Chapter 62
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 62
2020-11-07
Chapter 62 Danger Land CounterattackWang Zhuanlun was in trouble here, and he was in trouble both at home and abroad, and was in a hurry.
Fang Dou and Qilie joined forces, and they played more and more tacit understanding and rhythm, throwing firearms at each end every three days to harass Wang Zhuanlun.
On this day, Fang Dou counted the results of the battle, and took over a hundred pickled corpses, which has occupied one third of the total number of king runners.
As for Wang Zhuan Lun's recipe, it suffered heavy casualties in each attack, and almost died.
Now, only the most difficult bone remains, Wang Zhuan Lun.
This man has amazing strength and is invincible among second-rate warlocks. Fang Dou and Qilie are two third-rate warlocks, and they are not opponents together.
Qilie's most powerful firearm, the Shenhuo Flying Crow exploded at close range, and was blocked by his spellcasting.
As Fang Dou said, only a blunt knife cuts the flesh and bleeds the blood to finally kill this person.
"Not good, not good!"
Qilie ran from a distance with a worried look on his face.
The two have a clear division of labor and take turns to fight and harass, ensuring that Wang Zhuanlun has no chance to rest.
This time it was Fang Dou taking a break and Qi Lie taking action. According to the usual practice, he only needed to throw some firearms, blow up dust and smoke, and escape by covering his sight.
The king's wheel can ride the wind and travel at a fast speed. If it gets too close, he may catch up with him and the gutter will capsize.
"What's wrong?"
Fang Dou got up, ready to meet Qi Lie, and at the same time looked towards behind him to see if anyone was chasing after him.
"Wang Zhuanlun left the fleet and pickled corpse and went on the road alone!"
Fang Dou didn't expect this change.
It seems that the damage caused by guerrilla warfare is too great, and Wang Zhuanlun can't bear the passive beating, so he simply walks away, which is equivalent to breaking free.
A moment later, Fang Dou and Qilie stood side by side on the shore, and saw five or six small boats floating on the river. This was the only boat left by fleet, and the others were destroyed in previous attacks.
Row after row of stiff pickled corpses stood on the boat, and there were as many goods left, but there was no trace of the king wheel.
"This old fellow is amazing, you can see through our plan!"
Fang Dou originally wanted to use the fleet to tie the king wheel, but he is not stupid, after seeing through this move , throw away these bottles and jars, and even throw away the pickled corpse.
"Ah, it's not good!"
In the past, Wang Zhuanchuan was in the light, and Fang Dou and Qilie were in the dark. It was the relationship between the prey and the hunter, but now he has changed from dark to dark. Ming turned into a hunter instead.
With this person's strength, Fang Dou and Qilie will be in danger if they secretly sneak attack.
"Fang Dou brother, I'm sorry for dragging you in this time!"
Qi Lie apologized again and again, claiming that he didn't expect, Wang Zhuan Lun and so on The courage of a strong man to break his wrist.
Fang Dou was much calmer, "Let's think about it, how to draw out the king wheel?"
His eyes fell on the salted corpse, "There it is!"
……
Wang Zhuan Lun lurked in the dark, quietly watching the fleet on the river.
Fang Dou and Qilie got on the boat earlier, but he held back because he didn't get the chance.
However, Fang Dou got on the boat for the second time, golden light appeared in his palm, and slapped the pickled corpse one by one.
The golden light flickered on the pickled corpse, gradually infiltrated the body along the texture, and finally changed.
Wang Zhuanlun's control over the pickled corpse was instantly cut off.
"It turned out to be you!"
The previously lost pickled corpses disconnected one after another, and Wang Zhuanlun thought it was Qilie who burned the pickled corpse with a firearm.
But now it seems that Fang Dou is the one who did it. This Little Monk is actually his nemesis for manipulating pickled corpses.
"If that's the case, you can't be kept!"
Wang Zhuanlun wanted to endure, but seeing the weak spot exposed by the two of them, he attacked again.
However, Fang Dou at a moderate pace solved the pickled corpses one by one, and in the blink of an eye, one-fifth of the pickled corpses lost contact.
The sky has eyes, and Wang Zhuanlun's strategic shift is not because he really wants to give up the pickled corpse, but because he has the secret technique, he can manipulate the pickled corpse from a distance without having to take it with him.
However, Fang Dou's behavior is undoubtedly digging his roots.
Wang Zhuan Lun couldn't hold it anymore, he stretched out his hand and pointed to his chest, the talisman began to glow, rays of light all over his body like flowing water.
"According to the order, kill this person!"
shouting loudly, the salted corpse on the wooden boat activated instantly, turned around at the same time, and launched an attack on Fang Dou.
The nearest pickled corpse, with arms like iron latches, hu hu swept towards Fang Dou, at the same time, seven or eight pickled corpses stabbed or smashed with their palms, all for the purpose of Fang Dou. Dou.
Fang Dou breathes deeply , the palm of the hand moves forward to block, and the effect of drinking tiger bone wine for many days is finally reflected in this brief moment.
The hardness of the pickled corpse's arm is comparable to that of pig iron, and it collided with Fang Dou's palm, making a sound like a gong.
Fang Dou prevailed, swiping his palm to knock the pickled corpse into the air. At the same time, his body rose from the ground and flew into the air, avoiding the siege of seven or eight pickled corpses.
At this time, Wang Zhuan revealed his whereabouts, and Qilie stepped forward to attack, and there was a fire and sand in the head, like a pot full of hot red molten iron being dumped from the air.
Wang Zhuan Lun didn't dare to carry it hard with his flesh and blood, he walked against the wind and avoided the fire and sand attack.
Fang Dou flew from the bow of the ship and landed on the shore in a gliding attitude. He and Qilie formed an horn and began to besiege the Wangzhuan together.
Wang Zhuanlun looked at him in surprise, "You don't have Dharma salt?"
Fang Dou didn't answer. Salt?
"Brother Qi, whatever you say today, you will keep him!"
Fang Dou's palm shook, and the bean soldiers and black dogs rushed out, and began to circle around the king wheel continuously. , look for weak spots of attack.
At the same time, Qi Lie had already replaced an iron rod and began to cast Spear Art.
With one click, the iron rod stabbed at Wang Zhuanhuan, with the force of cohesion, enough to pierce the rock.
The mutter incantations in Wang Zhuanluan's mouth, the breeze wraps up layer by layer, forming armor, blocking Qi Lie's one-off attack.
Every strike of Qi Lie can break up the defense formed by a layer of breeze, but Wang Zhuan Lun immediately brings in more breeze to form the defense again.
It goes on like this endlessly, it's all about fighting for strength.
A second-rate warlock, a third-rate warlock, who can fight who?
"The bean soldier, the black dog, come on!"
The silhouette and the dog's shadow flew over and flew towards the king wheel.
The king wheel opened his hand, and the strong wind rolled up and closed into two wind ropes, wrapped around the bean soldier and the black dog, and gradually tightened it, making it impossible to move even a little bit.
Fang Dou breathes deeply, this person's spell is stronger than imagined.
I am afraid that even if he attacks himself, with the power of the three-axes, he cannot break the defense transformed by the wind.
What should I do?
Fang Dou was still thinking about it, Wang Zhuanlun had already decided to attack him, spread his palms, "The wind is coming!" , was actually wrapped around the body by Shu Fengcheng rope, and was pulled in front of him by Wang Zhuanzhuan.
Fang Dou breathes deeply, the whole body swells, but the wind rope stretches along with it, and it can't break free.
In an instant, from the depths of the body's skeleton, there was a thunderous roar of a tiger. The medical power accumulated by these tiger bone wines, at this moment, faced tremendous pressure and exploded in an instant.
Fang Dou angry roar, the roar is like a tiger, the strength of the whole body skyrockets, and the invisible wind rope makes the sound of the steel bar breaking.
He jumped in the air and flew down towards the head of the King Wheel.
(end of this chapter)