The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist!

Chapter 397: Completely torture Zhao Shenkong

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Zhao Shenkong could not continue to sit back and watch Fang Lin gain more benefits in the Danji Tower, so he stopped Fang Lin with an extremely tough and arrogant attitude.

Fang Lin always had a smile on his face, never showing any signs of anger, and looked extremely calm.

"Are you jealous of me?" Suddenly, Fang Lin said.

When Zhao Shenkong heard this, his expression became extremely gloomy, and murderous intent was revealed in his eyes!

In fact, Zhao Shenkong is indeed jealous of Fang Lin. He is jealous of everything about Fang Lin. He resents Fang Lin. Why do you show up

"You are irritating me!" Zhao Shenkong said coldly.

Fang Lin curled his lips and refused to talk nonsense with him. His steps slipped and his figure was like a ghost, bypassing Zhao Shenkong and heading straight towards the wordless ancient monument.

"How dare you!" Zhao Shenkong was furious and struck out suddenly, hitting Fang Lin in the back with one palm.

Zhao Shenkong's face was ferocious, and his palm could be said to be angry and powerful, with the intention of killing Fang Lin.

When the old man in white saw this, his eyelids twitched slightly, but he did not say anything to stop him, nor was he too worried. Once there was a life-threatening situation, the Danji Tower would respond immediately.

Just when Zhao Shenkong's palm was about to land on Fang Lin's back, Fang Lin suddenly came back to his senses and punched out with great force.

boom!

The fist and palm collided fiercely, like two rocks colliding together, making a dull impact sound.

The next moment, Fang Lin grinned, while Zhao Shenkong's expression changed drastically and he staggered backwards.

"How is it possible? How could he be so strong?" Zhao Shenkong was horrified, and his right arm felt numb, almost losing consciousness.

The old man in white was also shocked. He didn't expect that Fang Lin's martial arts strength was so extraordinary. He actually knocked back Zhao Shenkong, who was at the eighth level of the Earth Element, with one punch.

There is a small realm gap between the two, and it would not be so easy to make up for it if they were not extraordinary in strength.

Zhao Shenkong's expression also changed. He finally understood that he had underestimated Fang Lin again. He was just like him, not only talented in alchemy, but also not weak in martial arts.

However, Zhao Shenkong has the advantage of realm after all. He is confident that even Fang Lin has some strength, but he is still no match for him.

At that moment, I saw Zhao Shenkong kicking his foot, and like an arrow from the string, he rushed towards Fang Lin quickly, clenching his fists, and the majestic inner energy surged out.

Fang Lin showed no sign of weakness and also punched out with both fists.

Bang bang bang! ! !

Continuous bombardments sounded, and Zhao Shenkong was knocked back again, his face was horrified, his arms were shaking, and he felt severe pain, as if his bones were broken.

"Zhao Shenkong, can you do it?" Fang Lin's voice sounded, with teasing and disdain.

Zhao Shenkong was angry, slapped the Jiugong bag, held a spear in his hand, and killed Fang Lin again.

Fang Lin didn't care, he touched the Jiugong bag, and a big bone stick appeared, and he swung it directly and hit Zhao Shenkong.

After another brief fight, Zhao Shenkong lost to Fang Lin and was hit hard on the chest by a big bone stick. Zhao Shenkong screamed, blood spurted out, and an unknown number of ribs were broken at once. .

Fang Lin would not give Zhao Shenkong any chance to breathe. He chased after him and picked up the big bone stick to hit him on the head.

This time, if it were really hit, Zhao Shenkong's head would probably explode.

At this moment, a golden light flew out of Zhao Shenkong's Jiugong Bag. Fang Lin felt threatened and retreated quickly.

The golden light turned into a long sword and chased after Fang Lin. There was an extremely terrifying aura on the sword, as if it could tear everything apart.

Fang Lin frowned slightly. This sword was extremely powerful and could not be used by Zhao Shenkong. It was obviously a treasure of the Yun Kingdom royal family and was kept by Zhao Shenkong to save his life.

The long sword struck, and Fang Lin snorted, without any fear, and directly hit it with a stick.

With a clang, Fang Lin's arm went numb, and several blood marks appeared on his hand, which were cut by the sword energy of the long sword.

Although the big bone stick was unscathed, it obviously couldn't do anything to the golden sword. At this moment, the sword deviated slightly and rushed over again.

"Fang Lin, you will definitely die!" Zhao Shenkong had already stood up. Although he was seriously injured, he still laughed ferociously, as if he had seen Fang Lin being disemboweled by the golden sword.

Fang Lin frowned slightly: "Do you think I can't do anything with this sword?"

After saying that, Fang Lin patted the Jiugong bag and took out the bloody sword.

When the old man in white saw Fang Lin taking out the bloody sword again, his expression suddenly changed. He thought of the scene where Fang Lin forcibly broke open the Immortal Medicine Pavilion.

Fang Lin swung his bloody sword and suddenly collided with the flying sword light.

There was a sound of breaking, and the golden sword that was so powerful before was suddenly broken into two pieces.

The two sword blades fell to the ground, losing all their light, but the bloody sword was unscathed, with a strange and powerful aura.

Zhao Shenkong's expression suddenly froze, his eyes full of shock and fear.

That golden long sword was his life-saving thing. It was given to him by the Emperor of Yun Kingdom. It could definitely fight against the masters of the ninth level of Earth Yuan.

But he didn't expect that his life-saving thing would be destroyed like this

After killing Zhao Shenkong's life-saving thing, Fang Lin immediately put the bloody sword into his bag. He could already feel that the bloody sword was a little restless and wanted to suck his own blood.

Fang Lin looked indifferent and walked towards Zhao Shenkong step by step.

Zhao Shenkong's face was pale, and he kept retreating, looking at Fang Lin as if looking at a cruel beast.

"What are you going to do? I am the prince of the Yun Kingdom. If you dare to touch me, the Yun Kingdom will not let you go!" Zhao Shenkong shouted with some lack of confidence.

Fang Lin sneered: "Who do you think the royal family of the Yun Kingdom is? If I kill you, will they attack the Qian Kingdom for you?"

Zhao Shenkong felt panic in his heart. Fang Lin was right. Although Zhao Shenkong was very important to Yun State, it was impossible to attack Qian State.

Any country in the Three Kingdoms that dares to act rashly is seeking its own destruction.

Moreover, Zhao Shenkong didn't want to die. He had just emerged and was in his prime, so how could he be willing to die

"Fang Lin, I have many treasures and treasures here. As long as you let me go, these are all yours." Zhao Shenkong quickly presented the Jiugong Bag. Although he was extremely distressed, being able to survive was the key. Others They are all external things.

Fang Lin accepted Zhao Shenkong's Nine Palace Bag very naturally. Just when Zhao Shenkong was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Fang Lin suddenly said: "Leave the things to me, you can go on your way."

Zhao Shenkong was stunned, and started on the road? Which way

Fang Lin took out the big bone stick again, swung it, and smashed it directly towards Zhao Shenkong's head.