With a fresh heart in his stomach, Miao Zi's withered face gradually became plumper, and his eyes were filled with energy, as if he had swallowed some powerful elixir. Wei Shiqi knew something was wrong, so he rushed forward, picked up the iron rod and smashed it wildly. The seedlings were like ghosts, floating around from the gaps in the iron rod. After chewing the heart, he took a few handfuls of blood and put it into his mouth. There was a mocking look on his face.
Along the way from Boiling Spring to Tiandu Peak, she killed countless beasts, sucked the hot blood, and devoured the hearts to restore her vitality. However, the blood of beasts was not as good as human blood after all, and the blood essence of monks was of great benefit to the skills she practiced. , the trial disciple who died in her hands didn't even pass the Tao Fei Pass, but the passage of seven or eight acupoints restored half of her vitality.
Seeing that he couldn't do anything to her, Wei Shiqi put away the iron rod and took a few steps back.
Miao Zi went crazy, raised the body above his head, tore his arms in half, and blood poured all over his body like a rainstorm. She laughed heartily, made a secret with her right hand, and recited a few spells. The blood condensed into a thin blood film, covering her naked body.
Hu Yong lost the will to resist, his teeth chattered, and he held up the Zhanlu sword with both hands, like a weak woman facing rape. Miao Zi glanced at him contemptuously and grinned. Wei Shiqi knew something was wrong and hurriedly shouted: "Be careful..."
Miao Zi fit into Hu Yong's arms, grabbed the Zhan Lu Sword in his hand, and with one stroke, he disemboweled Hu Yong, took out his heart and swallowed it, and leaned over to drink the blood.
Under Tiandu Peak, in front of the pale stone chamber, only Wei Shiqi and Miao Zi were left. Before the commander of Xianyun Peak arrived, Wei Shiqi was the last line of defense. All the brothers hiding in the stone chamber were killed by the butcher's knife. of the Lamb, no one is spared.
Wei Shiqi straightened his clothes and said solemnly: "Wei Shiqi, a disciple of Xiandu Sect, has met my senior."
Miao Zi dropped Hu Yong's body and said with a smile: "Wei Shiqi, I remember your name!"
"Dare you ask me your senior's name?"
"I'll know when you get into my belly!" Miao Zi didn't give him a chance to delay at all. He stepped forward with his sword and waved it gently. The Zhanlu Sword lit up with a dazzling red light, turned into a rain of flowers, and swept Wei Shiqi away. Surrounded by people.
Wei Shiqi wielded the iron rod and rushed forward without hesitation. Miao Zi dodged aside without waiting for him to get close. Zhanlu Sword left three wounds on his body. Although they were not critical, the Lihuo Qi stirred up his blood. Extremely uncomfortable.
Wei Shiqi didn't care about this minor injury at all, he pushed the Gentu Qi in his body to the extreme, blindly protected his vital points, constantly approached his opponent to fight, and he did not hesitate to put himself in danger. His strategy paid off, and the two fell into a stalemate. Miaozi moved around him for several feet, advancing and retreating, but was still unable to deliver a fatal blow, leaving only numerous wounds on his body.
But this stalemate did not last long. The sword wound was not a problem. What made Wei Shiqi feel troublesome was the Lihuo Qi that poured into his body along the wound. He needed to consume several times the Gentu Qi to resolve it. , even if he has already practiced Xiao Yue Gong to the "fourth floor", he cannot afford such a huge consumption. As a last resort, Wei Shiqi took out the flesh and blood from the Penglai bag and swallowed it raw. The price he paid for this was a sword hit on his back and thigh, which was as deep as the bones.
His heart couldn't help but sink, and he began to think about quitting.
Miao Zi was extremely sensitive to the smell of flesh and blood. She noticed that Wei Shiqi had swallowed something. After a moment, the vitality in her body quickly filled up. She immediately retreated several feet and said, "Hey, what did you eat?"
Wei Shiqi did not continue to pursue, but stood with the stick in hand. Yue Zhiyuan Ting, the Qi of Gentu in his body circulated, allowing the wound to heal slowly. The sword wounds on his back and thighs were extremely serious, and he could only pretend to be calm, not daring to show any flaws for fear that the other party would notice.
Seeing that he remained silent, Miao Zi became increasingly angry. When she was about to activate the magic, she suppressed it forcibly. Neither the head of Xiandu nor his direct disciple showed up. She could not waste her energy on this trial disciple.
She knew that her opponent was a physical practitioner and had extremely strong toughness. She could not defeat him in a hurry without using magic. However, she had many ways to deal with such trial disciples who had just started. Miao Zi swayed and came to the bright stone chamber. He kicked off the wooden door and rushed into the stone chamber. He grabbed a disciple and quickly broke off his limbs and threw them into the snow. He stepped on his chest and used Zhan Lu Sword. Pointing at his throat, he said coldly: "If you want him to live, throw down the iron rod, kneel down and beg for mercy."
Wei Shiqi looked at her expressionlessly without any movement. He needed time to recover. The other party's clumsy methods played into his hands.
Miao Zi slowly stabbed the sword, and the disciple kept wailing, sometimes begging her for mercy, and sometimes calling Senior Brother Wei, begging him for mercy. Miao Zi waited impatiently, pierced his throat with a sword, rushed into the stone room, grabbed a female disciple out, and continued to threaten Wei Shiqi.
Wei Shiqi still did not give in and looked at her silently.
Miao Zi became furious and killed all of Lu Shizhong's disciples one by one. Wei Shiqi didn't even frown. When the wound was almost healed, he rushed at her again with an iron rod and held her tightly. Miao Zi finally confirmed that threatening him with the lives of his fellow students would have no effect. He was a ruthless person who regarded human life as nothing.
