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Volume 1: The Border Town of the Empire Chapter 858: Taoist Master¡¯s Big Feet

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    Chapter 858: Dao Zun's Big Feet The feather arrow shining with blue light pierced the night sky and arrived in an instant. The moment it approached Fang Jie's heart, he was grabbed by Fang Jie's right hand. Such a close distance  , Fang Jie even felt the danger in the blue light on the arrow cluster.  Fang Jie has a description of this kind of physique in his memory. Fang Jie never knew the purpose of the notebook that Mr. Wan gave him. But this time, because of this notebook, he could easily determine the opponent's deadly skills.  What is it.  The blue light on the arrow cluster was hesitant, as if a small snake could leave the arrow cluster and swoop towards it at any time. Fang Jie spat out the energy in his hand, and the golden flame burned out the blue light.  Seeing that his golden fire could extinguish the blue light, Fang Jie felt more at ease.  He casually threw the arrow back, and it streaked past like a shooting star. The third uncle of the Penglai Sect quickly dodged and barely managed to avoid it.  After throwing the feather arrow back, a five-meridian cyclone appeared in Fang Jie's left palm, which quickly grew in size in front of him. All the dozens of qi that Mu Xianjun attacked were blocked by the five-meridian cyclone.  The clanging sound was endless, just like bullets hitting a solid shield.  "Dunjia Dao" Su Yang shouted low and formed seals with both hands, then pointed at Fang Jie fiercely. In an instant, the land around Fang Jie immediately changed. Many sharp soil thorns suddenly protruded from the ground, as long as big spears.  Fang Jie dodged left and right, Su Yang held his hands together, the little and ring fingers of his left and right hands crossed, and his index and middle fingers came together and pointed at Fang Jie. No matter which direction Fang Jie dodged, his hand pointed there, that soil thorn.  It just stabbed out from under Fang Jie's feet.  This is a completely different technique from that of practitioners in the Central Plains, and this is the first time Fang Jie has faced it.  Penglai Sect's practice is to comprehend the heaven and earth. The founder of the sect at the beginning practiced the way of nature and used nature as a weapon.  Wind, rain, lightning, and even the trees on the earth are his means of attack.  It¡¯s just that the founder of the Penglai Sect and the following generations of leaders pursued pure cultivation, so they never left the island.  In order to prosper Penglai Sect, Su Yang began to walk in the world.  But because of this, his thoughts were too complicated, so his cultivation was far inferior to the previous headmasters of the Penglai Sect.  The biggest advantage of this technique is that it is unexpected. No one can guess what Su Yang's next attack will be.  The earth thorns protruded from the ground densely. Fang Jie dodged a few times and then simply stopped dodging. When the earth thorns came, he kicked them off. Su Yang's face changed slightly, and he was a little shocked.  The hardness of the earth thorns is no less than that of rocks, but when Fang Jie kicked off the earth thorns, he did not use the power of cultivation at all, and relied entirely on the strength of his physical body, which surprised Su Yang.  His eyes flashed, and his hands changed into handprints again.  The earth thorns became denser in an instant. Seeing him move like this, the third uncle of the Penglai Sect, who had already cooperated with him tacitly, immediately sat down cross-legged, bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood into his palm, and connected his hands with each other.  After rubbing, the blood quickly turned into a particularly intense blue light, and then he flicked the blue light forward.  This throw was not towards Fang Jie, but towards Su Yang.  When Su Yang saw the blue light coming, the seals on his hands changed again, the vitality of the world suddenly swayed, and the blue light in mid-air disappeared.  The next second, the sharp points of the dense soil thorns that appeared around Fang Jie were all dyed with blue light.  This kind of cooperation between Su Yang and his third junior brother was obviously not the first time they used it. The two people combined their own special skills, and the power was immediately more than doubled.  Fang Jie could kick off the earth thorns that were stabbing him before, but now he can no longer touch it. The blue light is too corrosive, and it will definitely be extremely harmful once it gets on it.  Seeing that Fang Jie was no longer able to dodge, Su Yang shouted loudly.  The land about ten meters near Fang Jie almost seemed to have been turned over. Hundreds of soil thorns came from all directions and formed a ball around Fang Jie. The soil thorns were all up and down. It looked like an extraordinary scene.  Weird.  And all the earth thorns have blue light flashing on them. The ball composed of the earth thorns is like a different kind of prison, with all directions blocked.  Seeing that Fang Jie was trapped, Mu Xianjun on one side knew that the opportunity had come. He laughed and jumped up. He formed a seal with his hands in the air, whispered the Dunjia Dao, and a piece of sea water seemed to be captured out of thin air with his hands.  , a bright blue color appeared beside him, and then turned into a water knife that was four or five meters long.  A cold air spread from the water jet, and the surrounding air seemed to be frozen.  Fang Jie is now trapped in a cage of earth thorns, and those sharp earth thorns with blue light prevent him from moving.  This was just a matter of lightning and flint, and it would be very slow to describe, but the cooperation of the three people was almost completed at the same time, and the difference was only a millimeter.  The moment after the earth thorn cage was formed, Mu Xianjun had already jumped over in the air, and the water sword energyLike a rainbow, Mu Xianjun shouted violently and fell from the sky fiercely.  ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ Fang Jie¡¯s body was surrounded by poisonous earth thorns. Less than a second after he was trapped, the long knife that seemed to be made of water arrived outside the dungeon.  Just when a smile appeared on the corner of Mu Xianjun's lips, Fang Jie's body suddenly moved.  Then the smile on Mu Xianjun's lips froze, and a kind of extreme fear flashed in his eyes.  A golden flame burned around Fang Jie's body. The blue light on the soil thorns retreated involuntarily as if it had encountered a natural enemy, and was burned clean by the golden flame in an instant.  And the next second, the water knife in Mu Xianjun's hand began to freeze from the tip, and it spread quickly, turning the several-meter-long water knife into an ice knife in an instant, but the ice did not stop.  It came down and spread along Mu Xianjun's hand to his arm.  Mu Xianjun exclaimed, it was already too late to abandon the sword.  After the golden flames burned, the soil thorns surrounding Fang Jie also changed. Just like peeling garlic, the outer layers of the soil thorns peeled off layer by layer. After several layers of the soil thorns that were originally more than one meter long were peeled off,  , only one foot long, but turned into a very solid metallic color.  Fang Jie pushed his hands forward, and those metal awls that were more than a foot long blasted towards Penglai Sect's third uncle like electricity. This man's special ability was very strong, but his own defense was not high, plus his movement speed.  It wasn't very fast. To his surprise, hundreds of metal awl-like things all hit him.  As if his body had been pierced by hundreds of heavy bullets, the blood mist exploded one after another on Penglai Sect's third uncle's body. It would be difficult to describe the scene without seeing it with your own eyes.  After being blasted by hundreds of metal awls, the bodies of these three uncles were gone.  The whole person was blown into pieces and scattered all over the ground.  At this time, Mu Xianjun, who was in mid-air, also wailed and fell down. After landing, he staggered out and finally failed to stand upright and sat down on the ground. As he fell, the ice blade in his hand instantly shattered, along with  His entire right arm shattered into ice shards.  But the wound was still frozen solid, and not a drop of blood came out.  Mu Xianjun couldn't bear the severe pain, and the screams were so brutal that it made people's ears uncomfortable.  Su Yang was completely stunned for a moment when he saw this scene.  After a while, he immediately made a choice, which was to turn around and run away.  After turning around, Su Yang continued to form seals with his hands, and a cloud of smoke and dust exploded around him. It was extremely strong. In the smoke and dust, he lowered his body and rushed towards the distance quickly.  Just as he rushed out of the backyard, he suddenly let out a wail, and then fell to the ground.  A very strange scene appeared. His body suddenly disconnected from his lower abdomen without any warning. His upper body fell hard, but the two legs of his lower body actually maintained a running posture and rushed forward again.  He walked out for several steps before falling down.  Because it all happened so fast, Su Yang didn't feel any pain at first. He screamed and wailed out of fear.  He watched helplessly as his lower body detached and was still running forward. That kind of fear was definitely not something a human being could bear.  ¡°Madam, you¡¯re so awesome!¡± The farmer came over from the front yard and applauded, with admiration in his eyes.  The young woman, whose whole body was full of charm, smiled and came out from behind the door of the backyard.  She stretched out her hand, and a thin thread that was imperceptible to the naked eye returned to her hand. This thin thread was not easily visible during the day, let alone at night.  After the smoke and dust cleared, Fang Jie waved his hands when he saw the couple appear. The couple nodded, turned and left, disappearing into the darkness.  In the night, the woman carefully wrapped the filament around the hosta on her head.  "I guessed that the one named Su Yang couldn't notice it." The farmer smiled flatteringly as he walked: "How many powerful enemies have you killed with this hair of yours? This is not a method of cultivation, so those practitioners don't know how to do it at all.  You can¡¯t notice the changes in the vitality of the world.¡± The young woman sighed and said: ¡°You and I have killed too many people, but we are still very poor people. Once someone knows our secret, they will not know it.  How miserable it would be to die." The farmer smiled: "Didn't you say that as long as we don't have such greed, we won't die. The Marquis can use us, and as long as we don't betray the world, we won't die.  , why did he die? "    Su Yang is not dead yet. Although he was indeed injured too seriously, no matter how strong a person is, he will never be able to survive after his body is split in half.Okay, now his upper body and lower body were several meters apart, and he subconsciously wanted to crawl toward his lower body, seemingly trying to reconnect his body.  "Are you the leader of the Penglai Sect on Penglai Island?" Fang Jie walked up to him, squatted down and looked at him and asked, "Is this name correct?" Su Yang was already on the verge of death, and he just refused to give up with one mouthful.  Still alive, his eyes kept staring at his two legs, and he kept reaching out to pull those legs over.  "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what sect it is, it's gone anyway." After hearing this, Su Yang's face suddenly changed, and he struggled to turn over to look at Fang Jie, but he couldn't turn over at all. His hands were crazy.  It was waving like a knife, as if it was going to tear Fang Jie into pieces.  Fang Jie had lost interest in him and turned towards Mu Xianjun, who had a broken arm.  ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ East China Sea Penglai Island Xiang Qingniu stood on a high place and stepped down one step at a time.  In mid-air, a big foot transformed from the vitality of heaven and earth stepped down with his feet. The wooden houses on Penglai Island had already been trampled to pieces.  The disciples who tried to resist had been trampled into pulp, while those who had lost their courage knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.  Every time Fatty Taoist stepped down with his big foot, the house was destroyed and the land cracked.  "Fang Jie is a bastard, isn't he?" He scolded as he stepped on it: "You know that Master Dao is seasick, but you still give him such a bad job. I'm so angry, so angry!" He cursed again.  He obviously hadn't recovered from the turbulence of the boat, and his face looked wrong.  He became even more angry when he thought about how he would go back by boat.  Then he scolded, vomited, and stepped on him. The Penglai Sect, a good person from the outside world, was trampled down by Tao Zunye's big foot.
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