The extremely indifferent voice sounded, and the bull rider secretly thought something bad and wanted to break away from the scene in front of him, but unfortunately it was too late.
The ancient spear came with surging murderous intent and directly cut off the head of the old bull rider. Then Fang Lin held the head of the bull rider in his hands. Seeing this, the green bull rushed towards Fang Lin angrily, trying to snatch it away. Return to Lao Dao's head.
"Get out!" Fang Lin kicked out hard, causing the green bull to roll in mid-air. It was no match for Fang Lin.
Not able to grab Lao Dao's head, Qing Niu had to grit his teeth and snatch Lao Dao's headless body back.
Fang Lin held the head of the old bull rider in one hand and looked coldly at the black and white master not far away.
Master Black and White did not expect Fang Lin to be so powerful. Even the old master of the Zhenwu Palace suffered such a big loss at his hands, and even had his head chopped off by Fang Lin.
Although a strong man with half-step immortal cultivation would not die even if his head was cut off, it was equivalent to losing the power to resist. Whether he lived or died was entirely in Fang Lin's hands.
If Fang Lin destroyed the old bull rider's head, then the old bull rider would be completely dead, just like Wang Linlang whose head was smashed by Fang Lin's punch.
At this moment, the look of horror on the old bull rider's face was still there, and he had no idea how he could be defeated so miserably all of a sudden.
Not to mention that at this moment, his life was completely in Fang Lin's hands. Although the old bull rider had a better understanding of life and death than ordinary people, he was still afraid of death when death was imminent.
When the masters of the Zhenwu Palace saw the old palace master's head being chopped off, they all looked anxious, but they did not dare to come to the rescue. After all, even the old palace master with such strength had his head chopped off. There are not many immortals left, and rushing forward will only lead to death.
"Is there anyone else who wants to come up and learn my methods?" Fang Lin looked around. Whether they were Confucianism or Taoist sects, he noticed them all, but few of them dared to look at Fang Lin.
Although the Confucian sect has managed to retain a certain amount of strength, seeing the Taoist sect's strong men being frustrated one after another at this moment, how can the masters of the two sects of the Confucian sect still dare to take action? Even the great immortals were easily killed by Fang Lin, and a strong man as powerful as the old master of the Zhenwu Palace was also beheaded by Fang Lin. I am afraid that only masters in the immortal realm can compete with Fang Lin head-on. Bar
But among the three religions nowadays, are there really immortal strong men
At least since Fang Lin entered the three sects this time, he has only encountered one Daqian Buddha. The Confucian and Taoist sects have not seen any immortal strong ones appear for the time being.
Moreover, even if an immortal master really appeared, Fang Lin was not afraid at all. The fight with the master of Fengjian Pavilion had already let Fang Lin know that he had the strength to defeat the immortal master.
"Fang Lin, you have killed so many people from the three religions, why don't you stop?" the headmaster in black said.
Fang Lin smiled slightly: "How can it be enough to kill so many people? I almost died in Qihai seven years ago, and now I come back to collect the debt."
"Do you really want to fight to the death with my three religions?" the black-robed headmaster said coldly.
Fang Lin's expression was a bit contemptuous, and he shook the old bull rider's head in his hand: "Isn't this a fight to the death?"
"Okay! Since you Fang Lin insists on seeking death, then today you will pay for the lives of those who died in the three religions!" After the black-clothed headmaster finished speaking, he saw an expressionless man suddenly walking out of the crowd of Chongyun Temple. Young Taoist.
The young Taoist walked very slowly towards Fang Lin. Everyone else in Chongyun Temple was stunned. Some people wanted to hold him, but in the end they could not touch the young Taoist's body. .
Fang Lin looked at this person, and the smile on his face became stronger.
"Sure enough, since Buddhism has a Great Thousand Buddha, then the other two sects should not be too bad." Fang Lin said, with more expectation in his eyes.
"I didn't want to take action, but your Excellency repeatedly forced me to do so and caused so many murders. I had no choice but to come and learn your methods." The young Taoist came to Fang Lin and said calmly.
The black and white leaders all saluted the young Taoist: "Greetings, Uncle Master!"
The young Taoist nodded, his eyes still fixed on Fang Lin, who was also staring at this person unscrupulously.
When everyone in the Taoist sect heard what Headmaster Black and White called the young Taoist, they were all stunned, and then many people showed signs of shock.
Currently, the most senior people in Chongyunguan are Headmaster Black and White, and they have held the position of Headmaster for more than two thousand years.
And this young Taoist who looks to be in his early twenties is actually Master Black and White's uncle? The seniority of this person is a bit too scary. He was at least four to five thousand years ago.
Some of the disciples of Chongyun Temple looked strange, because they all recognized this young Taoist. He had always been an ordinary disciple like them before, but they never expected that this young Taoist was actually the highest-ranking person in Chongyun Temple.
Fang Lin curled his lips: "I had known that there should be immortal masters among you three sects. You had to hide for so long before coming out. Why are you pretending to be a master? When I push you to the ground and beat you, let's see if you can still be so cloudy." Light breeze."
The young Taoist still had no expression and looked a little dull.
"If the poor Taoist is defeated by Your Excellency, it is because the poor Taoist's skills are inferior to others, and there is no one to blame." The young Taoist said, a whisk appeared in his hand, and three thousand silver threads were floating in the sea breeze.
"Please, Your Excellency, return the head of Master Zhenwu Hall." The young Taoist looked at Fang Lin, his momentum rising.
"There's no door!" Fang Lin directly put the Bull Riding Taoist's head into the beast's bag, and asked Zhen Yangzi and the other three people in the beast's bag to guard it to prevent the Bull Riding Taoist from doing anything secretly.
The young Taoist stopped talking nonsense. The aura of an immortal strong man was fully revealed. The whisk in his hand suddenly became extremely huge and swept towards Fang Lin.
Fang Lin was not afraid at all, the sky fire spread out from his body and fell on the many silver threads of the whisk.
Suddenly, there was only a crackling sound of burning, and although the silver wire was not a mortal thing, it was still better than the sky fire.
The young Taoist didn't care, and shook off the silver threads stained by the heavenly fire, and more silver threads emerged.
Fang Lin continued to release the sky fire. Although the silver threads were continuously burned, more silver threads kept growing out, seemingly endless.
At the same time, the young Taoist pinched a seal with one hand and saw nine thunders. Thunder clouds gathered in the sky. The terrible pressure made everyone under the sky pale in horror.
Fang Lin raised his head and frowned slightly. The young Taoist's method was quite powerful. He could actually draw thunder out of thin air.
ps: The second update is here, continue coding.