Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 1002

2021-07-20

Chapter 1002 See Through

"It's really extraordinary!"

Chen Chongxu's performance makes Taoist daoists see A chance to survive.

Anyone who is a little stubborn can guess that this sudden young man must be the lover of Chunyang daoist.

In addition, Dan Rong's previous performance of pulling strongly against a crazy tide, the good news is coming one after another.

"The Daoist school is very happy!"

This idea pops up in the hearts of both the Taoist daoists in the north and the south.

Once upon a time, Feng Chen daoist died, and it seemed that the sky was falling.

But now, two Taoist sons appeared, and the situation was instantly reversed.

"Today, Gong Wushui will definitely not be able to get better!"

At this time, Taoist daoists still have hope. If two Taoist sons join forces, even if they cannot win, at least Can make menacing soldiers return in low spirits after failing .

When the mountains and rivers are exhausted, suddenly encountering every cloud has a silver lining is too exciting.

Many Taoist daoists have already thought about it, as long as they can survive this wave, they can calmly mobilize their strength and go down in the military.

In the final analysis, the family property is profound, and if you die, there are other people who can make up for it.

On the other hand, if there is no justice and no disease, I am afraid that the death is not far away.

"Chun Yang Disciple, can it withstand the flag of the main army?"

On the military side, seeing Chen Chongxu's performance, the original Leguang attitude has also become somewhat reduced.

The invincible flag of the main soldier was blocked by someone.

even more how, the magic weapon of dust flushing, it is either bamboo chopsticks or colander, which are all utensils that do not go on the table.

"so that's how it is!"

Jun Xingba and the others are worried, looking towards Gong Wu Sick.

This soldier, patriarch, is heavily nodded, "so that's how it is!"

"Chunyang Disciple, taught by famous teachers, is naturally behind."

"But looking at your young age, you are rare in the world, and you must have been in the mountains for a long time, so naturally you have no time to hone your skills!"

"Well, it's easy to do this way!"

A sentence, said casually, is like a sledgehammer, hitting the dust and the virtual line.

That's right, every word and every word, it's his weakness.

Chen Chongxu has been cooking noodles in the mountains for fifty years. Apart from cooking noodles, he will not have any experience in fighting skills.

He seemed to be easy to deal with just now, but in fact he had a profound background.

Dan Rong couldn't help hearing that, he was so powerful that no one would want to face such an enemy.

Chen Chongxu immediately said with a smile, "I have heard the truth of 'hands and eyes are not connected', since you can see it, what can you do?"

"It's amazing Your Excellency knows that I can do many things!"

Gong Wushang smiled slightly, sliding his hands on the flagpole, and instantly changed his posture, as if holding a long spear.

"Kill!"

oh la la

Dust flushes the void saw a flash, tragic breath assaults the senses, Heaven and Earth rotate, as if in the battlefield , all directions are enemy troops.

Murderous aura is pushed across the mountain, almost suffocating, tinnitus, dizziness, and dizziness.

"Not good!"

Chen Chongxu didn't notice it for a while, but was forced by Gong Wushang's imposing manner, and he felt that it was not good.

"Wake up!"

In a trance, Chen Chongxu got rid of the shock, and suddenly found the flag of the main soldier unfolded, wrapping the entire world in his sight, including himself.

"Good come!"

Chenchong Xuzhu chopsticks poked forward, in the center of the spreading flag.

The seemingly fragile bamboo chopsticks hit the soldier's main flag, causing it to stop on the spot and could no longer move half a step.

Gong Wusing's wrists are shaking, and the edges of the soldier's main flag are rolled backwards, sharp as knives, and Chaochen Chongxu slashes his shoulders and feet.

In a short period of time, Chen Chongxu encountered nine deaths and still alive.

Only then did the audience realize that Gong Wusing's remarks just now were not bluffing.

Obviously, he is using his own strategy for Chen Chongxu's shortcomings at this moment.

If the main flag of the soldier goes straight, there is no pressure on Chen Chongxu, but once Gong Wushang performs complex changes, Chen Chongxu's lack of experience will be exposed.

"Ginger is still old and spicy!"

Dan Rong not only sighed, but if he were a Fengchen daoist, he would never be stumped by this model.

However, Chen Chongxu is different. He has just come out of the mountain, and his fighting skills are weak. He relies entirely on his profound background.

"Good job!"

Chen Chongxu took a few steps back, slightly letting go of the flag of the main soldier that had scratched his face, but the flag was soft and changing, and instantly returned in a swirl of dust , clinging to him like maggots on the tarsus.

dong!

The colander threw away, in the middle of the soldier's main flag, making a muffled sound like a drum.

This time, the force was so violent that a huge bulge protruded from the back of the soldier's main flag, making a thunder-like movement.

However, this also had little effect.

Chen Chong thought badly, and finally came out.

To continue walking outside, today's battle must be won beautifully.

Chen Chongxu nodded, grabbed a cloth pocket from behind and weighed it a few times.

"Salt pocket, go!"

Chen Chongxu pointed at the cloth pocket, mutter incantations, and untied the rope that tied the mouth.

The pockets open, and crash-bangs fly out of snow-white salt particles, elongated white lines in the air.

shuaa~ it's up!

White particles fell from the sky, not snowflakes, and fell on the heads and shoulders of everyone.

Some people are curious to try, "It's salt!"

Isn't it true, this cloth pocket contains salt particles that are used to season noodles.

The 'salt rain' that fell from the sky far exceeded the capacity of the cloth bag, and it was getting bigger and bigger. Gong Wushang was slightly frowned, seeing that the snow salt did not cross his calf, breathes deeply, jumped up, and stepped on the surface of the salt layer.

"go! ”

Chen Chongxu shoved the palm of his hand at Gong Wushang, and the strong wind swept the salt particles in the sky, which was as spectacular as snow in winter.

Gong Wu was sick, but he could feel that every particle of salt in the air was a weapon that could penetrate his body.

Therefore, such a killer move cannot be blocked or avoided.

"Chunyang Disciple, don't just let you make a move, how about letting me make a move?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Gong Wushang held the end of the flagpole like a gun. Here, the swirling flag was like a tassel.

“patriarch!”

Jun Xingba and the others were anxious.

Gong Wushui's move was actually a disregard for him, giving up his own defense and attacking Chen Chongxu's body.

He was gambling, betting that even if he was hit at the same time, he could survive, but Chen Chongxu would definitely die.

"It's crazy!"

Chen Chongxu figured it out in an instant, but he was also angry, and drove the snow salt in the sky to bury Gong Wusing first.

The two launched their ultimate move at the same time, and the idea was to kill the enemy first, so that they would not be in danger.

One inch close, Chen Chong humbly popped out of his throat, and always felt that Xue Yan was a little slower.

"Not good!"

His eyes are bright and bright, like the iron tip on the flagpole, which is sharply enlarged in his sight.

According to this speed, Gong Wushui has not yet been killed, and he will be stabbed to death by the flagpole of the other party.

The price is too heavy, even if both sides suffer, he can accept it, but he doesn't want to kill the enemy first.

"Retreat!"

Chen Chongxu had this thought in his mind, and immediately backed away, the momentum of the snow and salt flying in the sky suddenly weakened.

When he retreated like this, Gong Wushang was unforgiving, and the flagpole was a little faster, almost poking Chen Chongxu in the face.

(end of this chapter)