One against two, the opponents were two immortal strong men. Fang Lin still had the upper hand. There were few people in the world with such fighting power.
It can be said that Fang Lin is already one of the strongest people in the contemporary human race.
Both the young Taoist and Patriarch Situ were masters in the early stages of immortality. Their cultivation was far superior to Fang Lin's, but except for their cultivation, they were inferior to Fang Lin in other aspects.
Needless to say about physical strength, Fang Lin's True Dragon's physical strength is simply outrageous. Even if a young Taoist uses Yin and Yang to improve his physical fitness, there is no way he can compete with Fang Lin.
As for the powerful aura, Fang Lin has eight ancient flame god lanterns as his foundation. The aura is so strong that it can be said to be endless. Coupled with the power of the holy tree filling his body, Fang Lin can fight almost tirelessly, whether with Whether it was consumption, entanglement, or head-to-head physical confrontation, Fang Lin was powerful.
When Patriarch Situ saw how powerful Fang Lin was, his expression became a little more solemn, and as he waved his hand, awe-inspiring aura surged out of his body.
The secret of Confucianism! Haotian Palm!
An ink-colored palm print suddenly fell from the sky, pressing down on Fang Lin with a terrifying momentum that made all living beings tremble.
Even the Great Immortal cannot withstand the power of this palm, and will be crushed to death on the spot.
Not only that, the young Taoist once again made seals with his hands, thunder clouds gathered, and the Thunder Control Technique was used again.
"Well done!" Fang Lin was full of arrogance, and the Qilin Fist burst out, with the roar of the ancient beast Qilin, the fist seal and the Qilin's shadow moved towards the Haotian Palm at the same time.
Boom! ! !
The next moment, fists and palms collided, and Qilin's shadow exploded with astonishing power, tearing the palm print apart directly, and there was no way it could fall on Fang Lin.
Ancestor Situ's expression remained unchanged. Although the Haotian Palm was powerful, it was not difficult for Fang Lin to block this palm.
What he did was just to give the young Taoist a chance to use the Thunder Control Technique.
Fang Lin's biggest reliance is the body of the True Dragon, and the young Taoist and Patriarch Situ also know that ordinary methods are completely useless to Fang Lin. Only the most powerful Taoist thunder method can break Fang Lin's Real dragon body.
In terms of killing methods, neither Confucianism nor Buddhism has a secret method as powerful as the Taoist thunder method.
At this moment, thunderclouds gathered, and without giving Fang Lin any time to breathe, a ray of purple light suddenly fell, like a giant purple thunder sword, striking hard at Fang Lin's heavenly spirit.
At this moment, Fang Lin was hit hard, and his body fell downwards. His face looked a little pale, and his eyes were blank for a moment.
"What a great opportunity!" Patriarch Situ thought to himself, appeared in front of Fang Lin, and stamped his palm firmly on Fang Lin's heart.
Fang Lin flew backwards, and there seemed to be blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. However, Patriarch Situ did not continue to attack Fang Lin because Fang Lin's eyes had regained clarity.
But at this time, thunder and lightning fell again. Like the hand of heaven, the purple thunder gathered into a huge fist seal and hit Fang Lin directly on the back.
Fang Lin was thrown into the sea water, and the flames that were originally surging around him seemed to dim.
"Thunder borrows the power of water, and the power of thunder is stronger!" The young Taoist said in his mouth, waving the fly whisk, thunder and lightning came again.
With a bang, the purple thunderbolt fell into the sea and chased Fang Lin who was under the sea. Everyone saw the sea water exploding to the ground, and Fang Lin escaped from the sea in embarrassment, with faint traces of blood on his body.
"good!"
"This guy is finally going to swallow a bitter pill!"
"How can he resist our Taoist thunder method?"
"Kill him! Revenge for the people of our three religions who died in vain!"
Seeing Fang Lin being beaten so miserably, many people from both the Confucian and Taoist sides cheered, hoping that Fang Lin would be killed here. As long as Fang Lin dies, the three religions will be relieved of a major problem. There is no need to worry in the future for fear that Fang Lin will seek revenge again.
"Where to go?" Patriarch Situ shouted, and a scroll flew out from his sleeve. The scroll was spread out on the sky, and a beam of light fell down, trapping Fang Lin who wanted to escape. In the pillar of light.
Fang Lin kept bombarding the light beam, but the light beam was extremely strong, and Fang Lin could not rush out in a short period of time.
boom! ! !
Another thunder and lightning came towards Fang Lin, more powerful than the previous ones.
Fang Lin gritted his teeth. He had nowhere to hide under the shackles of the scroll, and could only use his body to fight hard again.
The purple light spread across the sky, submerging Fang Lin in the raging thunder wave, as if Fang Lin had been torn apart by countless fine lightnings.
However, Patriarch Situ and the young Taoist could feel that Fang Lin's aura still existed and had not weakened much.
"What a powerful boy. He has endured so many thunders and yet he can still be so lively and energetic!" Ancestor Situ said. Looking at Fang Lin who was drowned by the lightning, there was a trace of eagerness in his eyes.
The young Taoist seemed to see what Patriarch Situ was thinking at this moment, and shook his head slightly, but did not say much.
Fang Lin was in the midst of violent thunder and lightning, like a lone sail in the huge sea, which seemed to be capsized at any time.
But there was a faint smile on Fang Lin's face, even though his face looked a little pale at the moment, and there was still blood on the corner of his mouth.
Only Fang Lin himself knew how much he was enjoying all this at this moment. The beating of the power of thunder and lightning on himself had brought Fang Lin to the critical moment of breakthrough.
"Since I have to pretend, then I'll pretend to be more like it." Fang Lin thought in his heart, then closed his eyes, and his whole body fell weakly downwards. His face was as ugly as gold paper, and his breath was compared to It was much weaker just now.
"If he can't hold on any longer, two more lightning strikes will kill him." Seeing this scene, Patriarch Situ immediately said to the young Taoist.
The young Taoist nodded and waved the whisk twice in succession, and saw two thunder and lightning forces appearing at the same time and converging in one place, forming an unprecedented huge thunder and lightning.
But then the huge thunder and lightning continued to shrink, becoming only as big as a baby's head, but the terrifying aura contained in it made even the scalp of an immortal strongman like Patriarch Situ feel numb.
Purple thunder produces lotus! The lotus blooms with nine petals!
The young Taoist gasped slightly. Even though he was calm and calm when he used the thunder method, the thunder method is different from ordinary martial arts after all. It can only be used after he has understood the great ways of heaven and earth to a certain extent. The consumption on himself is very shocking. .
This nine-petal purple thunder lotus is already the most powerful form of his thunder technique. After this move, it will be very difficult to condense the thunder and lightning again.
But the young Taoist believed that with the nine-petal Purple Thunder Lotus, he could kill the severely injured Fang Lin.
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