Chapter 1353
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 1353
2021-11-18
Chapter 1353 Yuan Mingshou Lei"A good Fang Dou is wily old fox, rigorous schemes and deep foresight, Old..."
A hundred sons of a certain school, scolding in a low voice, inadvertently swept across Fang Dou's youth-like face, with the word 'old' in his mouth, unable to speak any longer.
The situation is very clear! '
Sword Immortal Fang Dou of Gouqu Mountain, seemingly free and easy, indicated that he would not participate before the war.
Actually, under this bleak appearance of fame and fortune, there is a sinister plot against hypocrites.
He Fang Dou didn't show up, but sent Disciple to fight.
gradually someone recalled that, as if they had seen Yuan Ming in the Disciple crowd in Gouqu Mountain, he could be identified.
For a time, all influence was slandered. We respected you for being indifferent to fame and fortune, but now it seems that you are a despicable villain who is duplicitous.
Come on, but it's a foregone conclusion.
Wumen admits defeat in front of everyone, and is outspoken that he will never fight against Fang Dou's Disciple.
The implication is that Fang Dou had some kind of affection for him in the early years.
"Yuan Ming, you won this battle!"
Wumen cupped his hands, turned around and went down to the platform of sacrifice.
With all the influence around, seeing his complicated eyes, they all know that Yuan Ming's strength alone is no match for Wumen's finger.
However, Yuan Ming has a good master, and Wumen had to sell him face.
It can be seen that Fang Dou's connections are far beyond everyone's imagination.
Wumen met the strange eyes, walked down the sacrifice platform step by step, and laughed halfway.
Although they lost, they didn't gain anything. Being famous for Mijiao was one thing, and being able to see Sword Immortal Fang Dou with their own eyes was another.
With these two benefits, this trip is worth it.
Next moment, black smoke billowed from Wumen, wrapped him into a Black Dragon and disappeared at the end of the sky.
Everyone withdrew their gazes and looked towards the sacrificial platform with complicated expressions.
Yuan Ming on the stage is the weakest defender. It stands to reason that there are already many people picking peaches at this time.
However, there was absolute silence under the stage, and there was no movement for a long time.
Just kidding, Wumen voluntarily conceded defeat, really thought that there was no one behind Yuan Ming.
Sword Immortal Fang Dou of Gouqu Mountain, but standing beside him, staring at your back.
At this time, one thing must be considered. Although defeating Yuan Ming is easy, it will bear Fang Dou's wrath in the future.
Weighing the pros and cons, the choice can be difficult!
"Hey!"
The son of the famous family sighed then said, Yuan Ming's success in the challenge has exceeded his expectations.
It can be seen that the Wu sect master voluntarily admitted defeat just now, not because of Yuan Ming, but because of Fang Dou's face.
The son of a famous family, lamented that Fang Dou was well prepared, but also worried about Yuan Ming.
The Hundred Schools School has already been aroused to fight, although there is a little hesitation, but it will not be easily fooled.
It won't take a while, someone will come to the stage to challenge, and it doesn't take a lot of powerful manpower, just a hundred sons will be able to knock Yuan Ming off the stage.
The only thing that reassured the son of the famous family was that Fang Dou was right next to him. Even if Yuan Ming was defeated, the opponent would definitely not kill him, and at most he would suffer some injuries.
No matter what, let Yuan Ming suffer.
The son of the famous family nodded slightly when he thought of this.
"Master, did you expect it?"
Hong Luan was surprised at first when he saw Yuan Ming's victory, but the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became.
"I just guessed some!"
Fang Dou looked at Yuan Ming with a playful look in his eyes. This discipline is worthy of being a Heavenly Emperor candidate, and he already knew how to use him. .
He had already seen that Yuan Ming dared to take the stage, and he must have seen from the spirit rice spell that the rice religion Wumen belonged to was related to him.
That is to say, before Yuan Ming took the stage, he was sure that there was no danger, and he could even fight, so he chose to fight,
In the end, the bet was won.
However, Wumen just gave up his position on the roof for the sake of Fang Dou.
Nowadays, Fang Dou can't argue, except for him, I am afraid that everyone will think that he is behind all this.
Yuan Ming's move has gained fame, but all the malicious speculation and reputation damage have been endured by Fang Dou.
"I've never suffered such a big loss in my life!"
Fang Dou sucked in a breath. It seems that in the future, the master and disciple will get along with each other, and they will inevitably have intrigue, tired!
Then he felt more and more that it was the wisest choice to release Yuan Ming from Gouqu Mountain.
"Since you want to go it alone, let me see what you are capable of!"
Fang Dou also knows that his face is limited, and he can persuade a Wumen to quit, not necessarily a person Everyone has to give him face.
It is conceivable that among the hundreds of schools of thought, there are many bold ones, and there will definitely be people who will come forward to challenge them.
Then let's see Yuan Ming's performance.
......
"Yuan Ming, I'll challenge your Flying Sword!"
A person appeared on the stage, dressed like a Christmas tree, with a full body Hanging with shiny things.
"Son of connoisseurs!"
Someone next to him gave the answer. It turns out that connoisseurs are a school that specializes in the study of antiquities, treasures and collections.
There is a saying all the time, the connoisseurs are all treasure hunters, and there are countless precious magic weapons in their hands.
It's no wonder that the connoisseur's son came to the stage, wishing he was covered with all his body.
"Yuan Ming, you've had enough fun just now, now you can go down and give me the arena!" Immortal realm, you can't keep this ring!"
Yuan Ming didn't get angry, but asked with a smile, "Can you keep it?"
"Frankly, I can!"
The connoisseur's son said confidently, "Even if you can't keep it, you did good!"
"My little one, this is the arena of fighting skills, It's not a stage to fight your father, your sword Immortal Master can't save you!"
I thought this remark would anger Yuan Ming and cause him chaos.
However, Yuan Ming still looked at him calmly, "So much nonsense, aren't you ready to start?"
"Good mood!"
Connoisseur The son also thought that if the strength is not enough, what is the use of having a high cultivation base?
"Let you see, my connoisseur's experience of Myriad Treasures is true!"
From his cuff, lights, rods, mirrors and other magic weapons fly out, treasure light criss- crossed, emitting rays of light like a rainbow version.
The cultivation realm of connoisseurs is, in the final analysis, collecting collections.
In just a few breaths, more than a hundred magic weapons flew out of the connoisseur's son's sleeve.
Although the quantity is large, the quality is not ambiguous.
Ordinary cultivation people, one or two pieces are great, but in the hands of a connoisseur's son, they are flooded like pebbles by the river.
Most people are amazed at the number of magic treasures, but those with discerning eyes have observed that although these magic treasures are numerous, they are not chaotic at all under the control of the connoisseur's son, but are as neat as an army.
Yuan Ming also noticed this, and his brows gradually wrinkled.
Sometimes, it's not the magic weapon, the more the better. One person's energy is limited and cannot be divided too much, just like the previous White Emperor Sword Immortal, which can drive up to two Sword Immortals, no more.
However, in the hands of the connoisseur's son, he has broken through the upper limit of the number of magic treasures. Each magic weapon is like an arm, which is a miracle.
(end of this chapter)