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

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The master of Feitian Mansion was extremely shocked: "Mu Yazi! Is this kid also from your sect?"

Mu Yazi nodded: "Yes."

Cheng Feihong, the master of Feitian Mansion, was furious: "Mu Yazi! No matter who you are, he dared to kill people from my Feitian Mansion. Today I will make him pay back his blood!"

Buzz buzz!

I saw Cheng Feihong's flying sword emitting a dazzling orange light.

Cheng Feihong, the master of the Feitian Mansion, actually broke through the dragon level and reached the legendary god level! !

Cheng Feihong just broke through the dragon level last month and became the first level of the god level!

After he broke through to become a god-level, his self-confidence was bursting, and he was thinking of testing his strongest strength. Now that he is ready, someone will come to your door. Just in time, I will let you experience the power of the god-level! !

Hum——

I saw Cheng Feihong holding an orange light sword, his body was divided into ten parts, and he disappeared in place in an instant.

Next second!

Ten Cheng Feihong, like flying immortals from the sky, turned into ten giant dragons, with their teeth and claws, unexpectedly descended from the sky and rushed towards Fang Mo.

Mu Yazi was shocked and said: "This is the Flying Dragon from Feijianmen! And it's also the Flying Dragon of the Tenth Layer! I didn't expect that Cheng Feihong's strength has reached such a level!!"

Mu Yazi knew that with his own strength, he would definitely not be able to compete.

He can only put all his hopes on Fang Mo.

This sect disciple who has only practiced for three days.

Mu Yazi probably never dreamed that one day, the life and death of the Sanshangquan sect would be in the hands of a disciple who had studied for three days.

Cheng Sijin, who had been slapped twice before, said excitedly: "Master! Hurry up! Kill him! Kill this brat who knows nothing!"

Fang Mo pursed his lips and smiled.

Yin Yang Fist Soul is activated.

In an instant, Fang Mo's hands emitted an orange light.

Cheng Feihong, a flying fairy outside the sky, saw the orange light of Fang Mo's fists.

My heart was shocked: "Damn it! This Mu Yazi actually lied to himself that he is only their disciple? How is this possible! How can a disciple have a god-level weapon soul!!"

Cheng Feihong knew it. A few days ago, there seemed to be rumors that the Three Injuries Fist School was beckoning new disciples, and there appeared a god-level examination disciple with full soul power.

At that time, Cheng Feihong didn't take it seriously.

Because it's simply not possible.

How could there be a god-level person with full soul power in this world? Throughout the ages, even the most monstrous person, before awakening their tool soul, was at most king-level quality with tens of thousands of soul power.

Cheng Feihong knew now that the boy in front of him was probably a god-level gifted disciple according to the news from Feitian City a few days ago.

Cheng Feihong gritted his teeth coldly and became serious.

Mu Yazi! Mu Yazi!

No wonder you are so confident and dare to break into my Feitian mansion.

It turned out that it was because of the emergence of a rare genius.

Ha ha ha ha!

What a pity, what a pity!

If I hadn't broken through to the god level, maybe I wouldn't be this kid's opponent.

But now I have broken through to God level.

I have been practicing Feijianmen's top-level skills for forty years, so I can't beat this kid who has been practicing for a few days.

Cheng Feihong originally still had three points of strength left, to retain his strength, but now, with all his strength, the ten-fold flying dragon abruptly split again and became eighteen! It seems that the entire sky is occupied by giant dragons, and the illusion is real, as if a real dragon descended.

Fang Moxinwang's rules saw through Cheng Feihong's skills at a glance.

The so-called eighteen dragons are actually seventeen of them are illusions, and the one on the far left is Cheng Feihong's real body, which is the most powerful.

But for Fang Mo, there are no real dragons, fake dragons, or illusions.

It's all bubbles!

Fang Mo was a little more serious, and injected a drop of star energy into each of his fists.

That's right!

Fang Mo is serious, he only used a little star energy before, but now he used up to two!

The left and right fists each have a little star energy.

Then Fang Mo yelled: Eighteen Punches of Subduing the Dragon! !

brush!

Fang Mo faced the air,

The yin and yang fists strike at the same time!

Yin and Yang fists!

Ice and fire fists!

Sorrowful fists!

Heaven and earth fists!

Wet and dry fists!

...

Fist and fist!

A total of nine sets of eighteen punches!

Each set of punches is separated by 0.1 seconds.

In less than a second, eighteen punches were thrown in an instant.

boom!

Fist like Mount Tai!

Just when the people of Feitian Mansion thought that the master of Feitian Mansion would kill these third-rate sect disciples if he made a move.

But I didn't think of it.

The eighteen giant dragons in the sky were all shattered.

Pong——

A pleasant sound.

Cheng Feihong's natal weapon, the Soul Sword, was completely shattered.

The Soul Sword is connected to Cheng Feihong's soul.

Cheng Feihong vomited blood instantly, his soul was shattered, and he fell to the ground, his face as pale as snow.

he! His forty years of cultivation were all abolished at this moment, and now he has become an ordinary person! A useless person!

When Cheng Feihong knew that he had become a useless person, he looked up to the sky and roared: No! !

For a person in his forties to burst into tears, that's just one word, sad.

"You, you, how is it possible for you! How is it possible!" Cheng Feihong collapsed, shocked, angry, and frightened, looking at the young man who looked at him with a faint smile.

The other guards and generals of Feitian Mansion were all frightened into stupidity, they stayed where they were and did not dare to move.

Who dares to move?

No one dares to move!

Even their god-level palace master was punched to the ground, becoming a cripple, who dared to move.

Cheng Sijin shouted hysterically: "Mansion Master! All the guards of Feitian Mansion obey orders! Kill me!"

However, more than half of the guards in Feitian Mansion stayed put and did not dare to move.

Only a small number of people raised their weapons and wanted to resist.

"Stop!" Cheng Feihong yelled with the last of his strength, because he knew how terrifying the young man standing in front of them was.

He could even feel that Fang Mo didn't use all his strength, and the other side was playing with them like ravaging ants.

If the guards of Feitian Mansion really took action, then Feitian Mansion would be completely over.

After Cheng Feihong knew that he was already a useless person, he knew that there was no hope of saving face.

He could only endure the severe pain and stand up slowly, then looked at Fang Mo humbly, and said in a low voice: "Our Feitian Mansion made a mistake, I beg the Venerable Master to extend his noble hand and spare our Feitian Mansion."

Fang Mo grinned: "What you say is like we are bandits. We are not here to destroy your Feitian Mansion, but to stay overnight. I don't know if the mansion master agrees."

Cheng Feihong nodded frantically: "Agree! One hundred thousand people agree! Don't talk about one night, you can live for one thousand nights, ten thousand nights are fine!"

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Cheng Feihong swept across the other guards around him: "Why are you still standing there! Hurry up and invite the distinguished guests into the mansion!"

So, those high-ranking guards just now, like grandsons, greeted the disciples of the Three Injuries Fist with smiles on their faces.

The disciples of the Three Injury Fist had bright faces, their heads held high, and it was the first time they enjoyed such treatment.

Qi Tian, ​​who has the halo of the protagonist, looked at Fang Mo and the flattering Palace Master, and suddenly made a mistake. He should not be standing here, but should be standing in Fang Mo's place. What link went wrong, why did he Like other disciples, he became a disciple who could only watch from behind.

Qi Tian didn't know.

At this moment, his protagonist's halo, the last light, disappeared, and he completely lost all the protagonist's luck.