Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 576

2021-02-25

Chapter 576 Unkillable

"Please!"

At first, Jun Tianfeng thought about being neat and tidy, A sword swung towards Fang Dou.

However, upon hearing Fang Dou's words, he began to be cautious.

The three words 'unkillable' are absolutely impossible, but if the other party can boast this, there must be some kind of weird secret technique!

As a result, Jun Tianfeng drew a circle on his wrist, and the Flying Sword flew out in an arc.

The sword light is like a spring swallow, walking slowly and obliquely, all around Fang Dou, waiting for an opportunity.

After several laps, Fang Dou never made a move to shoot down the Flying Sword.

Jun Tianfeng nodded, finally made up his mind, his fingertips trembled violently.

In an instant, the Flying Sword burst out with a scorching rays of light, which actually accelerated and changed directions within a square inch, and fell towards the back of Fang Dou's head.

The speed of the attack now, compared to the gentleness and softness of the previous one, is simply the difference between Heaven and Earth, and even the onlookers are somewhat unable to react.

However, Fang Dou suddenly raised his arms and used two fingers to clamp the Flying Sword.

This hand is clean and beautiful, when Chimiao wizard saw it, he couldn't help but say hello.

Looking at the sword cultivator, he sneered.

Flying Sword, how can it be blocked so easily.

As expected, Fang Dou's index and middle fingers just clamped the Flying Sword.

Next moment, Flying Sword exploded violently, wrapping his entire palm in it, blown up to the point where his flesh and bones turned into mud dots that splashed everywhere.

Whoosh, in the rays of light, a thin line flew out and pierced into Fang Dou's neck without hesitation.

After the thin thread pierced into the flesh, it immediately swelled into a bucket-like sword light, which immediately burst the body.

"Okay!"

The veteran sword cultivator couldn't help but applaud.

This hand sword technique, whether it is subtle changes or the use of strength, has reached the point of brought to the point of perfection.

As an elder, he may not be able to do it if he asks himself.

Jun Tianfeng's progress this year is truly a naked eye, which is breathtaking.

After praising his child, the eyes of the veteran sword cultivator fell on the wizard again.

Chimiao wizard was stunned, Mi Wu died just like that, which is also Immemorial strange.

"Your companion is dead, now it's your turn!"

The veteran sword cultivator raised his chin toward Jun Tianfeng, signaling him to kill him.

Jun Tianfeng's eyes lit up and suddenly saw a storm spinning on the ground.

Many sword cultivators also noticed this strange wind and couldn't help but wait for it.

“hu hu!”

The strong wind dissipated, and the old man in black robe, who had just been blasted by sword light and scattered with soil, stood in front of everyone again.

Fang Dou looked at Jun Tianfeng and sighed in his heart, your sword technique skills are really advancing by leaps and bounds!

Nowadays, if Fang Dou wants to face Jun Tianfeng alone, he will not be able to win in a short time.

This shows that the path of cultivation is like rowing a boat upstream, if you stop moving forward you fall back.

During this time, Fang Dou concentrated on the affairs of Mijiao and abandoned the sword cultivator, but Jun Tianfeng chased him up.

The move just now made Fang Dou in a bit of a hurry. He was chopped off his entire palm before he realized it. When the sword light pierced his neck, he automatically dissipated the Avatar.

So, this Avatar was not killed, but retreated.

However, to outsiders, it is nothing more than sword light entering the body, smashing the flesh and blood.

Jun Tianfeng saw Fang Dou's 'rebirth', frowned, and recalled the strange feeling just now.

"Sure enough, this is his secret technique!"

Thinking of this, Jun Tianfeng flicked his fingers violently. Spinning around constantly.

It was just a test just now, and now he's going to do it for real.

"Come again!"

Jun Tianfeng's palm changed, and he pinched a sword art.

sou sou!

Fang Dou heard the sound of breaking the air and was extremely stern, but he didn't have a prejudice against Flying Sword's whereabouts. People can't notice.

Is that so?

Fang Dou opened his eyes, the perspective in front of him changed, and suddenly he saw a spot of light that sharply magnified in front of him.

The Flying Sword, which was condensed to the extreme, was originally finer than the dust in the air. When it rushed three feet in front of Fang Dou, it suddenly exploded into thousands of light spots.

These light spots are all differentiated tiny Flying Swords, like dust everywhere, instantly covering the space where Fang Dou is located, an area of half an acre.

"As dense as dust, everything can't escape!"

Jun Tianfeng pinched his fingers, and countless miniature Flying Swords began to spin wildly, strangling this space, the only living being.

In an instant, Fang Dou's body, like a paper figurine like water, faded at first, and finally melted into the air.

"It's done!"

Jun Tianfeng's heart was relieved, but then he realized that something was wrong, why didn't he have any blood-reeking qi!

He made this move, smashing the enemy into pieces, and even the blood droplets were scattered into mist, but why did the smell of blood disappear!

Not good, the other party escaped again!

Jun Tianfeng's heart sank suddenly, and saw the black shadow on the ground creeping and slowly forming an outline.

After a while, the black robe old man reappeared, and there is no sign of weakening at all.

This time, Jun Tianfeng didn't act rashly, but recalled the scene of the previous two shots.

Obviously, the strangeness of the other party's secret technique is beyond common sense.

I made two shots in a row, but I failed to do any damage.

He is in a stalemate on his side, and the veteran sword cultivator, along with a group of Soaring Firmament City Disciple, is also in deep contemplation.

From beginning to end, they all firmly believed that the so-called 'unkillable' was just a pretense, but the performance of Fang Dou in front of them subverted the idea.

"There is such a strange witchcraft in the world. Think back to how the ancestors killed the Witch King?"

The veteran sword cultivator shook his head, "No, there must be some weirdness. "

After thinking for a while, he reminded aloud, "Perhaps, he can avoid the beheading of the Flying Sword, you can try burning water, flooding with light, and striking with lightning!"

Fang Dou breathes Deeply, it's ruthless, but unfortunately it's useless.

Light shadow money can make shadows change and move, and Avatar is not so simple!

Jun Tianfeng thought for a while, there was no better way but to act accordingly.

I saw his Flying Sword buzzing and vibrating, rubbing violently with the air, and instantly lightning flashed and thundered, and fire burned.

In the blink of an eye, all around him, the electric light bullied like a wandering dragon, and the balls of fire sometimes contracted, sometimes soared, burning the air red.

"go! ”

Jun Tianfeng's Flying Sword, like a baton, manipulates a dragon-like electric light, first descending from the sky in a spiral shape, wrapping Fang Dou's body in the center , then tightened sharply.

Immediately afterwards, the diffuse Heavenly Fire spewed up, turning Fang Dou all around into a furnace.

wu wu wu, the wind is blowing and the fire is rising, constantly refining Fang Dou, and a section of thunder plunges into it, making a thunderous sound.

After four or five hours, the space gradually subsided.

Many sword cultivators stared at the empty ground, looking forward to it.

"Don't come again!"

However, how can things go as they please?

wu wu wu , a gust of cold wind blows, and the outline of the human figure is formed again.

The old man in black robe, without any damage, was reappeared in front of Jun Tianfeng, and there was no scorch marks on his body.

It seemed that it was not him who had been bathed in fire just now.

(end of this chapter)