"Your Blood Knife Technique has actually been practiced to the second level of the realm, and it is no worse than the elite in the sect."

Looking at Fang Yuan, Bai Qingqing's eyes were a little surprised.

Because according to the information she knew, Fang Yuan had only been able to practice the Blood Knife Technique to the second level for a few months, and he was actually able to practice the Blood Knife Technique to the second level, which was enough to show his talent in the Sword Technique.

"But..."

Bai Qingqing sneered: "If this is what you rely on, then I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." ”

"Even if you practice the Blood Knife Technique to the third level of [Unity] realm, you are far from being my opponent."

Fang Yuan was silent when he heard this.

He knew that Bai Qingqing was right, even if he practiced the Blood Knife Knife Technique to the realm of [Unity], he was not Bai Qingqing's opponent.

I didn't expect that the difference between the innate and the acquired is just one realm, and the gap between each other is so big. ’

Fang Yuan frowned slightly.

"You have a good talent, if you are willing to take the Heart Eater Pill, I can spare your life."

The Heart Devouring Pill is a secret poison in the sect, which is usually used to control some key people, and she doesn't have a few pills.

Looking at Fang Yuan at this moment, Bai Qingqing's heart couldn't help but rise in his heart to solicit.

Now that there are only a few of them left in the Blood Knife Sect, it is the time when talents are needed.

If Fang Yuan was willing to take the poison, then she was not unable to forgive Fang Yuan for what he had done.

"Heart Eater Pill?"

Fang Yuan's expression suddenly calmed down: "You better keep this kind of thing for yourself." ”

After speaking, Fang Yuan immediately took out a pill from his body and ate it.

Rumble!

After taking the pill, there seemed to be an invisible vibration coming from his lower abdomen, Fang Yuan only felt that his internal breath instantly skyrocketed, becoming extremely active, and his body couldn't help but become tense, and an infinite force slowly rose.

Seeing this scene, Bai Qingqing sighed: "It seems that you are determined to die!" ”

"Even if you are lucky enough not to die today, the foundation of the martial arts will be destroyed, and it will be difficult to go further in the future."

Fang Yuan naturally knew what would happen if he took this pill, but he didn't care about it.

Even if this simulation fails, he will have another time.

Even if he ends the simulation now, he will get more simulation points this time than he did last time.

Moreover, he still has a back hand that has not been launched, and it is not certain who will die or live today.

"Without further ado, come on."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Yuan's figure instantly dissipated and appeared in front of Bai Qingqing.

With a light movement of his wrist, the long knife shook, and he slashed towards Bai Qingqing with several changes.

"Even if destroying the body stimulates your potential, with your sword skills, you are far from being my opponent."

Looking at Fang Yuan's knife technique, Bai Qingqing's right hand moved lightly, and the scimitar rose like a waning moon, colliding with Fang Yuan's long knife.

"Ding!"

The two knives collided, sparks flew everywhere, and in the blink of an eye, the two fought against each other several times.

Endless pressure hit, Fang Yuan only felt that his soul seemed to be covered with a thin veil and became no longer sharp.

He already smelled death.

However, Fang Yuan didn't care, and concentrated on the Divine Fortune to use the Blood Knife Technique, and continued to attack and kill Bai Qingqing.

The two long knives collided, and the sword qi overflowed, twisting the leaves on the ground around them into pieces.

'Her Blood Knife Technique has reached the realm of [Unity], and I am not an opponent. ’

The thought moved slightly, Fang Yuan's heart was completely silent, he no longer thought about any questions, he just relied on his own nature to use the sword technique.

After a few more blows, Bai Qingqing's face suddenly changed, his body moved, and he distanced himself from Fang Yuan.

"When was it poisoned?"

Bai Qingqing clutched his chest, and his face showed an abnormal flush.

"Ahem!"

Fang Yuan coughed twice, and then wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Before you came, I was poisoned." ”

Hearing what Fang Yuan said, Bai Qingqing's face changed, and he immediately looked at Lu Zhengqin and Zhou Yongfu who were unconscious.

At this time, the faces of the two people who were seriously injured and unconscious suddenly appeared an abnormal flush.

"Good! I didn't expect to underestimate you! What a ruthless mind! ”

Bai Qingqing covered her heart, looking at Fang Yuan, she couldn't help but feel chills in her heart.

Fang Yuan's face did not change when he heard this, looking at Bai Qingqing's abnormal face, his eyes gradually became excited: "Now, we are at the same level!" ”

Although the poison he gave was colorless and tasteless, it was impossible to prevent it, but it was precisely because of this that the toxicity was not enough to directly put people to death.

However, Fang Yuan believed that even if this poison could not make Bai Qingqing die violently on the spot, it could greatly weaken her combat effectiveness.

Looking at Fang Yuan's eyes, Bai Qingqing's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a deep coldness.

The next moment, the two continued to collide together.

However, this time, Bai Qingqing's pressure on Fang Yuan was much less.

Although it is still an instant death once you relax, it is no longer as if the next blow of death is about to come as it was just now.

The long knife collided, Fang Yuan didn't think about it, and completely relied on instinct to run the Blood Knife Knife Technique.

And his knife technique was the same as Bai Qingqing's, and now he had the pressure of death, Fang Yuan's blood knife technique gradually underwent subtle changes.

It seems to be fast but not fast, and it seems to be slow but not slow.

His knife skills gradually changed qualitatively.

With the passage of time, with Bai Qingqing, a teacher, sparing no effort to demonstrate his knife skills, his knife skills have changed more and more, and the internal breath in his body is gradually boiling.

Without thinking, a spiritual light suddenly crossed Fang Yuan's mind, waking him up from his thoughtless situation.

'I see, although the Blood Knife Knife Technique has nine hundred and eighty-one forms, these eighty-one styles are all different variations of a move. ’

As long as you fuse the eighty-one forms, you can get this trick. ’

The thought flashed, Fang Yuan's mind was shocked, the ninety-nine-eighty-one style blood knife technique flickered in his mind like a marquee, and in the blink of an eye, it was rehearsed in his mind.

The aura flickered, like a furnace, smelting the blood knife method.

However, the furnace burned, but it was never able to smelt the blood knife method into one.

However, even if the sword technique was not smelted into one, a faint demonic nature still poured out irrepressibly.

'Still a little short...'

The thought flashed, Fang Yuan's eyes moved slightly, looking at Bai Qingqing's scimitar, he suddenly stopped the movement in his hand and stopped parrying.

Seeing this scene, a trace of surprise flashed in Bai Qingqing's eyes, and he didn't understand why Fang Yuan suddenly looked like he was being killed.

However, although he saw that Fang Yuan stopped the knife technique in his hand, Bai Qingqing had no intention of keeping his hand at all, and the scimitar in his hand suddenly changed and slashed towards Fang Yuan's neck.

Looking at the scimitar that Bai Qingqing was about to slash at him, Fang Yuan only felt that endless pressure was coming, as if he saw death beckoning to him.

However, he still didn't make any moves, just stared at Bai Qingqing's scimitar.

Stimulated by death, Fang Yuan only felt that the scimitars attacked by Bai Qingqing in front of him were becoming slow, and suddenly became in slow motion.

And in his eyes, the heavens and the earth suddenly darkened and became dead silence.

Seeing that Bai Qingqing's scimitar was about to approach him, under the pressure of death, the smelting in Fang Yuan's mind suddenly shook.

Rumble!

A sword move made from the smelting of the eighty-one blood knife appeared in his mind.

Even though it was only one move, Fang Yuan knew that this move was beyond the reach of any sword technique on his body.

Although the changes that occurred in Fang Yuan's mind seemed to be long, in fact, they were only a moment in reality.

In the next moment, a blood-red sword light rose from Fang Yuan's hand.

"A thousand cuts!"

Infinite blood light poured out from the long knife in Fang Yuan's hand, enveloping the two of them in an instant.

And with this move, the internal breath in Fang Yuan's body was pulled, and there was a sudden shock, surging towards his mind.

Rumble!

With a roar, the internal breath in Fang Yuan's body rapidly condensed, and the vitality from the outside world also quickly poured into his body.