Yang Wanshan took this opportunity and rushed over at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, the sword that Fang Lin had missed flew back into his hand. 《
Fang Lin glanced at the blood marks on his hands, but didn't care, and used the Jiuzhongtian footwork again.
"So fast!" Yang Wanshan was shocked. Fang Lin's speed was no slower than his own, and every step was traceless. He looked like a ghost, making it difficult for Yang Wanshan to catch Fang Lin's figure.
boom!
The big-boned stick suddenly hit him. Although Yang Wanshan was not slow to react, he was still a little slow to dodge.
The stick hit Yang Wanshan on the back. The pain made Yang Wanshan take a breath, his throat felt sweet, and blood seemed to be gushing out.
Everyone in the royal family was worried when they saw it. Fang Lin's big bone stick looked very heavy. Fortunately, it was Yang Wanshan. If he was a person with a lower level, half of his life would be lost if this stick fell.
"Damn it!" Yang Wanshan steadied himself and cursed in his heart. He didn't expect Fang Lin to be so difficult to deal with. If this continued, the situation would be extremely unfavorable to him.
"Huh?" Fang Lin was about to attack again, but suddenly found that Yang Wanshan's aura became a little different.
Buzz! ! ! !
Sword lights emerged one after another, heading straight towards Fang Lin with a fierce aura.
Fang Lin did not dare to be careless, and immediately stepped on the Nine Heavenly Footsteps to dodge. Unexpectedly, the sword energy was like maggots on the tarsal bones, chasing after Fang Lin.
"Where to go?" Yang Wanshan shouted, and the sword energy separated and flew towards Fang Lin from different directions.
Fang Lin looked surprised. Yang Wanshan was quite capable and worthy of being a prince.
However, it is still too fanciful to defeat yourself with this method.
Fang Lin suddenly stood still, using his power to break the mountain, and his defense suddenly increased dozens of times.
At the same time, light flashed in Fang Lin's eyes, Jiuzhongtian's footwork was used to the extreme, and there was a faint wind dancing around him.
call out!
The next moment, Fang Lin transformed into an elusive figure, and unexpectedly rushed into the countless sword energy, and rushed out in an extremely small gap.
"How is that possible?" Yang Wanshan was horrified. Fang Lin actually rushed over from his sword energy. Is he still a human? Isn't he afraid of being cut into pieces by the sword energy
No wonder Yang Wanshan was so surprised. Fang Lin suddenly shocked everyone watching the battle. Even Han Luoyun narrowed his eyes slightly.
"What an amazing movement!" Yang Jianye exclaimed in admiration, extremely amazed by Fang Lin's Jiuzhongtian footwork.
Even Li Zhendong, although he wanted Fang Lin to die immediately, he had to admit that Fang Lin's movement skills were really amazing. In the same realm, if he had such exquisite movement skills, it would be almost impossible. It is tantamount to being invincible.
"Is this Fang Lin's body made of copper skin and iron bones? How dare he resist those sword energies?"
"It's so scary! It's a monster!"
"Is this Fang Lin really just an alchemist?"
Everyone was amazed, even those from the Li family, were deeply shocked by the strength displayed by Fang Lin.
Before the fight was over, Fang Linyi relied on the footwork of the Nine Heavens and the power of breaking the mountain to break through the siege of the sword energy and was already in front of Yang Wanshan.
Yang Wanshan gritted his teeth, with a hint of ferocity on his face, and suddenly slapped the Jiugong bag, and the second long sword was held in Yang Wanshan's left hand.
Hold the sword in both hands!
Yang Wanshan was forced into a desperate situation by Fang Lin, and finally exposed his strongest method.
Yang Wanshan is good at using swords, but his most powerful skill is the two-handed sword.
Originally, he wanted to hide this hand and save it to deal with Li Shengming, but Fang Lin's strength was far beyond his expectation. If he continued to use it, he would not be able to defeat Fang Lin at all.
Even if his trump card is exposed, it is still better than losing to Fang Lin.
The power of a two-handed sword is more than twice as powerful as a one-handed sword. Although Yang Wanshan's attacks were powerful when using the sword with one hand, there were still some flaws, and his defense was very insufficient, making it easy for Fang Lin to take advantage of him.
But now, after using his two-handed sword, Yang Wanshan has almost no flaws. Not only is his offensive much more powerful, but his own defense has also been upgraded to a higher level.
Facing Yang Wanshan's two-handed sword, Fang Lin immediately seemed a little stretched. He was completely unable to launch an effective offensive and could only passively defend.
However, Yang Wanshan had no choice but to defeat Fang Lin. The big bone stick in the latter's hand was also very powerful. It was very powerful when he swung it. Even if he didn't use it for offense, just for defense, it was difficult for Yang Wanshan to take advantage.
In the eyes of others, Yang Wanshan seemed to have the upper hand, while Fang Lin had been retreating steadily and could only barely resist.
Of course, in the eyes of masters like Yang Jianye and Han Luoyun, Yang Wanshan only had a slight upper hand in the situation. Fang Lin was not suppressed, but fell into a stalemate.
Yang Wanshan couldn't attack for a long time, and he became more and more anxious, and his face became more and more ugly. Although the sword in his hand was extremely fast, there was still a flaw in his anxiety.
Fang Lin immediately seized the opportunity and smashed out the big bone stick, knocking one of Yang Wanshan's swords out of his hand, and then punched out, hitting Yang Wanshan hard in the chest.
This punch immediately tipped the balance of victory and defeat.
Yang Wanshan stumbled back, his chest felt tight, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Fang Lin glanced at his fist and frowned slightly.
I saw some small red dots on Fang Lin's fist, and when it hit Yang Wanshan's chest, it seemed as if he had been stabbed several times by something.
"Fang Lin, you have been poisoned, it's better to admit defeat." Yang Wanshan stood still and said breathlessly, but there was a proud look on his face.
Fang Lin realized that Yang Wanshan must have been wearing some kind of inner armor. He punched the inner armor and was hit by the poison carried on the inner armor.
However, Fang Lin didn't care. He patted the Jiugong pouch, took out a pill and drank it. The red dot on his fist quickly dimmed.
"Sorry, I'm an alchemist." Fang Lin said, with a look of harmlessness on his face.
Yang Wanshan had a dull look on his face, and then he smiled sadly. Yes, this guy is an alchemist. He must have something to detoxify him. Isn't it a joke to use poison in front of him
Moreover, in front of so many people, he, a majestic prince, was reduced to using poison. This was already a shame.
Yang Wanshan was angry. It all happened because of Fang Lin. You are just an alchemist. Why don't you just admit defeat? Why work so hard
"Fang Lin, give up, otherwise, don't blame my men for being ruthless!" Yang Wanshan roared.