Once the Sky-Stepping Foot was used, any offensive attack by Ying Tianzheng was broken in an instant, and the whole person flew backwards under the impact of a huge force.
Ying Tianzheng's face was a little pale, and the power of the Sky-Stepping Foot caused the blood and energy in his body to surge, especially the internal organs.
However, Ying Tianzheng also has the cultivation level of the small immortality realm, and has entered the middle stage of the small immortality, which is much stronger than the Tang Crown Prince Li Jianwu.
Moreover, Fang Lin did not use all his strength, so although Ying Tianzheng suffered some internal injuries, they were not in the way. The vitality in his body was basically resolved within a short period of time.
But Fang Lin's move of stepping on the sky just now still made Ying Tianzheng feel confused. He never expected that Fang Lin would use the martial arts of Qihai Confucianism.
"You can actually use Confucian martial arts? Where did the blood come from?" Ying Tianzheng asked coldly.
Fang Lin looked at Ying Tianzheng with a smile in his eyes: "Your Highness, do you want to learn? If you want to learn, I can teach you."
When Ying Tianzheng heard this, his face turned extremely ugly with anger. Fang Lin's understatement seemed to him to be a pure insult.
Above the tenement building, the big bosses from all walks of life had different expressions when they saw that Fang Lin could actually use Confucian Stepping Foot, a world-shattering martial art. Many were surprised, and many were suspicious.
"Why can this Fang Lin use Confucian martial arts? Isn't it a little strange?" The head of a noble family frowned and said.
"It is indeed very suspicious. The three religions are very strict about martial arts and will not spread it easily. To date, the martial arts of the three religions that our nine countries can learn is only scratched the surface." Another sect leader said.
"Is this Fang Lin..." someone said tentatively, and immediately more sharp eyes looked at this person, who quickly shut up and did not dare to continue talking.
However, everyone present knew what he wanted to say. This person wanted to ask whether Fang Lin was a spy of the Three Religions, or had Fang Lin secretly defected to the Three Religions? Otherwise, how could he know Confucian martial arts
However, such speculation is really ridiculous. If Fang Lin is really a person of the Three Religions, then how could he display it in public? Isn’t this a case of brain damage
If he really is a person from the Three Religions, then the martial arts of the Three Religions that Fang Lin knows must be hidden, so that no one can see the slightest clue. If he uses it directly without any scruples, he is not looking for it for himself. trouble
Therefore, there is almost no possibility that Fang Lin is a member of the Three Religions, and Fang Lin was the alchemist who defeated the Taoist Alchemy Line and saved the face of the Alchemy Alliance. No matter how you look at it, it is impossible to join the Three Religions.
"Perhaps Fang Lin had another chance and learned the three martial arts. It doesn't matter." Tang Huang said.
Everyone agreed and stopped talking about this topic, but there were still some people who were secretly thinking about it, and even considered whether they could let Fang Lin reveal the martial arts of the three religions that he knew so that more people could learn them so that they could fight against the three religions in the future. , will also occupy more advantages.
Ying Tianzheng below was now facing Fang Lin, but he no longer had the confidence he had before the fight started.
There was no way, Ying Tianzheng couldn't believe the strength that Fang Lin showed. He even didn't know how much strength Fang Lin used
If Fang Lin hadn't gone all out until now, then his victory over Tianzheng would be really unacceptable.
"Your Highness, do you want to continue?" Fang Lin said with a smile, and there was no sarcasm in his tone. However, Ying Tianzheng thought that Fang Lin was ridiculing him, and unknown anger was rising in his heart.
"The outcome has not yet been determined, so of course we have to continue!" Ying Tianzheng roared, and suddenly slapped the Jiugong bag, and saw a black spear appearing in his hand.
This black spear is extremely extraordinary at first glance, especially the tip of the spear, which is emitting dots of strange light, like twinkling stars.
Everyone in the Qin royal family knows that the prince's weapon to defeat the emperor is forged from a stone from heaven, and it can be said to be indestructible.
This gun has no name because Ying Tianzheng doesn't like naming his weapons. He thinks it's too troublesome. Moreover, weapons are meant to kill people, so what's the use of having a name
On the other hand, other members of the Qin royal family like to call this gun Rakshasa.
Because Ying Tianzheng killed countless people with this gun, and those who died under his gun were basically famous people.
According to what Ying Tianzheng himself said, no one could be killed by his gun!
Now, Ying Tianzheng took out the Rakshasa Gun. He really wanted to use all his strength to defeat Fang Lin, and he also regarded Fang Lin as a strong enemy who must go all out.
If it weren't for a powerful enemy, how could Prince Ying Tianzheng take out this Rakshasa Spear
Fang Lin looked at the black spear in Ying Tianzheng's hand and asked with interest: "This gun seems to be good, what's its name?"
Ying Tianzheng snorted: "No name."
Fang Lin smiled when he heard this: "That's not possible. After all, it is the weapon of His Highness the Crown Prince. How can it not have a name? How about I pick one for you? Seeing how black this gun is, how about calling him a fire stick?"
The corner of Ying Tianzheng's mouth twitched, and his face looked ugly. Burning a fire stick? How can I call the beloved weapon of the Crown Prince of Qin a fire stick? This is simply insulting!
"You are looking for death!" Ying Tianzheng shouted angrily, holding a black spear and killing Fang Lin.
This move showed Ying Tianzheng's skill in using the spear. His whole body seemed to be integrated with the black spear, indistinguishable from each other, as if he was a part of the spear.
Guns are inherently more difficult to master than ordinary weapons. Any master who uses a gun will basically have his or her own special skills.
Ying Tianzheng was no exception. His shot was not too fast, but it gave Fang Lin a strange feeling of being unable to dodge or defend.
It seemed that this shot would suddenly hit any part of Fang Lin's body, and it was impossible to figure out its origin and direction.
Fang Lin's eyes lit up. It seemed that the Prince of Qin was really good at using guns. His spear skills alone were exquisite.
"Well done!" Fang Lin laughed loudly and quietly pointed out with a finger.
Fang Lin's finger was seen touching the black spear that was coming, and the tip of the spear hit the fingertip.
Ying Tianzheng's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, and the spear could no longer move forward. No matter how Ying Tianzheng mobilized his own strength, he still could not push the spear any further.
On Fang Lin's fingertips, drops of blood seeped out and fell on the ground.
Ying Tianzheng sneered. After taking action, he finally caused Fang Lin to be injured and bleed. Although the injury seemed to be very minor, Ying Tianzheng knew that Fang Lin was not an indestructible body and was still made of flesh and blood. body.
ps: The first update is here, code word, code word, go out to play with the girls at noon, so happy