Chapter 488
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 488
2021-01-26
Chapter 488 Fighting the Ghost General ArmyThe Ghost General Army with double hammers, although it is a step general, is full of strength and is not weaker than Rider.
A pair of big hammers, up and down, seemed to lose their weight.
However, Fang Dou used the Flying Sword to cut down several times, and intuitively felt the swift and violent power contained in the hammer.
"It's as deep as a mountain, and it's as big as a sea!"
He is clearly a ghost, and his martial skill is like a Grandmaster. With the Ghost Fire Yin Qi all over his body, it is still powerful. When a sword cultivator encounters it, he will hate it on the spot.
Ghost General's double hammers, slow but steady steps, walked forward step by step, as if a mountain was pressing down.
Fang Dou attacked the Flying Sword again and again, and the cold light overflowed. The speed became faster and the rhythm became more and more rapid.
However, Fang Dou was still at a disadvantage as the two sides continued to collide.
Fang Dou took a few steps back every time he collided. From a short distance, he seemed to be forced by the Ghost General's army to step back.
"Amazing, Awe-inspiring!"
Fang Dou was shocked. No wonder She Yuchong described the word 'Ghost General Army' as a taboo in jade slip.
The existence of the Ghost General army at this level, the general sword cultivator encounters, how much it comes is for nothing.
Forget about Fang Dou, even if She Yuchong encounters her, the first choice is to escape.
Fang Dou felt more and more that the cavalry commander who had previously subdued was really a fluke.
The opponent had obviously encountered a formidable enemy, was seriously injured in a battle, and was taken advantage of by himself.
Once upon a time, Fang Dou also thought that the Sword Immortal Unparalleled Beneath The Heavens in Shu.
At the moment, the ghosts that the sword cultivator kills every year are not ordinary.
"There are thousands of great roads, and ghosts are one of them!"
After Fang Dou sighed, he began to concentrate and concentrate on dealing with the attack of the Ghost General army.
After another half-day, Fang Dou Sword Art became scattered, one inadvertently, the hammer shadow sharply enlarged in the line of sight, and Yujian hurriedly moved away.
Rao is that he dodged in time, but he was still rubbed by the big hammer on his arm, wiping off a large piece of flesh.
"If this goes on like this, I'll just sit back and wait!"
Fang Dou thought that something must be changed. In terms of fighting skills, he is definitely not the opponent's opponent.
It's time for a change!
Fang Dou pinched with two fingers, and the sword light instantly shrank, turning into a fine needle like a hairspring.
The thin needles shua shua shua, flying around the body of the Ghost General, flying up and down, stabbing needles at seams.
The sledgehammer of the Ghost General army was lifting the heavy as if it were light , trying to shoot down the fine needle, but Fang Dou drove the fine needle and deliberately got out of his way, stabbing into the soil from time to time.
Dong dong dong!
The big iron hammer hit the ground, and the dust splattered.
The majestic force, as if closed, further compresses the space for Flying Sword to operate.
Fang Dou struggled for a moment, swiped his palm, and it was done.
Flying Sword swiped and returned to Fang Dou's palm.
As the Ghost General was about to start, he suddenly felt his arms as heavy as mountains, as if there were countless threads pulling, making it difficult for him to walk.
Looking down, he saw that between the visible and invisible, countless stitches were densely packed, sewing him and the surrounding Qi machine together.
From a distance, Ghost General's surroundings looked like a painting. At this moment, he was sewn into the picture and could no longer move freely.
“wu!”
This Ghost General army, just from the point of view of size, is a huge type of brute force.
He pulled his arms so hard that the air was twisted. If it were real, it would have been torn and broken.
Fang Dou used the tailor Sword Art to sew him to the environment around him, and it finally paid off.
"It's stabbed!"
Ghost General's wrist shook and the sledgehammers collided, but there was no sound at all.
As the so-called big sound, the ultimate sound is silent.
Under the collision of the two big hammers, an astonishing force erupted, which vaguely shook the 'stitching power' of the Fang Dou Flying Sword and was on the verge of collapse.
Seeing, the Ghost General swung the sledgehammer again.
Fang Dou's eyelids trembled twice, his fingers flicked slightly, and the Flying Sword flew out again.
The Ghost General's army did not change their tactics, the sledgehammers finally collided, and at this moment, Fang Dou's Flying Sword arrived.
This time it's not stitching, it's... cutting.
The timing was just right, the moment the hammers collided.
The majestic force born from the collision of the hammers was originally intended to break free from the bondage, but the bondage disappeared instantly, and naturally there was nowhere to vent.
Bearing the brunt of this is the Ghost General Army.
bang!
Ghost General's Iron Pagoda-like body was knocked upside down and flew out, and when it hit the ground again, a pit with a diameter of hundreds of meters was smashed on the solid ground. .
Wait for him to stabilize his body, the body that was originally like a living person turned rotten in an instant, just like when Fang Dou met his cavalry.
In one blow, the backlash was seriously injured.
The fighting strength was not enough, so I changed it to fighting wisdom, and it really worked wonders!
Fang Dou thought that on the day of the Buddha's birthday, the Taoist daoist made a series of insidious tricks, which was a thousand times more powerful than the effect of shouting, shouting and killing.
The double-hammered Ghost General army rushed forward with great strides. Some parts of the body were rotten enough to pierce through, and the air behind them could be seen.
"go! ”
Fang Dou flicked his fingers, and suddenly his heart moved, and the speed of the sword became slower.
"It's Calm As The Forest!"
Fang Dou's heart jumped out four words, which seemed to be one of the classics in the military book.
This thought had been in his mind just now, but it only came to him after he saw the Double Hammer Ghost General Army.
The double hammers of the Ghost General's army swung up, seemingly slowly, but in fact Xu Calm As The Forest was impenetrable, and the Flying Sword turned into thin needles and couldn't penetrate the defense.
Fang Dou realized something after being frustrated.
Previously, he played fast and slow, thinking that the faster the Flying Sword, the better.
Fast and slow, just like yin and yang, go to extremes but not beautiful, and harmony is the right way.
"Let's fight again!"
The Flying Sword trembled like a willow leaf fluttering in the wind, falling on the sledgehammer wielded by the Ghost General army.
According to the previous confrontation, the Flying Sword immediately bounced back and flew out under the collision.
However, this time is different.
The Flying Sword seems to be slow, but it actually sticks to the surface of the hammer with endless strength, wrapping it in strands.
Another hammer from the Ghost General's army came to smash the Flying Sword.
“sou!”
The Flying Sword slid down, always sticking to the surface of the hammer like a willow leaf.
The aftermath of the impact of the collision of the two big hammers made the Flying Sword jump.
"Sure enough!"
Fang Dou controlled the Flying Sword with difficulty, and after slowing down, many subtle changes could be reflected.
The sophistication of a tailor's Sword Art takes a lot of thought.
sou sou!
Fang Dou drew his fingers back, Flying Sword detached from the hammer, and swiped at Ghost General's front door a few times, but was dispelled by the opponent's hammer handle.
But the next moment, the Flying Sword is still around the Ghost General army, like a slow butterfly, but it still can't hit it with dozens of times the size of the big hammer.
Gradually, the pair of hammers of the Ghost General army became heavier and heavier, and the momentum of the swing began to slow down.
"Enter my hobby!"
Fang Dou's eyes flooded, and he finally found an opportunity.
Flying Sword is like a spring silkworm spinning silk, wrapping countless silk threads around the big hammer, like a spider weaving a web, creating a favorable environment step by step.
This is a coping method with softness!
(end of this chapter)