Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 63

2020-11-07

Chapter 63 Gifts

Fang Dou bursts with power, forcibly breaks the wind rope, such a terrifying force, Let Wang Zhuanlun be stunned for a moment.

The wind ropes and swords that he has transformed into the wind are slashing, not to mention the fact that they are broken out of thin air with only flesh and blood.

The truth common to both China and the West, the Master does not fight meleely.

But when it fell to Fang Dou, the truth was turned upside down.

Qilie's strategist Spear Art is powerful, but he also needs to rely on weapons to fight, but Fang Dou's bare hands can play the same degree of lethality.

"Chicken Master bless!"

Fang Dou leaped into the air, claws with one hand and pecks with the other.

When he fell, his right paw was pinched on the shoulder of Wang Zhuanlun. He was about to use force to hook the fleshy shoulder bone, but was blocked by a thick wind film.

The wind film flows, Fang Dou five fingers, like inserting into the fan of high-speed rotation, ding ding dong dong cuts the fingertips.

However, Fang Dou had already put his mana far away in the palm of his hand, and the film began to harden, as if plated with a layer of iron.

“Hah!”

Fang Dou exhaled, his right paw pressed hard, forcibly piercing the wind membrane, locking the scapula of the king wheel.

"Ah!"

Wang Zhuanchuan was in pain, and the wind in his palm condensed into a small ball and smashed it towards Fang Dou's face.

Boom, Fang Dou tilted his head, then returned to his original position, chuckled.

That's all? I thought it was a wind blade, it could see blood anyway.

Next moment, the right paw clenched harder, Fang Dou pinched his left hand into a bird peck, and chiseled it against Wang Zhuanlun's forehead.

The key point of the head, the wind film wrapped is thicker, Fang Dou's fingertips are like piercing the pillow, softly collapsed, but there is no feedback of flesh and blood.

This is an attack blocked.

At the same time, Qilie started assisting.

He took out a tin jug and poured a few swigs into his mouth, his face flushed red, thick smoke billowing from his nose, and Zhou Shen's skin was scalding hot.

"Ah!"

Qilie opened his mouth and spewed out a condensed pillar of fire, which adhered to the surface of the iron rod and spread evenly like a stream of water. The whole iron rod looked like a pillar of fire .

He lifted the burning iron rod and stabbed it against Wang Zhuanlun's chest. With a loud muffled sound, Wang Zhuanlun's body swayed a few times.

Fang Dou immediately caught the fighter, and the wind film on the opponent's head was scattered. He used his wrist to tear open the wind film and hit the forehead of Wang Zhuanhuan.

“creak!”

The sound of bone cracking sounded, Fang Dou retracted as soon as he put it, and quickly stepped back.

I saw a hole in Wang Zhuanlun's forehead, blood flowed out, and the wind film covering the whole body gradually turned into pink.

"I'm going to kill you."

Fang Dou continued to step back, glanced to see the bean soldier and the black dog regain their freedom, and took them into the Beast Dao.

The role of summon objects is more in detection, harassment, and cleaning of miscellaneous soldiers. When encountering stronger opponents, you must rely on your own ability.

Wang Zhuan Lun flew into a rage out of humiliation and tore open the front of his shirt to reveal the rune in his flesh. His next move was beyond Fang Dou's expectations.

I saw him stretch out his hand and squeeze a corner of rune's flesh, as if peeling off a layer of paper, tearing rune and the belt flesh off.

The chest was replaced by a bloody wound.

Fang Dou felt pain when he saw this.

After rune broke away from the body, it instantly turned into a stream of light, and was held in the hand by Wang Zhuanlun.

“The talisman bestowed by the Altar Master has boundless mana.”

The next moment, a gust of wind blew from rune, flipping Fang Dou and Qilie upside down in an instant. Three to five miles away.

At the same time, somewhere in the south of the Yangtze River, somewhere in a secret room.

On a majestic altar, an old man opened his eyes and looked at the lines on the altar that suddenly lit up. The mana was continuously and rapidly output, sighed.

"Is there a talisman holder going out recently?"

Someone replied after a while, "Elder right, is the salt king wheel, going out to sell private salt to raise funds for our society, Buy all kinds of contraband."

The old man known as the right Elder, nodded, "It should be him, no matter how bad the king wheel is, he is a second-class warlock, who can force him to use the magic power of the talisman. ?"

After saying that, he waved his hand, "Go down!"

When he thought about it, Wang Zhuanlun had used the talisman, and he could kill any enemy without any need for He worries again.

The people of Qianqiu Society, even if they are second-rate warlocks, are no one dares provoke in the south of the Yangtze River. Besides, they have the backing of the altar. What's the case?

Switching to Fang Dou's side, Wang Zhuanlun seemed to have taken a stimulant, and his seeds exploded in an instant.

Qilie took out the iron windmill, spun out a Fire Dragon, and circled down, trying to wrap the king wheel.

However, seven or eight wind pythons raised their heads in an instant, whipping violently like a steel whip, sparks flew all over, and the Fire Dragon was cut into a dozen sections and extinguished inch by inch.

The Wind Python extinguished the Fire Dragon and continued to sling towards Qi Lie, blowing the air and releasing a series of firecracker-like sounds.

Qilie clenched the iron rod tightly, thrust out a spear thrust, and hit the wind python in the middle. As a result, his arm was twisted and twisted, and the iron rod came out of his hand.

Heavy iron rods, like light and dead leaves, were sent high into the sky by the strong wind and flew to unknown corners.

shuaa~ , a wind python rose high and fell violently towards Qilie, as if a giant was holding a whip and slammed it down on the top of his head.

The air around Qilie almost solidified, and his speed was greatly reduced, and he could not escape this Death Tribulation.

With the strength of the wind python, it is enough to make him into meat sauce.

“ao wu!”

The black dog suddenly appeared and slammed into Qilie’s body. It was surprisingly strong, knocking him into an afterimage.

The wind python fell to the ground, blasting the black dog into a spot of light in the sky, castrated continuously, and landed on the ground where Qilie stood before, the turf was flying, and the dirt was scattered.

When the dust settled, I saw a large pit ten meters in diameter and one meter deep on the ground.

"Fang Dou brother, be careful, this guy is invincible."

Qilie escaped alive, with lingering fears. The soil was mixed together, and the burial was omitted.

Fang Dou stared at rune for a long time, from the very beginning, he felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

Suddenly, he clapped his arm, "so that's how it is!"

The rune in front of him was previously seen in the underground cave of Jiang Family Village and on the broken altar. shadow.

At the same time, one of the functions of the altar comes to mind, "Give the talisman!"

The altar has the ability to bestow talismans, the power of inferior talismans, and the gift of medium talismans. , High Level talisman.

The talisman in front of the king wheel is clearly the inferior talisman originating from the altar.

Don't underestimate the inferior talisman, Wang Zhuanlun relied on the rune formidable power, and forcibly expanded the breeze technique into the Wind Element all-around magician.

Attack, defense, restraint, there are no shortcomings in all aspects.

Now, he suddenly exploded, his mana multiplied, and he must have borrowed his mana from the altar.

Fang Dou felt even more headaches, that is to say, there was at least an altar behind him to support him.

In addition, the altar can be given equal signs at the beginning, which is much stronger than Fang Dou's.

"What should I do?"

Fang Dou tried to call out the altar to see if he could deprive him of the talisman of the King Wheel.

Failed!

Fang Dou couldn't take authority over the higher level of the altar, let alone deprive him of the talisman.

However, Fang Dou turned his eyes and noticed again.

Deprivation is impossible, interference is always okay!

(end of this chapter)