Strongest replication

"Feng Hou!" Hearing the title of the feminine young man, Chu Zhongtian raised his eyebrows, showing a hint of interest on his face, and his tone was full of excitement.

"Could it be that you are one of the kings and kings of the Demon Heart Sect!"

"Oh! So you have heard of my reputation!" Chu Zhongtian accidentally called out the title of the emperor, three kings and nine kings, which made Feng Hou, who was originally planning to kill Chu Zhongtian, give up the idea of ​​taking action.

Then, he looked at Chu Zhongtian expectantly, with a look as if he wanted to hear his reputation from him.

"A disciple of the Demon Heart Sect who died under my knife once mentioned it. As for whether it is worthy of the word reputation, I don't know!" Chu Zhongtian glanced at Feng Hou sarcastically, and did not hide the contempt in his tone.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Chu Zhongtian's contemptuous attitude made Feng Hou, who was originally full of expectations, suddenly turn into a raging anger. He stepped lightly on the ground with his left leg, and the whole person rushed towards Chu Zhongtian like a gust of wind.

Looking at Feng Hou who was rushing towards him quickly, Chu Zhongtian's expression remained unchanged. He used a move of the peak realm of taking millet from the fire, combined with the high-level body movement martial arts of the small success realm, and met the rushing Feng Hou at a lightning speed.

"Ah...!"

As Feng Hou's body collided with the innate spiritual power containing attribute power, a deafening roar was heard within a radius of 100 meters.

Along with the roar, there was a stream of blood as beautiful as flowers, mixed with painful howling.

Feng Hou, since he used wind as his honorific title, it also means that he is good at speed, and he won the title of Feng Hou with speed.

For Chu Zhongtian, whether the opponent is good at speed or strength! Is he good at defense or attack!

In his opinion, it doesn't matter, he uses a sword technique that has entered the peak realm and combines it with high-level body movement martial arts to fight the enemy.

Feng Hou, who was bounced back by the strong rebound force, looked at the wound on his chest that was so deep that his heart and internal organs could be seen. He wanted to say something to Chu Zhongtian, but the dizziness made him unable to say anything.

Finally, he felt his consciousness fall into endless darkness and fell to the ground completely unconscious!

Looking at Feng Hou who fell to the ground and died, Chu Zhongtian couldn't help but sarcastically said: "With the strength of the first level of the Qi transformation period, you dare to call yourself a king. It seems that you are really an arrogant person who doesn't know how to live or die!"

While sarcastically speaking, Chu Zhongtian bent down and put away the storage bag that Feng Hou hung on his waist.

When he wanted to check the items in the storage bag, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten the most important thing, that is, he forgot to ask Feng Hou for confirmation of the blood essence pill.

"Forget it, this area lacks everything, but there is no shortage of disciples of the Demon Heart Sect. When the time comes, just catch another disciple for interrogation!" Looking at Feng Hou who fell to the ground and died, Chu Zhongtian could only comfort himself.

However, considering that Feng Hou is ranked among the One Emperor, Three Kings and Nine Hous, his identity and status in the Demon Heart Sect must be extraordinary, so the number of treasures in his storage bag must be amazing.

After taking a look around, Chu Zhongtian used his body skills and martial arts to find a relatively open flat land, so that he could pay attention to the possible emergencies around him at any time. Then, his consciousness connected with the storage bag.

When his consciousness entered the storage bag and saw the situation inside, Chu Zhongtian's original expectation suddenly turned into joy.

As Feng Hou among the One Emperor, Three Kings and Nine Hous, the storage bag space he used reached more than 80 cubic meters.

If classified according to the grade of the storage bag, this storage bag of 80 cubic meters should be able to reach the top-grade spiritual tool.

If it is exchanged for sect contribution points, it is worth at least 90 points of sect contribution points!

Although the storage ring space he has is large enough, it is limited by the current low cultivation level and cannot be exposed in a short time, so the storage bag is still a spiritual tool that he must use for a long time.

After the sect competition and the day and night of fighting in the secret realm, he gained more and more, and needed to store more and more items. He urgently needed a storage bag with a larger space. Feng Hou's storage bag was just right for him.

After forcing out a drop of blood essence to merge into the storage bag, Chu Zhongtian reconnected the storage bag and began to check the items inside.

The number of 700,000 seventh-grade intermediate spirit stones and 7,000 sixth-grade intermediate spirit stones were enough to prove Feng Hou's identity and status in the Demon Heart Sect.

He did not take out the spirit stones in the storage bag, but simply reclassified them and continued to check other items.

At this time, a short sword about 20 centimeters long, which exuded a trace of pressure, attracted his attention.

The consciousness connected the short sword, and the short sword instantly appeared in his hand.

Feeling the pressure emanating from the short sword, it has proved that the grade of this short sword has reached the level of a spiritual weapon, and Chu Zhongtian judged based on the spiritual weapons he had felt before, the grade of this short sword is probably not just as simple as a low-grade spiritual weapon.

It is very simple to know whether its grade exceeds that of a low-grade spiritual weapon!

The powerful spiritual power penetrates into the dagger, and the spiritual power is used to stimulate the power of the spiritual weapon.

The dagger, which originally only exuded a trace of majesty, suddenly gave off an extremely powerful aura. In front of this aura, Chu Zhongtian felt a little afraid.

Holding the dagger, he gently waved it at the ground in front of him, and a sword energy that could be seen by the naked eye directly slashed on the ground.

The sword energy slashed on the ground with a deafening roar, accompanied by a chasm about five meters long and two meters deep.

Through the test just now, Chu Zhongtian was very sure that the grade of the dagger in his hand exceeded the low grade, and it should be a medium-grade spiritual sword.

Chu Zhongtian should have been happy to get a mid-grade spiritual weapon unexpectedly, but a trace of regret appeared on his face.

"How great it would be if it was a knife-shaped spiritual weapon!" Chu Zhongtian shook his head and sighed, looking at the mid-grade dagger with a look of regret in his eyes.

Although he had tested the grade of the dagger with his spiritual power just now, he also found that he was indeed not suitable for using a sword.

Accustomed to the powerful and heavy spiritual sword, it felt very awkward to hold or swing the short and sharp dagger.

It seems that this dagger can only be temporarily stored in the storage ring in preparation for giving it to someone in the future!

Putting away the regret caused by the dagger just now, Chu Zhongtian continued to check the items in the storage bag.

He did not touch the books and other miscellaneous items in the storage bag, and only focused on the dozen or so pill bottles.