Chapter 802

Fudaozi felt a strong uneasiness, so strong that his eardrum tingled because of tension. This is his small problem. Once he felt the crisis, his ear canal would itch and then ache. Since he was a child, he could not cure it, or even could not really be regarded as a disease, so he could only calm himself down. Maybe this is one of the reasons for his present temperament factor.

Since jiedan, he can't remember the last time he felt this way.

When Fu Daozi hesitated, there was a loophole in Lu Zhengkang's fist. The sword ring, like a spring compressed to the limit, took the opportunity to bounce back and suppress the red hell evil magic phase. The boiling senbai sword rainbow submerged the magic phase's body, struggling and still unable to break free.

This is the best opportunity. Fu Daozi knew that the flaw was coming, so he still pressed the sword.

When the sword ring and the sword Qi crush the evil phase, Lu Zhengkang's Qi goes down and his body disappears. Fudaozi takes back the sword ring and looks at the empty Tibetan world. The light is thick and pure in all directions, like the essence of the blood crystal. The aftersound of the battle slowly dies, and everything is silent.

Fu Daozi used the dander that he had cut off his nails to think about it. He knew that Lu Zhengkang would never take it so easily.

"Come out, why are you flinching?" He exclaimed, "don't let me look down on you!"

The marginal blood membrane of the fetal Tibetan boundary vibrated gently, making a low hum. Lu Zhengkang's voice changed from vague to clear, and finally it shook thousands of miles Brother, do you have any more tricks? If it's just like this, I'm afraid I have no choice. Although I'm not a saint fighter, the same trick is of no use to me! "

Fu Daozi sighed in silence. He admitted that he had lost. The devil's magic power was too powerful, not only huge, but also the use of this huge amount of magic power, which surpassed him in the golden elixir period. Fu Daozi's Dharma was too subtle in the Tibetan world. Fu Daozi's sword array was still immature, but he was defeated today.

He took out a sword amulet from his arms. The famous school is such a good one. The elder's moves can be used to protect the younger generation. If it wasn't for the world's less popular storage magic weapon, it would be time for Fu Daozi to start bombing Lu Zhengkang.

In this amulet, the spring equinox mountain Lord is sealed. Yuanshenjing is able to contain the pure sword meaning of a real person. The amulet is drawn with the sword meaning. You can understand the sword way by taking it out and seeing it more. When you meet an opponent who can't fight, you can also paste his face and give him a head escape package. When you encounter difficulties, you can follow the sword meaning and escape. It can be said that it's necessary to travel at home Prepare good products.

"Lu Zhengkang, you have a good move. I'm good at it. When my swordsmanship is successful again, I'll cut you under the sword with my own hands, and the blood will be splashed in the sky!"

"Fudao, why are you so empty in this scene? Isn't it the teacher's mother who taught you? "

Fudaozi worshipped the sword amulet, and a brilliant soft light flowed out. The wonderful and gorgeous light folded like mountains and seas, turned into a woman Sword Fairy in full dress in a flash. Looking at Shengwei, she drew out the willow sword from her waist, and drew a line up, down, left and right, respectively. The huge world of embryo Tibet was like a petal, and the sky reappeared in the world.

The female Sword Fairy turned around, rubbed fudaozi's head and gave him a smile, then disappeared, and the sword symbol burned to ashes and dissipated in the air.

When the Tibetan world of Vajrayana was broken, Lu Zhengkang suddenly fell out of the void and landed on the cloud, only 20 feet away from fudaozi. They looked at each other, one with seven swords around their body and the other with iron chisels to protect their body, but they didn't have the same appearance as before. For a moment, they were all angry with each other.

Lu Zhengkang coughed and said: "brother fudaozi, I didn't expect you to have such a good baby. I really envy your good inheritance. 】

Fu Daozi didn't answer in silence. He just bowed to Lu Zhengkang, then lifted up his sword light and floated away.

Lu Zhengkang smiles, "fudaozi, don't think it's a draw."

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Lu Zhengkang stands in the cloud, holding an iron chisel.

Fu Daozi worships Lou Sujian from afar. Lu Zhengkang takes advantage of the light of the sword and gently swings an iron chisel on the flying sword. The difficulty of this movement can be compared to handing out a beer bottle to a bullet flying in the face, then lifting the cap of the bottle, at the same time, the bullet blows askew. Most importantly, the mouth of the bottle is intact.

Even the friars can't catch the magic power of the flying sword. This kind of performance is the result of the sense of time and the state. And Lu Zhengkang, he completely straightened out the opponent's sword path, the same move for him to use the second time, there is no flower head.

Fu Daozi was shocked. Lu Zhengkang was flying towards him with his cloud head. The Sword Fairy made a series of moves in a hurry, but he was easily blocked by Lu Zhengkang's iron chisel. He couldn't even say that there was a return. Seven Jinghong beat Lu Zhengkang back and forth, but he walked leisurely, as if wandering in the peach forest.

Fu Daozi's scalp was numb. This man was the great power of Yuanshen period!

He immediately took back his flying sword and carefully gazed at Lu Zhengkang.

"Who is your excellency? As a giant of Yuanshen period, hiding in a corner of little Yang state, is your Excellency the leader of chitianfu? "

Lu Zhengkang stared at the man, "what? If you know you can't fight, you might as well stop. Now you come back, I have a cup of fragrant tea waiting for you. "Fu Daozi kept silent for a long time. Finally, he nodded slowly. He lost a golden elixir period to Yuanshen period.

The two fell back on Xinyue town. By this time, the crowd on the street was already thin. The old people were sitting on the wall chatting, and a group of children were running around. Their entertainment was simple and simple. Fu Daozi and Lu Zhengkang walked side by side. Looking at these mortals, they had to smile happily.

A group of little kids walk without looking at the road. When the first one bumps into fudaozi's leg, he is about to fall. The Taoist priest bends down to help him. The little kids blink. They are not afraid at all. They are happy with fudaozi.

"Little hermit, look in front when you play."

"I know, I know." The little boy opened his hands and ran away with his friends.

Lu Zhengkang said, "this boy is so impolite."

Fudaozi didn't get angry. He said with a smile, "who was not naughty when he was a child?"

Lu Zhengkang nodded, "Taoist brother is open-minded. Let's go. Master jingbodhi is expected to be waiting soon."

"We can't fight in an instant." Fu Daozi said in a low voice, "I won't ask about Yang's affairs any more. Just, brother Lu, please save some consideration for these people before making any decision."

"Don't be a saint here. Are you cold standing on the moral high ground? People in the state of Yang are carefree, much more relaxed than those of us who work hard. Let's go, have tea, have tea. The swordsmanship used by Taoist friends before is related to the Western seven nights. Why don't we discuss the astrology? "

"Just as I wish."