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Chapter 355 No future

"Zhuang Wudao, you bastard, you bastard, remember this, I will kill you and I will kill you one day."

After losing an arm and a leg, Fang Xiaoru screamed miserably, but he was still full of energy and cursed like crazy. All over his body were manifestation talismans, immortal Tao body, and infinite talisman. In just a few breaths, Fang Xiaoru's

The body has recovered as before. All the limbs and limbs are still intact, but due to too much blood loss, the face is extremely pale.

"If I don't let you die without a burial place in this lifetime, and you will never be able to stand up again, I, the filial scholar, swear not to be a human being."

The sound spread in all directions, but Fang Xiaoru had no intention of fighting anymore. He was in a miserable state and fled to the east in an extremely arrogant manner.

Zhuang Wudao smiled, and with a move of his hand, he picked up the golden tripod talisman that fell with the broken arm. With a casual sweep of his spirit, he knew that this was also a genuine fourth-level talisman.

.There is also a fourth-level magical power called 'Golden Cauldron Tiangang Qi' recorded in it, which can be triggered instantly and can resist all spells below the fourth level for ten breaths of time. Even at this moment, this talisman can still cast at least

more than fifteen times

If he hadn't used his own personal methods to fight back, counterattacking with a nearly complete Heavenly Demon Eclipse Divine Thunder, it would have been almost impossible to break through the protection of the 'Golden Cauldron Tiangang Qi'.

, Zhuang Wudao suddenly felt relieved. This time Fang Xiaoru made a move, and he finally did not lose anything. In terms of pure value, this fourth-level defensive talisman is much more precious than his Taoist robe.

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But Zhuang Wudao still felt distressed. In order to reward him for his great achievements in the Wuming Mountain, this Taoist robe was specially made for him by the two most outstanding weapon refiners in the sect. Even if it is used at the golden elixir level, it will not

It will become outdated.

However, less than a year after it was worn on the body, it was destroyed by Fang Xiaoru's several celestial demon-killing and sun-eclipse divine thunders. It is definitely a lie to say that there is no regret or resentment in my heart.

Zhuang Wudao was already filled with hatred for Fang Xiaoru who was escaping in the distance, and now he naturally disliked him even more.

Putting away the talisman in his hand, Zhuang Wudao flew into the air again. His mind was firmly locked on Fang Xiaoru, and he escaped unhurriedly.

His magnetic escape method, not to mention foundation building, is unparalleled even under the realm of Yuanshen. At this time, he followed behind unhurriedly, walking step by step in the air, not slowing down at all.

Not even a millimeter faster. Looking towards the figure in the distance, Zhuang Wudao's eyes were full of mockery.

"In the future? One day I will die without a burial place? Does Brother Fang think that he still has a future?"

The voice was calm, but it carried an eternal coldness. Fang Xiaoru was just startled, and then he felt a sudden force suddenly coming from behind. The fist force was unparalleled, reaching as many as six hundred elephants.

This is--

"Chasing cattle across mountains?"

Fang Xiaoru's body shook slightly, and then there was another "boom" sound. He temporarily neutralized most of the power of the punch, but part of it was still rushed into his body. He spit out a mouthful of blood, and his lungs were hurt.

"What does it have to do with your grandma, who has secret skills to fight cattle across mountains, and Gu Yunhang, the second most independent cultivator in the world?"

Zhuang Wudao was too lazy to answer. He saw that Fang Xiaoru was still weak at first and his voice was hoarse. But after a while, his voice regained its loudness. It was known that this man had recovered more than half of his injuries.

Qiantian Sect's secret technique Wuji Talisman can greatly increase a person's strength and resilience. The first level can be strengthened by at least 40%, which is only slightly inferior to the Death Demon Art. In addition, it can also provide benefits beyond the same level.

The level of monks has tripled the real energy and physical strength. The only drawback is that from now on, spells can no longer be used.

However, combined with the immortal Taoist body, this shortcoming is no longer a shortcoming. The combination of secret skills and Taoist body makes Fang Xiaoru an extremely difficult and almost difficult to kill existence.

It is not unreasonable that Qian Tianzong attaches great importance to this person and cultivates this person as a future pillar disciple.

However, this is only for others, and it does not include Zhuang Wudao

"You still have the strength to speak. You are really good with your immortal body."

Walking leisurely in the air of a hundred feet, Zhuang Wudao's robes were fluttering, and the powerful force was lingering around him. His fist was hidden in his sleeves, and he didn't make much movement, but he suddenly punched out with another punch.

This is not a big fall of a monument, but Zhuang Wudao's secret skill of throwing a monument, hiding a dragon and catching a tiger, and the secret skill of beating a cow across the mountain.

It is far from being as perfect as the Great Shift of the Universe, and there is not even a trace of the first heaven. However, it is enough to cope with the scene in front of us.

Thousands of feet away, the airflow in the entire airspace was squeezed by the sudden burst of force and pushed outward. In people's field of vision, it created an effect as if the entire space was expanding. .

And Fang Xiaoru also evaporated again. After dissolving most of the power of his fist, he almost lost his breath and fell to the ground. Fortunately, at the last moment, he finally stabilized his figure.

However, before the internal injuries in his body could be fully recovered, Zhuang Wudao behind him followed up with another punch and punched him again. He still had the power of 600 elephants and was extremely domineering.

If Ge was defeated, Fang Xiaoru couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of blood amid the muffled sound. He could easily resist the six hundred elephants' punch, even with the technique of hitting an ox across a mountain.

However, each of Zhuang Wudao's punches at this time was just before his injuries healed. The qi in the body was stagnant, and most of the power was forcibly extracted by the immortal Taoist body to restore the physical body. And even his The Wuji Talisman Secret Technique cannot provide enough true energy.

There is also the 'Thunder Apricot Sword Hairpin'. Zhuang Wudao's sword-wielding skills are beyond his peers. Although the main power at this time is not on the sword. However, every time the sword comes close to him, Fang Xiaoru needs to concentrate and be more vigilant.

And every time when he resolved the void fist force, Fang Xiaoru could not resist it with all his strength, and could not even muster 30% of his strength. His internal organs and lungs were injured one after another, and gradually became heavier.

And this was just the beginning. From then on, almost every time Zhuang Wudao flew ten feet in the air, he would be hit by a punch. And every punch had at least 600 elephant power.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, Fang Xiaoru's eyes were completely red, his eyes were crazy and angry, but he was completely helpless. Only then did he vaguely realize that Zhuang Wudao was doing this on purpose. He chased after him unhurriedly, keeping enough energy. Distance. He was punched at an extremely long distance, causing him heavy injuries again and again, but he was completely unable to fight back.

It is clear that he wants to use the power of this fist to kill people in the air to consume his energy, blood and essence. In order to make his Wuji Talisman body no longer sustainable, his immortal Tao body must be completely broken up.

He wanted to escape, but Zhuang Wudao's escape method was far ahead of him. Every time Fang Xiaoru increased his speed, Zhuang Wudao would also increase in speed, and every time he slowed down, Zhuang Wudao would also increase in speed. The speed of descent is reduced.

The steps were always neither hasty nor slow, neither anxious nor impetuous, and the demeanor was calm and unhurried, but with more than enough room, like an experienced hunter. The distance between the two sides was always two thousand feet, never increasing or decreasing by one point.

But that cold and strong killing intent still locked him firmly, unwaveringly like a steel needle, piercing his mind, making people feel like a thorn in the back.

"Zhuang Wudao, don't bully others too much."

Fang Xiaoru shouted angrily again, feeling that he was so frustrated that he could not vent the overwhelming anger in his chest. His heart felt cold. For the first time, he felt that his choice to escape before was really a stupid idea.

If he stays and fights to the death, even though he is not Zhuang Wudao's enemy, it may be more dangerous. But he won't be in the same situation as now, where he can only be beaten and cannot fight back.

"What's wrong with you?"

The sarcasm on the corner of Zhuang Wudao's lips became even stronger: "I remember I said before that people must insult themselves and others will insult them! If God does evil, you can still do evil yourself and you will not live. This is what we call it. Nothing. Dao, I would like to ask Your Excellency, before I left the Han Palace, did I, Zhuang Wudao, have any grudges against you, Fang Xiaoru?"

"I am your ancestor"

Fang Xiaoru cursed loudly, then crushed a red wooden talisman in his hand in mid-air, and took out the Heavenly Demon-Destroying Sun-Eclipsing God Thunder Talisman again.

A layer of red blood light instantly enveloped Fang Xiaoru's body. Even though it resisted Zhuang Wudao's 600-dimensional punch, it only shook slightly and was not broken.

But just when Fang Xiaoru was about to trigger the demon-killing and eclipse divine thunder that day again, Zhuang Wudao shook his head again, with helpless sighs in his eyes.

"This is not good. Wouldn't it be great for you to die peacefully like this today?"

False unparalleled, deceitful

When you punch out, there is still no sound. But the power of your punch transmitted through the air suddenly increases to 1,200 elephants.

The seemingly unbreakable red blood light shattered instantly. The mighty fist hit Fang Xiaoru's chest and abdomen directly.

Then, there was a soft sound, and it could be seen that Fang Xiaoru's entire chest was shattered, and a huge hole was created. All internal organs were smashed into pieces, and blood and flesh were sprayed everywhere. Fang Xiaoru's entire right arm was also smashed once again. The force of his fist interrupted him. The Heaven-Destroying Demon Eclipse God Thunder Talisman in his hand also stopped suddenly due to the interruption of the true energy in his body. Following the severed arm, it fell from mid-air.

Fang Xiaoru first glanced at his chest in disbelief, and then the expression on his face was almost distorted and frightened. Fear, resentment, murderous intent, rage, helplessness, all kinds of emotions were mixed together and presented there. Within the eyes.

But this time, even though he had an immortal Taoist body, Fang Xiaoru could not fully recover from his injuries in an instant. He could only groan in pain like a nervous wreck, and his mind was close to being lost and crazy.

"Wudao, Zhuang Wudao, I will definitely kill you. As long as I am alive, I will make you feel the pain that I suffered today. It must be a hundred times, a thousand times."

"I told Brother Fang that there will be no future for you from now on."

Zhuang Wudao's robe sleeves flicked, and the strength of his fist shook. It was still a punch of six hundred elephants with the star-catching hand, and it was sent two thousand feet away through the air. Suddenly there was another "pop," and the sound of blood flowing out. This time Fang Xiaoru's entire waist was shattered. His entire body was almost broken at the waist.

He would never allow such an opponent to escape right in front of him to avoid trouble in the future.


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