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Chapter 646 Fate is like a weave

Looking at Xu Maogong with a solemn expression, Zhang Bairen smiled. It has to be said that Xu Maogong's Ziwei Doushu had reached an extremely profound state, and the deduction technique was missing. If he had not had divine help, he might not have won this guy.

"Since the governor knows how to change fate, how is this game worse than your and my battle?" A look of fighting spirit flashed in Xu Maogong's eyes.

Zhang Bairen is famous all over the world. If he can defeat Zhang Bairen, it will naturally be no problem to become famous.

Looking at Xu Maogong, Zhang Bairen smiled: "Of course I can do it!"

"Start" Xu Maogong grabbed the palm of his hand and grabbed a handful of straw from somewhere. His hands were extremely clever, and he was more beautiful than the lady from a wealthy family. He danced gracefully to give people a pleasing feeling.

Seeing Xu Maogong's actions, Zhang Bairen was not idle either. He grabbed a handful of straw with his palm, as if he was the Creator, and his every move revealed a perfect breath.

Xu Maogong's palms were like butterflies wearing flowers, constantly dancing. After only a dozen breaths, he already looked like a scarecrow.

"The Lambsman for Life"

Seeing the straw in Xu Maogong's hand gradually took shape, the onlookers exclaimed.

Outsiders watch the fun, and experts look at the tricks. Xu Maogong Ziwei Doushu has reached an incredible level.

As it moved, wisps of starlight emerged out of thin air and sank into the scarecrow, as if giving the scarecrow a wonderful power.

On the one hand, Zhang Bairen was also moving slowly, and the straw in his hand began to take shape. The size of his thumb and the size of a palm. Looking at the gradually forming thing, everyone was confused. Is this a mat?

"Fate is like weaving." A trace of mysterious power in Zhang Bairen's fingers penetrated into the straw, and he saw that the straw slowly turned into a mat.

Compared with Xu Maogong's straw, Zhang Bairen's straw in his hand was completely mysterious, like an ordinary object.

"I'm already done." Xu Maogong breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and looked at Zhang Bairen. Looking at the clever palms, his pupils suddenly contracted: "Fate is like weaving!"

"Let's bet on the life of this butler!" Zhang Bairen kept moving his hands, continuing to weave straw mats.

As his words fell, the butler suddenly turned pale and an ominous sign rose from his heart.

The straw seemed to come alive and ingested the energy of the butler Liu Yanming.

"Not good!" Seeing Zhang Bairen say something, he did it, Xu Maogong suddenly grabbed the butler, and a strand of hair fell into the scarecrow.

I saw Xu Maogong pinching his hands and a yellow paper rune was imprinted on the straw man.

"You and I bet on this person. If I win, this person's life is gone and his soul is scattered. It is a little interest for the governor. If you win... it depends on whether you can protect him!" Zhang Bairen's expressionless face continued to weave straw.

"I don't want it! I object!" Liu Yanming spoke suddenly, his face extremely pale. Even the martial artist who became a great master would still feel like a disaster was coming and he was in a panic.

No one paid attention to Liu Yanming's words, and everyone looked at Zhang Bairen.

"The first catastrophe!" Zhang Bairen weaving Liu Yanming's fate: "Diet by the thunder of heaven!"

"Boom!"

The wind and clouds in the void are changing, and lightning and thunder are roaring.

"Click"

A thunderbolt illuminates the world, winding and twisting from the void, destroying all things wherever it passes.

Mr. Xu Mao's expression suddenly changed wildly, and he hurriedly stabbed a few iron nails around the scarecrow.

"Thorn!"

The fire was flowing, and the moment all the thunder and fire fell, the butler screamed, but saw the scarecrow flashing with lightning, and all of them were poured into the ground by the golden needle.

"Huh" the butler was surprised and suspicious. There was nothing, but the scarecrow was a little burnt.

Zhang Bairen sneered: "Can you escape the first disaster or escape the second disaster?"

Continue to weave straw, a mysterious force spread around the circle.

"call!"

The fire suddenly rose from Liu Yanming's feet. Liu Yanming screamed and instantly exploded the air to avoid it. However, he saw the maggots that had entered the bones of the fire and could not be eliminated.

Xu Maogong's face changed, and there was a spark of sparks rising from the scarecrow. Xu Maogong spewed out his mouth and disappeared without a trace. The butler who was running suddenly stopped and was completely unharmed. Except for the fire in his clothes, there was nothing unusual.

Zhang Bairen's face did not change and continued to weave straw.

Xu Maogong stared at Zhang Bairen with his eyes tightly. As Zhang Bairen's palms moved, suddenly bursts of gold and iron sounds came from the inner cavity of Butler Xu.

"Thousands of arrows pierce the heart!" Zhang Bairen's face did not change.

"Fate is like weaving! It is worthy of being like weaving!" Xu Maogong was anxious and saw sweat on his forehead. Looking at the butler who was constantly struggling and twisting, he didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.

"Swoosh!"

Xu Maogong grabbed a handful of straw again, twisted his palms rapidly, and a villain formed after a dozen breaths. He then took out a hair from the struggling butler's head, and there was only a bang. The villain exploded before, and all the sounds of gold and iron in the butler's body disappeared without a trace.

"puff"

Xu Maogong squirted out a mouthful of blood, soaking the scarecrow in front of him.

"Substitute! I wonder how many times you can do it?" Zhang Bairen's expression was normal and slowly weaved straws again.

"cold!"

The butler Liu Yanming exclaimed, and a ball of cold air rose from the soles of his feet, turning into ice and slowly sealing it off.

"Break it open!" Liu Yanming evaporated his blood and was a martial artist after all. It was difficult for ordinary ice to seal it.

"How long can you last? The qi and blood will eventually be exhausted!" Zhang Bairen's face did not change.

Seeing that the scarecrow in Xu Maogong's hands was actually stained with a layer of frost, the scarecrow's feet had been frozen and turned into two lumps of ice.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I don't believe it. You can continue to control your destiny!" Xu Maogong looked pale and murmured. He grabbed a handful of straw. In an instant, the three true fires ignited and placed it on the soles of the scarecrow's feet.

Ice and fire.

"Ah!" The butler screamed, and the cold and heat contacted it, and it exploded its skin, dripping with flesh and blood.

"I'll kill you!" Liu Yanming rushed towards Zhang Bairen.

"Sad!" Zhang Bairen's face did not change, and suddenly the earth cracked and swallowed it.

"Not good!" Xu Maogong looked at the cracked hole under the scarecrow, and suddenly grabbed the scarecrow and hanged above the hole.

The deep cold wind came from the cracks in the ground, and an unparalleled pulling force came, stalemate with Xu Maogong.

Looking at Butler Liu, he was floating out of thin air on the crack of the ground and drifted left and right, but he could not get rid of the power of the crack of the ground.

"Please show mercy to the governor!" Xu Maogong looked at Zhang Bairen earnestly.

Zhang Bairen's expressionless face continued to weave the straw in his hand: "Thunder thunder thunder!"

Click!

A thunder flashed past, and a lightning flashed across the scarecrow. Xu Maogong subconsciously let go of the straw by the electric shock.

"Click"

The scarecrow was sucked into the bottomless abyss and the earth closed instantly.

"No!" Xu Maogong tried his best to dig the soil, but he never saw the scarecrow.

"You lost!" Zhang Bairen stopped his movements.

"Fate is like weaving, what a destiny is like weaving! The governor has already controlled his destiny, and I am afraid that the Supreme Daoyang God is in sight. You are already a celestial being, why can't you get along with ordinary people!" Xu Maogong's eyes were bloodshot.

"People, you should be punished if you do something wrong!" The fate in Zhang Bairen's hand slowly surged up a cluster of flames, slowly burning.

"Governor is merciful!" Xu Maogong cried out.

If Zhang Bairen is asked to ignite the scarecrow and the fate of the butler is burned into nothingness, then he will be scattered and will never be reborn.

The old monk Zhang Bairen no longer looked at the scarecrow expressionlessly. After a while, he let out a light breath, and the straw had turned into gray.

The field was silent and silent.

Xu Maogong did not speak, and instantly the Yang Shen dissipated and left here, leaving Zhang Bairen silent.

He stood up slowly and looked at Majiazhuang. Zhang Bairen waved his hand: "It's earth-shaking, I must find a clue."

"Governor, I never thought that the power of fate could be cultivated to such a state, and that it was unprecedented. This fate is like a craft, I thought it was a legendary method, but I never thought it would actually exist." Xiaohu's eyes were full of fanaticism: "This is the real killing of the enemy invisibly!"

"I am just a perfect karma, killing things with one sword. I will use my destiny to be like weaving, but it is not enough to resolve cause and effect!" Zhang Bairen said disdainfully.
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