"Don't struggle, Zhang Fu, although your energy value must be slightly higher than mine, but the magic weapon in your hand and my butterfly are no longer at the same level at all."

As he spoke, the black jar kept flashing with light, and at the same time, it was also frantically devouring Lao Mei's blood.

As a price, one of Lao Mei's fingers has become dry as wood.

Qin Hao made a judgment that this method of feeding the magic weapon by releasing his own blood was an irreversible damage to the human body.

If you just swallow some blood, the body can replenish it with its own energy. However, swallowing too much blood in a moment has caused the human organs to begin to degenerate.

Human blood can be recreated, but organs are difficult to regenerate. Unless you encounter some extremely powerful heavenly treasures, or you encounter the help of a master, you can make the dead wood bloom again.

But these dead trees should never bloom, which is exactly what Qin Hao wants.

The more fierce the fight between the two of them, the more they lost, the more it was a good thing for Qin Hao.

What Qin Hao has to do at this time is to further stir up the situation and make the battle situation more heroic.

He continued to secretly send messages to Zhang Fu:

"Old Zhang, do you have any natural treasures on you? If there is, don't hide it anymore, replenish your energy as soon as possible, even if it is a war of attrition, we have to hold on to it to the end.

Consume until the last drop of blood remains, shed the last tear, and lay a strong moat for the fellow sect, and absolutely cannot let the enemy drive straight in.

I believe that good will triumph over evil, and we will win in the end. ”

Under Qin Hao's encouragement, Zhang Fu suddenly thought that the fight he had just been too fierce and ignored that he was really carrying a few good things.

One of them is to be able to provide energy to people, and it is a fairy grass that can make people continue their lives at critical times.

He devoured the herb without hesitation, and his withered fingers slowly regained some glory.

Although it is not fully recovered, it looks more rosy than before.

He also took out more blood to feed his magic weapons. Sure enough, his thousands of blades became stronger again, and began to pierce those butterflies gradually.

Lao Mei hadn't met an opponent for a long time, and she didn't expect that her Thousand Butterfly Killing Array would not even be able to deal with Zhang Fu.

However, he is not a discouraged person, on the contrary, he is a hunter with extremely strong willpower, and the more he fights, the more brave he becomes, and the happier he becomes.

He is not afraid of pain, and the stronger the prey, the happier he is. Their mark is very simple, that is, to watch the prey die little by little in front of them.

So, he poured more blood from his body into the black bottle. Soon, the black butterflies were getting strong again.

So far, this battle can basically be said to have exceeded Qin Hao's expectations, but this expectation is a positive prediction.

He originally thought that the old sister could really directly use her thousands of fierce butterflies to get rid of Zhang Fu at once, and easily solve this battle.

At that time, he was too worried, saying that he might have to pay a heavy price to be able to clean up Lao Mei and Dulong, but he didn't expect that this battle has now become a huge war of attrition, and both sides are consuming their own lives to maintain this battle.

This battle is no longer about whose magic weapon is stronger and whose strength is stronger, it is obviously comparing whose blood is more and whose reserve energy is greater.

Qin Hao had a faint hunch that maybe when these two decided the winner, it would be when the two of them were dying. At that time, he only needs to give out Dulong, and everything will be OK.

He also found that Lao Mei has a characteristic, that is, he is too proud, he regards himself as a hunter too much, and he does not force his prey to death, he will not give up, and he doesn't know how to take a step back and open the sky.

Qin Hao decided to continue to refuel Zhang Fu's fighter, so that he could constantly consume himself to resist Lao Mei's attack.

Qin Hao can also see that Lao Mei's physical strength is declining rapidly, as long as Zhang Fu can continue to persevere, then he can continue to push Lao Mei to the abyss of death.

Just need to keep cheering Zhang Fu, which is equivalent to indirectly giving away all the two of them.

For this kind of thing that can kill two birds with one stone with a single mouth, why wouldn't Qin Hao do it.

So he began to say again:

"Zhang is old. How's the battle going over there? Can it still hold up?

As far as I can judge, in fact, our opponent is not very strong, not the highest level powerhouse of the Demon Worship Sect. If we can't even deal with this kind of little person, then our comrades will also perish.

So no matter what, let's hold on to our last breath and eliminate all of this small character, proving that our fellow sect can definitely defeat the Demon Worship Sect and finally win the victory.

If we lose this battle, the other forces of the Seven Continents Continent will also know that our fellow sects are simply vulnerable, and even some useless shrimp soldiers and crab generals will not be able to deal with them. In this case, even if someone wants to help us, it will not help us in any way.

If we want others to help us fight against the Demon Worship Sect, the first thing we have to do is to improve ourselves.

Let all of me know that we are valuable and capable, so that we can better look for helpers.

Fight the last drop of blood, fight the last tear, keep the bottom line of the fellow sect, and keep the dignity of the comrade.

At this moment, we are two sharp blades, trying to pierce through all the enemies who try to invade the realm of our fellow sect. ”

When you are vulnerable, when you are helpless, you will always want to hear some words that motivate you, and then let yourself continue to work hard.

Qin Hao's words were like a life-saving straw, which made Zhang Fu, who was struggling hard, see hope and get warmth and support.

Zhang Fu decided to make a dangerous move, and did not hesitate to swallow all the various heavenly and earthly treasures he carried.

He didn't care if swallowing these things at the same time would cause any discomfort to his body. The only thing he wants to do now is to fight hard with Lao Mei to see who can hold on to the last moment and see who can boil who to death first.

After all, Zhang Fu is the top elder of the fellow sect, and although the heavenly treasures he carries with him are not all his belongings, they are also precious enough.

After this swift maneuver, it has begun to reverse course and has an advantage in this tug-of-war.

Many of Lao Mei's black butterflies have been completely pierced, and it won't be long before many black butterflies will be torn in half.

Lao Mei was completely anxious.