"You are very good. Except for the previous fight with a guy from Qin, I have never suffered such an injury. You are the second one." The strong man said with a sneer, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand.
"That being said, I'm pretty good at it." Fang Lin said with a smile, feeling a little smug.
The strong man showed a sneer: "You are worthy of me using all my strength to defeat you. After you are defeated, remember my name. My name is Ying Li."
Fang Lin scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "What, I'm not very good at remembering other people's names, so I'm afraid I won't be able to remember them."
When Ying Li heard the words, he snorted heavily, and the Buddhist scriptures on his arms fluttered one by one, and they all disappeared into Ying Li's body.
This scene made Fang Lin even more fearful. This was obviously not a martial art from the Nine Kingdoms, but from the Seven Seas Buddhism.
"Why do you know Buddhist martial arts?" Fang Lin asked.
Ying Li said expressionlessly: "Don't you know, there have been several wars between the Nine Kingdoms and Qihai, and some of the martial arts from Qihai have also been obtained by the Nine Kingdoms."
Fang Lin nodded when he heard this. He had only heard a little bit about the war between the Nine Kingdoms and Qihai, but he didn't know much about it.
As the scriptures continued to sink into Ying Li's body, Fang Lin could clearly feel that this person's energy and blood were getting stronger and stronger, and he had completely broken through the limit of the ninth level of spiritual veins, comparable to the strong men in the spiritual bone realm.
Fang Lin's eyes were solemn, he didn't expect that this guy could be stronger.
At this moment, Ying Li's physical strength and strength have reached the realm of spiritual bones. In this state, he is capable of fighting even when facing a real spiritual bone expert.
Fang Lin secretly sighed. He was indeed a genius from the Three Kingdoms. This guy was obviously much more powerful than the sword-wielding man he met last time. He was not on the same level at all.
"As expected, the people of the Three Kingdoms must not be underestimated." Fang Lin said with a hint of helplessness.
When all the scriptures were absorbed into his body, Ying Li had a sneer on his lips, and he suddenly rushed towards Fang Lin like an arrow from a string.
No one arrived yet, but the momentum started first, like a huge wave, hitting Fang Lin hard.
This momentum alone has already made Fang Lin unstable. If Ying Li's physical body attacks, Fang Lin will definitely be unable to resist it.
At the critical moment, Fang Lin controlled the ink-colored seal, and black light surged from it, hitting Na Yingli fiercely.
"This treasure can't do anything to me anymore!" Ying Li shouted, and with one punch, the power of his energy and blood transformed into a fierce tiger, slamming into the big ink seal.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and the big ink seal flew out upside down. It was completely unable to stop Ying Li, who was in an extreme state at this moment.
When Fang Lin saw this, without hesitation, he patted the Nine Palace Bag, and he took out the Ancient Flame God Lamp.
"I don't want to use this treasure, but it's a pity that you are too powerful." Fang Lin held the ancient flame god lamp and dripped his own blood into it.
For a moment, flames swept out, carrying an extremely hot aura, as if they were going to burn everything.
Ying Li's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately stopped and looked at the sweeping flames with great solemnity.
The next moment, Ying Li didn't hold back any more. He patted the Nine Palace Bag, and a golden copper bell appeared, flying directly above him with an awe-inspiring aura.
When the flames hit, the golden copper bell suddenly shook, and a suction force emerged.
The flame seemed to be affected. It no longer moved towards Ying Li, but was continuously sucked into the golden copper bell.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ying Li moved and appeared directly in front of Fang Lin. He punched Fang Lin directly in front of him with a fierce punch.
Fang Lin did not retreat, his eyes were very cold, and even though that powerful punch had already arrived in front of him, he was not frightened at all.
It seemed as if he had given up completely, and he seemed not to have seen the punch coming at all.
The flames of the ancient Flame God lamp in Fang Lin's hand lit up again, and a fist of flames instantly condensed out.
All this was so sudden that Ying Li didn't even react. He was too close to Fang Lin, and the punch was already on the string and had to be fired, leaving no room for stopping or retreating.
The fists clashed, and the flames suddenly exploded, and an extremely hot aura instantly enveloped both of them.
Fang Lin had the Ancient Flame God Lamp in his hand, so the flames could not hurt him, and he could not even feel the slightest heat at all.
But Ying Li couldn't do it. The distance was too close, and the flame explosion completely affected him. The extremely hot breath caused his body to be severely damaged almost instantly.
After all, it is a body of flesh and blood, and it is still far from being invulnerable to water and fire. Even if it is invulnerable to water and fire, the power of this ancient flame god lamp is far greater than that of ordinary fire, and it has unimaginable power.
Ying Li shouted, his whole body was tainted by the flames, and he rushed out, constantly flopping on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on his body.
Fang Lin walked out of the flames, holding the Ancient Flame God Lamp in his hand, unscathed, as if nothing had happened.
Looking at Ying Li who was still struggling and roaring on the ground, Fang Lin immediately used the Ancient Flame God Lamp to absorb the flames from his body.
Even so, half of Ying Li's life was gone. Many parts of his body were no longer human and were burnt black.
"You lost." Fang Lin said, with no joy or sadness on his face, and no joy at all in defeating a powerful enemy.
Ying Li was lying on the ground, his breath weak, and his half-scorched face showed unwillingness and ferocity.
"You can't win with force." Ying Li gritted his teeth and said as if he wanted to struggle to stand up.
Fang Lin didn't give him a chance and punched him directly, knocking him to the ground.
In a flash of light, Ying Li disappeared in front of Fang Lin, and the sound of his victory rang in his ears.
With a long breath, Fang Lin put away the ancient flame god lamp, his eyes full of solemnity.
He was indeed unable to win this battle, but no matter what, he had already won and defeated his opponent.
But Ying Li's strength made Fang Lin feel huge pressure. Is this the strength possessed by the real genius of the Three Kingdoms? If there were more people like Ying Li in the Three Kingdoms, or people even more powerful than him, then Fang Lin could not imagine the subsequent battle between the Nine Kingdoms.
Fang Lin did not want to encounter such a strong enemy again and use treasures to win. If this was really the case, Fang Lin could use treasures from the beginning and push them all the way. There is no need to spend so much. of strength.
At the same time, in the distant Yuan Kingdom, in an ancient and magnificent hall, Ying Li appeared covered with injuries.
Everyone in the hall was shocked to see Ying Li injured like this.