Chapter 100: The Blood-Patterned White-robed Man
Although the Broken River Overlord Whip is extremely powerful, it seems that the consumption of true qi is getting bigger and bigger.
It turned out that the first heavy Broken River Overlord Whip, for the consumption of his true qi, Chu Ke could still accept it.
As a nirvana, the true qi in Chu Ke's body at that time was enough to perform five or six Broken River Overlord Whips.
But now that he had cultivated to the second level, the Broken River Overlord Whip had consumed more than one-fifth of Chu Ke's total True Qi just now.
In other words, with Chu Ke's true qi now, he could only send out four attacks like the one just now.
If you go all out every time, I'm afraid you can only do it three times at most.
The Broken River Overlord Whip has only only cultivated to the second level, and it will consume so much true qi, so what if there is still an eightfold aftermath?
This true qi consumes too much, which is staggering.
"God seems to be fair. Piao Yu said, "This martial art is so powerful, but the true qi consumed is so amazing, this is to keep your balance from being too strong." ”
Chu Ke couldn't help but smile when he heard this.
Piao Yu is right, God is fair.
If the Broken River Overlord Whip is so powerful, and the consumption of true qi is not much, then wouldn't he be invincible?
The Broken River Overlord Whip of the Two-Fold Realm can allow him to cross two levels and exert his transcendental attack power.
If you don't limit the number of attacks, who else will be your opponent in the world?
"Alright, you can go. ”
Chu Ke, who had finished testing the Broken River Overlord Whip, was about to go back, but a discordant sound caught his attention.
It was the sound of swords clashing against each other, and it seemed like someone was fighting fiercely.
"Where is it?" As soon as Chu Ke's immortal consciousness was released, several nearby mountains were covered by his immortal consciousness.
About three or four miles to the east, Chu Ke found fluctuations in combat energy.
A little under his feet, he quickly ran in that direction.
The distance of three or four miles is nothing for the God Refining Realm.
There is a way where life does not meet, Chu Ke drove two or three miles and arrived at a place where there were battle fluctuations.
It turned out that there were three people fighting each other in front of them.
Two men in blood-patterned white robes besieged a man with a stick, who happened to be Liu Zhizhi, whom he had seen in the inn before.
"What a coincidence, this kid is not very lucky. Chu Ke couldn't help muttering.
At this time, Liu Zhiyi faced two blood-patterned white-robed people alone, and he didn't fall behind at all with one enemy and two enemies.
But Chu Ke observed on the side that Liu Zhizhi was facing himself,
In a forest behind him, there was a figure lurking, looking like he was waiting for an opportunity to move.
Liu Zhizhi is okay to fight two at a time, but if he fights one more, I'm afraid something will happen.
If there are no special circumstances, I am afraid that there will be more than one luck.
However, Chu Ke was not ready to make an immediate move, but hid in the dark and observed.
He was very curious, who were these blood-patterned white-robed people?
"Chu Ke, these blood-patterned white-robed people should be from the Blood God Sect. ”
Piao Yu also saw what Chu Ke saw through Chu Ke's vision.
"The clothes they are wearing are the standard robes of the Blood God Sect, I won't admit it. ”
It turned out to be a person from the Blood God Sect, and it was really a nowhere to find it when he stepped on the iron shoes, and it didn't take any effort to get it.
I was still troubled, how to find the relevant information of the Blood God Sect, didn't this just send it to the door?
Chu Ke decided to continue to hide and wait for a good opportunity to carry out a sneak attack.
Liu Zhiyi faced the two of them, not only was he not afraid at all, but he became more and more courageous, and he had the appearance of suppressing the two people of the Blood God Sect.
"This guy is so strong. One of the blood-patterned white-robed men spoke to the other companion.
"Yes, I don't know that although the two of us are in the middle stage of refining gods, the exercises of the Blood God Sect that we have cultivated have actually been suppressed by this guy. The other blood-patterned white-robed man was also amazed.
These two people were obviously much higher than the Gu Gao that Chu Ke had met before, and their status in the Blood God Sect was much higher.
This order can be known by looking at the assigned tasks.
With the same cultivation, one was sent out to find the Black Mist Flower, and the other two came to catch a late stage of refining gods, and it was obvious that these two were more valued by the organization.
"The dog leg of the Blood God Sect! Give Lao Tzu a death!"
Liu Zhi shouted violently, and the Qi Mei stick in his hand turned into a fire whip and whipped towards one of them.
The blood-patterned white-robed man's face was solemn, and the sword in his hand suddenly soared, wanting to block Liu Zhizhi's stick.
But as a result, the sword qi of the blood-patterned white-robed man was instantly broken like a blank piece of paper under Liu Zhizhi's Qi Mei stick that turned into a fire whip.
At the same time, the sword was smashed to pieces.
His chest was firmly hit by Liu Zhizhi's stick, and he even broke his sword, like a paper kite with a broken thread being thrown out.
The blood that spurted out of his mouth drew a long red line in the air.
This stick directly smashed a mid-stage disciple of the Blood God Sect into serious injuries.
What a domineering attack, what a domineering power!
"Next is you!" Liu Zhizhi's gaze turned, and the offensive immediately shifted to the remaining blood-patterned white-robed man.
The remaining blood-patterned white-robed man was so frightened that the cold hairs on his neck stood up.
The one who was smashed by a stick just now is about the same strength as himself.
He was solved by a stick, isn't it a matter of a stick himself?
This blood-patterned white-robed man could even see the excited red light flashing in Liu Zhizhi's eyes.
"Senior Brother Xu, if you don't make a move, we're all going to die!"
The blood-patterned white-robed man shouted, apparently trying to get the figure that had been lurking to help.
But the next second he finished shouting, his chest was also smashed away by a stick that turned into a fire whip.
The same flying angle, the same flying path.
Even the posture in which he landed was similar to that companion.
"Oh, it's all like this, and you still haven't come out?"
After Liu Zhizhi dealt with the two disciples of the Blood God Sect, the Qi Mei stick was carried on his shoulder.
He turned away with some flamboyance and some disdain.
In fact, he found out early in the morning that there was a person hiding behind him.
It's just that he didn't bother to say it, but was busy beating those two Blood God Sect disciples out of anger.
Out of Qin Di's breath!
The hidden figure slowly walked out of the bushes, his steps unhurried, as if he did not intend to be seen through with the same astonishment.
The man slowly walked to the opposite side of Liu Zhizhi, and Chu Ke saw it at this time.
This person, who is called "Senior Brother Xu", looks thin and has indifferent eyes.
is not like a disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Sect, but like an outlaw who has been hunted down by the government for many years, unable to eat, wear, warm or sleep.
But as soon as this person stood there, Liu Zhizhi, who was originally quite arrogant and disdainful, gradually reined in his original attitude.
The stick he was carrying on his shoulders was also held back in his hands.