: Beating

"Fang Dou, although his words are sharp, they are not as good as swords and guns!"

Sikong Butian sarcastically said, "It's also a sarcasm. You are known as the Sword Immortal, why are you not good at using swords now, but you are talking nonsense?"

Although he felt something was wrong, he still thought Fang Dou was holding on, covering up the fact that his vision was declining after his immortal sword was gone.

However, Sikong Butian miscalculated, but it was still a big miscalculation.

After Fang Dou finished speaking what he thought, he suddenly felt a breath penetrated his heart and rushed straight to the sky spirit above his head.

The whole body floats, as if the soul wanders out of the sky, full of the feeling of free ascension.

He pinched his palm tightly, and the originally inconsistent three poisons flying sword was now as if it had been melted into flesh and blood, and it was completely unhindered when it was running.

"It's time to start!"

Fang Dou nodded, raised his flying sword and delivered it forward, and the cold light flew away, throwing out a fan.

Sikong Butian was about to dodge, but found that the sword light came faster and more fiercely than before.

Caught off guard, he staggered back, only to have time to lift the Mirage Dragon Relic and turn into overlapping mountains to block in front of him.

Wow!

The sound of mountains collapsed endlessly, Sikong Butian pulled back, feeling shocked.

Why?

The power of Fang Dou's sword piercing is far beyond that of previous times, and it is like a complete transformation.

What kind of changes can make him completely different from before?

Sikong Butian was still depressed, but Fang Dou's sword light came to him again, so fast that he had no time to react.

Brush!

The light-speed air flow gathers from all directions. When Sikong Bu Tian’s old trick is used again, he must disperse his body and escape into the turbulent currents in the sky.

"Certainly!"

The sword light trembled in the distance, aiming at Sikong Butian, and a powerful force of restraint came from the air.

Sikong Butian was shocked to find that this clone could not move. He looked at his limbs and bones carefully, and his body surface was covered with dense arrays, and the void was completely sewn and he could not move.

"When is he?"

Sikong Butian could hardly imagine that the flying sword from Fang Dou had such magical uses.

He used rumors and imagination to gather the strength of the people and sealed Gouqu Mountain.

At this moment, Gouqushan's outside world became his home court and he could use the power of fantasy at will.

The front Dou used the flying sword killing move, threatening Sikong Butian five times and three times, but was calmly escaped by the other party.

Because this land full of rumors and fantasies has become the home ground of Sikong Butian, and its bodies gather and disperse like clouds, making it impossible to capture whereabouts.

But now, Fang Dou's sword light actually sewed his body firmly into the void.

Sikong Butian tried again and again, but he found that the entire clone was covered with contours, leaving no gaps.

He couldn't struggle, and he had no power to use it in the face of the void. He could only sigh that Fang Dou's swordsmanship had reached a level of magic.

However, Sikong Butian is not a person who is waiting to die.

Fang Dou waved the flying sword here, and the sword light flew in front of him, and it was about to sink into Sikong Butian's head.

Sikong Butian blinked and shouted, "I want to kill someone!"

When Fang Dou heard this, he became alert. Even if there were no signs, he would move ten steps away.

Taking this opportunity, Sikong Butian recalled the Mirage Dragon Relic, holding it in his palm to try to change.

The bead emits smoke, but after a moment, the smoke dissipates and it is still the same.

“Why?”

Sikong Butian was very puzzled. Only the fairy sword could fight against Fang's unpredictable swordsmanship, but the Mirage Dragon Relic refused to change, and I don't know what stimulation was that?

But Fang Dou knew various reasons.

Fang Dou was unable to comprehend his original heart before, thinking that without the immortal sword, his vision would decrease. His mental state of mind was insufficient and he was easily shaken. He was taken advantage of the situation and transformed into an immortal sword, and stole part of his power.

But now, Fang Dou achieved the sword heart for a moment, and the inside and outside are round, and there is no trace to be found.

Even if the Mirage Dragon Relic forcibly transforms, it will suffer backlash.

Sikong Butian tried again and again, but all failed without exception, so he had to settle for the second best.

brush!

The beads rose and turned into a boy with red lips and white teeth. He was wearing a bellyband embroidered with copper coins and ingots, holding a big winter melon with a smile.

"Well!"

Fang Dou saw that the boy was cute and didn't know what the other party was going to do. Do you want to make him so cute?

"Imagination boy, if you want to touch me, come here by yourself, don't use the child as a shield!"

Sikong Butian laughed and said, "Fang Dou, let me introduce you to this Xicai baby, not an ordinary child!"

Say it, he nodded to Xicai Baobao, "Kill him!"

Xicai Baobao nodded, moved the winter melon in his arms, appeared above Fang Dou's head, waved his hands like white lotus roots, and smashed them hard to the top of Fang Dou's head.

Fang Dou's head seemed to have eyes growing. He raised his hand and waved his flying sword and flew upwards.

The fat doll's winter melon fell from its arms, making a terrifying sound of breaking through the air, and it fell heavily on the flying sword.

The sound of making people pressed on the sour sound came out, and the winter melon aimed at the sharp blade of the flying sword fell and cut it in half on the spot.

When the fat baby saw that he refused to follow, he waved his fists angrily and punched the flying sword.

"Huh!"

Fang Dou controlled the three poisons flying swords and moved the fat doll's fist, but found that the fist was amazing.

The fat doll in front of me is definitely not an ordinary person and is very difficult.

The pressure the fat doll brought to him was far more than Sikong Butian.

Fang Dou thought privately, what is the origin of this Xicai baby?

However, the fat baby became more and more arrogant.

He seemed weak, his skin was like a newborn baby, and he moved as fast as lightning, and he was fighting around the square doll.

Although the flying sword is fast, it can only barely block the fat doll's punch and kick.

"Fang Dou, I'm not to hide it. This Xicai baby is the secret skill of one of my friends!"

"I can only simulate one-tenth of power, you can't resist it, and your skills are average!"

Having said that, it was already an extremely sarcastic sarcasm for the other party.

Fang Dou was not angry and said for granted, "So that's it. No wonder he is so weak, only one part of the body, which is too bad!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Dou let out a sudden roar, and the flying sword seemed to be whipped by a whip and disappeared.

Xicai Baby was jumping in the air, flying out from various tricky angles, attacking around the square.

The next moment, the flying sword flew in from the sky, with no trace, and it cut into Xicai's shoulders slantedly.

Blood flew up, and the fat doll was almost cut in half.

Fortunately, in the blink of an eye, the original appearance of the Mirage Dragon Relic was restored.

Sikong Butian's liver and gallbladder were both broken, so why can't even Xicai Baby hurt Fang Dou? This is too evil.

Fang Dou pressed step by step, "Sikong Butian, you come to be a villain, it's nothing, but many good things are done, so I'm Gouqu Mountain!"

"If I can't capture you, hang it in front of the mountain and dry it and dehydrate it, and alert the pedestrians to come and go, everyone outside will think that our fight is a soft persimmon that is easy to pinch!"

While speaking, Fang Dou was full of murderous intent, obviously having a murderous intention towards Sikong Butian.

Sikong Butian reacted and asked in surprise, "Do you want to kill me?"

Fang Dou nodded, what do you think?

"You can't kill me!"

Sikong Butian was honest and said, "The return of hundreds of sons is the destiny of heaven. I am a fantasy and one of the hundreds of sons, representing the future trend!"
Chapter completed!