Liu Qingming didn't feel scared at all, he sneered, turned around and slashed the sword path.
Then he jumped up and chopped down hard.
"Splitting the Sky!"
A majestic sword light fell directly from the sky, splitting the ground and heading towards Fang Lin.
Fang Lin retreated quickly, having no choice but to punish the sword's light, which seemed to be stronger than his swordsmanship.
Of course, Fang Lin understood that there was a reason why he did not fully understand the art of swordsmanship.
"The Immortal-killing Sword Technique!"
Fang Lin shouted loudly and drew his sword to block it.
when!
A crisp sound came, and Fang Lin looked around and found that the sword path had been cut off again.
Fang Lin felt some backlash and blood appeared in his internal organs.
"Hmph, it seems that I underestimated you, the Three-Star Spiritual Emperor."
Liu Qingming succeeded in two blows and was extremely happy at the moment. But his cautious quality came into play and kept him calm. The injured sword did not stop attacking.
A sweeping shot.
"Splitting Slash!"
A slash from the waist was extremely fast. If Fang Lin used Eagle Breaking the Sky, he would definitely be hit directly, and he might be cut into two pieces.
However, if Fang Lin didn't jump away, he would definitely be cut into two pieces.
At the critical moment, Fang Lin directly sucked in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, directly aroused the powerful power of the Immortal Killing Sword, and blocked the blow.
when!
There was another extremely crisp sound of a knife.
The neutralists and Zhao Situ both looked over nervously and found that Fang Lin had actually blocked Liu Qingming's sword.
Liu Qingming was backlashed and vomited some blood.
Fang Lin didn't hesitate at all and rushed over, facing Liu Qingming with swords and fighting directly.
When he started to fight, Fang Lin felt that this man was not simple. The power of his knife was extremely powerful. Every time he fought, Fang Lin felt a powerful force.
The overwhelming power struck, forcing him to exert all his strength.
But Fang Lin didn't want to lose the game, so he attacked quickly, using the full power of the Immortal Slayer Sword, and Liu Qingming also used the full power of the broadsword. The two seemed to be evenly matched and started fighting.
Li Zhinan and Tu Wanyou's hearts were in their throats, and when they looked at each other, they could see each other's nervousness.
"Brother Fang, I believe in you. Never fail."
"Hmm, it looks like your friend is at the end of his rope. You have no hope of winning, prepare to be abused."
Tu Wanyou was extremely proud and smiled first in respect.
Li Zhinan ignored it, just paid attention to Fang Lin, and kept praying.
"It seems that there is no way to win this time!"
Fang Lin saw the opponent's sharp and life-threatening sword skills, and suddenly felt strong force coming one after another, making him gradually feel unable to withstand it.
After trying his best, Fang Lin finally fought Liu Qingming directly and both sides were injured.
Moreover, Fang Lin discovered Liu Qingming's little thoughts. He was stalling for time. The incense stick was about to burn out.
Eventually the incense burned out and the game ended in a draw.
"Okay, that's great, a draw!"
Zhao Situ clapped triumphantly and walked out. He originally thought he had no chance to appear, but now everything fell into place.
"It seems that I must appear."
Li Zhinan couldn't believe her eyes and was extremely anxious.
"Damn it, it's dangerous this time."
Tu Wanyou laughed endlessly.
"If I were you, I would definitely take advantage of these last moments to catch my breath. I won't be able to enjoy it later."
Fang Lin was speechless as he felt severe pain in his heart and lungs.
He also had to admire Liu Qingming for using the knife to such an extent.
There will be extraordinary achievements in time.
"You are indeed a rival."
Fang Lin felt that this was the best affirmation he could give to his opponent.
Liu Qingming's energy and blood were also boiling, but he was still depressed because of the delay. He had always believed in his own strength, but he never expected that he would use this trick against Fang Lin, the Eight-Star Spirit King. It was so embarrassing.
"Hmph, I don't like getting compliments from you."
"Of course I know. But I want you to know that you are the only one among these people that I like. If you don't want to hang out with them in the future, just come to me!"
Fang Lin smiled slightly, looking very happy. .??.
Liu Qingming was stunned. Could it be that what Fang Lin said was true?
Zhao Situ stood directly on the opposite side of the competition field, sneered, and broke all discussions.
"Boy, I didn't expect you to be able to play two games in a row, winning one and losing the other. That's amazing."
"I don't know if you can beat me!"
Li Zhinan was extremely worried. He knew that Zhao Situ was the most powerful and the oldest among the three. Fang Lin probably had no chance of winning.
Fang Lin is funny, this person also likes to boast too much.
"I must win, otherwise I and the five million high-grade immortal stones will be yours."
Fang Lin directly raised the Immortal Killing Sword.
Zhao Situ was so funny that he also pulled out his sword, which turned out to be a high-level holy weapon that was covered in blue.
"Then don't waste any more time."
With that said, Zhao Situ rushed over with his sword in hand.
It seemed like he wanted to have a close fight with Fang Lin.
Of course Fang Lin is not afraid and likes this arrangement very much.
Immediately, Fang Lin also rushed out, and a cloud of smoke quickly dissipated.
The neutrals were moved to see it.
"Can Fang Lin win this time? It was agreed that it would be two out of three games. If
If it's a draw again, he won't have the energy to play extra games."
They watched Fang Lin fight twice and knew Fang Lin's strength, so they couldn't help but be full of hope for him.
After the Tu family gang has been running rampant for so long, how great it would be if someone could stand up and resist them!
"I don't know why, although his hope of winning this game is slim, I still want to believe that he will win."
"Me too, I also hope Fang Lin will win."
The neutral faction looked at each other, and they could all see each other's expectations of Fang Lin.
"Fang Lin, come on!"
One of the neutrals shouted, and the others nodded.
Liu Qingming looked at him coldly and sneered.
"It looks like these wallflowers have found a leader."
However, he doesn't believe that these people can pull out any tricks and deal with it later.
Fang Lin has a deep understanding of swordsmanship. Since entering the immortal world, he has been practicing swordsmanship and has many powerful immortal skills.
However, among opponents, he only knows what it means that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.
Zhao Situ's swordsmanship is so good, and his sword is of a higher level than Fang Lin's Immortal Killing Sword.
If Fang Lin, a master, hadn't been present today, it would have been difficult for anyone below the same level to resist Zhao Situ.
"Your swordsmanship is really amazing!"
Fang Lin praised him heartily.
"If you are afraid, surrender as soon as possible. I can still give you preferential treatment!"
Zhao Situ smiled proudly and had already taken Fang Lin into his pocket, looking forward to a large amount of elixirs.
"That will disappoint you. The sword is my best weapon."
Fang Lin sneered, suddenly sucked in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and poured it into the Immortal Killing Sword. He also used immortal skills to continuously absorb the spiritual energy.
