Chapter Seventy-One: Flesh and Bone

Bang bang......

The blood-sucking sword danced wildly, Fang Fan laid a purple sword curtain in front of him, and when the stone hit the sword curtain, it instantly burst and turned into a pile of powder. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The stones were fired like machine guns, and the dense barrage completely enveloped Fang Fan, just defending against the rain of bullets Fang Fan had exhausted all the strength of his body.

As for the counterattack?

Not at all.

But Fang Fan was still trying, but just a small step forward, his back was already soaked with sweat, and there was an incomparably tricky internal strength on the stones, and the sword curtain could not resist them from invading the meridians at all.

Fortunately, Fang Fan's meridians were strong enough, so he was not injured by the internal strength, but the internal strength that invaded the meridians still made him uncomfortable.

Not to mention Fang Fan, Kong Wu was also secretly frightened at this time, he threw out nearly a hundred stones in this short period of time, and the stones on the ground were almost thrown away, he thought that Fang Fan's internal organs would soon be shattered by internal strength, but he didn't expect that Fang Fan had no effect at all.

There was no way to go on like this, his arms were already faintly numb, and in the eyes of others, the speed at which he threw the stone was still too fast to catch with his eyes, but he knew that his speed had gradually slowed down.

Fang Fan should have the same feeling, Kong Wu had already noticed that Fang Fan, who didn't dare to breathe in the air, had secretly ventilated.

Yes, he is already old, and his physical strength is slowly unable to keep up.

Kong Wu stopped, the blood-sucking sword swept away the last stone, and Fang Fan couldn't help but hold his knees and look ahead, his chest rising and falling violently.

Kong Wu's gaze was a little more hateful, and his scorched teeth gurgled.

In his eyes, Fang Fan was originally an experience-giving existence, but he didn't expect this experience-sending little minion to turn into an elite mini-boss.

"Bastard!" The fist slammed the hole, and Kong Wu's face became a little more hideous.

"Do you have to force me to do that?" Kong Wu's body suddenly emitted a foul smell.

Fang Fan unconsciously clenched the hilt of his sword and put on a defensive posture.

Snort......

Kong Wu ripped off his rags, and his disgusting body was exposed in front of Fang Fan.

Dense pus bags crawled all over Kong Wu's body, even if there was no room to drop the tip of the pen, and the pus was bursting one by one, and the sticky yellow pus flowed down the body, dripping a drop, and then I heard a snort, and a green smoke rose from the ground, and the strong corrosiveness was shocking.

This had a great impact on Fang Fan's psychics, if there was a dense phobia, I was afraid that he would be scared out on the spot, Fang Fan was now resisting the urge to vomit, even if Kong Wu's body was disgusting, he didn't dare to leave his eyes at all.

"Hahaha......" Kong Wu laughed wildly, then stared at Fang Fan with his eyes, and said: "These poison bags are full of venom in the body of the Grimace Toad, when I was almost killed by the toxin in the body of the Grimace Toad, I suddenly thought, if I were like them, if I forced the venom to my back, would I live?"

As you can see, a drop of venom that is enough to kill three ordinary people was taken by me for my own use, and I named it "Dissolving Flesh and Bone". ”

A sinister smile appeared on Kong Wu's face, and all the pustules burst open, spurting out like raindrops.

Fang Fan's face suddenly became solemn, at this moment, he realized that his attacks were varied, however, there was no real defensive move, the True Qi Vortex would definitely not be able to stop the venom, and the Blood Drawing Sword was also very likely to be eroded and melted by the venom!

What should I do?

Fang Fan quickly swung out a full moon sword ray, trying to block the poisonous rain, but the sword light was quickly corroded by the venom, and the poisonous rain flew in one after another.

The narrow space made it difficult to dodge, not to mention that the speed of the poisonous rain was comparable to that of a sharp arrow off the string, and in desperation, Fang Fan carried the blood-sucking sword to meet it.

Zhou's body was covered with a whirlpool of true qi, as if he had put on a layer of armor, and at the same time, the blood-sucking sword once again danced wildly in front of him, and Fang Fan laid down another layer of sword curtain.

The layers of defense seem to be tightly protected, but after being hit by the poisonous rain, the sword curtain is instantly crushed, and the durability of the blood-sucking sword is rapidly declining like diving.

With a frown, Fang Fan stabbed his sword into the ground, and then suddenly lifted it upward, and a large stone was lifted, but it was instantly hit by the poisonous rain and was riddled with holes.

With a bang, he was smashed to the ground by a stone with a dense hole in it, falling into a pile of rubble, and the poisonous rain flew again.

Fang Fan pursed his lips and struck out again and again, and the boulders were picked up one after another, but they were soon destroyed and corroded by the poisonous rain.

There was no way to go on like this, his teeth unconsciously bit his lip, and a stream of blood dripped down his chin.

Fight for it!

Fang Fan's eyes showed a hint of ruthlessness, and then he picked up a big stone and threw it at Kong Wu violently, and then, the true qi poured into the soles of his feet, and jumped out immediately after the big stone.

The boulder was smashed in the blink of an eye, and Fang Fan split the boulder with a sword, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Kong Wu's throat.

There was a distance of two meters between Fang Fan and Kong Wu, but these two meters were enough to die several times, Fang Fan's behavior seemed to Kong Wu to be looking for death, just like a child who was unwilling to admit defeat in a fight, and used brute force without thinking about it.

The corner of Kong Wu's mouth hooked, and the pus pockets in his whole body suddenly bulged, and then rolled under the skin, and the rolling became more and more violent, and suddenly, a 'crystal ball' condensed into pus appeared in the palm of his hand, and was gently thrown upward, and the 'crystal ball' stayed in mid-air.

At this time, there was only one meter between Fang Fan and Kong Wu.

"Die......" Kong Wu gently spat out two words.

The 'crystal ball' spun abruptly in the air, and the venom rained down like a drizzle.

But Fang Fan didn't dodge or dodge, and still went straight forward.

Puff puff......

It was like the sound of hitting a broken grass mat, and the true qi vortex on the surface of his body lasted less than half a second before being crushed, and the venom landed firmly on Fang Fan's body.

In an instant, Fang Fan's body became a sieve full of holes, blood was like an infusion, and the blood of the blood-sucking sword that was frantically sucking up the blood was full of blood, Fang Fan's face was already iron-blue, as if he was trying his best to resist something, but his hand was still steady.

Seven Feet ......

Five-foot ......

One Foot ......

Five inches!

Two inches!

One inch!!

Step by step, the blood-sucking sword had already touched the skin full of pus, but Kong Wu shrank down, slapped the ground with both hands, and flew backwards in shock.

"Click......

A mouthful of blood arrow spewed out, Fang Fan couldn't hold on any longer, he plunged the sword into the ground, knelt on the ground and gasped violently, the blood-sucking sword almost sucked his blood dry.