Chapter 147: Daddy

The fight between Fang Shiliang and Zhao Ruigong can be described as life and death, when the two of them attack each other, they are not ordinary black, they are dangerous, and they hit the key point. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Of course, I can't say for sure whether Zhao Ruigong has any key points, but Fang Shiliang's grandson, where his key is, I haven't figured it out yet.

According to the situation of ordinary people, if it is a blunt blow, the key point of the living person is nothing more than the head, or the heart and neck, or the lower three roads, or the waist.

If you use a sharp weapon, it can be said to be a vital point almost everywhere, especially where the major arteries are located.

But is Fang Shiliang an ordinary person? That grandson is much weirder than the wronged!

A big hole was opened in his body, and he could still live like no one else, even if he used the means to deal with the unjust and broke his nine holes and ten levels, it was just as useless.

Although the reality is so cruel, Zhao Ruigong still did not give up the attack, and still fought with Fang Shiliang in an orderly manner, smashing a punch at Fang Shiliang's temple for a while, and kicking Fang Shiliang in the next three ways......

I have to say that its hands-on routine is indeed insidious and ruthless, but for the other party Shi Liang, it doesn't seem to have any substantive effect, at most it just makes Fang Shiliang cry out in pain, not to the point where it can hurt Fang Shiliang.

Compared to it, the effect of Fang Shiliang's attack was much more significant.

Whether it is hitting Zhao Ruigong's head or hitting Zhao Ruigong's torso, as long as he hits the other party, then Zhao Ruigong will inevitably howl miserably.

At that time, I was a little puzzled, and said that Zhao Ruigong's grandson shouldn't be so can't help fighting, and when he was down the mountain, I didn't see it howl so much!

But soon, I realized that something was wrong.

Fang Shiliang seemed to be bare-handed now, but if he looked closely, the grandson was wearing something similar to a fingered tiger on his hands.

It's black, I can't tell if it's metal, it's not reflective anyway.

"The old ghost still brings equipment with him?" I couldn't help but be curious, and asked the old man Zuo in a low voice: "What is that grandson wearing?" ā€

"You'll have to ask the old lame." Old man Zuo said with a smile.

Hearing this, I turned my head sideways and looked at the old lame Sun, only to see this old man with a smug smile on his face, and before I could ask, he took the first step to explain: "It was a magic weapon that I made out of a temporary hurry, and I had never made this thing before, but there was just such a concept, but now I look at it, it seems to be quite practical." ā€

"What magic weapon?" I'm a little curious.

"The attributes of those magic weapons are similar to those magic weapons of the Worm Dagger Copper Coin Sword, but it itself is not gas, and it needs to use the user's qi to exert its effect, and the stronger the user's qi, the more ruthless this magic weapon is." Old Cripple Sun sighed: "This thing is not something that ordinary people can use, let alone us, even the kind of bitter monk who cultivates bitter meditation, and he still can't use this thing." ā€

"Can't you use it for Mao?" I was stunned.

"Because the speed at which it extracts the qi from the body of a living person is too fast, even an old thing like a bitter monk who can endure it can't withstand it for a while." Old Sun lame said: "According to my speculation, among the gentlemen in our country, only Fang Shiliang is the number one person who can use this thing. ā€

"Only Fang Shiliang can use it?" I frowned: "It's because there is too much qi in his body, and he is still constantly giving birth to energy, right?" ā€

"That's right." Old Sun lame nodded: "Qi comes from the flesh, and it is endless, only a gentleman who has reached this level can use that magic weapon, otherwise........ Hey Xiao Yuan, have you ever seen a living person who has been sucked into a human? ā€

Hearing this, I subconsciously shook my head and said, I haven't seen it.

"You find someone to use it once, it takes ten minutes or so, and you can see with your own eyes what people look like." Old Sun smiled evilly and said to me: "If there is still a certain amount of qi in the user's body, then it can naturally be used like an arm, and it can be used if it wants to, and if it is not used, it can be stopped in time and thrown aside, but if the qi in that person's body is insufficient, it will be a big trouble." ā€

"How big?" I asked, couldn't help swallowing my saliva, looked at Fang Shiliang, who was extremely fierce in the field, and felt a little timid.

"If you don't have enough qi, that thing won't be able to get off your hand, and it will be directly attached to your palm." Old Sun said in a loud voice: "It will first pick the strongest qi in your body to absorb, yang, yin, and anger, and come in circles and circles until it sucks out all the qi in your body." ā€

"What the fuck?? That's a bit ruthless, isn't it?? I grinned at Old Cripple Sun and asked him, "If the qi is weak to a certain extent, everyone should be dead, right?" ā€

"Yes, people are dead, but magic weapons don't stop."

After saying this, Old Sun was stunned and muttered in a low voice: "This fucking rhymes." ā€

"Master Sun, it's time for you to play Mao rhyme........" I was so anxious that I was about to cry, and I hurriedly asked: "Old ghost, are you sure he's okay?" Why does this magic weapon sound like an evil weapon?? ā€

"In a sense, this is an evil weapon, but fortunately, when you use it, you have to have a corresponding spell to activate, otherwise, I really don't know how many people this thing can kill......." Sun Lao Lame smiled: "Come on, let me continue to tell you, after this magic weapon sucks all the qi in the body of a living person, it will turn to absorb human flesh and blood, although I have not done experiments, but from those records in ancient books, it can be seen that the flesh and blood are lost, and the three qi are cut off, only in this way, this magic weapon can be taken off." ā€

"If you don't stop breathing, the magic weapon will definitely not go wrong?" I asked cautiously.

"It stands to reason that this is the case, but I can't guarantee whether there will be an accident."

When Old Cripple Sun said this, there was no pride in his expression, but an indescribable emptiness.

As he said this, he peeked at the situation in the field, which was not an ordinary chicken thief.

"After all, this thing is just a concept product, I haven't made it before, and I made it out of a temporary hurry......." Old Sun lame grinned and smiled very unconfidently: "There shouldn't be a problem, right?" ā€

"How can this kind of thing be done?" Old man Zuo seemed to hear Old Man Sun say this for the first time, and he immediately became anxious: "What's really wrong?!" ā€

"It's okay, that kid's life is hard, he definitely can't die." Old Sun lame sneered and said: "What's more, there is a team of our people to sweep the formation for him, the situation is not good, let's rush up to save him!" ā€

At the moment when Old Cripple Sun said this, Zhao Ruigong, who was still fighting with Fang Shiliang before, suddenly took a step, failed to dodge Fang Shiliang's fist in time, and was smashed out by him.

"Good!" Wu Qiusheng laughed and said, "This punch is good!" You can't kill that old thing! ā€

"Okay is still to come!"

Fang Shiliang laughed and said, that kind of high-spirited look, it seemed that he was several years younger.

"Hiss!!!"

Suddenly, a sound of evil spirits echoed in the air without warning, because the sound was too harsh, and the specific location was a little blurred, I listened to it for a long time and did not find out who caused this evil spirit.

But no matter where this evil voice came from, there was only one person who suffered losses, Fang Shiliang.

I saw a big pit suddenly appear under Fang Shiliang's feet, like quicksand, and before Fang Shiliang could stabilize his footing, he was swallowed by most of his body by these black sands.

"Holy shit!! You're fucking off-hand, aren't you?!! Old man Zuo was so angry that he jumped to his feet, and before I could react, he pointed at Daoist Ge's nose and scolded: "You wait for Lao Tzu!" ā€

"What's wrong with my hand?" Daoist Ge spread his hands very innocently, and shouted at us from afar: "Only you are allowed to help, and we are not allowed to interfere, this is a bit unreasonable!" ā€

Seeing this scene, I slapped Wu Qiusheng without saying a word, and urged: "It's up to you!" ā€

"What do you think of me?" Wu Qiusheng was obviously stunned.

"You're a wet nurse, our output position is trapped, and you're not going to save him?" I looked at Wu Qiusheng expectantly and asked, "Why don't you give him a milk too?" What do you want to do to help him refine his mountains and rivers? ā€

"Fuck off, you're the wet nurse."

Wu Qiusheng scolded angrily, and then stomped his feet.

"Lao Tzu is a daddy!"