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"Okay, since you want to fight with dignity, then I will satisfy you!"

Fang Bai retreated a few feet, the spatial ring he was wearing on his left hand lit up slightly, and then the red light flashed, and the blood-drinking madness knife that had been silent in his spatial ring for a long time appeared in his right hand.

This blood-drinking madness knife was found 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 Madness Knife was originally supposed to be an extremely powerful and terrifying spiritual weapon, but later it might have been sealed by the power of a certain strong man, and its power was greatly reduced, and it turned into a seemingly ordinary medium-grade spiritual weapon.

What grade of spiritual weapon does the Blood Drinking Mania Knife belong to, with Fang Bai's current ability, it is not possible to distinguish it for the time being, only when his strength is improved in the future and the seal of the Blood Drinking Mania Knife is broken, its true grade and power can be revealed.

Zhuge Dingtian was just an innate master, and it was impossible to refine a spiritual weapon of this grade as the Blood Drinking Crazy Knife, so he should have obtained it by chance.

And after Zhuge Dingtian fell, the Blood Drinking Maniac Knife was buried in his tomb, and then obtained by Fang Bai.

Fang Bai's right hand clenched the Blood Drinking Crazy Knife, secretly injecting a stream of vitality into the blade, and in an instant, a murderous aura filled with bloody aura spread out to all directions, enveloping the entire island.

And Fang Bai's momentum also changed greatly at this moment, becoming as sharp as a blade.

"This knife...... What a strong killing intent!"

Wei He's body was shrouded in the sky-high murderous aura released by the Blood Drinking Mania Knife, and the hairs on his body exploded up, and he actually had a feeling of facing death, knowing that the blood-colored long knife in Fang Bai's hand was not ordinary.

Moreover, he could also sense that Fang Bai's combat power had also increased a few points because of the blessing effect of that blood-colored long knife.

"If that blood-colored knife were in my hands, I would be even more powerful than I am now!"

Wei He stared closely at the Blood Drinking Crazy Knife in Fang Bai's hand, and while he was highly vigilant, his eyes also showed greed, thinking about how to kill Fang Bai and take the Blood Drinking Crazy Knife for himself.

Fang Bai raised the Blood Drinking Mania Knife high, looked at Wei He with a cold gaze, and said loudly: "This knife is called the Blood Drinking Maniac Knife, once the knife is out of the sheath, it can only be withdrawn if you drink the opponent's blood......!" Take your blood today and sacrifice my sword!" Before he finished speaking, the blood-drinking knife in his hand had already slashed out from top to bottom towards Wei He on the opposite side.

"Bloodthirsty!"

At the same time as the Blood Drinking Crazy Knife slashed out, Fang Bai gently spit out these two words in his mouth.

The sword light flashed, the blood qi was in the air, and the blood-drinking madness knife drew a long blood-colored knife shadow, carrying a palpitating whimpering sound, slashing towards Wei He's body, as if the god of death was wielding a scythe to harvest Wei He's life.

When Fang Bai got the Blood Drinking Crazy Knife, he also got a knife score called "Crazy Knife Three Styles".

"Crazy Knife Three Styles", divided into "Blood Eating", "Soul Breaking", "Destruction", after Fang Bai's practice, he found that these three styles are more powerful than the other, with the improvement of his own cultivation, there will be a day in the future, he can devour blood and break the soul with a knife in his hand, and destroy everything.

Fang Bai's combat power was originally slightly inferior to Wei He, but with the blessing of the Blood Drinking Maniac Knife, he was able to compete with Wei He, and the Blood Drinking Mania Knife also had a terrible place, that is, it could make the opponent have an illusion when attacking, and once the opponent could not crack the illusion in time, he would become a bloody demon under the knife.

When Fang Bai's "blood devouring" was unleashed, a terrifying illusion of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood suddenly appeared in front of Wei He's eyes, and between the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, there were countless warriors fighting frantically, and the entire ground was littered with the stumps and broken arms of the warriors, and from time to time there were warriors who fell down in the screams, their faces distorted, and they kept struggling, dying in endless pain and torture.

Wei He was in the middle of this mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, as if he could smell a thick bloody breath in his nose, and the sound of shouting and killing continued to enter his ears, and one by one the warriors brandished their swords and attacked him......

Although all this is an illusion, it is like being in the scene, and if you are not a person with a strong will, you will fall into an illusion and cannot extricate yourself, thus giving your opponent an opportunity to take advantage of.

Although Wei He was strong and his mind was firmer than ordinary people, he still had a momentary illusion under Fang Bai's "blood devouring", and his spirit appeared in a short trance.

If the strong make a move, the negligence between breaths is enough to kill.

By the time Wei He got rid of the illusion caused by Fang Bai's move "Blood Devouring" and was shocked to realize that Fang Bai's blood-colored long knife had stabbed into his chest, it was too late to react.

Poof-

The sound of the blade entering the flesh sounded, Wei He only felt a shock in his chest, and when he looked down, the blood-colored long knife had already pierced through his front heart and pierced through his back.

Wei He could clearly feel that after the blade of the blood-colored long knife penetrated his body, it actually produced an extremely strong suction, and the blood in his body began to pour madly into the blade.

And with the loss of blood, his vitality and physical strength are also rapidly disappearing.

When—

The "Jasper Suo Soul Pestle", which originally weighed only a few hundred catties, seemed to weigh more than 10,000 catties at this moment, fell off from Wei He's hand, fell to the ground, and rolled aside.

"You ......"

Wei He's eyes bulged, and he looked at Fang Bai with a sneer on the corner of his mouth unwillingly, wanting to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything, and after a "ho-ho" sound came out of his throat, his head turned away, and there was no movement at all.

The dignified "Ghost Doctor Valley" Supreme Elder, a martial artist who had just been promoted to the heaven-level high-level realm, fell.

Fang Bai held the Blood Drinking Crazy Knife in his hand, until a strange blood-colored light flashed from the blade, as if he had drunk enough of the blood of a martial artist, and then he drew the knife and stood up.

Wei He's corpse was originally supported by a blood-drinking mad knife, but after Fang Bai drew the knife, Wei He's corpse collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball.

"If it weren't for the blessing of this knife, I wanted to kill Wei He, who had heaven-level high-level strength, it was almost impossible......! What a good knife indeed!"

Fang Bai looked down at the blood-drinking madness knife in his hand, his divine sense penetrated into the blade, and he could sense the cheerful sound coming from the blade, obviously the killing and drinking blood just now made this spiritual weapon with a trace of spirituality very satisfied, making its blade sharper and more murderous.

In front of the main hall of the valley master, the fierce competition between the disciples of the five major sects headed by the "Spirit Crane Sect" and the disciples of several sects led by the "Ghost Doctor Valley" has entered a white-hot level.

Even Li Ao, the valley owner of the "Ghost Doctor Valley" who had been paying attention to the small island in the lake, was dragged by Mu Xiantian and fell into a bitter battle, with no time to be distracted.

Therefore, Fang Bai killed Wei He, and no one knew.