Chapter 453: Repeat (4800 Supplement Last Month)
"This person is powerful, I can't do it if I want to keep my hands, I can only kill him!"
Fang Ming had already made up his mind!
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But now, he found that the iron heart is so high that the martial arts and the strength of the Dao heart are beyond his expectations, so naturally he can't keep his hand in the slightest.
In the fight to the death, there must be no scruples, otherwise it will be suicide!
Of course, Fang Ming would not make such a mistake!
Although it is good to sit and forget the scriptures, it is not the only one, and his small life is much more valuable than a practice.
"Divine Knife Slash!"
The scimitar came out of its sheath, and with a long roar, it cut straight out a vertical line!
Suddenly!
At this time, Fang Ming's heart was full of alarms, and powerful whims continued to impact, indicating that it was so strong that it was terrifying!
Rumble!
Another extremely well-hidden qi suddenly appeared out of thin air, like a dragon suddenly rushing out of a small pond, and like a colorful tiger with a white forehead suddenly jumping out of the grass on the side of the road!
The dragon roared and the tiger roared for a while, and the innate anger was captured!
It's the little martial god Zhou Tong!
He didn't even know when he would go and return, and he was here to stop Fang Ming!
Even, the arm that should have been scrapped didn't know when it would be healed, and it must have used some natural treasure.
The peak state and peak moves represent his confidence in killing Fang Ming!
"Die!"
Zhou Tong had a cruel smile on his face, as if he could already see the scene where Fang Ming's bones were gone.
"I used the 10,000-year intermittent collection of my ancestors, instantly connected my arm, and withheld it, and used the 'Zhou Tian Breathing Technique' to cover the qi of the whole body, this is the inheritance of the martial god of the year, and the hiding function is still on top of the Ichthyosaurus Grand Master's carp and breathing technique, and it really made a contribution in one fell swoop!"
In his heart, he was still roaring wildly.
He is a proud person, revenge will not be separated from the night, Fang Ming slashed him before, for him it is simply a shame to remember a lifetime, at this time, in the hatred value in his heart, the 'Demon Lord' has already surpassed Fang Ming and become the first!
That's why he abandoned his pride, and even ignored the danger, and went back to take revenge!
I have to say that his disguise was indeed very successful, and even Fang Ming didn't notice it for a while.
After all, even though he has the Heavenly Eye Qi Technique, it is impossible for him to turn it on all the time, especially when he has an iron heart to contain him!
Fang Ming has fallen into an unprecedented crisis!
There is an iron-hearted bitter sea of endless fists in front of you! Behind it, there is the innate one-gassiness, the little martial god Zhou Tong!
The dense qi even spread, compressing inward like an iron wall, blowing Fang Ming's robe into a hunting sound.
"What a week!"
At the critical moment, Fang Ming's eyes were clear, even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and the sea dried up, his face did not change, and there was no wave in his heart.
"He did find a good time! If I want to dodge these two moves, I must use the divine sword slash and the fifteen swords of death, the sword is double, and the martial arts are exposed, and it is unlikely that the identity of the demon lord will be kept...... But compared to life, identity is just a trivial matter! If you give up, you will give up, but then you will inevitably be seriously injured, and in the face of two strong enemies, there will be a hard battle! ā
A glint flashed in Fang Ming's eyes.
Although it was only for a moment, his heart had already turned a thousand times, and he even simulated the next situation almost perfectly, and even looked at three ways to escape.
"Excellent! Martial God Zhou Tong, I remembered! ā
Fang Ming raised his left hand, and a wisp of sword qi representing 'death', which seemed to rob all life, slowly emerged.
However, before his fifteenth sword could be shot, there was a sudden change in the field!
Tie Xin's bitter lips moved, and a trace of sound did not enter Fang Ming's ears.
Subsequently, he even gave up Fang Ming, and his bitter fist suddenly changed, smashing on Zhou Tong's innate grasping strength.
"You ......"
Zhou Tong was so angry that he couldn't imagine that there would be such a change!
But since he had already made a move, he would not allow any more retreat, and the dragon roared, tearing the air with both hands and smashing at Tie Xinku.
Poof!
A strange smile appeared on Tie Xinku's face, and he didn't dodge or dodge, letting his grappling hand smash on his chest, making a terrifying sound of gold and iron clashing.
Cracking sound!
After a loud bang, all the blue and black on Tie Xinku's body dispersed, and the iron cloth shirt was shattered, and there was even a sound of internal organs and bones shattering.
But in an instant, his bitter fist also smashed into Zhou Tong's chest.
Wounds for wounds! A reenactment of the previous scene of Mr. Night!
A blood arrow shot out from the corner of Zhou Tong's mouth, and the expression on his face was even more strange: "Iron heart is bitter!" Could it be that the demon lord is your own father? ā
He hates!
He couldn't have imagined that one of the two people who were still life and death before, could actually give up his life to deal with him in an instant.
Not only did he not think of it, but I am afraid that no one in the world could think of it!
Tie Xinku didn't answer, because he had already fainted directly.
He was originally seriously injured, and if he was caught by Zhou Tong, it was already the most incredible thing that there were no bones left.
But Zhou Tong didn't continue to pursue, because a sword light had already appeared in front of him.
Fang Ming's divine sword was indestructible, and the bright sword had even cut a strand of black hair in front of his forehead.
The hair was cut apart from it, and it was evenly split in half!
Zhou Tong retreated!
If it weren't for the fact that Iron Heart Bitterness had been seriously injured, the bitter fist just now would have allowed him to go directly to Hades!
And now when he was seriously injured, he received another sword qi from Fang Ming, and he was even more injured, and ordinary people had already died in a whimper.
"If I stay here, I'm 80 percent !! chance I'll die."
Zhou Tong's eyes were about to split, almost bleeding blood, and suddenly swallowed a strange white fragrant ointment, and quickly disappeared into the jungle, and the few words continued to come: "Demon Lord! I remember you, your luck won't always be so good!! ā
"Kill them, don't let anyone go!"
At this time, the Spirit Guard Army also arrived, surrounded by the four great grandmasters, and there were even shadows and shadows outside, and there seemed to be countless armies.
"It's a pity...... It would have been a nirvana! ā
Fang Ming mentioned the iron heart bitterness, and he also quickly disappeared into the dense forest.
Zhou Tong's luck is unparalleled, and he has a mortal enemy, today is really the best opportunity to kill him!
It's a pity that Ji Ling's subordinates have all been surrounded, and there are even four great grandmasters among them!
"Kill Zhou Tong!"
Several great masters in Xiahou Camp shouted loudly, and most of their attention was actually directed towards Zhou Tong.
"Hey...... Sure enough, people are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong! ā
Fang Ming heard the shouting behind him, but he sneered and hurried away in the opposite direction.
Madam Wanhua thought that she had planted a means, but she didn't know that Fang Ming knew a lot about the Tianyin Sect, and he was a Demon Dao Sect Master herself, so it shouldn't be too easy to lift.
Therefore, she only chased for a moment, and then she could only return depressed, completely losing the sense of the other party and Ming.
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"Ahem......"
Tie Xin opened his eyes, and what he saw was a deep cave, and the bonfire in front of him was blooming with warm light, **** two fragrant roast chickens.
Drops of grease drip on the pine wood, and with a bang, the aroma explodes, making people salivate.
"You're awake!"
Fang Ming still looked like the demon lord, and stood with his hands in his hands: "You should have died a long time ago, why haven't you died yet?" ā
He had carefully examined Tie Xin Bitter before, and found that the injuries on his body were so many and so severe that they were simply shocking!
Not to mention the scattered injuries, the most important thing is the sword in the chest, which almost pierces the heart, and the wound of the grappler left by Zhou Tong, which almost shattered most of the ribs.
Not to mention ordinary people, even if Fang Ming suffered this kind of trauma, even if it was only half of it, he had to die!
But the iron heart survived!
In his body, there is a strange vitality that has been hanging his life!
But Fang Ming knew that there was no giving for no reason in the world, although this vitality was peculiar, it contained dead energy, full of a strange sense of the opposition between life and death, and it was obviously not a good thing.
"Naturally, I should have died a long time ago...... Ahem......"
Tie Xin coughed bitterly while spitting out the fragments of internal organs, and Fang Mingdu's eyelids jumped wildly.
He was indeed a tough guy, he struggled to sit up, tore a chicken leg, chewed it quickly, and looked at Fang Ming again: "Is there any wine?" ā
"Yes!"
Fang Ming threw a red gourd, and after Tie Xin pulled the cork, he was overjoyed, and drank it all the way to the bottom.
"Ha ......"
After eating and drinking, he sighed contentedly: "My internal organs are broken, and the meridians are broken, even the Heavenly and Great Masters should die...... It's just that I once practiced the iron cloth shirt to the extreme, and then looked at the Great Dry Arsenal, based on the iron cloth shirt, and fused the supreme secret method of the Ancient Corpse Refining Sect to create this 'Three Days of Death'! ā
"As long as this method is activated, no matter what injuries I receive within three days, as long as I don't dig out my heart entirely, or cut off my head, I will almost be immortal! But once three days pass, he will definitely die, and even Da Luo Jin Immortal can't be saved! ā
"I see!"
Fang Mingshen swept his thoughts, and sure enough, he felt that although the iron heart at this time was generous and heroic, and he was wanton and wanton, his physical body was already full of dead energy, which was quite similar to a zombie.
"Being able to integrate the opposition of life and death is a great achievement!"
Fang Ming sighed in admiration, and looked at Tie Xinku: "Before...... Why do you want to help me? ā
"The world is a great sea of suffering, I save you today, naturally I hope you will live me in the future!" Tie Xin bitterly said a word with Zen principles.
But Fang Ming was born in the Buddhist family, so he naturally understood as soon as he heard it: "Sure enough...... You have saved me, but you have asked for something! ā
"Hey......
Tie Xin nodded bitterly: "I have been able to refine and forget the scriptures, and I have been able to truly contemplate the void of the primordial gods, and I knew that nine deaths and one life would be the only chance to survive when I took over the prince's task!" ā
"Me?"
Fang Ming smiled: "We don't seem to have seen each other, how can you be sure?" ā
"Naturally, I'm not sure, otherwise I wouldn't have fought you in the first place!"
Tie Xinku's face was rarely red, but his face was originally blue, and Fang Ming didn't see it much: "But later...... I found that you not only refined and sat and forgot the scriptures, but also practiced them to the pinnacle of the fourfold simple things, and immediately knew that you were the person I was looking for! (To be continued.) )