One of the two holds a sword, the other holds a gun, constantly releasing their respective auras, confronting each other like two extremes.
Fang Lin's expression was solemn, and there was no trace of relaxation or carelessness in his heart. This was the first time he had truly faced a talented warrior from the Three Kingdoms. Although it was still unclear what this person's strength was, he would definitely not be able to fight against him this time. easy.
The sword-wielding man took advantage of his higher level than Fang Lin and struck first. He swung the long sword in his hand and suddenly a fierce sword energy swept over him.
The sword energy carries the inner energy, which is extraordinarily majestic and powerful.
Fang Lin snorted coldly, and stretched out the Xuanhai Dragon Bone Spear in his hand. Suddenly, the shadow of the dragon filled the air, colliding with the sharp sword energy with majestic power.
boom! ! ! !
Fang Lin's body trembled slightly, but then he rushed forward with a gun, and the man with the sword moved very quickly. In one step, the long sword was already approaching Fang Lin's door.
Keng! ! !
The long sword struck the gun body hard, and there was a sound of gold and iron, and a huge force came from the long sword.
Fang Lin was shocked and took a few steps back involuntarily. On the other hand, the man holding the sword was as steady as a mountain, motionless, with a bit of contempt in his eyes.
"Is this your power?" the man holding the sword said, his words seemed to be a bit disdainful to Fang Lin.
Fang Lin frowned. This man was actually at the eighth level of spiritual veins, and he was far from being comparable to ordinary eighth-level spiritual pulse warriors.
This man's sword was extremely heavy, wide open and closed, and powerful and heavy. Even though Fang Lin's physical strength was strong, he couldn't gain any advantage in a head-on fight.
"Come again!" Fang Lin shouted, and faced him again with a gun. Even though his opponent was strong, he was not afraid at all, but his fighting spirit was high.
There was sarcasm in the corner of the man's mouth, and he increased the strength of the sword in his hand, and suddenly struck Fang Lin with a slash.
This battle was extremely difficult for Fang Lin. No matter in terms of realm or strength, Fang Lin had no advantage and was suppressed by his opponent. Fortunately, the Xuanhai Jiao Bone Spear in his hand was sharp enough and not weaker than the long sword in the man's hand. Otherwise, , Fang Lin's situation is even more difficult.
"You're very good, but it's a pity that your level is too low!" The man holding the sword suddenly said coldly, as if he didn't have the patience to continue arguing with Fang Lin.
I saw the aura of the sword in the man holding the sword changing. From its original wide opening and closing, it became cunning and agile. Like a poisonous snake hiding in the darkness, it emerged from various tricky corners and pierced Fang Lin.
The sudden change in the opponent's sword posture made it difficult for Fang Lin to change for a while, and he felt a bit in a hurry.
Fortunately, he opened his spiritual eyes in time and used the power of his spiritual eyes to suppress the actions of the man holding the sword, giving Fang Lin time to adjust himself.
"Such a strong spiritual eye!" The man's expression finally changed, no longer showing contempt, but a little more caution.
Fang Lin's spiritual eyes made the sword-wielding man feel threatened. He himself did not have such a powerful spiritual eyes, and even among the many peers he knew, few had such powerful spiritual eyes as Fang Lin.
"It seems that we really can't underestimate you!" the man holding the sword said. There was also a spiritual eye open in front of his forehead. Although it was not as good as Fang Lin's spiritual eye, it still reached a certain level, which affected the suppression power of Fang Lin's spiritual eye. .
Without saying a word, Fang Lin suddenly thrust out the Xuanhai Dragon Bone Spear in his hand. His momentum continued to rise, and a faint shadow of a dragon could be seen emerging, hovering over the spear.
When the man saw this, his long sword suddenly emitted a dazzling cold light. Visible to the naked eye, there were even more strange lines emerging on the sword body.
"Kill!" The man shouted, and the long sword came out of his hand, slashing at the dragon's phantom with a murderous aura.
Just hearing a bang, the dragon's shadow dimmed instantly, and the long sword was also blocked.
Fang Lin groaned. Even though he blocked the long sword, the power also affected him. Even though he was physically strong, it was still a bit too much for him.
At this moment, the man rushed over very fast, and another sword appeared in his hand.
Fang Lin retreated continuously, his Qilin suit covering his whole body, and he displayed Qilin martial arts.
"Get out!" With a roar, the Qilin Fist roared out, and even more majestic energy and blood surged out.
The man was not afraid at all. He also punched and collided hard with Fang Lin's fist. With his other hand, he swung his sword and dropped it towards Fang Lin's chest.
But the next moment, the man's expression completely changed.
I saw a black light emerging from Fang Lin's chest, like an iron plate, blocking the falling sword in the man's hand.
The power of Fang Lin's punch was also extremely shocking, causing the man to stumble backwards and almost lose his balance.
"Demon bone?" The man stared at Fang Lin. The power of the black light was definitely a demon bone, and it seemed to be related to Qilin.
Naturally, he would not believe that it was the demon bone of Qilin. After all, Qilin is an ancient beast and it is so rare. Even a piece of Qilin demon bone is a priceless treasure. Treasures of this level may not be found in the Three Kingdoms.
"You know the stuff!" Fang Lin grinned, waved his hand, and the Xuanhai Jiao Bone Gun returned to his hand.
The man took a deep breath and held both swords in his hands. His aura seemed much stronger than before.
Fang Lin could tell that the two swords in this man's hands were not ordinary objects. They looked like sharp weapons made by skilled craftsmen.
But now with both swords in hand, this man must be stronger than before.
"My two swords are rarely used together, so you are relatively lucky." The man said coldly, with a strong sword energy permeating the two swords.
In a moment, this place was shrouded in sword energy. Fang Lin stood here, as if he was in a mountain of swords and a sea of swords, feeling tingling all over his body.
"Sword Prison! Strangle!" The man shouted, and both swords came out, like wind, like rain, like dragons and dragons, and all the sword energy in the sky was stirred up.
At this moment, in this independent space, it seems that all living creatures will be strangled to pieces by this dense sword energy.
Fang Lin's face was solemn. At the moment when the sword energy exploded, he quickly slapped the Nine Palace Bag, and eighty-one pill furnaces flew out, turning into a magic circle to protect all directions around his body.
Boom boom boom boom boom! ! ! !
The sword energy kept coming, and even though the eighty-one alchemy furnaces turned into magic formations, it was extremely difficult to resist. Moreover, the sword energy was particularly sharp, and soon cracks appeared on the surface of more than a dozen alchemy furnaces. .
If this continues, these eighty-one alchemy furnaces will not be able to hold on for too long before they will be destroyed by the sword energy.
When Fang Lin saw this, he knew that if he kept his hand, the situation would become even more unfavorable to him, so he immediately displayed the martial arts of the Supreme Temple.