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Chapter two hundred and six small revenge

"Farting" Chi Hanshui was immediately angry by Fang Lie, and the Buddhas were born. The two Buddhas ascended to heaven and couldn't help but roar, "Who is your slave?"

"Of course it's you," Fang Lie said proudly: "Didn't you notice it? Since you were hit by my Great Consciousness Mantra, you have actually been my slave."

"Datong Mantra?" Chi Hanshui was stunned at first, then woke up and realized: "Is it the little butterfly you released at the beginning?"

"That's right, that thing," Fang Lie said with a smile: "Now, you must be obedient, if you dare to hurt me, you will suffer the same injury. If you dare to kill me, you will definitely die. Of course, you will not be resurrected, but I will be different."

"Fuck, how could there be such a strange magical power in the world? You must be talking nonsense and want to scare me, right?" Chi Hanshui said with a ferocious look on his face: "But unfortunately, the uncle was not Fang Lie who was scared, but died."

While speaking, Chi Hanshui used his left hand to produce a magic sword, and then rushed towards Fang Lie again.

"Haha, stubborn," Fang Lie sneered, then raised his hand and stretched out the Tianshen Chaos Sphur automatically flew into his hand, and then he came to meet him.

Dangdang, Dangdangdang

The two men fought each other, and the two magic weapons immediately fought fiercely again. Everyone could only see two violent phantoms, and they couldn't see the specific situation clearly.

However, judging from the terrible energy that keeps coming out, this is definitely a fierce confrontation.

Unfortunately, the confrontation lasted only one breath and ended with Fang Lie's complete defeat.

This time, Fang Lie lost even worse. Not only was his left arm cut off, but his wing was also cut off. Even Chi Hanshui was kicked hard in his chest.

Only Fang Lie himself knew that this move should have been a sword, but Chi Hanshui temporarily put away the magic sword and changed it to a kick, which made Fang Lie escape by chance.

I have to say that this magic sword is so evil that it gives Chi Hanshui an amazing swordsmanship that is terrifying. Even Fang Lie is a rare close-up genius, he is no match at all.

Of course, Chi Hanshui didn't mean to forgive Fang Lie's life, he really had to do so.

Because when he wanted to perform the last blow, he was frightened to find that his left arm had also been broken, and the magic sword stabbed Fang Lie completely according to his will.

At this moment, Chi Hanshui really believed Fang Lie's words, knowing that Fang Lie would die, he would definitely die. That's why he quickly kicked it out, blocked the magic sword first, and kicked Fang Lie away with one kick.

Although he had no murderous intention at this time, the body of a cultivator at the Jinchi level gave him too strong power, so that he broke several sternums with one kick.

Under the influence of the Datong Mantra, Chi Hanshui's own sternum also broke immediately.

So, the audience around him saw an extremely strange scene. The two of them flew backwards and fell to the ground hard, and then opened their mouths and vomited blood at the same time, with uniform movements, as if they had finished rehearsing.

Of course, the same injury had a completely different ending. Fang Lie's divine therapy technique activated with all his strength, and in just one breath, he stood up with a refreshed look, without any injuries.

But Chi Hanshui, his arms were broken, his sternum was broken, and his internal organs were also damaged. At this time, he could only lie on the ground and survive and almost lost his combat power.

Obviously, at this point, this seemingly unfair duel can be considered to be the end, but the result is beyond the expectations of most people.

Chi Hanshui, which should have absolute advantage in cultivation, magic weapons, and even combat experience, is actually the last loser

Moreover, the cold water in the Chi Han River was extremely miserable and inexplicably.

The miserable reason is that he lost a lot and suffered heavy losses, but he almost didn't lose a single hair in Fang Lie.

As for the inexplicable reason, it is because Chi Hanshui has not known how he lost until now.

Chi Hanshui lay on the ground, looking up at Fang Lie, who was full of disdain, and was discouraged. He took a long breath and asked in a deep voice: "Fang Lie, I admit defeat, I don't ask you to spare my life, I just want you to tell me how I lost."

Obviously, Chi Hanshui is not a timid waste, at least at this time, he still has the spirit of not giving in.

This made Fang Lie feel a little respect, so he said solemnly: "I have told you that you are actually losing under the Datong Mantra."

"It's the Great Cole again," Chi Hanshui shouted angrily: "What kind of broken thing is this? Why have I never heard of it?"

"The Great Mantra is a unique skill passed down by Zuodao in ancient times. Its status and power are no less than that of the "General Classic of Mozu Mechanisms" of this sect," Fang Lie explained lightly.

"Ah" After hearing Fang Lie's words, everyone present counted and all took a breath of air conditioning.

The Datong Mantra has not appeared for tens of thousands of years, and it is normal for them to have never heard of it. However, everyone knows that it is the most important fundamental method of the Mo Sect. Secret disciples who are not in the realm of the realm of the realm of the Mo Sect are not allowed to practice. Moreover, only the contemporary leader of the Mo family is qualified to read the entire article. Others, even if they are real people of the Thunder Tribulation, can only practice some of them at most.

This shows how precious this "Mozu Ji General Sutra" is, and the status of the Datong Mantra can be compared with it, which fully demonstrates its importance and strength.

When Chi Hanshui heard the origin of the Datong Mantra was so great, he was shocked and could not speak for a long time.

After a while, Chi Hanshui said sourly: "It is worthy of being the future master of Ren. This magical power should be given to you by Ren. Is it? After all, I still lose in the background."

Chi Hanshui's tone was full of reluctance, and he looked like he was bullied.

Fang Lie looked down on this guy the most and couldn't help but mock him: "Don't misunderstand this magical power is not given to me by the Lord of Ren, but the reward from the master."

As the saying goes, a stone caused a thousand storms. As soon as Fang Lie finished speaking, he caused countless storms and everyone around him was about to get upset.

"What? I don't even know such a powerful magical power. Why is Fang Lie rewarded by the sect?"

"That's right, he is only seventeen or eighteen years old. How many contributions can he make to the sect? And I am all Yuandan real person, and I have served the sect for hundreds of years, but I have never obtained such powerful magical powers."

"Just one magical power can ⊥ Qihai completely torture the golden pool. This is simply an ancient magical power of the heaven-defying level. It is worthy of being a secret master. Why should the master sect not be able to disclose it secretly and only teach it to Fang Lie? This is unfair, unfair"

“Yes, unfair”

"We ask the sect to explain"

Among the tens of thousands of monks watching the battle, many of them were inner elites, and even real-person-level existences. They were all those who had contributed hundreds of years to the sect, but they were not able to obtain such powerful magical powers, and they couldn't help but feel resentful.

As so many people started to make a fuss together, the scene suddenly became extremely nervous.

Especially Mo Wanfang, as the leader, was stared at by everyone and surrounded.

Although they were all very restrained and did not dare to easily touch the future leader, they also looked like they would never give up without explanation.

Mo Wanfang was about to hate Fang Lie to death now, but he didn't dare to move around. He could only shout loudly: "Fang Lie, don't talk nonsense. The sect has never had this magical power, why don't even know me?"

"Don't you know?" Fang Lie deliberately pretended to be stupid: "But I remember, it was clearly yours for me.

Suddenly, all the tens of thousands of monks around showed murderous intent and locked on Mo Wanfang. Uncle, don’t you know, you still hand it to Fang Lie with your own hands? Isn’t this fooling us?

Mo Wanfang's cold sweat fell down in an instant, and he quickly said, "When did I give you this magical power? If it was really given by me, how could I not practice by myself?"

When everyone heard this, they felt it was reasonable, so they turned their heads and looked at Fang Lie on the ring.

"Hehe" Fang Lie smiled slightly and said, "How do I know why you don't practice? Anyway, this is what you gave me. I can swear by the reputation of the ancestors of the Fang family."

"Suck" everyone immediately took a breath of air. Fang Lie is a member of the Fang family and never tells lies. Now that he makes such a vow, there is absolutely no falsehood.

So everyone looked at Mo Wanfang angrily again, obviously asking for an explanation.

Mo Wanfang almost hated Fang Lie to death now. He said with great grief and anger: "You kid, you obviously want to take revenge on me. OK, OK, since you said I gave it to me, then when and where did I give you this magical power?"

"Do you remember the last time I won the first place in the secret realm's battle for the road?" Fang Lie said with a smile: "At that time, the sect rewarded me with something, which was given to me by you. Have you forgotten it?

Mo Wanfang was stunned at first, then yelled like killing a chicken: "Is this magical power recorded in that animal bone?"

"Oh, don't you know?" Fang Lie said in shock: "When the sect rewarded me, I didn't know that there was a magical power inside? What does that sect mean? I made great contributions to the sect and just used a bone to beat it?"

"This?" Mo Wanfang was stunned on the spot.

If you admit that you know, Mo Wanfang is equivalent to deceiving everyone present.

If you want to deny it, Mo Wanfang would admit that the sect deliberately used garbage to disperse heroes. Such a bad thing can be done quietly, but if it is exposed, it is too much, and it will even make the disciples disappointed with the sect.
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