The black-faced man was shocked in his heart, although the power of his punch did not contain holy qi, but it was also a condensation of his demonic energy, which was equivalent to a full blow. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But it was such an all-out blow, but it was still dissolved by Fang Lin's understatement, which was a little unacceptable to the black-faced man.

"Look at your appearance, it should be from the Black Tiger Clan, what's your name? Fang Lin asked with a smile.

The black-faced man gritted his teeth, but did not answer, and struck again, a tiger-like roar in his throat.

The next moment, the black-faced man's body was like the wind, with a murderous aura, and he rushed straight towards Fang Lin.

Both palms came out together, and even more demonic qi turned into sharp tiger claws, which were enough to tear apart the body of any martial artist below the fifth level of spirit bones.

If it were someone else, in the face of such a fierce attack by the black-faced man, he was afraid that he would have to dodge, and he would not dare to confront him head-on.

But Fang Lin was not afraid at all, and his palms also came out together, colliding directly with a pair of tiger claws of the black-faced man.

Click, click!

The tiger's claws shattered, and the black-faced man was startled and retreated again and again.

Fang Lin suddenly flew up and kicked the black-faced man in the chest, kicking him so hard that he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The black-faced man's expression changed completely, although it was only a moment of perseverance, three punches and two kicks, he had completely fallen into the disadvantage, and he was beaten so embarrassed.

"How did this kid become so strong?" the other four demon clan youths looked at each other, all in disbelief.

The strength of the black-faced man was one of the best among them, and he originally thought that with his strength, he should be able to defeat Fang Lin.

But now it seems that Fang Lin's strength is far beyond imagination, and the black-faced man is probably not his opponent.

"Damn!" the black-faced man stood firm, the holy qi in his body stirred, and a blow containing the holy qi was unleashed.

Tiger Claw Splitting the Sky!

A huge tiger claw, with the momentum of tearing everything apart, fell from the sky and went straight to the square forest.

Seeing this, Fang Lin pointed out, which was also a finger condensed with holy qi.

Bang!

The tiger's claws collapsed, and the power of the holy qi fingers did not diminish much, and they continued to fly towards the black-faced man.

In the face of such a sharp finger, the black-faced man attacked with all his might, and although he blocked it, blood was still shocked from the corner of his mouth.

"Come again!" The black-faced man couldn't believe it, as the ancient blood in his body boiled, his body rushed and he came to Fang Lin.

"Do you want a physical duel?" Fang Lin smiled lightly, this was exactly what he wanted.

The two fought with fists and feet, completely fighting with pure flesh, and the fight was whose flesh was stronger.

The black-faced man was very confident in his physical body, he was a member of the Black Tiger clan, his physical body was strong, and he had experienced the Holy Qi Quenching Body, and his physical body was at least twice as strong as before the Holy Tree was cultivated.

He knew that Fang Lin's physical body was also very powerful, but the black-faced man was still more confident in his physical body, after all, he was a black tiger, and he still had an advantage in terms of racial talent.

But after a while, the black-faced man just knew that he was completely wrong, this guy was even more perverted than himself.

Between the collision of fists and palms, Fang Lin had nothing to do, and he looked quite relaxed, while on the other hand, the black-faced man was already a little bruised and swollen on his fists, obviously unable to withstand Fang Lin's extremely tough fist.

"You're not enough!" Fang Lin whispered, and the Qilin Fist unleashed, colliding with the black-faced man's right fist.

Hearing only a click, the black-faced man's right arm was directly broken by Fang Lin.

At this moment, the black-faced man could be regarded as knowing Fang Lin's strength, and he retreated again and again, not daring to fight Fang Lin again.

The black-faced man was clutching his broken right arm, his face was covered with beads of sweat caused by pain, his expression was a little distorted, and a pair of tiger eyes stared at Fang Lin.

Fang Lin didn't continue to shoot, seemingly disdainful of taking advantage of the black-faced man's injury.

It's the black-faced man, he is in a bit of a dilemma at the moment, he was going to fight against Fang Lin before, but now he was beaten by the other party and even broke his hand bones, how can he continue to fight?

Do you really want to let the other four demon geniuses attack together to besiege this Fang Lin?

The black-faced man had this idea, but in this way, it was too embarrassing, and even if he won the battle, it would be extremely dishonorable to say it.

In the distance, Crane Jinfeng and the Fox Clan woman all had shocked expressions, especially Crane Jinfeng, he had fought with Fang Lin, and he knew very well what Fang Lin's strength was.

Although he lost to Fang Lin, if Fang Lin wanted to defeat him Hejin Peak, he also needed to do his best.

And the strength of the black-faced man was even stronger than his He Jinfeng, but at this moment, facing Fang Lin, he didn't have much power to parry.

What does this mean?

It shows that Fang Lin's strength, after this Holy Tree cultivation, he has improved too much, and the strength before the Holy Tree's cultivation is completely different.

"This person is actually so strong, my demon clan is young, who can defeat him?" said the fox clan woman in a solemn tone.

He Jinfeng shook his head: "Judging from his current strength, among the younger generation of my demon clan, except for those two or three, I'm afraid no one will be this person's opponent." ”

Hearing He Jinfeng's words, the fox woman gasped, the two or three in his mouth were the undisputed kings of the younger generation of the demon clan, at least a grade stronger than He Jinfeng, the so-called geniuses of the demon clan.

However, those two or three demon geniuses had already gone through the cultivation of the holy tree, and they all entered the demon clan's cave heaven at this moment, seeking the power of the ancient origin.

"Are you saying that this Fang Lin can already compete with those two or three?" said the fox woman in disbelief.

He Jinfeng nodded, he had been in contact with one of the two or three, and even the other party's strength was terrifying.

The current Fang Lin gave him the feeling that he was indeed not much weaker than the two or three strongest geniuses of the demon clan.

"Then now that Tiger Rock and the others are on it together, they should be able to compete. The fox woman said.

He Jinfeng didn't speak, even he couldn't say this, maybe Huyan and the five of them could indeed compete with Fang Lin.

Fang Lin beckoned to Hu Yan, the black-faced man, and said with a smile: "Do you want to continue fighting?"

Hu Yan gritted his teeth fiercely and looked back at the four demon geniuses behind him.

The four demon clan geniuses immediately stepped forward and stood side by side with Tiger Rock.

This posture is to ask several demon clan geniuses to strike together to deal with Fang Lin.

Although it is a bit embarrassing, the strength of the forest below them makes them have to join forces, otherwise, anyone will lose one-on-one.

"You are very strong, you have robbed us of the holy qi that originally belonged to us, so you have the strength you have now, but if I wait for a few people to join forces, no matter how strong you are, you can't compete!" Hu Yan said viciously. (To be continued.) )