With a thought in his mind, he stepped out with Lingbo Steps. He was already two feet away. Because his body became stronger, his Lingbo Steps were also directly strengthened by 50%.
The movement speed is faster, and the body shape is more weird and unpredictable.
The disciple of the Divine Sword Sect only felt a shadow flash before his eyes. When he came back to his senses, his arm had been broken or his chest had been dented by a punch.
Fang Lin transformed into a ghost and shuttled among the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect. He could deal with a spirit palace realm with just one punch and one kick. It must be said that it was quite refreshing.
"It's not enough to see another hundred spiritual palace realms in front of me!"
Fang Lin looked at his results and smiled with satisfaction.
The Spirit King of Shen Dao Sect finally noticed the tragic death that occurred in the center of the crowd, and immediately dispersed, but did not flee, because they knew that if they escaped, the remaining people would surely die.
When Fang Lin frees up his hands and the City Lord's Mansion wins, these people will also die. ??
Everyone looked at each other and could see each other's thoughts.
"kill him!"
"We can't let him live!"
"He is too strong, and those below the spiritual palace level will suffer heavy casualties!"
After everyone made the decision, they immediately used all their attacks and poured them down on Fang Lin in an instant. Moreover, they also knew that fighting alone would only lead to death.
"The Formation of Trapped Beasts!"
Everyone shouted loudly, and a circle of fairy energy immediately surrounded Fang Lin.
At this time, such tyrannical power swallowed up Fang Lin in an instant.
"It's indeed a good formation, but it's a pity that you didn't have the time to complete it!"
Fang Lin could tell at a glance that this formation was an advanced formation, but because it was so advanced, it took a lot of energy and a long time to complete.
At this moment, a thin and transparent formation appeared around him, and Fang Lin judged that it had at most 10% of the power in its heyday.
"I won't give you a chance."
Fang Lin sneered and rushed directly to the edge of the formation.
"Speed up! He's going to rush out."
When the disciples of Shen Dao Sect saw this, they immediately became anxious. They knew that Fang Lin was a ferocious beast, and once he was released, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Hurry up and don't let him escape."
"We have tried our best."
Everyone used their strongest strength to try to suppress it.
Fang Lin sneered and paid no attention to him. He held Fu Xian's fist glove in his hand and punched him with all his strength.
The thin formation shook for a while and then turned into countless fragments.
"Uh-huh! Danger."
Everyone involved in the formation felt a backlash, their power disappeared for a moment, and Fang Lin's figure became blurry in front of their eyes.
When they reacted and opened their eyes, Fang Lin was already in front of them.
"Hello, it's a pity that you can't live anymore!"
"What?" The man was stunned for a while. He didn't understand why Fang Lin said that. He only felt frightened.
Fang Lin smiled and punched out.
Boom! The man felt tens of thousands of kilograms of force hitting his stomach, and his internal organs suddenly turned into a ball of minced meat. He knew he was dead.
After rushing out with explosive force, the man flew backwards and fell to the ground, dead.
"Ah, you actually killed my fellow sect member, Fang Lin, seeking death!"
The others were shocked, and reacted with grief and anger. They were all Spirit Kings, and they were all Spirit Kings of three, four, and five stars. Logically speaking, their combined strength far exceeded Fang Lin.
The power that Fang Lin is showing now is almost the same as that of a six-star spiritual king.
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This huge sense of disparity almost swallowed up everyone present. Forget it, I’m tired, let’s destroy it!
"kill!"
"kill him!"
"Kill!"
This uniform cry of killing already represents the common aspirations of these Divine Sword Sect Spirit Kings. The Fang Lin in front of them is an evildoer and a monster. They have no other choice but to unite as one to kill him.
"Kill him and avenge your fellow sect!" ??
The Spirit King of the Divine Sword Sect has become desperate. Now there are shouts and shouts of killing all around. They can only stare at Fang Lin closely and try to kill him in order to prevent him from causing greater losses to the Divine Sword Sect.
However, their lives will undoubtedly be consumed in Fang Lin's hands.
"Then come and enjoy yourself!"
Fang Lin has just cultivated a high-level treasure body and is eager to try it. He hopes that more masters will come from the Divine Sword Sect.
A swordsman rushed forward, and Fang Lin punched out without saying a word. He had already understood the meaning of the sword and knew the way of the sword very well. He could immediately find the swordsman's flaw and solve it with one punch.
If a swordsman rushes towards you from the right, use your left uppercut to deal with it.
Left hook, right hook, straight punch, long punch...
Fang Lin used almost all his physical skills, and a very funny scene appeared in front of him.
The disciples of the Shen Dao Sect were all immortal cultivators. Before they could use their immortal skills, they were knocked away by Fang Lin with one punch after another.
"Ouch!" "Help me!"
Immediately, countless Divine Sword Sect Spirit Kings were lying around Fang Lin who could not get up.
Of course Fang Lin would not be polite, "Create your own Thousand Hands Fist!"
Fang Lin stood up from the ground, mobilized a large amount of fairy energy to condense on his fists, and then punched these people down. He punched quickly, and hundreds of fist shadows suddenly appeared in front of him, each one
Every punch is real.
Bang bang bang! Each punch hit these people's Dantian accurately, one punch crippled them, and then another punch crippled their necks.
Even if these people know some magic tricks, they will never survive.
Ye Zhenyan was immediately furious, but he still had to command the overall situation and could not go out personally, so he directly ordered an Eight-Star Spirit King to kill Fang Lin!
Because at this time, the only few Spirit Emperors were fighting against the Spirit Emperors in the City Lord's Mansion, and the Half-Step Spirit Emperors also had their own opponents, and it would be a long time before they could free their hands.
But Ye Zhenyan was very eager to kill Fang Lin and was unwilling to wait any longer.
Ye Zhenyan's thoughts are very clear.
"Kill Fang Lin!"
"Master, don't worry."
Mu Changbai followed the order and immediately came to Fang Lin. However, he did not step forward. Instead, he took out a staff with one hand. Fang Lin could tell that it was a divine weapon of the highest level.
Fang Lin looked carefully and found that this man was less than thirty-five years old. He was so young and still of such a high level. He held a supreme-level magic weapon in his hand. He seemed to be a direct disciple of the Divine Sword Sect.
Mu Changbai held the staff in his hand and paused on the ground. Two monsters immediately rushed out of the monster ring. The Changfeng Wolf, with a body ten feet tall and huge minions, rushed towards Fang Lin with an indomitable momentum.
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"It turned out to be a monster wolf, so interesting."
Fang Lin suddenly felt quite curious. He had fought against many people, even demonic cultivators, but he had not fought against monsters for a long time since he left the Xianwu Academy.
Now that he thinks about his life in Xianwu Academy, he still feels very interesting and has some nostalgia.
I wonder how the two masters are doing.
"Now is not the time to reminisce, we should deal with these two beasts as soon as possible."
Fang Lin said that he would not hesitate any longer. With Fu Xian Fist in hand, he inspired a strong spirit of fairy energy and rushed forward.
