Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 109 - 91: "Witch Immortal" Believers! The Unhappy Monk and the Brainless Woman (Seeking First Subscription)_1
The mysterious figure, upon first glance, even thought that what he was seeing wasn’t human!
Because the other party’s build was too formidable.
In his entire life, he had never seen someone of such a robust and towering physique.
That figure was truly too nimble.
It made one wonder...
What on earth had the other party been eating to grow so large?
"Who are you, bastard?!"
"Is... is it you?!"
Two voices of shock and astonishment almost rang out at the same time at this moment.
The former, naturally, was shouted by the cloaked figure.
The latter, on the other hand, was called out by the female cultivator disguised as a man.
The sudden intervener.
Was indeed Fan Wu!
Fan Wu didn’t respond to the cloaked figure’s question; his gaze fell on the top of the cloaked figure’s head, as he could see the other party’s attribute information.
[Witch Immortal Follower A—Life: 343—Power: 8.9—Skill: Nine Heavens Witch Immortal Longevity Technique, Xuan Yin Protective Body Vajra Technique, Soul-Seizing Technique]
He tilted his head slightly and turned to look at the female cultivator in disguise, whose attribute information was equally clear.
[Female Cultivator Disguised as a Man—Life: 101—Power: 5.8—Skill: Divine Path of a Hundred Slaughters]
Huh?
Fan Wu saw a very familiar [Skill], which was none other than the Divine Path of a Hundred Slaughters!
In his memory, wasn’t this the cultivation technique practiced by the people from the Imperial Heaven Division?
However, this person in disguise didn’t seem like someone from the Imperial Heaven Division.
It looked like her identity was not simple.
At least, she was not an ordinary cultivator.
On the other side.
The cloaked figure saw that not only did Fan Wu not respond, but he was also leading an old Green Ox and still heading this way...
Death flashed in his eyes, "I’m sure you bastard are a cultivator who came out of the Yinghe Prefecture Mansion, right? You must have participated in the birthday celebration of the City God of Yinghe Mansion, didn’t you?"
"Heh heh... it looks like there’s no need for me to waste effort searching for prey; two pieces of prey have delivered themselves to my doorstep."
The "prey" he referred to in his mouth.
One was the cultivator before him; the other was naturally Fan Wu.
"Meddling in others’ affairs."
"Your death is upon you!!"
The cloaked figure grabbed one side of his cloak and fiercely flicked it toward Fan Wu.
Something inside the cloak seemed to fly towards Fan Wu!
Upon close look, it turned out to be dozens of dark green needles!
Each needle was as fine as cow hair.
Even people with excellent eyesight had to look carefully to see them clearly.
You could see.
The sky filled with fine needles as if scattered by heavenly maidens.
Blocking off all of Fan Wu’s paths of retreat!
"Fancy tricks." Fan Wu suddenly performed a high kick, with one leg planted firmly on the ground and the other piercing the sky.
Then.
The sky-reaching leg plummeted down!
Boom!!!!
The air burst with noise!
The ground trembled!
His foot stomped heavily on the ground, raising a great amount of debris and dust high into the air, like a very thick shield protecting Fan Wu and Old Blue Ox.
The dark green needles, before they could even touch Fan Wu or Old Blue Ox, were blocked by the shaken-up dust and debris.
After the dust and debris had fallen.
Old Blue Ox.
Fan Wu.
Unharmed!
And before Fan Wu, a large pit was stomped into existence by his forceful trampling, the power of which was truly shocking.
Fan Wu himself was not afraid of those needles; even if the needles landed on him, they couldn’t penetrate his skin’s defense.
He was only blocking them for Old Blue Ox.
"Sssss!!!!" His heavy stomping astonished the cloaked figure on the spot.
The cloaked figure looked at that large pit.
He vaguely felt a sense of threat from Fan Wu’s body.
And he also felt a...
Suffocating oppression!
"This is bad!" Realizing something was wrong, the cloaked figure seemed to have encountered a tough opponent.
Without another word, he turned his head and tried to flee!
This cloaked man was obviously not the type who was unafraid of death; after all, how could someone who was unafraid of death seek eternal life by worshipping and serving some so-called "Witch Immortal"?
It’s just too bad that "movable Free Attribute Points," once targeted by Fan Wu, couldn’t easily escape.
Dealing with a live person.
Not a strange creature.
Fan Wu didn’t need to draw the Demon-slaying Sword, nor did he need the City God’s Command, and there was no need to waste the incense ash offered to the True Martial Great Emperor.
He casually snapped a branch from a nearby tree.
And then.
He threw it!
Whoosh!
The branch flew like lightning, covering the distance in the blink of an eye, and by the time the cloaked man heard a weird sound behind him, the swiftly approaching branch had already pierced through his cloak and directly into his body!
The branch exploded and shattered.
He grunted.
Barely managing to stay upright!
The cloaked man’s cloak was torn in the back, revealing the metallic-lustered skin underneath.
Several sharp wood splinters had penetrated into his skin, oozing drops of blood.
The cloaked figure felt the intense pain coming from his back.
He was even more horrified in his heart.
To know, he had cultivated the Vajra Technique given to him by the Witch Immortal, which ordinary weapons could hardly pierce; but now, his skin... was punctured!
How could it be!!
This person...
Who exactly is he?
"Damn it!" the cloaked figure cursed, grinding his teeth: "How could I run into such a guy out of nowhere? Such bad luck... After I escape, I must summon a group of Witch Immortal’s followers and surround and kill this person! Such a strong soul, the Witch Immortal will definitely like it very much!"
Enduring the pain in his back, he increased his escape speed by a fraction, wishing he had a couple more legs.
