As the saying goes: one force will drop ten. But Zhang Qi is a knife to ten meetings, except for the weapon to shake, there is really no better way to face this kind of range attack, can only rely on the bone dagger's return state, decisively roll towards the knife wave.

The dark clouds rolled, and there was a torrential impact in the knife waves, the demon knife and the bone dagger didn't know how many times they collided, when Zhang Qi looked at the bone dagger, it was simply a broken saw, and there were a little potholes on it, and the power of the demon knife could destroy the artifact-level bone dagger like this, which showed the high level of it. But Zhang Qi's choice still had an effect, the flames on the demon knife were much weaker, and there were still many gaps in the blade vaguely, and it seemed that the strength of the bone dagger was not trivial.

After this round of collisions, Xi Yong's originally crazy eyes seemed to have regained some clarity, and he didn't seem to expect that this dagger was so tough, the front of the demon knife could not be cut, and he was still injured, but he was obviously ignoring the problem of weapons under the irritability.

Lifting the demon knife upside down, he made an inexplicable knife trick, the demon knife slowly lengthened like a creature, the flames on the knife became more and more intense, everyone could see that this was accumulation, Zhang Qi was not a bloody plot character, naturally he would not do this kind of pretending to be forced to wait for him to finish charging, his left leg kicked down, and the huge force blew up a pit on the ground, with this power, Zhang Qi's body shot towards Xi Yong like a cannonball, and the bone dagger had recovered from his body, but he held another purple-level dagger and stabbed wildly.

Seeing this, Xi Yong had no choice but to stop accumulating, the demon knife was raised, the flames came out of his body, turned into a vicious wolf, and rushed to his face, and at the same time his body catapulted backwards, intending to complete this unsuccessful accumulation, Zhang Qiqi could not know his tactical intentions, the speed did not decrease but increased, and instantly deformed the origin and condensed into a sharp shield, and rushed over against the flame evil wolf, and the dagger in his hand suddenly shot out of his hand, and went straight to Xi Yong's throat.

The dagger slashed through a long rainbow, like lightning through the fire, although Xi Yong's mind fell into madness, but he was worthy of being a genius, the sense of battle was still there, the body kept the retreat unchanged, the demon knife in his hand danced into a round shield, only to hear the sound of "呑", the purple dagger was bounced out, and Zhang Qi should be in a hurry in his heart, and he actually threw the weapon out as a hidden weapon, it seems that this person's skills are poor, but there is no panic on Zhang Qi's face, and he is stunned.

The dagger was shot down in Zhang Qi's expectation, and he didn't expect to be able to shoot Xi Yong in this way, this was just at the cost of paying a purple-level dagger in exchange for more time, just when Xi Yong danced the demon knife, his life step unfolded a set of mysterious steps, as if it flashed and quickly approached Xi Yong, as an assassin, close to the king.

Xi Yong's demon knife is a long weapon compared to a dagger, one inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, and one inch dangerous. Seeing Zhang Qi's sudden approach, Xi Yong was taken aback in his heart, he was fooled, if he accelerated the time of the dance and retreated, he would not be approached by an assassin, but it was too late, so he could only suspend the evolution of the demon knife first and concentrate on dealing with Zhang Qi who was close to him.

For Zhang Qi, who has always been cautious, no amount of preparation is not much, even if there is an artifact like a bone dagger, he still has a lot of purple-level daggers, ready for emergencies, and now it comes in handy, equipped to the purple level, its strength is definitely not low, when he is close, he casts a set of self-created daggers, this dagger is inspired by Zongsen, combining that kind of weird footwork, every knife is thrilling, but very beautiful, like an elegant dancer, showing amazing steps.

Xi Yong was not in the mood to appreciate this cruel beauty, he knew that every seemingly beautiful action of Zhang Qi contained at least a dozen killing intentions, as long as he was slightly attracted, there would definitely be no less than dozens of big holes on his body in an instant.

Zhang Qi is dancing, he is also dancing, the slender demon knife is drawn into wisps of filament, and the red color surrounds his body, flowing slowly, but every time he touches Zhang Qi's dagger to the extreme, every time it makes this purple-level dagger tremble in horror, Zhang Qi does not think that the speed of this strong person has slowed down, but it has slowed down to the extreme, and the speed of this speed, the speed of the origin is no longer the pursuit of speed.

It's like a fat person who no longer tries to be a fat person.

With the help of the power of the demon knife, Xi Yong has completely become two people, not only in terms of strength, but more importantly, in consciousness, that kind of crazy will to kill makes him and his demon knife extremely excited, a person who cuts off fear, his concentration will make people become afraid, and this fear spreads from his demon knife.

The battle has reached a certain level, sometimes it is more of a duel of will, Zhang Qi understands that if he is robbed of his will by the murderous aura of the demon knife, what awaits him is death, neither Shengtianbu nor the bone dagger can save him.

After so many battles, for the first time, he felt that he had to focus so much on a battle of wills, a battle that had nothing to do with tactics, magic skills, or even equipment, and the only one with strong wills could survive to the end.

This is not an emotion, nor is it a literary description, but a fact.

The weirdness and strength of the demon knife did not take away Zhang Qi's calmness, on the contrary, he found the simplest truth, what is not his own, is not his own after all, possession is only temporary, and there is a price to pay.

Obviously, this principle also applies to the present, so he is sure that the demon knife will not be sustainable, and such crazy willpower can never be borne by the demon knife, so the burden of all this must be pressed on Xi Yong, with his strength, how long can he last?

Zhang Qi's speed is getting faster and faster, and his dancing is becoming more and more beautiful, in order to cope with this beauty, Xi Yong constantly fights with the demon knife.

Finally, there was a hint of relaxation in his will that outsiders couldn't detect, but Zhang Qi, who was present, caught it.

Sure enough!

The collision strength of the dagger and the demon knife is as accurate as a computer, and the strength of the rebound can confirm the firmness of the other party, every previous collision made Zhang Qi feel Xi Yong's madness, but it was the power of the rebound in the tens of thousands of collisions just now that there was a trace of imperceptible buffer, although it was only one of the ten thousand knives, but it was clearly captured by Zhang Qi.

Once the dominoes are lifted, the follow-up is out of control.

As soon as he felt the cushion of that knife, Zhang Qi's dagger took the opportunity to explode, and the offensive rushed over like a tide, quickly tearing a big hole in the defensive net woven by the demon knife, and the wisps of red filaments finally began to shake.

The dagger trembled, and with a tooth-aching friction sound, the dagger as strong as the purple rank actually scattered directly into a piece of slashing in the air......

However, what was surprising was that Zhang Qi's face did not show the slightest loss, but showed a long-lost smile.

And Xi Yong, who shattered the dagger, showed a shocked look for the first time, he slowly lowered his head, and there was a faint hint of red in the long robe, like a Xuan ink painting, constantly rendering, and finally forming a gorgeous blood stream, dripping on the ground......

A trace of shock suddenly flashed on Xi Yong's face, it was obvious that he felt the tearing of desire, and he thought he was desperate and squeezed out a trace of chuckle, forming a strange picture with the blood on the ground.

"That's what makes your mysterious dagger so special! Otherwise, how could you sacrifice a purple-level dagger in exchange for a chance to strike. Xi Yong smiled.

"Yes!" Zhang Qi replied seriously, and then asked reverently like a student, "How does it taste?" ”

These words were originally sarcastic, but Zhang Qi's words made people not feel any disrespect at all, or even full of respect.

However, what made it even more strange was that Xi Yong also smiled with a straight face: "It's not good, it's terrible!" ”

"That's good!" Zhang Qi sighed.

"How are you?" Xi Yongdao.

"Good!" Zhang Qidao.

"I don't think so." Xi Yongdao.

"Speak!" Zhang Qi bowed.

"Because I love blood." Xi Yongdao, "Not only others, but even my own." ”

“……”

A trace of vigilance flashed in Zhang Qi's heart, he knew that Xi Yong was by no means the kind of person who was willing to die, nor was he a pretentious.

Suddenly......

The blood flowing from his body seemed to have received some kind of suction, and it was flowing upstreams from the ground, and the source of the suction was the demon knife!

The red rays of the demon knife became more and more vivid, and they seemed to enjoy the blood offering, and they formed a strange blood chain between them, relying on each other and coexisting.

Seeing this, Zhang Qi really didn't understand the reason, but he knew that if this situation continued, the demon knife would only get stronger and stronger......

At the moment when the bone dagger and the blood chain intersected, the blood chain erupted with a red-level force, directly sending Zhang Qilian and the dagger out of the air.

Zhang Qi was shocked in his heart, this power is by no means a void red, it is the red level, he feels the power of the red level, this kind of power that cannot be blasphemed by external forces makes him remember it deeply, but this is only a purple level, no matter how strong it is, it is impossible to rise to the realm of the red level, there is no such precedent in the history of the sky cry, and with the majesty of the red order, it is impossible to have it by a short period of improvement, so Zhang Qi boldly deduced that this blood chain is just a special form of temporary storage, and it is not really a person who has the power of the red level.

So, the only thing he can do now is wait!

Patient people tend not to have too bad luck, just as people who like to laugh are not too lucky.

It didn't take long for Xi Yong to complete the bloodsucking of the demon knife.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhang Qi feels that his desire tearing still exists, and the power against the sky given by this rule has not been changed, but the demon knife uses this wound as its source of power, that is to say, a microsecond connection has been established between the demon knife and the wound today: the power of the wound is absorbed by the demon knife, and the demon knife shares the power with the body, forming a virtuous circle, but this cycle has produced a powerful force, that is, the demon knife that absorbs the blood of the body has been further evolved, There are even faint signs of merging with the body.

The bright red is getting brighter and brighter, so bright that people don't even dare to look at it directly, and only Zhang Qi's eyes can see the changes under the strengthening of watching the fire, the demon knife absorbs more and more blood, Xi Yong's face is as white as winter snow, and even his eyes have become blurred, obviously, a large amount of blood loss has made him almost lose the power to dominate his body.

Suddenly, with the sudden shock of the demon knife, this feeling was like burping him, and then, the demon knife released thousands of blood lines just now, constantly surrounding Xi Yong's body, and finally wrapped the entire body like a spring silkworm, forming a blood-colored chrysalis.

Zhang Qi tried to attack the blood chrysalis during this period, but the power of the materialized red rank made him have no way to deal with the monster in front of him.

One-second, two-second, three-second......

I don't know how long it took, there was a cracking sound from the blood chrysalis, cracks cracked from the top, and with a huge explosion from the inside, a blood-colored shadow rushed towards Zhang Qi.

Fast! It's so fast!

There was no time to make a reasonable response, Zhang Qi used the bone dagger as the fulcrum, and the transformation origin as the back force, if he was an ordinary person, he would retreat with all his might, but Zhang Qi not only did not retreat, but launched a counterattack, which is also where he is smart.

Imagine if he retreats, with the speed of the blood shadow, I am afraid that he may not be able to run away, on the contrary, he uses the bone dagger as a powerful point attack, and with the transformation origin to bear the recoil, he can unscrupulously buffer the impact of the blood shadow and slow down the opponent's speed.

To have this kind of quick wisdom in such a mutation, I am afraid that only Zhang Qi's brain can do it in this world.

After buffering most of the force, Zhang Qi was still knocked out of the 100-meter distance.