Chapter 1450
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 1450
2021-12-21
Chapter 1450 DestinyDesperate!
Fang Dou knew that this time, he would take his own life and fight to the death.
The Taoist Chunyang on the opposite side is nothing more than hi reaching out to beat flies. It can be successful or defeated.
However, for Fang Dou, the line between life and death is really crucial.
Faced with the big white hand suddenly approaching in front of you, not only can't you give in, but you have to face it head-on, bet all your chips, and gamble desperately.
"Xianjian!"
Fang Dou breathes deeply, at this moment, he gave up 'reincarnation', 'mend the sky', 'leiyun' and 'combine with each other', thousands of swords in his mind The tricks eventually converged into a thorn.
The stab, the most basic and simple action of the long sword, is also the starting point and end point of all sword moves.
Life was threatened, Fang Dou was in extreme tension, his potential was greatly squeezed out, and even the limit of sword technique was raised.
Only a thorn.
Fang Dou breathes deeply, the Pure Yang Pill under the tongue has already been refining, it doesn't matter, he still has it.
A large amount of Pure Yang Pill was thrown into the mouth, and with Fang Dou's refining, it gradually merged into the limbs.
"Come on!"
Fang Dou looked up at the sky, Chunyang daoist's big hand had already fallen ten feet above his head.
This distance is too dangerous. With a little flick of a finger, Fang Dou's head can be shattered in an instant.
In Fang Dou's eyes, this palm is infinitely enlarged, and all the pore textures are very clear, deeply in his mind.
The imposing manner of assaults the senses, with a suffocating feeling, came from hiding the sky and covering the earth, sweeping the whole body.
There is no escape!
Fang Dou was more certain in his heart that he could hold on to the spot, and maybe he could find an opportunity for Danger Land to counterattack, but once he turned around and fled, and his imposing manner was vented, there was no room for struggle.
His back was as straight as never before, and the sword in his hand, the rays of light, had never been so dazzling.
In today's world, who can face the attack of pure Yang and not bow their heads and wait to die?
Fang Dou is about to make exceptions, in ten-thousand does not have one exception.
“Sword Immortal is immortal!”
Fang Dou said four words slowly, and then a ball of light suddenly erupted.
This is an instant explosion of the power of the fairy sword, there is nowhere to vent all around, so a light ball is formed briefly.
Next moment, the ball of light was blown, turned into a beam of light, moved towards the top of the head.
From a distance, it looks like a slender silver needle, poking at the palm of the falling palm.
“he he he!”
The whale jacket daoist laughed out loud, naive, thinking that there is no stronghold one cannot overcome?
The pure yang daoist has not been in the world for a long time, so the world only knows the prestige, but they don't understand the terrifying existence covered by the prestige.
The most pure body, untainted by the filth of the human world, means that the human world is immortal and nothing can hurt.
His outstretched palm, pure white as jade, looks fragile, but it is actually a hundred times stronger than any defensive magic weapon in the sky.
"Even if the swords in the world gather here, I will let them attack for hundreds of rounds, and I will never break the oily skin!"
This is the confidence of the whale-jacket daoist, the leisurely Sword Immortal means, unable to damage his body.
The Chunyang daoist just now was too careless and underestimated Fang Dou's ability, so he just lost his way.
"After the disappearance of Ancient Sword Dao, the road to the Sword Immortal of Chunyang was cut off. If you wait for these remnants, there is absolutely no possibility of threatening our generation Chunyang!" Wake up, Ancient Era, in the pure yang level, Sword Immortal suppressed the daoist's desperate age, and still shudders to this day.
But it's different now. The ancient sword cultivator road is cut off, and there is no hope for pure Yang. Today's powerful Sword Immortal, which is Fang Dou and the three Sword Immortals in Shuzhong, is at the level of Chaoyuan. Any further up is hopeless.
Therefore, at the level of Taoist pure yang daoist, all sword cultivators, including Sword Immortal, can be completely suppressed.
In the final analysis, the so-called Sword Immortal are all touted in the world. They are pure Yang daoists and belong to the immortal reserve. They have never brought an Immortal' character in the title. The face is quite big.
The whale-clad daoist is even more ruthless. For him, killing Fang Dou is not only convenient, but also killing the strongest Sword Immortal in the world, and it can also deter the three people in Shuzhong. The role of Sword Immortal, one move, two gains.
"Dead!"
In the blink of an eye, the palm is about to cross the remaining ten meters, squeezing Fang Dou into meat sauce.
Fang Dou's immortal sword is also in the stage of full blast, and the sword light like a beam of light has been projected on the center of the palm.
Sure enough, there is no response.
A beam of light with amazing lethality fell on the palm of the cetacean daoist, only calling out a spot of light, other than that, there was no harm at all.
"It's not over yet!"
Fang Dou exerted force violently, a Pure Yang Pill instantly melted, and the power gathered in the body.
The power of the immortal sword skyrocketed again, and the beam of light became more and more dazzling. The light spot had become the size of a needle tip, and the temperature suddenly rose to the level of melting rocks.
The palm of the whale coat daoist, suppressing the beam of light, dropped five feet again.
The top of Fang Dou is only five feet away!
“hu hu!”
Fang Dou’s mouth, three more Pure Yang Pills melted, the speed of absorption is almost crazy, I have never tried it before.
He felt the skyrocketing power in his body and clearly understood that even if he survived the present, it will cause no end of trouble.
But right now, Fang Dou doesn't care so much, and is desperately trying to improve his strength.
“hu hu!”
The palm of the cetacean daoist pressed down three feet again, just two zhangs away from the top of Fang Dou's head.
This distance, it is no exaggeration to say, is equivalent to sticking to the face.
Fang Dou didn't blink his eyelids, he poured his power into the immortal sword, the beam of light shook so much that The earth shook and the mountain quivered, like a drill bit desperately digging into the palm of his hand.
two zhang, one zhang, half a zhang...
If you look from the side, Fang Dou and the palm are infinitely close, the distance of a few feet can be ignored, and the fairy sword in the hand has been compressed It almost broke, but there were still faint rays of light coming out.
"Fight!"
Fang Dou fiercely gritted his teeth, refining the eight or nine Pure Yang Pills remaining in his mouth, and a raging fire rose.
Even though Pure Yang Pill's moisturizing properties are used, if you take too much at once, a violent reaction will inevitably occur.
"bang!"
Fang Dou's body's soaring power had nowhere to vent, and it all spread out along the immortal sword. The sword light, which was so weak that it was almost extinguished, instantly rebounded.
The next moment, about to cover the depths of Fang Dou's palms, a group of bright lights exploded.
The aftermath of the explosion formed a spherical cloud of light that looked like a squashed balloon due to being suppressed by the palm.
However, the force was so strong that it held up the big hand and lifted it involuntarily upwards.
Below, Fang Dou and the immortal sword are part of each other, forming a beam of light, which is rotating and rising, constantly exerting force against the palm.
Looking at the stabbed part of the palm, it has already sunk, and there is still a tendency to continue to sink. If it exceeds the limit, the skin will be broken and blood will be seen, and the sword will be injured.
“wu!”
The sight of the whale jacket daoist, which was about to destroy Fang Dou, suddenly saw a flash, the palm could not fall down, the palm tingled slightly, and he pushed the palm back to slow down. Lift slowly.
It was an accident, but only an accident.
With the power of one palm, even if he was frustrated, how could he let him give up halfway?
(end of this chapter)