The young Daoist stared at the majestic True Dragon Phantom behind Fang Lin, his face had a solemn expression, and when he waved the dust, the black giant sword roared and fell directly towards Fang Lin. net

The giant sword was a hundred zhang long, and just relying on the sharp sword qi of this giant sword was enough to kill the Great Immortal.

If it is slashed by this giant sword itself, I am afraid that even the immortal powerhouse will be hit hard.

Roar!!!

The True Dragon Phantom roared angrily, and it actually flew directly towards the giant sword, seemingly to have the most dangerous confrontation with the giant sword.

The next moment, the True Dragon Phantom and the Giant Sword collided together, and both Fang Lin and the Young Daoist snorted.

Boom Boom Boom Boom !!!

The sound of impact continued to sound, and the True Dragon Phantom and the Giant Sword competed against each other, both extremely powerful, and there was no winner in several encounters.

Such a majesty made many of the high-ranking people present tremble, this was simply not a battle that ordinary martial artists could imagine, even the Great Immortals were not qualified to intervene.

"Slash!" the young Taoist snorted softly, and between the waves of the dust, a ray of light poured into the giant sword, making the giant sword's aura even more surging.

Fang Lin also released a wave of holy tree power and poured into the True Dragon Phantom, and saw that the True Dragon Phantom became more condensed, as if it had become a real flesh and blood body.

The giant sword and the true dragon phantom collided again, and I saw that the real dragon phantom was about to dim, and there seemed to be a crack on the body.

And the giant sword also shattered a section of the sword body, and the small section of the sword body that was collapsed dissipated above the heavenly dome.

A trace of blood from the deep corners of the young Daoist's mouth was wiped away by him lightly, while Fang Lin was slightly pale, looking much better than the young Daoist.

The True Dragon Phantom returned to Fang Lin's body, and the giant sword that had lost almost all of its power was also put into the sleeve of the young Daoist, and the two sides seemed to be fighting on a par.

"You can't even cut a real dragon phantom, and what do you say about slaying dragons, you can really talk big. Fang Lin said sarcastically.

The young Daoist looked indifferent, looked at Fang Lin not far away, and said: "The sword intent is enough, the sword qi is insufficient, if the poor Dao cultivation goes further, you can't stop this sword." ”

The sneer on Fang Lin's face was even worse: "Cultivation is going further, you are probably like this in your life, don't think about going further." ”

The young Taoist smiled slightly, not caring about Fang Lin's sarcasm.

"Leave the head of the True Martial Hall Master, Poor Dao can no longer move with you, let you leave safely, and Poor Dao also knows that if you want to leave, Poor Dao can't stop you. The young Taoist said.

Fang Lin pursed his lips disdainfully: "I don't mean to leave so soon, if you have the ability, drive me out." ”

Hearing this, the young Taoist sighed softly, and then looked at Fang Lin with a very serious gaze: "Even if Your Excellency is strong, if you really touch the bottom line of the sect, I'm afraid that Your Excellency will not be able to leave if you want to." ”

Fang Lin grinned: "Yes, I have already seen the great thousand Buddhas of Buddhism, and there is also an immortal powerhouse like you in the Daomen, so what about Confucianism? Confucianism will not be so shabby, not even an immortal powerhouse, right?"

Hearing Fang Lin's words, the Confucian masters in the Lingwu Chess Sect were all extremely angry, but it seemed that there was indeed no immortal powerhouse in the Confucian Sect, and even if there were, they didn't know it at all.

The young Taoist said: "The strength of the Great Thousand Buddhas is still above the poor road, as for the one of the Confucian sects, I am afraid that he is also silently looking at Your Excellency, if Your Excellency is repeatedly pressed, or the poor Dao cannot stop Your Excellency, that person will naturally come out, and then Your Excellency will have to face two immortals, how much chance do you still have?"

Fang Lin's expression was calm, and he didn't seem to care too much about the young Daoist's words: "Two immortal powerhouses, even if they are two immortal powerhouses, if I want to leave, you can stop me?"

"Stop. The young Taoist said with a serious face.

When Fang Lin heard this, his face was full of contempt, but he was still secretly vigilant in his heart, this young Taoist was so confident, could it be that the Confucian's immortal powerhouse was very strong?

"How? Poor Dao is willing to take a step back with you, and Poor Dao promises that he will never have any entanglement with you in the future. The young Taoist said again.

Fang Lin frowned slightly, and suddenly looked at the sea below, with a hint of coldness on his face.

"Hide your head and hide your tail, don't you show up yet?" Fang Lin said coldly.

Rumble!

The sea suddenly exploded, and I saw a picture scroll floating out of the sea, and on top of the picture scroll stood a figure, wearing a plain white robe, wearing a jade crown, and his face was quite handsome, as if the person who painted it had walked out.

Fang Lin snorted, and directly punched at this person.

Seeing that between the waves of this person's sleeves, his palm was pushed out, and the mighty aura spread, colliding with Fang Lin's fist.

Suddenly, the two forces continued to stir, Fang Lin's body shook slightly, and the man on the scroll also took two steps back.

Another immortal!

Fang Lin's face was expressionless, and he didn't feel much surprise in his heart, after all, this is the territory of Confucianism, and even the immortal powerhouses of the Daomen have appeared, so will the immortal powerhouses of the Confucian sect continue to hide and not appear?

"What a good body!" said the man on the scroll in admiration, and with a light step on his feet, the scroll disappeared, and he himself came to the place where the young Taoist was.

"Old friend, you're forcing me to show up. The plain-robed man said to the young man.

The young Taoist smiled slightly: "The poor Dao has traveled thousands of miles to help, but you have never shown up, which is inevitably a little unreasonable." ”

The plain-robed man glanced at the Lingwu Chess Sect not far away, and said, "If it hurts my Confucian fundamentals, I will naturally not stand by. ”

At this time, the Confucian people in the Lingwu Chess Sect all had doubts when they saw the plain-robed man, and only the Liu Laozhai Master who returned to the sea painting and the Song Sect Master of the Lingwu Chess Sect recognized this person.

"Situ Old Ancestor!" Lord Liu Laozhai showed a shocked look on his face, the man in the plain robe was a famous big man in the Confucian sect thousands of years ago, but he had disappeared for too many years, and there were not many people in the entire Confucian sect who still remembered this big man.

"I can't imagine that Situ Lao Zu is still alive, it seems that the catastrophe of my Confucian sect today is over. Sect Master Song also said with a look of joy on his face.

Fang Lin looked coldly at the young Daoist and the plain-robed man, even though both of them were immortal powerhouses, Fang Lin was still not afraid, and his eyes were even more warlike.

What about the two Immortal Strongmen? In Fang Lin's opinion, these two Immortal Stronghouses together were not as good as a Sealed Sword Pavilion Master.

On the way to martial arts, the immortal is to enter the hall, and only when he steps into immortality can he be called a true powerhouse.

In the most glorious era of martial arts, immortals were nothing, and immortal martial artists could already be called masters.

But like the Immortal Realm, the Immortal Realm is also divided into several levels.

The Eastern Pole Heavenly King of the Dan League, although he is a cultivator of the Immortal Realm, is only in the early stage of Immortality, after all, he is a figure of this era, and the cultivation age is not particularly long, only in the past hundred years has he really stepped into the Immortal Realm.

And a strong person like the Sword Sealing Pavilion Lord is afraid that they all have at least the cultivation of the indestructible mid-stage, and even in Fang Lin's opinion, the Fengjian Pavilion Lord is very likely to have reached the late immortal stage.

At least Fang Lin knew that in the 100,000 mountains and rivers that he defeated the Sealed Sword Pavilion Lord, the water was really a bit big, and God knew how much strength that Sealed Sword Pavilion Lord had retained.

And the two people in front of him, one is an immortal powerhouse of the Dao Sect, and the other is an immortal powerhouse of the Confucian Sect, although they are both immortal, but in Fang Lin's opinion, these two guys are just the same as the East Pole Heavenly King, and they have not even reached the middle stage of immortality.

Fang Lin's current strength, it was not too difficult to defeat an early stage immortal master, even against a mid-stage immortal master, he would be able to fight on par with his true dragon physique.

Therefore, even if he faced two immortal masters at the same time, Fang Lin was not afraid at all.

However, defeat and killing are two completely different concepts, defeating the indestructible powerhouse, Fang Lin can do it at the moment, but if it is said that killing an indestructible master, it is a little unrealistic.

Just like what the green-robed Daoist said, he could fight with Fang Lin inexorably, but it was difficult to defeat Fang Lin, if Fang Lin wanted to leave, he couldn't stop him alone.

Fang Lin wanted to defeat the blue-robed Daoist with seven or eight points of certainty, but if he wanted to kill him, it would be impossible, if the other party wanted to live, Fang Lin had no way to kill him with one blow.

After all, when it comes to immortal cultivation, unless you want to die, or if Shou Yuan is really over, it is too difficult and too difficult to kill an immortal powerhouse.

"Little friend, cultivation is not easy to come by, you are just a little immortal realm, it is rare to be able to fight with immortality, let's leave today, so as not to make mistakes. Situ Lao Zu spoke, with a bit of easy-going between his words, but the threat was also implied here.

Fang Lin smiled: "You can also see that I am just a little immortal cultivator, but you can't even solve my little immortal life, what face do you have standing here?"

Hearing Fang Lin's words, many people in the Daomen and Confucian Sects were ugly, and they were even more jealous.

"Xiaoyou is indeed a genius in the sky, but also a person of monstrous luck, if it is another hundred years, I am afraid that no one in the present generation will be able to compete with Xiaoyou. Situ Old Ancestor said loudly, as if he was touting Fang Lin.

But the next moment, Situ Lao Zu's voice changed: "But Xiaoyou must also know that if I wait for the two of us to join forces, you will definitely be defeated, and you may even die here, do you really want to bury yourself here for the sake of a momentary anger? If I were Xiaoyou, I would definitely not be so reckless." ”

Fang Lin looked at the Situ Ancestor with a mocking expression: "You said this, in fact, you are not sure that you can leave me in your heart, if you want me to retreat by yourself, you can save yourself and lose face, right?"

When Situ Lao Zu heard this, his expression was as usual, and he smiled lightly: "With your strength, Xiaoyou, if I wait for the two of you to join forces, even if you want to leave, I'm afraid it won't be so easy, after all, I've been looking at your methods for a long time, and you don't know much about the methods of me and the other two." ”

"I don't need to know, and I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense with you, if you want to fight, I want to see if the two of you can defeat me together?" After Fang Lin finished speaking, the power of the holy tree in his body surged, converging into a big hand that covered the sky, and blasted towards the young Daoist and the old man Situ.

Everyone was shocked, this Fang Lin Mo was crazy, and he actually wanted to do something to two immortal powerhouses at the same time? He was really conceited to such an extent?

"Toast without eating and drinking, Xiaoyou is too big. Situ Old Ancestor snorted coldly, and then suddenly pointed out with a sharp finger.

I saw the cyan fingers soaring, colliding with the big hand that covered the sky with an incomparable momentum.

The young Taoist flashed and appeared in front of Fang Lin, the yin and yang qi condensed around the young Taoist, and vaguely seemed that the young Taoist's physique had also been improved because of this.

Bang!

Fang Lin and the young Daoist attacked each other, and the two of them retreated, Fang Lin's true dragon physique was still stronger than the other party, taking advantage of some advantages.

However, Fang Lin found that this young Daoist's physique seemed to be a little stronger than just now, although it was not as good as himself, but compared to the perfect golden body of the Negative Yue King Kong, there was not much difference.

At this moment, Situ Ancestor's finger had already broken Fang Lin's palm, and Situ Ancestor himself had come to Fang Lin's approach and joined forces with the Tsing Yi Dao people to fight Fang Lin.

Relying on the physique of the true dragon and the sharpness of the ancient spear in his hand, Fang Lin fought two immortal masters alone, and he did not fall behind, but he also had contacts and contacts, occupying a lot of initiative.

This scene made the people of Taoism and Confucianism around them feel unbelievable, and I am afraid that they will never forget what they saw today for the rest of their lives.

The immortal powerhouse who has always seemed to be unpredictable on the top, but today he can't take a descendant who hasn't even reached the realm of great immortality with two to one, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it is estimated that no one would believe that this kind of thing happened.

"This son is really terrible, could it be that the luck of this era is concentrated on this son alone?" said Liu Laozhai in a trembling voice.

Sect Master Song stood aside with a bitter and complicated expression, and he didn't know what to say, they had cultivated for thousands of years, consumed an unknown number of pills and heavenly treasures, and experienced an unknown number of difficulties and crises before they had today's cultivation.

But this Fang Lin, who has been famous for less than ten years, and is less than thirty years old, already has such a terrifying strength, if it is still so smooth sailing in the future, then it is indeed as Situ Lao Zu said, after a hundred years, who else can be the opponent of Fang Lin in this era?

In just over a hundred years, is there going to be an invincible powerhouse in the human race?

"It's better for this son to die here today, otherwise the grievances between my three sects and him are so deep, I'm afraid that there will be even more peace in the future. "Daomen, the black-robed master said.

The white-robed master nodded, obviously agreeing with his words, if Fang Lin didn't die, the threat in the future was too terrifying.

Needless to say, in the future, the current Fang Lin is already a powerhouse that is difficult to match, if it weren't for the three sects and the immortal powerhouse, I'm afraid Fang Lin alone would be able to push the three sects sideways.

Bang!

Fang Lin forcibly took the young Daoist's palm, but he returned two punches on the young Daoist and Situ Old Ancestor, shaking both of them backwards again and again.