Chapter 103: Cut the witch fairy into pieces! Thank you for the gift of nature!
Chapter 105: Cut the Witch Immortal into pieces! Thank you for the gift of nature! (Please subscribe)
"How could he have the City God Order?!" The wizard who was trapped in the pit looked extremely ugly. His face had sunken down a little, and a huge shoe print could still be vaguely seen.
He originally thought that he could get rid of that madman in one fell swoop.
What he didn't expect was that the madman was actually wearing the City God's Order!!
That is definitely a city god order.
He can’t be wrong!!
"Damn it!" The Witch Fairy cursed with hatred: "What is this person's identity? It's enough to have such an amazing physique, but there is such a thing as the City God's Order... He can't be the illegitimate son who became the emperor somewhere?
?!"
The Witch Fairy realized that Fan Wu was much more difficult to deal with than he thought. He even found that Fan Wu still had no injuries on his body.
This made the wizard unbelievable.
It also made Him go crazy!
When had He ever experienced such powerlessness and grievance? He couldn't wait to abandon this useless body of a believer, and immediately came in his true form to tear the madman into pieces!
But He can't.
This made Him grit his teeth even more!
Make Him hateful!
"Huh?" In a daze, an ominous premonition suddenly came to mind, and the wizard's pupils suddenly tightened. It was almost an instinctive reaction and he hurriedly dodged to one side.
The next moment.
A beam of red light flew past his cheek, and he noticed that his left cheek seemed to have been lightly touched by something, which made him immediately reach out and touch it.
"hiss!"
The intense pain on his cheek made him take a breath, and a big gap appeared on his face! It must have been injured by the beam of red light that flew just now!
"wrong!"
The wizard's eyes widened: "The injured body is just a believer's body, but why do I feel pain?"
He finally realized the worst of it.
But it's too late.
He saw a figure as tall as an iron tower approaching. The madman's body was filled with violent murderous intent. In his sight... Fan Wu's figure was distorted and illusory.
He looked at Fan Wu with an expression of shock and disbelief, while Fan Wu looked at the fish meat on the chopping board, looking at the wizard descending in front of him.
"Is your limit already like this?" Fan Wu said with a hint of regret in his tone: "I still hope you can become stronger."
As soon as his words fell.
His figure was like a galloping thunder, attacking the Witch Fairy in the blink of an eye. Before the Witch Fairy could react, the Demon-Breaking Sword in Fan Wu's hand had already fallen down!
When the Witch Fairy finally reacted, the sharp blade of the Demon-Breaking Sword was already close at hand!
The Witch Fairy could already feel the terrifying aura emanating from the sword's blade.
His expression changed with surprise.
Hide immediately.
Moreover, the dodging movements were very awkward, almost like a donkey rolling.
This made the Witch Fairy's expression even more ugly... Faced with such a Taoist fanatic, faced with such a mortal guy, he actually had to dodge his attack!!
shame!
What a shame!!
Wu Xian was about to get up and give Fan Wu a head-on blow, but suddenly he was shocked to find that... his body had lost its balance.
He turned his head, lowered his eyes, and took a closer look.
He was stunned.
I saw that one of the wizard's left arms was missing, and blood was dripping down.
When the blood drips on the ground...
The tattered bluestone slabs under the feet were corroded by blood and had small holes. If this blood dripped on a living person, it would probably corrode a person's flesh, blood and bones.
He turned his head to look at where Fan Wu was and found a broken arm lying on the ground there.
Very eye-catching.
Then, there was an indescribable pain that instantly hit his consciousness.
The wizard felt as if he was being plunged into magma. It was clear that only one left arm had been chopped off, but the indescribable pain came from all parts of his body.
It comes from every muscle, every inch of skin, and even every hair strand.
That kind of pain is not only the pain that comes from the physical body, but also the burning and tearing pain from the mental level!
This suffering has been mediated through His followers.
Across a distance of unknown miles.
Make His true body!
Everyone felt severe pain!!
"How...how could it be like this..." The figure of the Witch Immortal suddenly staggered. He used all his willpower to prevent himself from screaming: "Is it his City God who is causing trouble? Or is it his sword?!"
"This beast..." With this thought, the sense of crisis suddenly struck again, and the wizard was so startled that he quickly opened his mouth and spit out a large amount of black mist.
He wanted to stop the incoming opponent Fan Wu.
Uh-huh!!!
Another conspicuous sword light flashed through the black fog.
A large amount of black mist was dissipated by this sword. The terrifying power emitted by the Demon-Breaking Sword was not something that could be resisted by the ominous black energy spewed by a little wizard fairy.
Fan Wu's fierce and tall sword-wielding figure emerged from the black air.
He once again approached the Witch Fairy.
The frightened Witch Fairy felt as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight. He wanted to turn around and run away for the first time, and he actually did so.
The wizard transformed into a black mist.
Want to fly away and escape!
Unfortunately, Fan Wu's action was much faster than that of him. Fan Wu stretched out his hand and grabbed it. Wu Xian's leg that had not yet transformed into black mist was caught by Fan Wu with incomparable accuracy.
The tyrannical energy, blood and yang energy in his body forced the witch to return to his original body.
Fan Wutuo held up the body of the Witch Fairy.
Throw it into the ground without hesitation!
BANG!!!!
The ground under his feet trembled, and the Wu Xian's body came into close contact with the earth. A very familiar pain came over, making the Wu Xian's eyes widen, and his eyeballs almost popped out.
That's because lying on the ground is the City God's Order that Fan Wu had thrown before!
The reason why Wu Xian had close contact with Cheng Huang Ling again.
Only then can you feel the pain that goes deep into your bones.
He wanted to struggle out of Fan Wu's hands, but Fan Wu had already lifted him up twice and then slammed him down again!
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The Witch Fairy finally couldn't hold back anymore and howled miserably. He never thought that he would encounter such a situation this time when the gods descended.
He never thought that he would be in such a mess.
To be so miserable at the hands of a Taoist priest who doesn't even use magic power, it can be said that he has no power to fight back!
He didn't know how many times he was lifted up, nor how many times he was knocked down.
In a trance.
He noticed the madman and finally stopped smashing him to the ground. But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he found that he was thrown up and his body was floating in the air.
The next moment.
The blade of the Demon-Breaking Sword turned into sword shadows, and the sound of the blade tearing flesh and bones into pieces was endless. The body of the Witch Fairy was surrounded by a large storm of blades.
His body is like a lonely boat on the sea.
It was constantly hit and destroyed by violent storms.
The wizard felt that the body of the believer that he had descended into was torn into countless parts in the blink of an eye. It seemed that every drop of blood in the body was sending him a painful signal.
Especially the terrifying pain that the Demon-Breaking Sword inflicted on the monster was something that the City God Ling could not match! The tearing pain that lasted for an extremely long time made the Witch Immortal feel a little empty of his spiritual consciousness.
He let out a series of miserable howls unconsciously!
But the shrill screams don't seem to come from the body, but more like they come from the soul or spiritual level.
Sounds scary!
However, what I feared was not the shrill screams of the Witch Fairy, but the fierce and brutal behavior of Fan Wu!
In comparison.
The murderers in the Zhou Dynasty were much kinder than Fan Wu. The most they could do was cut the corpses into pieces or drown them in water, while Fan Wu had already chopped the bodies of the witches and immortals into pulp.
!
Suddenly.
The storm of blades like a gust of wind was stopped.
Fan Wu's sword, as fast as his eyes and hands, pierced straight into the center of the wizard's brow, and the Demon-Breaking Sword easily penetrated his head.
The head of the wizard is hung on the sword.
Click——
There seemed to be a faint sound of broken glassware, and the screams of the wizard stopped abruptly at this moment.
A pile of rotten meat that had been chopped into pieces.
Fan Wu didn't pay attention to the free attribute points he got. When he stabbed the sword into the wizard's head just now, he felt a very strange feeling.
"It seems that it wasn't just the head that was pierced by that sword just now." Fan Wu narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured to himself: "I seem to... have also been stabbed by the spiritual thoughts descended from the Witch Immortal."
The spiritual thought of an unorthodox country evil god was scratched by Emperor Zhenwu's Demon-Severing Sword.
What will happen...Fan Wu is not very clear.
However, he could vaguely guess it.
That wizard...
I guess it doesn't feel very good.
"9.02 Free Attribute Points..." Fan Wu turned his attention to the attribute points at this time: "Sure enough, it has to be this kind of evil thing with high purity. It can make me explode in one go.
There are so many free attribute points.”
[Name: Fan Wu]
【Life:100+】
【Power:67.91+(+20%)】
[Skills: Star Sword Technique lv2 (0/100), Evil Ghost Way lv1 (0/50)]
[Free attribute points: 26.02]
This is Fan Wu's current personal attribute panel. His attributes in all aspects are already quite high. And the balance of free attribute points has reached 26.02 points this time!
This amazing attribute point balance...
Part of it was something that Fan Wu had previously saved and not used.
Part of it is provided by Wu Xian believers.
Part of it was provided by the wizards and immortals who descended from the gods.
Fan Wu found that besides the Great Master, he had another "good friend"!
There may only be so many rural evil gods in the Zhou Dynasty.
He, Fan Wu, has now provoked two of them, and they are still in an unrelenting antagonism.
A normal person might have panicked earlier.
If it were Fan Wu from before, he would probably be panicked.
It's a pity that Fan Wu doesn't mind at all how many rural evil gods he provokes. He even hopes that within the acceptable range of his strength, more enemies will come to give him free attribute points!
At present, the only relatively poor attribute value may be Fan Wu's [Fate] attribute.
A mere 100 points of [Life] attribute, and 67.91 points of [Strength] attribute...
It doesn't quite match.
It seems too scientific.
Too "deformed".
After thinking about it, in the blink of an eye, Fan Wu's free attribute points were reduced from 26.02 to 10 points.
Because of an idea in his mind, he used 16.02 points to add points to his [Life] attribute, making his own [Life] attribute value reach 116.02 points.
Although the [Life] attribute is still not very high, it is still growing.
The future is promising!
The Demon-Breaking Heroic Sword in Fan Wu's hand was not stained with a drop of the opponent's blood. I don't know if it was because the sword was inherently magical.
Fan Wu put it into the scabbard and then picked up the City God's Order.
Finally, I said with emotion: "Thank you for the gift of nature!"
This emotion comes from my heart.
…
the other side.
Monk Zhikong has fallen into a daze again, this time not because of any external or internal injuries, but because of the ferocious and fierce performance of Daochang Fan.
He was completely dumbfounded!
This reversal of the exchange of offense and defense made him a little unable to react, and made his head buzz for a while.
The impression that "Witches and Immortals are very scary" still remains in his mind.
Through the scene of the witch fairy razing the county government to the ground, his strange and terrifying image was infinitely elevated in the mind of Monk Zhikong.
In the eyes of Monk Zhikong, the Witch Fairy is the most ferocious evil spirit in the world!
Then, this most brutal evil...
that's all……
Killed by Daozhang Fan?!
Monk Zhikong endured the pain in his body and reached out to pat his stiff face. After he realized that what he saw was not an illusion, he couldn't help but secretly swallow a mouthful of saliva that smelled of blood.
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Yun Jiuqing looked timid and murmured: "It should be considered over, right? Probably?"
It can be seen that the fear on Yun Jiuqing's face is very obvious.
She was perhaps the only person present who could clearly see how Fan Daozhang killed the evil spirits with a clear mind.
She had never seen anyone fighting evil like this.
The visual impact of that picture was so great that even her heart was violently impacted.
Yun Jiuqing lowered his head and looked at his arms.
The arms are very thin.
Yun Jiuqing felt that even if he could eat a cow in a day, he would not be as brave as Daochang Fan.
Not even half as cruel as Daochang Fan.
A living evil spirit turned into a piece of minced meat under the blows of Fan Daochang's sword!
This picture is too scary!
Yun Jiuqing even felt a little nauseous, but she didn't dare to spit it out. After all, it was a "masterpiece" of Daozhang Fan. She felt that if she spit it out, she would be disrespecting Daozhang Fan.
Disrespecting Mr. Fan...
hiss!!!
Yun Jiuqing didn't want to end up with the same fate as that evil man. She believed that it would take five breaths for Daozhang Fan to cut that evil man into pieces, and if she, Yun Jiuqing, was to be cut into that shape...
One...one breath?
Or, faster?
The random thoughts in her mind caused layers of cold sweat to break out on her forehead.
At the same time, it also made her feel a little happy.
Fortunately, Mr. Fan is not a monster.
It's not evil either.
wrong!
Yun Jiuqing slapped her face, and she scolded herself: "Yun Jiuqing! What are you thinking about? How can you describe Fan Daochang as a weird thing? Evil way?"
"You should be glad that you are not a monster, you are not evil! Otherwise, you will die under the sword of Fan Dao! Well, this is right!"
at this time.
She suddenly saw a figure in front of her, and instinctively looked up, almost suffocating her breath.
yes……
It’s Daochang Fan!
"This monk's injury is not serious." Yun Jiuqing, who was just as unscathed as him, was ignored by Fan Wuhua. He looked up and down and saw the miserable monk Zhikong.
He said again: "The injuries on the body look quite scary on the surface, but they are all skin injuries. The injuries to the muscles and bones are not serious. At most, there are a few minor bone fractures in some places. Considering the monk's body
The quality doesn’t even need to be cultivated for a long time.”
"Can you still stand up? If you can't, Pindao will ask Old Qingniu to drag...cough! Carry you on his back."
Although Fan Wu was not proficient in medical skills, with his extraordinary eyesight, he could still tell at a glance how serious the injuries suffered by Monk Zhikong.
The most serious injury on Monk Zhikong's body may be his ears.
If the eardrum is injured, it may not recover for a while.
Although Monk Zhikong couldn't quite hear what Fan Wu was talking about.
However, he could still make a guess - Daochang Fan should be checking his injuries!
Monk Zhikong was immediately moved!
Daochang Fan not only had a chivalrous heart, but was also concerned about the injury of a monk he had known for only a few days.
Take a deep breath.
Monk Zhikong said quickly: "Priest Fan, please rest assured that the young monk is not seriously injured. Moreover, the young monk is still wearing the healing ointment from Hanling Temple, so it will not take long for the wounds on his body to recover."
He struggled to stand up and said gratefully: "The young monk can move around on his own. Mr. Fan, you don't need to worry about the young monk."
"..."
…
"Old sir, should we sneak over and see what happened over there at the county government office?" A citizen from Shuize County asked weakly: "The earth-shattering movement just now must have come from the county government office.
Is it from the side?"
Another person said: "That big Taoist priest, that monk, and a few other people. Didn't they go to the county government earlier to help me get an explanation? Is something wrong with them?"
"This... they have good intentions and want to help us people after all. If something happens to them... Oh! My conscience will feel bad!"
"Go? How to go? Who is going? You don't know how many people were killed and injured by the county government officials? If you go, what if you can't come back?"
"Old sir, I don't think we should wait for them. We have to use these two freshly cooked animals as tributes to the land master. As for this pot of fine wine, why don't we also give it to the land master?"
"Why are you so heartless? Who will dare to help us in the future?"
"But, we are all ordinary people!"
"well……"
"That's enough, don't say anything depressing!" The old man looked at the getting darker night, and he said in a deep voice: "Since you promised the Taoist priest, you must not break your promise!"
He paused and continued: "Let's wait for another hour. This pot of wine may get cold after a while. Take it and warm it again..."
Just before he finished speaking, a sudden exclamation interrupted the old gentleman. It was a young man with relatively good eyesight.
The young man exclaimed in disbelief: "Yes! It's the Taoist priest from the daytime!!!"