang Qi bowed.
"Because I like blood." Xi Yong said, "Not only other blood, but also my own."
"..."
A flash of vigilance flashed in Zhang Qi's heart. He knew that Xi Yong was definitely not the kind of person who was willing to die, nor was he a poser.
Sudden……
The blood flowing out of his body seemed to be affected by some kind of suction, flowing upstream from the ground, and the source of the suction was the demon knife!
The red light of the demon sword became brighter and brighter, seeming to enjoy the offering of blood. They formed a strange blood chain, relying on each other and coexisting.
When Zhang Qi saw this, he really didn't understand the reason, but he knew that if this situation continued, the demon knife would only become stronger and stronger. He made a prompt decision and took action again with the bone dagger, and a flash of shock flashed... …
At the moment when the bone dagger and the blood chain intersected, the blood chain burst out with a red-level force, directly knocking Zhang Qilian's dagger away.
Zhang Qi was shocked. This power was definitely not Xuchi, it was Chijie. He felt the power of Chijie. This kind of power that could not be desecrated by external forces made him remember it deeply. However, it was only a mere purple level, no matter how strong it was. , and it is absolutely impossible to be promoted to the realm of the Red Level. There is no precedent for this in the history of Tianqi. Moreover, the majesty of the Red Level cannot be achieved by a short promotion. Therefore, Zhang Qi boldly deduced that this kind of blood chain It's just a temporary special form, it doesn't really allow people to have the power of the red level.
Therefore, the only thing he can do now is to wait!
People who are patient tend not to have bad luck, just like people who like to laugh don't have bad luck.
It didn't take long for Xi Yong to finish sucking the blood of the demon sword.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Zhang Qi feels that the tear in his desire still exists. The heaven-defying power given by this rule has not been changed, but the demon knife uses this wound as its source of power. In other words, today’s demon knife and the wound A microsecond connection is established between them: the power of the wound is absorbed by the demon knife, and the demon knife shares the power with the body, forming a virtuous cycle, but this cycle produces a powerful force, that is, the absorption The demon sword with its own blood has been further evolved, and there are even faint signs of merging with the body.
The bright red is getting brighter and brighter, so bright that people dare not look directly at it. Only Zhang Qi's eyes, strengthened by Guanhuo, can see the changes. The demon knife absorbs more and more blood, and Xi Yong's face was as pale as winter snow, and even his eyes became blurred. It was obvious that the large amount of blood loss caused him to almost lose the power to control his body.
Suddenly, the demon sword suddenly shook, and the feeling was like burping him. Immediately, the demon sword released thousands of blood lines just now, continuously surrounding Xi Yong's body, and finally wrapped the whole body like a spring silkworm, A bloody pupa forms.
Zhang Qi tried to attack the blood chrysalis during this period, but the substantial power of the red level made him unable to do anything to the monster in front of him.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
I don't know how long it took, but there were bursts of cracking sounds from the blood chrysalis, and cracks opened from the top. As a huge explosion burst out from the inside, a bloody shadow rushed towards Zhang Qi.
quick! too fast!
There was no time to make a reasonable reaction. Zhang Qi used the bone dagger as the fulcrum and the origin of transformation as the back force. If he were an ordinary person, he would retreat with all his strength. However, Zhang Qi not only did not retreat, but launched a counterattack. This was his cleverness.
Just imagine if he retreats, with the speed of Blood Shadow, he may not be able to escape. On the contrary, he uses the bone dagger to make a powerful point attack. With the origin of transformation to bear the recoil, he can unscrupulously buffer the impact of Blood Shadow, and Slow down the opponent.
To be able to have such quick wit in such a sudden change, I'm afraid only Zhang Qi's brain in this world can do it.
After buffering most of the force, Zhang Qi was still knocked a hundred meters away.
