Chapter 735 Wheel War

The public opinion in the outside world is like a huge storm, but Fang Dou, who is in the middle of the storm, feels not under much pressure.

Even the surrounding sword cultivators from Shu gathered to participate in the siege of him.

Even though there are many enemies, they adopt wheel battles in an attempt to exhaust his mana.

Even though the enemy is mixed, there are still many experienced sword cultivators, with their methods changing.

All of this, Fang Dou said that there was no big problem when facing this.

The place where Fang Dou's soul is located has become the center of the flesh and blood millstone, attracting countless moths to the fire to the Shu sword cultivators.

The two escaped seniors spread the news of the killing of Fang Dou at the cost of burning the soul.

Then, the sword cultivators from Shu flocked to participate in the pursuit.

This time, from being chased by elites, it has become a carnival for the whole nation.

All the sects of all sizes, elders and disciples, participated together without distinction.

At some point, Fang Dou felt like he was trapped in the other party's "the vast ocean of the people".

Wherever you pass, whether it is grass, branches, ruins, or dry wells, flying swords may pop out.

Whether Fang Dou walks, sits and lies, or even takes a short break, he will be attacked by a sword cultivator.

Day and night, there is no day to stop.

"Wheel battle, you seem to have found the right way to open it!"

On this day, Fang Dou's soul was soaked in blood all over his body. Every step he took, bloody footprints were left on the soles of his shoes.

It feels very uncomfortable to stick wet clothes to your body.

Fang Dou walked to a river, waved his palm, and after a few screams, blood appeared on the water.

"Is there a sneak attack hidden under the water, can it still be a little fresh?"

Fang Dou sighed, took out clean water to clean his body, and gradually dyed the river water in this area red.

For a moment, he sat on the river beach and exhaled.

Too difficult!

If the sword cultivator fights hard, it will be extremely terrifying.

During this period, countless sword cultivators stormed into the flames, just to leave wounds on Fang Dou's body and sacrifice their lives.

Such a crazy way of playing is also a headache for Fang Dou.

He had seen a sword cultivator of the entire sect, both young and old, just to let a young man in his arms stab him.

The wound healed quickly, but more than a dozen people on the other side died under Fang Dou's sword.

Before the boy escaped, his eyes were firm and he would definitely seek revenge on him in the future.

Fang Dou also noticed that although the young man was a little immature, he had great potential. In time, he would definitely be a genius figure.

But so what? When the other party grows up, Fang Dou has already reached a higher and farther level.

"How long will it take?"

Fang Dou asked himself, it was not the other party's pursuit, but when it would last, but the expectation of being promoted to the Sword Immortal.

With the training day after day, his strength has increased day by day, but he is nowhere near the sword immortal.

The fusion of the soul and the fairy sword is always a little bit worse.

A trace of estrangement is like a world of difference.

Although Fang Dou was most distressed in the pursuit of the people deep in the depths, he still sought hard that he could not succeed.

"Huhh!"

Fang Dou opened his eyes, but saw the sunny sky, burning huge meteorites, falling in his direction.

"here we go again!"

This is also the soul's sword control!

Since the past few days, the sword cultivators have learned the essence and no longer show themselves to others in their own body, but to use their souls to control the sword.

Their souls were hidden in the flying swords, lurking among the mountains, rocks, plants and trees. A sudden sword came, and the other party was threatening to a great fight.

I just thought that the flying sword in front of me was hidden above the clouds and attacked Fang Dou whenever I had the chance.

"What a Death Sword!"

Fang Dou and the owner of this flying sword have been in battle for four or five times, and they have only tried it briefly.

This time, he decided to do his best to keep the other party completely.

The soul and the flying sword are destroyed, and the body will not live long, which is common sense.

Therefore, these sword cultivators must often retract the flying swords and nourish the soul into the body to prevent disconnection.

Only Fang Dou's immortal sword can be close to the flesh and blood body and protect the soul from leaving the body for a long time.

"Feng fights against the thief, if you do evil, you will die!"

"Your destruction is not far away!"

The owner of the Falcon Sword was also a irritable senior. He failed to catch the opportunity after several attempts, but was defeated by Fang Dou instead.

This time is no exception!

The soul controls the immortal sword, and in just a few rounds, he entangles the Destroy Sword and cannot return to the clouds to lurk.

"Fang Dou, don't be proud!"

"Tell you something about it. Your disciple has been captured and is being sent to Danyang!"

"At that time, you will definitely taste the loss of your beloved disciple!"

"Ha ha!"

When Fang Dou heard this, his expression became cold. Whether it was the opponent's attack or not, it had successfully aroused his anger.

A faint light of fire appeared in the body of the soul, which was a sign of anger.

"You old man, you really have enough life today!"

The immortal sword accelerated violently, and the power of the unity of the Gangsha Sword enveloped the Destroyed Sword.

The origin of the name of the Destroyed Sword is that it is very cruel to the sword against it. Once it is hit, it will turn into pieces at the least, and at worst it will be destroyed.

However, after encountering the Immortal Sword, the Fallen Demon Sword finally heads towards... Fallen Demon.

The immortal sword is beyond many flying swords because the core is the integration of Tiangang and Earthly Evil.

This power of unity of Gang and Evil was in the capital, and the Taoist was unable to make progress after being killed in the capital. It was a complete test of human life accumulation to break the formation.

Now, the same power flew out from the fairy sword.

The covered sword of Destruction was buzzing and trembling, with vague signs of the collapse of the body.

"ah!"

The soul hidden in the flying sword also suffered such bad luck and screamed and cursed.

"Fang Dou, you are not far from death!"

"One day, your fate will be even more miserable than mine!"

Fang Dou shouted, "It's too long to die!"

The fairy sword flashed, and the soul and the flying sword were completely shattered.

"Well, today is just lively, and there are many people coming!"

Fang Dou's soul returned to peace and stood there with his fairy sword in his hands.

There are four people walking towards the southeast, west and north.

A young man walked to the east, aging before he got old, with white hair all over his head, and coughed constantly while walking.

There is a woman with hatred on the face of the west side, wearing black clothes but with short hair that is close to her ears.

There are two twin boys in the north, and the long sword behind them is four or five times the height.

Coming from the south is an acquaintance, the leader of the three great geniuses back then, Jun Tianfeng.

Fang Dou's eyes were on Jun Tianfeng, "Jun Tianfeng, are you here to kill me too?"

Jun Tianfeng bowed and saluted, "Where is the righteousness, we must come!"

Yes, from the standpoint of the sword cultivator in Shu, killing the square fight is the most important thing.

"Can!"

Fang Dou nodded, "So many people are here, what do you want?"

Before Jun Tianfeng could speak, the woman in the west spoke with hatred, "Fang Dou, do you know who I am?"

Fang Dou glanced at her, "There are thousands of people who have a grudge against me, you might as well just claim your own home, don't let me guess!"

"What a crazy thief, let you know that I am the vassal of the young fisherman!"

Fang Dou's eyelids twitched, and the dead were dead...

The weak young man on the side explained, "Fellow Daoist Zhao Yaozhi is the childhood sweetheart fiancee of the young fisherman. But before he could get married, he was killed by Fang Dou!

"Well, what do you call this friend?"

"It's easy to say, Chen Kongxu!"
Chapter completed!