City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

In just a few hundred breaths, Fang Bai and Wu Jingfeng have flown nearly a thousand miles away.

Although Wu Jingfeng gradually narrowed the distance between Fang Bai, his heart became more and more shocked.

He originally thought that with his own cultivation level, he could chase Fang Bai within a hundred miles, but after nearly a thousand miles, there was still a distance of more than one hundred feet between himself and Fang Bai.

Wu Jingfeng usually prides himself on being the first person in the thunder tribulation stage, but Fang Bai's appearance made him feel ashamed and embarrassed.

An ordinary Thunder Tribulation powerhouse can fly hundreds of miles with a spiritual weapon, but within these hundreds of miles, he cannot maintain a high-speed flight all the time. He needs to slow down and even land to adjust his breath during the journey.

Wu Jingfeng is the Sixth Power of Thunder Tribulation, and the aura accumulated in the Qi Sea is extremely vigorous, not only flying at extremely fast speed, but also flying farther.

Nevertheless, the high-speed flight of nearly a thousand miles still consumed a lot of his aura.

But when he released his divine consciousness and explored Fang Bai in front of him, he was shocked to find that Fang Bai's aura seemed to flow continuously, and it was still very abundant now.

"That kid is born with a special physique, can't directly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"

Thinking of this, Wu Jingfeng's gaze at Fang Bai suddenly became eager, like a hungry wolf, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips.

He went out to practice in the past years, and once obtained an evil secret technique that could absorb the essence and blood of the strong and refine it in the sea of ​​qi to achieve the purpose of cultivation and promotion.

Under normal circumstances, a strong person with a special physique has extraordinary essence and blood, which has a greater auxiliary effect on cultivation.

Thinking of this, Wu Jingfeng suddenly felt a sense of hunger in his belly. He wanted to grab Fang Bai immediately, bit his throat, and **** his blood clean.

"It doesn't matter, kill him first, and drink it when his blood is not cold!"

Wu Jingfeng wanted to catch him alive after chasing him, and then drink his blood, which would have the best effect on cultivation.

However, his spiritual energy was consumed more and more, but he didn't know when he would be able to catch up with the white, he gritted his teeth, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and murderous intent appeared.

His flying speed suddenly accelerated by a few minutes, and he immediately caught up to about a hundred feet behind Fang Bai, and his right hand slammed forward.

"Wow!"

A long-length silver spear glowing with silver light, like a dragon going out to sea, like a lightning strike, shot towards Fang Bai ahead.

That long-length silver spear is Wu Jingfeng's imperial mid-level spirit weapon silver flood spear. With the strength of Wu Jingfeng's Sixth Layer of Thunder Tribulation, it can easily penetrate fine iron and hard stones, and is powerful.

Fang Bai sensed the crisis after he arrived, and without looking back, the blood-drinking mad knife was thrown backwards, and at the same time, his figure dropped rapidly and fell to the mountains below.

He fell on a mountain peak and looked up at the sky. He saw the blood-drinking mad knife and the silver flood spear colliding with each other, making a loud noise. The blood and silver awns splashed like fireworks. .

Wu Jingfeng suffocated his chest and felt pain in the sea, knowing that his spiritual weapon was damaged, and he was also implicated.

When he looked at it, he found that the tip of the silver flood spear broke in the collision.

He was shocked, his gaze fixed on the **** long knife, and he blurted out: "What a strong evil spirit!"

Wu Jingfeng was very knowledgeable and experienced. He only glanced at the Blood Drinking Mad Knife and knew that it was a supreme spiritual weapon. I don't know how many powerful men fell under the knife.

He had broken the personal spirit weapon, which was a pity, but after seeing Fang Bai's blood-drinking crazy knife, he couldn't help but get excited again.

"My silver flood spear is only a middle-grade imperial-grade spiritual weapon, and the blood knife is much more powerful than it. It should be a first-grade imperial-grade spiritual weapon? Hey, if I get that blood knife, wouldn't I be able to increase my strength? "

Wu Jingfeng's heart was itchy and hard to scratch, and he didn't care about his silver flood spear, and with his bare hands, he grabbed at the **** mad knife floating in the air.

Fang Bai beckoned to the sky, and the Blood Drinking Mad Knife flew towards his hand as if it was inductive.

Fang Bai held the knife in his hand and looked to the sky coldly.

"Give me the blood knife and let you die! Otherwise, you will not be able to survive or die!"

Wu Jingfeng shouted like thunder, upside down in the sky, and patted Fang Bai below with his palms.

When he was tens of feet away from the top of Fang Bai's head, the coercion of Lei Jie's six-tier powerhouse and the palms of his palms volleyed down.

"The Sixth Thunder Tribulation Powerhouse is really too powerful. With my own strength, I can't resist it after all!"

Both coercion and palms are facing him, Fang Bai's thick black hair is flying, his clothes are hunting, and his breathing feels a little difficult.

He yelled, and forcibly got rid of the coercion that Wu Jingfeng had locked on him, and his body rose up and fell to another mountain.

"boom!"

"Rumble..."

With a loud noise, Wu Jingfeng's palms hit the top of the mountain where Fang Bai was standing just now. The entire top of the mountain collapsed halfway under his strong palms, and huge rocks rolled down the mountain stream.

Fang Bai's heart shuddered slightly, thinking that Wu Jingfeng's combat power was really strong. Although he was an eternally rare chaotic body, if he used a physical body to block him, I was afraid that he would be hit hard.

"Look where you flee!"

Wu Jingfeng failed with one move and immediately chased Fang Bai.

Fang Bai waved his right arm continuously, and the **** mad sword cut out three mad swords, one more powerful than the other.

Wu Jingfeng is a person who knows goods. Seeing Fang Bai's three swords are incomparable, they seem to contain infinite power, but it is a pity that the opponent's cultivation base is too low to be effective.

"If I use this blood knife to use these three styles of knives, the power will definitely be several times greater than him!"

Wu Jingfeng muttered in his heart.

Own opponent has a special physique, rare blood essence, blood knife and three powerful sword techniques. Wu Jingfeng felt that this was his chance, and he was even more excited. He pointed to Fang Bai and shouted, "Take yours. Give me the knife and the sword, and I can forgive you not to die!"

Fang Bai saw that he was shaped like a snake, and while flashing flexibly, he actually escaped his own three crazy sword styles. He was slightly shocked, knowing that the difference between the two realms in cultivation is too great, and the fighting strength is not the same.

"If you want my blood-drinking knife, you can get it by your own ability!"

Although Fang Bai was not frightened, the **** mad knife pulled out a few swords, and chuckled to Wu Jingfeng with a chuckle.

"You are going to die by yourself!"

Seeing that Fang Bai was unwilling to subdue, Wu Jingfeng couldn't help being furious. He used his palm as a knife and swiped it again and again. At the same time, his figure approached forward, getting closer to Fang Bai.

Fang Bai kept brandishing the blood-drinking mad knife, resisting Wu Jingfeng's palm knife, completely on the defensive.

Wu Jingfeng's palm strength was extremely strong. Although Fang Bai could block it with the blood-drinking mad knife without being injured, his figure could not help retreating under the impact of the palm knife.

In a blink of an eye, the distance between Wu Jingfeng and Fang Bai had narrowed to less than ten feet away, and Fang Bai could already see Wu Jingfeng's hideous smile and twisted facial features.