Fang Dou burst out his power and broke Feng Suo. Such a terrifying power made Wang Zhunlun slightly stunned.
The wind ropes he transformed into the wind and the casual swords that he could not cut them out of thin air with his flesh and blood.
The truth that is common to both Chinese and Western countries is that the Dharma Master will not fight in close combat.
However, when it comes to Fang Dou, the truth is overturned.
Qilie's military strategist is powerful, but he also needs to rely on actual combat with objects. However, Fang Dou's bare hands and fist, he exerted the same level of lethality.
"Bless by Master Chicken!"
Fang Dou jumped up in the air, with one hand becoming a claw and the other hand becoming a peck.
When he fell down, his right claw was pinching Wang Zhuanlun's shoulder. When he was about to exert force, he was blocked by a thick wind membrane.
The wind membrane flows, and the five fingers of the square dou are inserted into a high-speed rotating fan, and cut their fingertips.
However, Fang Dou had already put his mana far away from his palms, and the film began to harden, like a layer of iron.
"drink!"
Fang Dou exhaled and opened his voice, and his right claw used force to penetrate the wind membrane and locked the shoulder bone of Wang Zhunhuang.
"ah!"
Wang Zhunlun felt pain, and a ball of wind blew up in his palm, condensed into a small ball, and smashed it on Fang Dou's face.
Dong, Fang Dou tilted his head, then returned to his original position, and laughed.
That's it? I thought it was a wind blade, and at least it could see blood.
The next moment, his right claw became even harder, and Fang Dou pinched it into a bird's left hand and chiseled it to Wang Zhuanlun's forehead.
The head is vital, and the wind membrane wrapped around it is thicker. The fingertips of square dou are like pillowing into a pillow, softly collapsed, but there is no feedback on the touch of flesh and blood.
This is the attack being blocked.
At the same time, Qili started assisting on the side.
He took out a tin wine pot and poured it into his mouth a few times. His face turned red, thick smoke was pouring out of his nose, and Zhou Shen's skin was as hot as burning.
"Ahhh!"
Qi Lie opened his mouth and sprayed a condensed column of fire, which attached to the surface of the iron rod, spreading evenly like water flow. The entire iron rod looked like a column of fire.
He lifted up the burning iron rod and poked Wang Zhuanlun's chest. When there was a loud muffled sound, Wang Zhuanlun's body shook a few times.
Fang Dou immediately caught the fighter plane, and the wind membrane on the opponent's head was distracted. He used force to tear open the wind membrane, and hit the forehead of King Runwheel.
"Crack!"
The sound of bone cracks sounded, and Fang Dou stopped as soon as he released and quickly retreated.
I saw a hole on Wang Zhuanlun’s forehead, blood flowing out, and the wind membrane that wrapped around his body gradually turned pink.
"I'm going to kill you."
Fang Dou continued to retreat, and glanced at the bean soldier and black dog who had regained freedom, and took them into the beast path.
The role of summoning objects is more about reconnaissance, harassment, and cleaning up miscellaneous soldiers. When encountering stronger opponents, you have to rely on your own abilities.
Wang Zhuanlun was so angry that he tore open his clothes and exposed the runes in his flesh. His next actions were beyond the expectations of Fang Dou and the others.
He reached out and pinched a corner of the rune's flesh, as if he had uncovered a layer of paper, tearing off the rune and the flesh.
The chest is replaced by bloody wounds.
Fang Dou felt pain when he saw this scene.
After the rune left his body, it instantly transformed into a stream of light, and was held in Wang Zhunhuang.
"The altar master gave him a talisman and his magic power was boundless."
The next moment, a strong wind blew from the rune, instantly overturning Fang Dou and Qi Lie and flew backwards three or five miles away.
At the same time, somewhere in the south of the Yangtze River, in a secret room.
On a majestic altar, an old man opened his eyes and looked at the lines that suddenly lit up on the altar. His mana was continuously released and he quickly outputted, and he sighed.
"Can a talisman holder go out recently?"
A moment later, someone replied, "The right elder is the King of Salt Owl who goes out to sell private salt, raises funds for our company, and buys various contraband products."
The old man, known as the Right Elder, nodded, "It must be him. Wang Zhuanlun is not good at all, he is a second-rate warlock at least. Who can force him to use the magic power of the talisman?"
After saying that, he waved his hand, "Go down!"
When he thought, Wang Zhuanlun used the talisman to kill all enemies, and he could no longer worry about them.
Even the people of Qianqiu Society are rampant, even second-rate sorcerers, who are no one dares to provoke. Besides, there is still support from the altar, so what if there is anything wrong with it?
Switching to Fang Dou's side, Wang Zhunlun felt as if he had taken stimulants and instantly exploded. The air around him was drained and he was walking around him like a line of seven or eight giant pythons.
Qi Lie took out the iron windmill, spun out a fire dragon, hovered down, trying to wrap the king's wheel.
But seven or eight wind pythons instantly raised their heads and whipped violently like steel whips. For a moment, sparks flew everywhere, and the fire dragon was cut for more than a dozen pieces and was extinguished inch by inch.
The wind python destroyed the fire dragon and continued to sweep towards Qilie, exploding the air, and making a series of firecrackers sounds.
Qi Lie held the iron rod tightly and stabbed it out with a shot, hitting the wind python in front of him, but his arm was twisted and twisted, and the iron rod even came out of his hand.
The heavy iron rod, like a light dead leaf, was sent to the sky by the strong wind and flew to an unknown corner.
Hulala, a wind python raised high and fell violently, as if a giant held a whip and threw it off his head.
The air around Qi Lie was almost solidified, and the speed was greatly reduced. He seemed to be unable to escape this death disaster.
With the strength of Fengpython, it is enough to make him beaten into meat sauce.
"Aowoo!"
The black dog suddenly appeared and hit Qilie's body, with an extremely powerful force, knocking him into a afterimage.
The wind python landed, bursting the black dog into a light spot in the sky, and it continued to cast, landing on the ground where Qilie had stood before, with turf flying and soil splattering everywhere.
When the dust settled, a large pit with a diameter of ten meters and a depth of one meter appeared on the ground.
"Brother Fang Dou, be careful, this guy is invincible."
Qi Lie escaped and was still scared. If the black dog had not sacrificed his life to save him, he would have been mixed with the soil and saved his burial.
Fang Dou stared at the rune for a long time. From the beginning, he felt familiar and could not remember it.
Suddenly, he slapped his arm, "So that's it!"
The rune in front of me had seen similar shadows on the broken altar in the underground cave of Jiangjiazhuang.
At the same time, one of the functions of the altar floated in my mind, "Give me a talisman!"
The altar has the ability to give talismans, the power of inferior talismans, the skills of medium talismans, and the methods of superior talismans.
The talisman given by the King Zhunhuang in front of me was clearly the inferior talisman originating from the altar.
Don’t underestimate the inferior talisman. Wang Zhuanlun relied on the power of the rune to expand the Qingfeng Technique into a wind-type all-round magician.
Attack, defense, restraint, and no shortcomings in all aspects.
Now, he suddenly exploded, and his magic power doubled, and he must have borrowed magic power from the altar.
Fang Dou felt even more troublesome, that is to say, there is at least a support from this person.
Moreover, you can give talismans at the beginning of the altar, which is much better than the one in Doushou.
“How to deal with it?”
Fang Dou tried to call out the altar to see if he could deprive the King of the Wheel of the Gift.
Failed!
The level of the method is higher, so Fang Dou cannot seize power, let alone deprive the other party of the talisman.
However, Fang Dou's eyes turned and he paid attention again.
Chapter completed!