Chapter 735
2021-04-19
Chapter 735 Wheel Battle
The public opinion outside is like a huge storm, but Fang Dou, who is in the middle of the storm, feels little pressure.
Even if the sword cultivators in the surrounding Shuzhong came together one after another, they participated in the siege of him.
Even with numerous enemies, he resorts to wheel battles in an attempt to drain his mana.
Even though there are many enemies, there are also many old sword cultivator seniors and Myriad Transformations.
All of this, Fang Dou said that the problem is not a big deal.
The place where Fang Dou Primordial Spirit is located has become the center of the grinding disc of flesh and blood, the sword cultivator in Shu who attracts countless moth flies into the flame.
The two seniors who escaped, at the cost of burning the Primordial Spirit, spread the news of Fang Dou’s death.
And then, sword cultivators in Shu swarmed to participate in the pursuit.
This time from elite pursuit, to a national carnival.
Sects large and small, elders and Disciples, regardless of each other, participate together.
At some point, Fang Dou was feeling like he was caught in the other side’s ‘people’s ocean’.
Wherever you go, whether it is grass, branches, ruins, or dry wells, Flying Sword may come out.
Fang Dou will be attacked by the sword cultivator whether he walks, sits, or even takes a short rest.
Day and night, no day can stop.
“Wheel battle, you guys seem to have found the right way to open it!”
On this day, Fang Dou’s Primordial Spirit was soaked in blood, leaving bloody footprints on the soles of his shoes with every step he took.
It is very uncomfortable to have wet clothes on your body.
Fang Dou walked to a river and waved his palms. After a few screams, blood flowers appeared on the water.
“It’s hidden in the underwater sneak attack again, can you still have something new?”
Fang Dou sighed, picked up clean water to wash his body, and gradually dyed the river water in this area red .
For a moment, he sat on the beach and took a long breath.
Too hard!
The sword cultivator is extremely terrifying if it is desperate.
During this time, countless sword cultivator moth flies into the flame, just to leave wounds on Fang Dou, at the expense of their lives.
Fang Dou is also a headache for such a crazy style of play.
He had seen a whole Sect of sword cultivators, young and old sacrificed, just to let the next young man stab him in the arm with a sword.
The wound healed quickly, but the other dozen people all died under Fang Dou’s sword.
Before the young man escaped, his eyes were firm, and he would definitely seek revenge from him in the future.
Fang Dou also noticed that although the teenager is a little immature, he has great potential, and over time, he must be a character at the level of Heaven’s Chosen.
But so what, when the other party grows up, Fang Dou has already risen to a higher and farther realm.
“How long will it take?”
Fang Dou asked himself, not the pursuit of the other party, how long it will last, but the expectation of promotion to Sword Immortal.
Day after day, his strength has grown, but he is far from Sword Immortal.
The fusion of Primordial Spirit and Fairy Sword is always a little off.
A trace of estrangement, like as different as heaven and earth.
Despite being chased by everyone in the depths, Fang Dou is the most distressed, and the realm he seeks is unsuccessful.
鈥渉u hu!鈥?/p>
Fang Dou opened his eyes, but saw the sky in the daytime, burning huge meteorites and falling in his direction.
“Again!”
This is Primordial Spirit too!
Since a few days ago, the sword cultivator seniors have mastered their studies, and they no longer show people with their own body, but use the Primordial Spirit to ride the sword.
Their Primordial Spirit is hidden in the Flying Sword, lurking in the mountains, rocks and vegetation, and suddenly comes with a sword, which is not a small threat to Fang Dou.
I just want the Flying Sword in front of me, hidden above the clouds, to attack Fang Dou whenever there is a chance.
“What a Destruction Sword!”
Fang Dou and the owner of the Flying Sword have already fought four or five times, and they have only just tasted it.
This time, he decided to do his best to keep the other party completely.
The Primordial Spirit and the Flying Sword are destroyed, and the fleshy body will not survive for long. This is common sense.
Therefore, these sword cultivator seniors should always take back the Flying Sword, and put the Primordial Spirit into the fleshy body to nourish and prevent disjointness.
Only Fang Dou’s sword can be close to the flesh and blood, and protect the Primordial Spirit from the fleshy body for a long time.
鈥淔ang Dou thief, persisting in evil brings about self-destruction!鈥?/p>
鈥淵our death is not far away!鈥?/p>
The owner of Destruction Sword , also for the irascible Old Senior. He made several shots but failed to seize the opportunity, but was repelled by Fang Dou.
This time is no exception!
The Primordial Spirit controlled the fairy sword, and in just a few back and forth, it was entangled in the Destruction Sword, unable to return to the clouds to lurk.
“Fang Dou, don’t be complacent!”
“Tell you the news, your Disciple has been captured and is being sent to Danyang!”
“When the time comes, you will definitely taste the loss of a loved one!”
“haha!”
Fang Dou’s expression turned cold when he heard it, whether it was the other party or not All of his offensive tactics have succeeded in arousing his anger.
The body of the Primordial Spirit, with a faint glow of fire, is a sign of anger.
“You old man, today is really enough to live!”
The immortal sword accelerated sharply, and the power of Astral Fiend’s unity enveloped the Destruction Sword.
Meteor Destruction Sword, the origin of its name, is that it is very ferocious to the sword. Once hit, it will be turned into fragments in light, scattered ashes and dispersed smoke in heavy.
However, after encountering the Immortal Sword, Destruction Sword finally went to… Destruction.
The immortal sword surpasses many Flying Swords because the core has Heavenly Star and Earthly Fiend in one.
This Astral Fiend united force, when under the capital, the Taoists could not make an inch, and it was only possible to break through the accumulation of human lives.
Now, the same power flies out of the fairy sword.
The shrouded Destruction Sword hummed and trembled, and there was a faint sign of disintegration and collapse.
“Ah!”
The Primordial Spirit hidden in the Flying Sword also suffered the same misfortune, screaming curse.
“Fang Dou, you are not far from death!”
“One day, you will end up more miserable than me!”
Fang Dou Shouted, “It’s long-winded, it’s not a pleasure to die!”
Immortal sword flickered, even Primordial Spirit with Flying Sword, completely smashed to pieces.
“Well, today is a lively day, and many people came!”
Fang Dou Primordial Spirit returned to calm, holding the fairy sword and standing there.
East, South, West, North? There are four people coming.
A young man came to the east. He was getting old before he got old, his head was full of white hair, and he kept coughing while walking.
Xi Mian is a hateful woman, wearing black clothed, but with short ear-length hair.
To the north are two twin boys with a long sword behind them that are four or five times their height.
Coming from the south is an acquaintance, Jun Tianfeng, the leader of the three Heaven’s Chosen that year.
Fang Dou’s eyes stayed on Jun Tianfeng, “Jun Tianfeng, are you here to kill me too?”
Jun Tianfeng bowed his hands, “The righteousness is here, you have to come! “
Yes, from the position of sword cultivator in Shu, killing Fang Dou is the righteousness.
“Yes!”
Fang Dou nods, “There are so many people here, do you want the one you want?”
Jun Tianfeng hasn’t spoken yet, West The woman in the face said with hatred, “Fang Dou, do you know who I am?”
Fang Dou glanced at her, “Thousands of people who have enemies with me, you simply report to your family. , don’t make me guess!”
“What a mad thief, let you know that I am the widow of the young fisherman!”
Fang Dou’s eyelids twitched, the widow…
The frail young man on the side explained in a loud voice, “Zhao Yaozhi Fellow Daoist, the fiancee of the little fisherman’s childhood sweethearts, just was killed by Fang Dou before you could get married!”
” Well, what’s the name of this friend?”
“Well, Chen Kongxu!”
(end of this chapter)