With a loud roar, Wei Hu jumped up and jumped out of the battle group.
"Boy, you do have a few tricks up your sleeve. It seems like I can't solve you without being serious."
Along with his voice, streaks of crimson flames climbed up to his sword. This flame was extremely terrifying, clinging to the knife and condensing without dissipating, burning and distorting the surrounding air.
"Now let me see how you hide, let's have a taste of spiritual martial arts!"
Seeing Wei Hu's figure getting closer and closer, the hot breath hit his face. The surrounding vegetation was slightly curled up due to the heat.
"Why get so angry? I just have a martial art that can cool you down."
Wei Zong's spirit moved and absorbed all the surrounding spiritual energy. The terrifying spiritual energy roared in and was quickly transformed into spiritual power, which was poured into the sword in Wei Zong's hand.
"Thousands of waves converge!"
A blue sword energy emerged.
Wei Hu was running toward Wei Zong with a ferocious smile. He was getting closer, closer, and if he got any closer, he could chop this kid into a charred corpse.
Suddenly, he suddenly heard a crashing sound.
Huh? This is the sound of the tide. No, where does the tide come from in the mountains?
Not just the tide, he even smelled the salty smell of sea water.
Have I arrived at the beach? Wei Hu was slightly absent-minded.
A sudden jolt, as if a fatal threat awoke him from his daze.
Looking carefully, he saw a blue sword energy flying towards him. In this sword energy, he smelled the breath of death. Never before had he felt that he was so close to death.
Wei Hu was so frightened that he felt like he was dead. He tried his best to pull back the knife that had struck out. The force of the force made him want to vomit blood. However, in the face of the threat of death, he ignored it and poured all his spiritual power into the knife.
Stand in front of him and fight to the death.
boom!!
A huge sound came, and two martial arts, one hot and one cold, collided, and a strong explosion occurred. Uncontrolled spiritual power raged everywhere, and a thick layer of turf in the center of the explosion was plowed away, which was extremely horrifying.
Bang!
A charred figure flew out upside down. It broke several big trees before stopping its attack. It was none other than Wei Hu.
At this moment, Wei Hu was in extremely miserable condition. He no longer had the frightening aura he had before. His whole body was charred and black. Only half of the knife in his hand was left. There was a big hole in his chest. There was not even a piece of good meat on his body. He was obviously dead.
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Wei Zong walked towards him and pointed his head with his sword. This mission was completed.
The young minions not far away were stunned by the events one after another. They did not expect that the leader was actually a late-stage Qi Condensation Realm warrior, and they did not expect that the extremely powerful leader would die in the hands of the young man in front of him.
"Everyone, come together and kill him, he has no spiritual power anymore." Someone shouted.
But on the contrary, no one came up, but they all dispersed.
After all, we are not fools. Even if they can kill this boy, they don't know how many people will die. They only have one life, who would joke with their own life.
Seeing this, Wei Zong didn't say anything. He just rushed forward and killed these minions. He saw Wei Zong's figure like a ghost, rapidly harvesting lives.
Some of the minions who were rushing in front looked back and saw that the number of thieves was decreasing rapidly. They were so frightened that they did not expect Wei Zong's movement to be so fast.
After about a stick of incense, Wei Zong finally stopped. He had killed all the thieves like chopping melons and vegetables. He tore off a piece of cloth from the dead thieves, wiped the sword, and then inserted the sword into the sword.
In the sheath.
Next, it's time to harvest the spoils of war.
He searched Wei Hu's body and found nothing but a copy of the martial art Chi Yan Jin. This martial skill should be the one used by Wei Hu, but it was useless to him. It could be handed over to the sect in exchange for some contribution points.
Walking into the village, Wei Zong found the largest room, which should be Wei Hu's room.
He opened the door with a sword and Wei Zong walked in and started searching.
After turning Wei Hu's room upside down, he finally dug out all the valuable things, including several human-level martial arts skills, a bottle of blood-coagulating pills, and hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones.
He ignored the martial arts and martial arts, they were of no use to him.
The elixir was okay. Although it was just the lowest level of blood coagulation elixir for treating injuries, it was still somewhat useful. After all, even he dared not say that he would not be injured.
What surprised him the most were these spiritual stones. He didn't expect there to be hundreds of them. He thought they were prepared by Wei Hu to break through to the Tiangang Realm. But now they are all taking advantage of him.
"These spirit stones are enough for me to break through to the Qi Condensation Realm, and there is still a lot left."
Wei Zong was somewhat satisfied. The golden belt of murder and arson was indeed an eternal truth.
It was time to break through. He slowly sat down, rolled up the spiritual stone with his soul, and frantically absorbed the spiritual energy inside. A large amount of pure spiritual energy poured into his body.
The spiritual energy that enters the body is continuously transformed into spiritual power. According to the mind method of the Immortal Sword Body, it continuously circulates in Wei Zong's meridians, constantly tempering the meridians. Every time the spiritual power circulates for one week, the meridians become stronger and tougher.
As his spiritual power continued to circulate, Wei Zong felt that his meridians were getting wider and stronger.
Feeling the little changes in his meridians, Wei Zong couldn't help but marvel, sighing that the Immortal Sword Body was indeed a first-class auxiliary skill, and the foundation it laid was extremely solid.
As the spiritual power circulated faster and faster, one spiritual stone after another was sucked dry. It seemed that an invisible barrier was broken, and a large amount of spiritual power poured into the Dantian, forming a small cyclone.
The Qi Condensation Realm is accomplished!
Everything happened so naturally, and with his strong cultivation experience, there would be no surprises in his breakthrough.
Wei Zong slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath of white air, which was about ten feet long and hit the wall, making countless small holes in the wall.
Wei Zong clenched his fists and felt the power expanded several times compared to the physical training realm. Wei Zong was slightly satisfied.
"The Qi has been condensed, and the exercises have to be changed."
He had been using the Immortal Sword Body before, but this technique was only suitable for minor training and could not be used as a major. However, he had already made the choice to major in the technique.
After he reached the peak of his cultivation in his previous life, he based on his original skills and referred to a large number of other swordsmanship skills. He used his own understanding of the swordsmanship as a sword master to create a skill called: Taichu Sword Classic.
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Since this technique was originally created by him, there is nothing obscure about its practice.
After running the Taichu Sword Sutra several times and consolidating his cultivation, Wei Zong stood up and prepared to leave.
Breaking through to the Qi Condensation realm did not consume many spiritual stones. After a rough count, there were more than two hundred spiritual stones left, which was enough for him to use for a while.
It's still early before the deadline for handing over the task. Wei Zong doesn't plan to return to the sect. He plans to stay outside for a while. At least he needs to use up these spiritual stones. It's not convenient to carry so many spiritual stones.