Because I’m So Afraid of Death, I Choose Invincible

Infuriating, in fact, is a similar element, also divided into different attributes.

Such as flame, blast, ice, metal, wood and so on.

Therefore, different types of zhenqi have different cultivation methods, and the same type of zhenqi also has different subdivided cultivation methods.

In the past, these cultivation methods were all in the hands of the major sects of cultivating immortals.

After the rise of the new sect of cultivating immortals, all the cultivation methods were announced to the world, so that everyone can cultivate immortals, and combined with totems, new cultivation methods suitable for totems were created.

Zhuang Tianrui is angry! Holding the ice machete high, the body accelerated forward, waving the ice machete, and shouted: "Little beggar! Die for me!"

Bone cracked by ice!

Crack...crack? ?

Um? ?

Zhuang Tianrui was dumbfounded.

I saw my machete slashed over, but was caught by Fang Mo's finger, it was so humiliating! It was too shocking!

one finger! Even two fingers are at least acceptable.

It's just a finger.

No, if you look closely.

Fang Mo didn't even use one finger, but the nail cover on one finger.

Blocked Zhuang Tianrui's strongest blow with his fingernail.

Zhuang Tianrui was about to vomit blood, and he stuttered: "You... you, how is it possible, impossible!!"

You must know that although this Tianxiang sect was one of the most powerful cultivating sects in ancient times, this sect had already been exterminated a year ago.

And Fang Mo's master, that is, Zeng Hunzi, is just a half-baked earth-level immortal cultivator, how could he train such a strong apprentice.

Besides, Zhuang Tianrui humiliated Fang Mo three days ago, how could he become so strong three days later.

Fang Mo didn't choose to kill Zhuang Tianrui directly, because this time Fang Mo came to the real blue star, which was different from the bluest star's strategy.

Fang Mo is in the bluest star because his strength is not enough, so he needs a little forbearance and develop himself slowly.

But now Fang Mo's strength is really at its peak, what Fang Mo has to do is to use his current status as a Tianxiang Sect disciple to cause more troubles, and then let the big backers behind these troubles send people to the door one after another.

In this way, Fang Mo didn't have to find them one by one by himself.

So Fang Mo didn't choose to kill Zhuang Tianrui, but kept humiliating Zhuang Tianrui.

Snapped--

A slap in the face! !

Fang Mo slapped Zhuang Tianrui's face heavily, Fang Mo scolded coldly: "Why, you still kill me, haha, I just like to see you want to kill me but can't kill me, it's really like a waste dog."

Bang 嘡.

Zhuang Tianrui's heart was pierced by a knife. Isn't this the line he used to humiliate others? He never thought that one day, it would be used by others on himself.

Zhuang Tianrui was furious, and cursed: "Little beggar, you dare to hit me! What are you still doing, kill him quickly!!"

The other ten or so strong men held weapons and surrounded but did not attack, and they dared not step forward.

Until Zhuang Tianrui threatened: "A bunch of trash! Come on! If you don't go up, wait for me to kill you!!"

The strong men were discouraged, and everyone took out their weapons and released their strongest skills.

Fire Sword!

Storm Whirlwind Knife! !

Mace Slam!

Blood Flame Palm!

Poker Claws!

What a variety of moves, tricks! !

However, Fang Mo remained motionless.

The evil spirit shield is automatically protected.

These low-level moves couldn't even beat the armor value of Fang Mo's shield.

No need to do anything.

The evil spirit shield bounces back ten times the damage it received just now.

The Fiery Sword has become a sea of ​​Fiery Swords!

Storm Knife has become Sandstorm Knife!

All the strong men were rebounded by their own skills and killed.

In an instant, more than a dozen strong men were all killed in battle.

"Master...Senior brother?" Tuoba Yi stared dumbfounded, is this really the senior brother who has been with him day and night for three years, and knows how to be lazy and playful every day.

Tuobayi suddenly realized, no wonder the senior brother always loves to sleep; no wonder the senior brother always loves to play, it turns out that the senior brother has learned everything a long time ago, that's why he loves to play! !

Zeng Hunzi's brain was buzzing at the moment: "This, this is really my disciple. What kind of move is this? Tianxiangmen is famous for its lightness, agility, and ingenuity, but Fang Mo's defense is so strong. It's not like Tianxiangmen's moves."

By the way, Zeng Hunzi remembered that Fang Mo said that he also created some moves of his own.

Zeng Hunzi was excited and danced.

genius! Absolutely genius! A genius who is once in a thousand years, no, it is a genius who is once in a million years.

Three years, in just three years, under his careful cultivation and education, Fang Mo has integrated all the cultivation methods of Tianxiangmen, and even created his own exercises.

Zeng Hunzi suddenly realized that it was no wonder that some of the high-level exercises and god-level exercises he stole from Tianxiangmen were all gone. Fang Mo must have secretly taken them away for cultivation, which is why Fang Mo's achievements today.

right! It must be so! They are all taught well by themselves, and they are all invincible with Tianxiangmen's skills! !

Two years ago, all of Zeng Hunzi's exercises and cheats were taken away by the Jueming Gang, the biggest gang in the town.

Zeng Hunzi couldn't accept this reality, became crazy, and drank to anesthetize himself all day long.

Gradually, I have to brainwash myself that the exercises are stolen, not robbed.

But now, seeing Fang Mo's strength.

Zeng Hunzi, who pretended to be crazy and foolish every day, and paralyzed himself with alcohol, finally opened his heart knot.

Kneeling on the ground, looking up to the sky: "Master! First ancestor! Have you seen it! Our Tianxiang Sect is saved! This is my disciple! The disciple I taught!!"

Zhuang Tianrui couldn't believe his eyes, this little beggar was so ruthless, he killed more than a dozen strong men in the blink of an eye, is this really the beggar who has been humiliated by him for three years? ?

Zhuang Tianrui speculated, could it be that Fang Mo is really a genius who has practiced the skills of Tianxiangmen and suddenly realized it?

After all, Tianxiangmen is an ancient sect, and it is possible to cultivate successfully.

Of course, the Tianxiang Sect was growing stronger, and it wasn't because it was wiped out by the new sect of cultivating immortals, so although Zhuang Tianrui was afraid, he looked down on this Tianxiang Sect in his bones.

Zhuang Tianrui boldly said: "Little beggar! Do you know that my father is the deputy leader of the Jue Ming Gang! What you killed was a member of our Jue Ming Gang!! If you offend our Jue Ming Gang, you will have ten lives..."

Snapped--

Another slap.

Fang Mo didn't wait for Zhuang Tianrui to finish speaking, but slapped him hard.

Zhuang Tianrui's face was almost swollen from the slap.

Zhuang Tianrui was extremely wronged, and was furious: "You, you hit me, and you hit me again!! I will tell my father, I will tear you to pieces..."

Snapped!

Another slap.

"What are you still doing? Go back and tell your father!"

ah?

Zhuang Tianrui didn't expect that Fang Mo would really let him go. Could it be that he is so powerful that he is not even afraid of his father? ?

Zhuang Tianrui didn't dare to stay, and he didn't care about his dead men on the ground, he ran away in a hurry.

Zeng Hunzi said anxiously: "Fang Mo! You must not let him go! He is the son of the deputy leader of the Jueming Gang. If you let him go, you will let the tiger go back! There will be endless troubles!"

Fang Mo put on a smiling face: "Don't worry, I just let the tiger go back to the mountain on purpose, just because he is not a tiger, so he won't dare to trouble me! That's what I'm worried about."

Zeng Hunzi looked at his disciple's confident, calm, and domineering aura, and blinked vigorously, as if he was meeting his disciple for the first time. There was a big question mark on his head: This is really taught by himself. disciple? ?