The black-faced man was shocked. Although the power of his punch did not contain holy energy, it still contained the demonic energy all over his body, which was equivalent to a full blow.
But even such a full blow was still resolved by Fang Lin in an understatement, which was somewhat unacceptable to the black-faced man.
"Looking at you, you should be from the Black Tiger clan. What's your name?" Fang Lin asked with a smile.
The black-faced man gritted his teeth, did not answer, and struck again, roaring like a tiger from his throat.
The next moment, the black-faced man, with a figure like the wind, came straight towards Fang Lin with a murderous aura.
Both palms came out at the same time, and the demonic energy turned into sharp tiger claws, which were enough to tear the body of any warrior below the fifth level of spiritual bone.
If it were anyone else, facing such a fierce attack from the black-faced man, he would probably have to dodge and not dare to confront him head-on.
But Fang Lin was not afraid at all. He also shot out both palms and collided directly with the black-faced man's tiger claws.
Click, click, click!
The tiger's claws shattered, and the black-faced man was shocked and backed away.
Fang Lin suddenly flew up and kicked the black-faced man hard in the chest, causing him to stagger and almost fall to the ground.
The expression of the black-faced man changed completely. Although he only held on for a moment, with three punches and two kicks, he was completely at a disadvantage and was beaten in such a mess.
"This kid has actually become so strong?" The other four demon youths looked at each other in disbelief.
The strength of the black-faced man was one of the best among them. I originally thought that with his strength, he should be able to defeat Fang Lin.
But now it seems that Fang Lin's strength is far beyond imagination, and the black-faced man may not be his opponent.
"Damn it!" The black-faced man stood firm, the holy energy in his body surged, and a blow containing holy energy was unleashed.
The tiger's claws split the sky!
A huge tiger claw, with the momentum to tear everything apart, fell from the sky and went straight to Fang Lin.
When Fang Lin saw this, he pointed out a finger that was also condensed with holy energy.
boom!
The tiger's claws collapsed, and the power of the holy energy fingerlight continued to fly towards the black-faced man without losing much power.
Faced with such a sharp finger, the black-faced man attacked with all his strength. Although he blocked it, blood still came out of the corner of his mouth.
"Come again!" The dark-faced man couldn't believe it. His blood was boiling, and he rushed to Fang Lin.
"Want a physical duel?" Fang Lin smiled lightly, this was exactly what he wanted.
The two of them were fighting with fists and kicks, and they were fighting purely with their bodies. The battle was to see whose body was stronger.
The black-faced man is very confident in his physical body. He belongs to the Black Tiger clan and has a strong physical body. He has also experienced the Holy Qi Tempering Body. His physical body is at least twice as strong as before he cultivated in the Holy Tree.
He knew that Fang Lin's physical body was also very powerful, but the black-faced man was still more confident in his physical body. After all, he was a black tiger and still had an advantage in terms of racial talent.
But not long after the fight, the black-faced man knew that he was completely wrong. This guy's body was even more perverted than his own.
During the collision between fists and palms, Fang Lin did not do anything at all and seemed quite relaxed. On the other hand, the black-faced man had some bruises on his fists, and it was obvious that he could not withstand Fang Lin's extremely tough fists.
"You're not enough!" Fang Lin whispered, and the Qilin Fist was unleashed, colliding with the black-faced man's right fist.
There was just a click, and the black-faced man's right arm was directly broken by Fang Lin.
At this time, the black-faced man knew how powerful Fang Lin was, and he backed away, not daring to confront Fang Lin head-on again.
The black-faced man was holding his broken right arm, his face was covered with beads of sweat caused by pain, his expression looked a little distorted, and he stared at Fang Lin with a pair of tiger eyes.
Fang Lin did not take any further action, as if he didn't bother to take advantage of the black-faced man's injury.
The black-faced man, on the other hand, was in a dilemma at this moment. He was so aggressive before that he wanted to fight Fang Lin, but now he was beaten to the point where his hand bones were broken. How could he continue to fight
Do we really want the other four demon geniuses to attack Fang Lin together
The black-faced man did have this idea, but it would be too embarrassing. If several people fight one by one, even if they win, it would be extremely disgraceful to tell them.
He Jinfeng and the women from the Fox tribe in the distance both had shocked faces, especially He Jinfeng. He had fought against Fang Lin and knew very well how strong Fang Lin was.
Although he lost to Fang Lin, Fang Lin still had to try his best to defeat him, He Jinfeng.
The black-faced man's strength was slightly stronger than that of He Jinfeng, but at this moment, he didn't have much power to resist Fang Lin.
What does this mean
This shows that Fang Lin's strength has improved so much after this time of practicing the Holy Tree. It is completely different from his strength before practicing the Holy Tree.
"This man is actually so strong. Who among the younger generation of our Demon Clan can defeat him?" the Fox Clan woman said in a solemn tone.
He Jinfeng shook his head: "Judging from his current strength, except for those two or three younger generations of our demon clan, I am afraid that no one can be his opponent."
Hearing He Jinfeng's words, the fox tribe woman took a breath. The two or three people he mentioned were the undisputed kings of the younger generation of the demon tribe. They were at least better than He Jinfeng and the other so-called geniuses of the demon tribe. A grade.
However, the two or three demon geniuses have already gone through the cultivation of the Holy Tree, and now they have entered the demon cave to seek the power of the ancient origin.
"Are you saying that this Fang Lin can already compete with those two or three people?" the Fox tribe woman said in disbelief.
He Jinfeng nodded. He had been in contact with one of those two or three people before, and the other person's strength was terrifying.
The current Fang Lin felt to him that he was indeed no weaker than the two or three most powerful geniuses of the Demon Clan.
"Now that Hu Yan and the others are here together, they should be able to compete," the Fox tribe woman said.
He Jinfeng didn't speak. Even he couldn't tell. Maybe Hu Yan and the other five guys could really compete with Fang Lin if they came together.
Fang Lin waved to Hu Yan, the black-faced man, and said with a smile, "Do you want to continue fighting?"
Hu Yan gritted his teeth and looked back at the four demon geniuses behind him.
The four demon geniuses understood and immediately stepped forward to stand side by side with Hu Yan.
This posture requires several demon geniuses to take action together to deal with Fang Lin.
Although it was a bit embarrassing, Fang Lin's strength forced them to join forces, otherwise, everyone would lose one on one.
"You are very strong. You have robbed us of the holy energy that originally belonged to us, and you have gained your current strength. But if we and the others join forces, you can't compete no matter how strong you are!" Hu Yan said fiercely.