Chapter 855
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 855
2021-05-31
Chapter 855 was beaten awayFang Dou laughed when he heard the word Heavenly Retribution, you people, keep your mouth shut Heavenly Retribution, Has anyone seen the real Heavenly Retribution?
sorry, I have seen it!
Fang Dou once saw with his own eyes that Zhongshan Xingshu of the Zongheng family was hacked to death by a thunder because he revealed the secret.
What is even more terrifying is that the place where he is located is the extinct underworld of thunder.
This means that as long as it is Heavenly Retribution, no matter where it hides, it is hard to escape.
“he he he!”
“Heavenly Retribution is nothing!”
Fang Dou uttered wild words, making Sikong Butian’s hands and feet cold.
"But..."
Sikong Butian's thoughts flowed rapidly, and his tone softened.
"Fang Dou, let me tell you the truth, please be my dreamer's sword-bearer, with good intentions!"
"It's my fault, too, young and energetic. The wrong way will lead you to misunderstanding!"
Sikong Butian has never been more reasonable than before, not as arrogant and despotic just now.
"In the future, the Hundred Sons will return, Heaven and Earth will be rearranged, and righteousness will be in our hands!"
"You have offended Taoism now, you are already struggling, and there will be a turnaround in the future. Just join us and win the future!”
Fang Dou shook his head, “Could it be that you are not a dreamer, but a talker?”
“You How do you know an empty talker?"
Sikong Butian turned pale in fright, his way of admonishing is to learn from the empty talker's skills, but unfortunately, the inheritance is different, only the skin can be learned.
But even fur can convince Fang Dou.
You must know that the tongue of an empty talker is worth more than gold.
"It turns out that there really is!"
Fang Dou shook his head and practiced talking with him, finding the wrong person.
He has survived until now, all because of his thick face, dark heart, and... a cheap mouth, all three of which are indispensable.
Sikong Butian patiently persuaded, "If you don't believe me, go back to the mountain and have a look. Both your Disciples are here, and I didn't hurt them in the slightest!"
This is contrary to his intentions. Sikong Butian was determined to win, and Xiu Tian gave two people to work for him, so he didn't make a bad move.
Up to now, it is difficult for him to practice self-protection, let alone start.
"If I want to protect Disciple, the best way is to kill all you villains who do it secretly!"
Fang Dou said resolutely, "I'm sorry, you If it doesn't kill me, Gouqu Mountain will become a public place in the future, come here if you want, and leave if you want!"
"The dreamer is the first bird with a gun, If you want to blame, blame yourself first!"
"I'm about to use your head to warn those who begin to stir!"
Sikong Butian sees Fang Dou The attitude is firm, and the arrogance of the heart rises.
"Well, Fang Dou, do you really think of me as meat on the chopping block?"
"My dreamer has been handed down from ancient times to the present, why did you kill it when you said it?"
"My identity is here, you will kill me if you have a seed, but my body is still in a day, and I will be irreconcilable with you!"
"One day, I will let you Gouqushan is completely removed, you are believing or not?"
Fang Dou slowly nodded, "Of course I believe, so I can't let you live!"
both of his hands fixed Flying Sword , flew towards Sikong Butian.
Sikong Butian thought it was the same attack as before, but before the sword light approached, he spread out his body and escaped into the air of beams that filled the sky.
He is hidden in countless rumors, pinned in fantasy, and has no action or trace. Who can hurt him?
However, this Flying Sword attack is very different from the past.
Three poisons Flying Sword, trembling violently in midair, like two big invisible hands, holding the sword and shaking constantly.
bang!
In an instant, the Flying Sword exploded, and a dazzling white light appeared.
"Excellent, Flying Sword can't take it anymore, it's shattered!"
Sikong Butian raised hope in his heart, and he also knew that Sword Immortal was too powerful, only a fairy sword could do it bear strength.
Right now Fang Dou just found a Flying Sword, used it too many times, exceeded the limit, and finally collapsed.
“Look, what else do you have?”
Sikong Butian was about to watch a good show when he suddenly realized that something was wrong. The fragments of Flying Sword were too neat.
No more, no less, exactly three pieces, and one third of equal.
After the three pieces of debris appeared, they began to disperse the airflow of the beams, like a towering torch rising in the fog.
"This..."
Although Sikong Butian was surprised before, he was able to calm down immediately, but it was this time that completely shaken his position.
Because he realized that the three fragments of Flying Sword were extremely poisonous to his fantasy Small World.
The whispering voices in the air are getting more and more decayed, and the strong fantasy power is also decaying more and more.
“What did you do?”
Fang Dou flipped his hands and manipulated three pieces of broken light to chase after the streamer, like a goshawk hunting birds.
"You use the help of the common people to maximize the power of fantasy!"
"I have three poisons here to disintegrate your power of fantasy. Isn't it wonderful?"
Sikong Butian was stunned, "Three poisons?"
Fang Dou smiled nodded, "Not bad!"
"Could it be, Huang Gambling drugs?"
Fang Dou was in a hurry and scolded angrily, "What are you thinking, it's greed, hatred, ignorance!"
"These three are the poisons of the human heart, and they are widely circulated in the world. Guang, it's the most appropriate to restrain your fantasy foundation!"
Sikong Butian looked at it, and the beams of light around him began to thin.
The foundation of fantasy has been weakened and has exceeded the recovery speed.
Done!
Sikong Butian gritted his teeth, nothing could be done, and he had to evacuate immediately.
After all, Gouqushan is still Fang Dou's home court. If he completely reverses the situation, this Avatar will be folded here.
Fleeing is the best while it is now!
Sikong Butian is also decisive, exerting the so-called fantasy power that can not be invoked on the Mirage Relic.
The Avatar's power exploded to its peak in an instant.
At this time, Fang Dou pinched sword art and manipulated three groups of broken lights, which symbolized the three poisons of greed, anger, delusion, and killed them like a hot knife through butter.
"Kill!"
In the roar of both sides, the two forces collided.
Sikong Butian's Avatar was disappeared on the spot, leaving behind a dripping bead, spinning around in the air.
Three poisons Flying Sword's sword light penetrated Sikong Butian's Avatar, and the castration continued, and most of the power dissipated, and finally died.
"The strong man broke his wrist, he was absolutely ruthless!"
Fang Dou picked up the Mirage Relic, and he was willing to even take such a treasure. He took off the Golden Cicada with a trick, Sikong Butian is not simple!
The Mirage Relic is the core, gathers all the power of fantasy, and resists Fang Dou's attack. Avatar takes the opportunity to disperse and return to the body. Good plot against!
"Well, I can escape the wreckage, but I can't escape the aftermath of my sword light, and then you have to suffer!"
Fang Dou turned around and saw the clear sky reappeared for thousands of miles. , two sword lights in the mountain rose and flew towards him.
"Master is back!"
It was the voices of Xiu Tianci and Fang Yujing. They were sitting in the mountains, but when they saw the sky above their heads, they started to disperse from the center.
The barrier that trapped them for a long time, in a split second, was disappeared without a trace.
They still can't guess that this is Fang Dou's return to destroy secret mastermind.
So, the two Disciple cheering excitedly, welcomed Fang Dou back home.
(end of this chapter)