Fang Lin''s face was ugly, and the wound on his neck had recovered, but the threat behind him was also catching up.
The scarred young man appeared not far behind Fang Lin, staring at Fang Lin coldly, with a trace of murder.
Fang Lin looked heavy. After all, he had to face the Lord of Fengjian Pavilion. It was impossible to escape from his eyes at his own speed.
"You are so powerful that you actually want to take this opportunity to escape and kill so many of my alchemists. You really want to kill you here." The Lord of Fengjian Pavilion said coldly, and the anger between words was obvious.
Fang Lin didn''t speak, and his whole body was filled with flames, and his eyes were also pale gold against the light of the fire.
"I''ll give you a chance to go back with me honestly, and I won''t care about your behavior." The Lord of Fengjian Pavilion said, and he shot Fang Lin immediately.
Fang Lin snorted coldly, and the eight ancient lights of the burning God in his body were urged to the extreme, making Fang Lin infinitely close to the unquenchable strong at this moment.
Boom!
With one blow, the real dragon virtual shadow crouched on the fist and came towards the Lord of Fengjian pavilion with rolling sky fire.
The power of this punch is particularly amazing, enough to make any big old man instantly hit hard, and the small old man must hit one dead.
However, this time, Fang Lin''s opponent is the Lord of Fengjian Pavilion, whose strength is unfathomable, and even the East pole heavenly king is willing to bow to the existence of the underdog.
Facing Fang Lin''s so fierce punch, the Lord of Feng Jian Pavilion gently pointed out a finger. Although he didn''t use the sword, his finger force was enough to equal a famous sword.
Bang~
A seemingly fragile finger touched Fang Lin''s fist. For a time, the flame on Fang Lin''s fist dimmed, and the virtual shadow of the real dragon dissipated.
The blood flowed from Fang Lin''s fist. This fist not only failed to hurt the Lord of Feng Jian Pavilion, but also hurt himself by the sword Qi carried by the Lord of Feng Jian Pavilion.
Fang Lin''s face remained the same, the old power had not gone, and the new power had not been regenerated. All the power of the real dragon immortal body was mobilized, and finally the mainstream of the sword pavilion was surprised.
"Comparable to the flesh of the unquenchable strong?" The Lord of Fengjian Pavilion retreated, and he could no longer deal with Fang Lin with the power of a finger.
With the power of the real dragon immortal body and the eight ancient lamps of the burning God, Fang Lin will not lose to the real immortal strong in terms of strength or flesh.
"I didn''t expect you to have such strength. I really underestimate you." Feng Jian Pavilion Master said, four famous swords flew out of the sword box behind him at the same time.
Fang Lin held an ancient spear and fought with the four famous swords. No matter how sharp and fast the four famous swords were, they could not get close to Fang Lin''s body, and all of them were resisted by the ancient spear.
The Lord of Feng Jian Pavilion didn''t stand by and watch, but he moved and quietly held a famous sword. The sword blade pointed to Fang Lin''s heart.
Fang Lin was shocked. The sword of the Lord of Feng Jian Pavilion seemed to him as if he could not resist it. It seemed that no matter what means he used, this sword would stab firmly into his heart.
After a moment of hesitation, Fang Lin was in danger. The Lord of Fengjian Pavilion attacked with a sword, and Fang Lin resisted in front of him with an ancient spear.
However, the master of Feng Jian Pavilion showed a strange smile on his face. In an instant, the long sword changed its trajectory, avoided Fang Lin''s ancient spear, and plunged into Fang Lin''s body.
This time, Fang Lin said in secret that it was bad. He stepped on jiuchongtian and immediately stepped back, completely avoiding a close fight with the Lord of Feng Jian Pavilion.
When the Jiuchong sky footwork was released, Fang Lin and the owner of the sword Pavilion opened a distance, but the other party''s sword had hurt Fang Lin, and the injury was not light, and his heart was punctured.
If it were not for entering the realm of small longevity, there would be endless vitality in the body. As long as it was not a fatal injury, it could recover quickly.
Just at this moment, Fang Lin already knew how powerful the master of the sword pavilion was. It was not only his cultivation, but also the master of the sword pavilion''s attainments along the way were too exquisite. A simple sword contained the invincible spirit in the world. How could Fang Lin resist such a sword?
Maybe when Fang Lin stepped into the realm of dachangsheng, he could stop the sword just now, but Fang Lin is still a distance from dachangsheng now. It''s really a little hard to deal with the Lord of Fengjian Pavilion by crossing two realms with the cultivation of xiaochangsheng.
"Do you still want to fight with me? My patience is limited. Don''t force me to really kill you." The Lord of Fengjian Pavilion said expressionless, three famous swords hovered in front of him, and a famous sword was held in his hand.
Fang Lin took a deep breath, and the wound in his heart had recovered more than half. Then he saw a real dragon suddenly appear and fly to the Lord of Fengjian pavilion with a momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers.
This time, the Lord of Fengjian Pavilion really didn''t expect it, and his face immediately changed.
"Real dragon? How can it be?" The Lord of Fengjian pavilion was shocked. His body retreated repeatedly, and his face was full of incredible color.
Roar!!!
With the roar of the real dragon and the mighty dragon, the Lord of Fengjian Pavilion felt like a candle flickering in the wind, with an unprecedented sense of weakness.
"Is it a living real dragon?" The Lord of Fengjian Pavilion waved his sword to resist the attack of the dragon''s claw, but he was immediately patted and flew out. Although he was not injured, he was also frightened.
The Lord of Fengjian Pavilion couldn''t believe it. He actually saw a real dragon here. It was a creature that didn''t exist in ancient times. How could it still exist in the world?
Fang Lin holds an ancient spear and an ancient flame lamp to absorb the power of fire between heaven and earth, making Fang Lin''s power make another breakthrough.
Fang Lin threw out the ancient spear in his hand, and the flame condensed on the ancient spear, which contained all the power of Fang Lin at the moment.
On the one hand, the Lord of Fengjian pavilion was already stretched to resist the attack of the real dragon. At the moment, the ancient spear attacked. Although the Lord of Fengjian Pavilion reacted, he could only wave his sword in a hurry to resist.
Just listen to the sound of Dang, the terrible breath swept in all directions, and the surrounding trees and rocks were instantly turned into powder.
The master of Fengjian Pavilion retreated, and there was a crack in his famous sword, while the ancient spear returned to Fang Lin''s hand.
Boom!
Not only that, a claw of the real dragon fell and photographed the Lord of Fengjian Pavilion into the ground.
"Go!" Knowing that the opportunity was rare, Fang Lin immediately put away the real dragon and ran out without looking back. His figure soon disappeared into the vast mountains.
The Lord of Fengjian Pavilion stood up from the crack in the ground, his face extremely gloomy, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.
Fang Lin was ok, mainly because the power of the real dragon was too strong.
I wanted to continue to catch up, but the Lord of Fengjian Pavilion frowned when he saw the direction Fang Lin ran away.
"If you keep moving forward, I''m afraid you''ll disturb those old monsters." The Lord of Fengjian Pavilion can''t help but have a headache. Even with his strength, in these 100000 mountains and rivers, there are some places that he dares not to break into.
PS: second, I have gone out. These two chapters were written and released regularly last night, and will be updated later, but it may be in the afternoon or evening.