Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 191

2020-11-18

Chapter 191 The fourth game is a decisive battle in the eyes of both sides.

Xingxing and martial law know that the opponents are only the hermits from Bagong Mountain. If they can win, there will be no suspense in this battle.

Jiekong and Jieping thought that the Taoist priest Songzhu had lost, and the remaining Fang Dou was a weak second-rate.

In the Doufa circle, two Taoist priests met.

“Mount Huang, Songzhu!”

“Baggong Mountain, don’t forget to sit in Qi!”

The two Taoist cultivators met face to face and paid each other. respect section, start to put up a battle.

The hermit from Bagong Mountain, Qi did not sit and forget, did not do anything, suddenly opened his mouth.

"The spell method you just used should be 'Little Cloud Talisman Movement'!"

Songzhu was slightly startled, then smiled, "As expected of a fellow Taoist, you can see through it at a glance. The details, yes, it is 'Yunfu Small Movement'!"

"I heard that there is a 'Bird Seal Cloud Talisman Zhou Tianzhuanjue' in the Taoism of Mount Huang's direct line."

"Your little movement of cloud talismans should be a side branch that evolved from it, right?"

Qi Wuzuo forgets to lay bare the truth with one remark The origin of pine and bamboo is a spell that others can't see through , he was so familiar that he explained every detail.

Songzhu was silent, and then said, "Mount Huang Dao Sect, wide-ranging and profound, I just got the fur, but let the fellows of Bagong Mountain laugh!"

"This Although there is a 'small' word in the law, if you practice it deeply enough to create something from nothing and kill people without blood, Fellow Daoist, you have already gained a bit of heat!"

Qi Wuzai forgot to wave his sleeves , "I have a proposal. In the next fight, I will stand here and let you cast spell attacks."

"As long as I can move half a step, you will win!"

"absolutely not allowed!"

Jieping couldn't hold back, opened his mouth and screamed!

What a joke, Songzhu's ability, they are obvious to all, kill Hu Seng, force Changhao to admit defeat, spell is a brilliant.

What is the name of someone's proud spell? 'Small move', can't you move half a step?

Songzhu Taoist changed his frivolous expression, looked serious, and bowed his hands, "In this case, the deference is no substitute for obedience!"

"Wait for me to stand!"

Qi Wuzao forgot to hold the whisk in his hands, his feet were uneven, and he stood obliquely facing the pine bamboo.

"Okay!"

Taoist Songzhu took a few steps forward, stopped ten steps away from him, stared at Qi Wuzhan's feet, and began to slowly walk in circles stand up.

"What is this for?"

Martial law asked in a low voice, and when he saw his concentrated attention completely, he turned to Fang Dou again.

"Look for opportunities!"

"What kind of opportunities are you trying to push?"

Fang Dou shook his head, "It's not that simple!"

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From the eyes of a bystander, he can see that at this moment, Qi Wuzai's imposing manner is fused with the surrounding environment, as if there is a situation where the wind will not blow.

This old ability, live up to the first-class realm, I am afraid it is not under Yan Venerable.

Fang Dou previously, relying on the altar, the bean soldiers, and the convenience of the home court, just exhausted the first-class warlock Yan Venerable.

If there is no physical support for the Tiangang altar, it will not be useful in fighting!

"It's hard!"

In the fight circle, Song Zhu sat around Qi Bu forget, seeing his imposing manner becoming more and more cohesive, there was no weak spot around him, he knew he couldn't wait any longer .

"Offended!"

Songzhu smoked the dry cigarettes violently, and a continuous plume of smoke accumulated in front of him.

After smoking a full cigarette pot, Songzhu took out the shredded tobacco again, filled the cigarette pot and smoked again.

For a time, under the foot of Songzhu, there were clouds and mists everywhere, like an immortal in the clouds.

"It seems that the Taoist priest Songzhu believes that this person is an unprecedentedly powerful enemy!"

After watching for a long time, Jie Xing finally came to a conclusion.

In the past, fighting Hu Seng, Chang Hao, and Songzhu could solve it with a cigarette pot.

The smoke was accumulating more and more around him, and it began to occupy most of the Doufa circle, and some areas had already covered the pebbles surrounding the circle.

After smoking the last pot of shredded tobacco, Songzhu started to move. He stepped on the position and cast spells with both hands.

A gust of wind blew through, bringing the smoke to Qi Wu Zan Wang's side, like a python, wrapping around its waist several times and pulling it up with force.

The entire Arhat Ting trembled violently, which was more intense than the previous Luo Dahan's 'Diaoao', and the ground sediment throbbed and flowed recklessly like flowing water.

"Move in all directions!"

Qi Wuzai forgot to open his mouth softly.

The silhouette he was standing didn't move at all from beginning to end, and the smoke python wrapped around his waist kept swimming in vain.

"I can't move in all directions, how can you move me?"

The dust passed, the smoke dissipated in the sky, and the scene gradually became clearer.

Songzhu took a few steps backwards, the spell was broken, and he finally got out.

"Fellow Daoist from Mount Huang, you are not my opponent, admit defeat!"

Qi Wuzai forgot to speak, his tone was still light, but at this moment, there was no one left Dare to doubt that he has the confidence to say this.

Jiekong and Jieping both looked shocked, didn't expect this person's spell, proven to this point, even Songzhu couldn't shake it!

"Two thousand taels of gold, no loss!"

Jiekong muttered to himself, showing joy.

Next to Jie Ping rolled his eyes, "Wan tael of gold casts a portrait, it can't be moved here!"

"What's the hurry, he hasn't done it yet!"

In the fighting circle, Qi Wuzai forgot to see Songzhu not admit defeat, sighed.

He raised a finger, pointed towards the reeds in the southeast corner.

"The grass and trees...all soldiers!"

Shu Lala, the reeds that were swaying in the wind, when he gave an order, the wind blew and saw, with a thick solemn killing aura.

The wind rolled up a blade of grass, tumbling and flying from the air, like a sharp arrow, stabbing at the top of the pine bamboo.

The pine and bamboo are quick-witted, and with a wave of the dry tobacco pole, the blades of grass are disappeared.

But the sharp wind still cut through the sleeves, and a bloodstain appeared on the wrist.

crash-bang, the snow-like reeds fell into the water and turned into snowflakes all over the sky, soft and dreamlike, but concealed the murderous intention of Senhan.

The thin and light reed leaves, sharper than steel knives, go down the wind and cannot be traced.

The reed flowers all over the sky trembled like thousands of steel needles, enough to tie the flesh and blood into a honeycomb.

In the blink of an eye, Songzhu has been attacked by hiding the sky and covering the earth, surrounded by smoke, and has been compressed to within half a meter.

ding ding dong dong , like the symphony of gold and iron, where the confrontation can be seen, there are many dangers.

Songzhu was obviously at a disadvantage. Although he moved repeatedly, there were more and more plants and trees around him with murderous intentions, which had overwhelmed his silhouette.

"How can this be good?"

The two of martial law and martial law, looked at each other in blank dismay, if Songzhu died, they would lose.

However, no matter how Shochiku looked at the scene in front of him, he couldn't escape, let alone turn defeat into victory.

At this time, Dao Child hundred zhang, pulled Fang Dou's cuff and pleaded.

"Help me, Master!"

"What?"

"My Master can't hold it anymore, I can see it!"

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"Please, only you can save him!"

(end of this chapter)