At the same time, he became even more confused. He had always known that his master seemed to be much more powerful than the average True Immortal Realm peak person, but he had always behaved very ordinary.
Now, with Master's sword, is Master stronger or weaker than Xuanyuan Martial Saint?
"Are you okay?"
Immortal Wuyou glanced at Fang Lin instantly, and now he was most worried about his health.
"I'm fine!" ??
Immortal Wuyou nodded, disappeared instantly, and reappeared next to Zhang Qianhua and others.
Fang Lin only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and Immortal Wuyou instantly brought Zhang Qianhua and others back to Fang Lin.
At this moment, all the True Immortals present were extremely impressed. This speed far exceeded all the peaks of the True Immortals.
Fang Lin was also very speechless. If the master had used this kind of sword-flying speed when training him, what else would he have been training for? He was caught up by the master in a matter of minutes.
"Heal quickly!"
Immortal Wuyou threw Zhang Qianhua and others to Fang Lin, and then rushed forward.
Xuanyuan Martial Saint reacted with great anger. He originally thought that he had become the number one in the Northern Wilderness Continent, but he did not expect that a Worry-free Immortal would appear. Although he had long heard that the Elder Wuyou Immortal of the Eternal Life Sect had the same origin.
The man who became a mystery was still very angry.
"What a worry-free immortal, you finally came out! Then let me kill you."
Xuanyuan Martial Saint wanted to see at this moment whether he was the most powerful, or this Worry-free Immortal!
The magic knife attacked instantly, and the control was split instantly, revealing a dark void, and the strong wind coming out of it crazily devoured everything around it.
Fang Lin was shocked by this situation and cut through the void with a knife. What kind of strength is this?
And the performance of Wuyou Immortal made Fang Lin yearn for it even more.
At this moment, Immortal Wuyou wielded the Nine-Colored Divine Sword, and with one strike, it instantly cut off the devouring void and returned the space to normal.
Then this sword also followed Xuan
Yuan Martial Saint's magic swords collided together and actually drove back the magic swords.
The echoes of clashing swords filled the air one after another.
Murong Yunyang could not believe the strength of Immortal Wuyou.
"There is such a master hiding in Beihuangzhou?"
Old Yuan Ming didn't take it seriously. Fang Lin and Immortal Wuyou interrupted his idea of watching the excitement, so he was certainly not satisfied now.
"Huh, they're just golden immortals who came from other continents. There's nothing to make a fuss about."
Fang Lin and Murong Yunyang ignored him. Murong Yunyang didn't care.
Fang Lin was shocked by his remarks. It turns out that the strength of Immortal Wuyou has reached the level of Golden Immortal?
But why do Zhang Qianhua and everyone else think that Wuyou Immortal is only as strong as the peak of the True Immortal Realm?
Fang Lin had to admit that it seemed that this master still had many secrets.
However, Fang Lin was not prepared to ask anyone who didn't have some secrets. Immortal Wuyou could tell them if he wanted to. If he didn't want to, he wouldn't ask.
The battle between Immortal Wuyou and Martial Saint Xuanyuan can be said to be overwhelming. With every move, the surrounding mountains and forests trembled.
Martial Saint Xuanyuan was very angry. During the battle, he discovered that Immortal Wuyou was indeed strong enough.
"Immortal Wuyou, what is your identity, and what are your intentions in hiding in Beihuangzhou for so many years?"
Of course Immortal Wuyou would not pay attention to him, he was just an ancient demon and snorted coldly.
Immortal Wuyou used the sword cleanly and neatly. It was the same sword technique, the same immortal technique, the cross-cutting immortal formation. Immortal Wuyou used it personally, and its power was hundreds of times that of Fang Lin.
Fang Lin saw Wuyou Immortal's cross-cut Immortal Formation, which almost penetrated four mountain peaks, and instantly
Martial Saint Xuanyuan was placed among them. Then various kendo attacks caused many wounds on Martial Saint Xuanyuan's body.
Xuanyuan Martial Saint let out a deafening roar.
"Old man! I'm going to eat you up and cut you into pieces."
Martial Saint Xuanyuan was so crazy that he felt that his wish to unify Beihuang Continent was interrupted, and he was very angry. He just wanted to deal with Immortal Wuyou immediately and continue his mission.
With the demonic knife in hand, the surrounding demonic energy poured in continuously, allowing Xuanyuan Martial Saint's body to repair quickly.
Fang Lin has been watching the battle so far and has benefited a lot from the performance of Immortal Wuyou.
It turns out that the master is so powerful, Fang Lin really wants to be like the master.
At this time, Xuanyuan Martial Saint gathered his skills and suppressed Immortal Wuyou with one blow, and was ecstatic afterwards.
Xuanyuan Martial Saint seemed to have found a way to deal with Immortal Wuyou. He pressed forward step by step, suppressing Immortal Wuyou and beating him wildly.
Immortal Wuyou was repulsed by the magic knife and fell heavily, smashing a mountain peak.
"Humph, where can I go, old man!"
Martial Saint Xuanyuan was so proud that he shouted loudly and immediately jumped over with his magic sword, killing with a swing of his sword.
Immortal Wuyou quickly transformed into a nine-color stream of light and escaped, then waved the nine-color divine sword to attack again.
But Xuanyuan Martial Saint turned around and continued to suppress Immortal Wuyou.
Elder Zhang Qianhualin and others all had worried looks on their faces.
"Uncle Master can't defeat him!"
Fang Lin was also very worried at this moment. Immortal Wuyou would definitely fail if he persisted.
At this moment, Fang Lin suddenly felt a ray of thought in the air connecting with him.
"Fang Lin, prepare the formation!"
Fang Lin felt that this was the voice of Immortal Wuyou, and also saw Immortal Wuyou coming here.
Wait and see.
Fang Lin no longer hesitated and quickly deployed the Nanming Lihuo Formation. This is his strongest attack now, but it requires a lot of support from the True Immortal Realm.
"Senior brother, Murong, Shangguan, old gentleman, please come and help me quickly!"
Fang Lin shouted loudly, and at this moment he was running his immortal skills, continuously absorbing the scattered fairy energy around him. Soon, this huge fairy energy washed through Fang Lin's body, and then poured into the Nanming Lihuo Formation.
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The Nanming Li Fire Formation swelled in the wind, burning fiercely, and the surrounding air began to boil.
Zhang Qianhua and others immediately jumped in to help.
Murong Yunyang and others looked at each other in confusion, wondering why they should start a formation now when they should run away?
"Your master is no match, maybe we should take a long-term approach!"
Old Yuan Ming was even more rude.
"We should run away!"
Shangguan Yaotian didn't understand either.
"Why start the formation now? We won't be our opponents."
But Fang Lin insisted on this, "Hurry and help! If the situation is critical, I will allow you to escape at that time!"
These helpers are not his own strength after all, and it is very troublesome to use them now.
Fang Lin stared at the battlefield. Immortal Wuyou was still suppressed by Martial Saint Xuanyuan at this moment, but with a nine-color sword move, he escaped from the trap instantly and turned into a stream of light heading towards Fang Lin.
Xuanyuan Martial Saint reacted and pursued with heavy steps.
"Old man, you want to run away after you can't beat him?"
Murong Yunyang and others no longer hesitated and quickly entered Fang Lin's Nanming Lihuo Formation.
And in the next second, Immortal Wuyou rushed over and stood behind Fang Lin.
"Concentrate on running the technique, and I will inject power into you!"
