Konoha's six flying sections

Chapter 281 Blood Bodhi
From time to time, Fei Duan stood proudly in the center of the blood bathing platform, only to hear a burst of sound from the crowd, and then a muscular man appeared opposite him with a contemptuous smile on his face.

"You can speak so well, you can say it so nicely, but you will inevitably die in the end!" The muscular man came up with a sarcasm.

"However, I have to say that you are very courageous. Unfortunately, in my eyes, you are just a person who is trying to gain fame. I am a kind person. I will give you a suggestion. If you don't want to die, get out of the way. I don't want your blood to stain me. hand!" He added fuel and vinegar, further provoking.

However, Fei Duan regarded him as a barking dog, and stood there calmly all the time, just asking a question that should be asked: "Which sect or family do you belong to, what is your name, you idiot, I Fei Duan will not kill nameless cats or dogs !"

"You're looking for death!" The muscular man was furious, but then he was very cooperative and reported that he was the younger brother of Cang Lang Che and Cang Lang Qing from the Cang Lang family.

Cang Langche launched the attack first, and at the same time as he stepped forward, he raised his hand and punched Fei Duan.

A very simple punch, not only did not use any weapon, even Dao Ling didn't bother to release it.

Facing Fei Duan, who was only a seventh-rank spiritual man, he was afraid that once he released Dao Ling, the latter would be so frightened that he would lose the courage to fight, so he would jump off the ring and admit defeat. Ant's life!

"Eat me with a knife!"

Fei Duan doesn't care whether the other party is trustworthy or not, since he is looking for death, why should he be polite? Half of the remnant knife flew out of the Xumi ring, a layer of gluttonous power spread, accompanied by chakra and spiritual power to wrap the remnant knife, and then sacrificed Come out, pay back with a knife!

clank!

The light of the knife is shocking, rendering the half of the broken knife gorgeous and dazzling.

However, Cang Langche didn't take it seriously but laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, are you poor in Chaos Immortal Sect? Don't you even have a complete knife? You want to chop me with a broken knife?"

Before the laughter fell, the knife light flashed past, Cang Langche suddenly saw his own feet, and couldn't help but blinked his eyes vigorously, what's going on?I don't seem to have lowered my head?
With a sound of "Plop", the blood flew wildly, Cang Langche was cut in half on the spot, his upper body fell to the ground, while his lower body was still standing stiffly, severed in two!

Because the blade was so fast, he didn't even feel the pain.

Knot... it's over?

Is this the end?
In the spectator seat, Patriarch Canglang opened his mouth wide open, his eyes were almost protruding, he couldn't believe his eyes, and suspected that he was dreaming.

Fei Duan on the stage just slashed, and Cang Langche, the proud young man of his clan, who had been cultivated at the beginning of the eighth rank, was cut in half!

As everyone knows, Fei Duan's knife is as fast as lightning, and it takes less than half a second to fly out and back, and it is impossible to see clearly with the naked eye.

"What happened just now?"

"What the hell is the half-cut knife in that kid's hand?"

Many spiritual men in the crowd came back to their senses, their eyes were protruding, and a dream appeared in their eyes. Without special perception ability, they couldn't catch Fei Duan's movements even more.

"Illusion, this fucking must be an illusion, that kid's cultivation level is the same as that of Lao Tzu's, how could he kill Cang Langche, who is in the eighth stage realm, with a single blow!" Most of the audience couldn't believe it, and roared in their hearts.

"Who's next?" Fei Duan didn't care about other people's feelings, he fiddled with the half-broken sword in mid-air, whirling and dancing, his dark and cold eyes were extremely deep.

It was enough to kill Canglangche, a broken knife was enough, he was humiliating the Canglang family, and he would have to pay a price for those from the Primal Chaos Sect.

In the audience, no one answered, and all the spirits in the audience were silent, shocked by his bullying attack just now, even those geniuses who were self-sufficient, still had the intention of watching with cold eyes and letting others test the water first.

"Arrogance!" Watching the battle area, seeing Fei Duan's supercilious performance, Guang Chuan's eyes turned cold, and he was about to step out, but was immediately stopped by the elder of Wuji Sword Sect beside him.

"Elder..." Guang Chuan was taken aback.

"Let's have a look before we talk!" The great elder of Wuji Sword Sect, Jian Kuang shook his head, and continued: "This kid is a bit weird, even if we want to fight, we have to figure out his way first."

The cold atmosphere lasted for a few minutes, and then returned to normal. Those who were able to follow the Zongmen's senior management to attack today are all elites among the younger generation of elites. It is impossible that everyone has the guts to challenge Fei Duan. After all, his cultivation is only seventh rank.

The level of cultivation determines the strength and weakness. This is the usual evaluation standard for the strength of a spiritualist. Even if there is a discrepancy, the difference will not be too big.

Therefore, defeating Cang Langqing and Cang Lang Che at the beginning of the eighth rank is not enough for Fei Duan to become an invincible overlord of the ring.

"Evil Buddha Temple, Xue Bodhi is asking Your Excellency for advice!"

A blood-clothed monk came to the stage, with tattoos on his face, cassock tied around his waist, and no shoes on his feet. It was very strange. He was obviously a person of the devil way. This kind of depraved monk is extremely rare.

The word "Evil Buddha Temple" made Fei Duan narrow his eyes.

Except for the four major sects, there are no other sects in the Jianghu forces of the Great Xia, and the rest are all aristocratic families, unless they come from Xiadu, where there are pavilions, temples, and Taoist temples.

Moreover, Guanxue Bodhi's cultivation base is a small realm higher than Canglangche's, comparable to Haoyang's, and there is a very uncomfortable demonic energy all over his body, not Buddha nature.

Fei Duan looked at this person, nodded according to the etiquette, expressionless: "Do it!"

Hearing this, Xue Bodhi showed a strange smile, and just as Fei Duan was frowning, he suddenly took a step forward, opened his eyes, and shouted with a thunderous tongue: "Look into my eyes!"

His voice seemed to have magic power, after hearing the sound, Fei Duan didn't resist at all, and looked straight into the opponent's eyes.

"So obedient!" Xue Bodhi breathed a sigh of relief, having full confidence in his "Buddha eyes".

What's more, he had a double attack just now, and his voice was also an enchanting and magical voice.

"Your Majesty!"

The magic voice sounded again, Xue Bodhi looked at Fei Duan, pointed to his dirty bare feet and said, "Crawl over on your knees and lick my toes clean!"

However, this time there was no movement in the flying section!
I saw Fei Duan standing motionless, without any reaction.

"Huh?" Xue Bodhi was surprised, a bad feeling suddenly surged in his heart, so he emphasized his tone again: "I asked you to kneel down, crawl over and lick my toes clean, did you hear me?"

"You are sick?"

What responded to him was a mocking sound, and Fei Duan's sluggish appearance suddenly changed, and he looked at Xue Bodhi like an idiot.

"Impossible, you... You are not affected by my ecstasy and magic sound? You also didn't hit my Buddha's eye?" Xue Bodhi was horrified, his unique skills have always been invincible, how could they fail?

But he didn't know that Fei Duan's soul was extremely powerful. In terms of spirit, his power was far stronger than his physical body, so how could he be mere ecstasy!
(End of this chapter)