Chapter 294

Yang Wanshan took advantage of this opportunity and rushed over at a very fast speed. At the same time, the sword that was thrown out by Fang Lin also flew back into his hands.

Fang Lin glanced at the bloodstain on his hand, didn't care, and the Jiuchong sky footwork showed up again.

"So fast!" Yang Wanshan was surprised. Fang Lin's speed was no slower than his own, and every step was traceless. The whole person looked like a ghost, which made it difficult for Yang Wanshan to capture Fang Lin's figure.

Bang!

Big bone Bangzi suddenly hit. Although Yang Wanshan didn't react slowly, he still dodged a little slower.

This stick hit Yang Wanshan's back, which hurt so much that Yang Wanshan took a breath and his throat was sweet. It seemed that there was blood coming out.

The Royal people were worried for a while, and the big bone stick of Fang Lin looked very heavy. Fortunately, it was Yang Wanshan. If the level was lower, if this stick went down, it would be half of his life.

"Damn it!" Yang Wanshan stabilized his body and scolded secretly in his heart. He didn't expect Fang Lin to be so difficult. If he went on like this, the situation would be extremely unfavorable to him.

"Huh?" Fang Lin was about to attack again, but suddenly found that Yang Wanshan's breath had become a little different.

Hum!!!!

Sword lights emerged, and with a fierce spirit, they went straight to Fang Lin.

Fang Lin didn't dare to be careless, and immediately stepped on the Jiuchong sky footwork to dodge. Unexpectedly, the sword Qi was like a maggot of tarsal bone, and he chased Fang Lin closely.

"Where to go?" Yang Wanshan drank loudly, and the sword Qi separated and flew to Fanglin from different directions.

Fang Lin showed surprise. Yang Wanshan still has two sons. He is worthy of being the prince.

However, it is still a little too fanciful to defeat yourself by this means.

Fang Lin suddenly stood, and the power of breaking the mountain was exerted, and his defense suddenly increased dozens of times.

At the same time, the light in Fang Lin's eyes flashed, and the Jiuchong sky footwork was performed to the extreme, and there was a faint wind dancing around him.

Whew!

The next moment, Fang Lin turned into a figure that was difficult to capture. Unexpectedly, he rushed into the countless sword Qi and rushed out in a very small gap.

"How is it possible?" Yang Wanshan was shocked. This Fang Lin unexpectedly rushed over from his sword Qi. Is this still a person? Isn't he afraid of being cut into pieces by sword gas?

No wonder Yang Wanshan was so surprised. Fang Lin suddenly startled even the crowd watching the battle. Even Han Luoyun's eyes narrowed slightly.

"What a powerful body method!" Yang Jianye exclaimed, marveling at Fang Lin's Jiuchong sky footwork.

Even Li Zhendong, although he couldn't wait for Fang Lin to die immediately, he had to admit that Fang Lin's body method was really amazing. In the same realm, if there was such a wonderful body method, it was almost equivalent to being invincible.

"Is this Fang Lin's body copper skin and iron bone? Dare to resist those sword Qi?"

"It's terrible! It's a monster!"

"Is this Fang Lin really just an alchemist?"

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Everyone was amazed. Even those in the Li family were deeply shocked by the strength shown by Fang Lin.

The fight was not over yet. Fang Lin, relying on the nine step method and the power of breaking the mountains, rushed through the sword like encirclement and killing, and came to Yang Wanshan.

Yang Wanshan gritted his teeth, with a trace of ferocity on his face. Suddenly, he patted the Jiugong bag, and the second long sword was held by Yang Wanshan on his left hand.

Hold the sword in both hands!

Yang Wanshan was cornered by Fang Lin, and finally exposed his strongest means.

Yang Wanshan is good at using swords, but his most powerful is the two handed sword.

Originally, he wanted to hide this hand and keep it to deal with Li Shengming, but Fang Lin's strength was far beyond his expectation. If he kept it, he couldn't defeat Fang Lin at all.

Even if the cards are exposed, it is better than losing to Fang Lin.

The power of the two handed sword is more than twice that of the one handed sword. Although Yang Wanshan used the sword with one hand to attack fiercely, he still has some flaws, and the defense is very insufficient, which is easy to be exploited by Fang Lin.

At present, after using the two handed sword, Yang Wanshan is almost flawless, not only the offensive is much stronger, but also his own defense has been improved to a higher level.

Facing Yang Wanshan's two handed sword, Fang Lin immediately appeared to be a little stretched. He was completely unable to carry out an effective offensive and had to defend passively.

However, Yang Wanshan can't win Fang Lin. the big bone stick in the latter's hand is also very powerful. It's very powerful. Even if it's not used for attack, it's hard for Yang Wanshan to take advantage of it just for defense.

In the eyes of others, Yang Wanshan seemed to have the upper hand, while Fang Lin had retreated and could only barely resist.

Of course, in the eyes of experts at such levels as Yang Jianye and Han Luoyun, Yang Wanshan just had the upper hand on the scene. Fang Lin was not suppressed, but fell into a stalemate.

Yang Wanshan was unable to attack for a long time, and his heart became more and more anxious, and his face became more and more ugly. Although the sword in his hand was very fast, there was still a flaw in his anxiety.

Fang Lin immediately seized the opportunity, smashed a big bone stick, smashed Yang Wanshan's sword out of his hand, and then blasted it out with a fist, severely hitting Yang Wanshan's chest.

This punch immediately tilted the winning and losing Libra.

Yang Wanshan pedaled backwards, his chest was stuffy, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Fang Lin glanced at his fist and frowned slightly.

There were some small red dots on Fang Lin's fist, and when he hit Yang Wanshan's chest, he seemed to be stabbed several times by something.

"Fang Lin, you've been poisoned. You'd better admit defeat." Yang Wanshan stood still, panting, but his face was pleased.

Fang Lin understood that Yang Wanshan should be wearing some inner armor. He punched on the inner armor and was poisoned by the poison carried on the inner armor.

However, Fang Lin didn't care. As soon as he patted Jiugong bag and took a pill, the red dot on his fist soon dimmed.

"Sorry, I'm an alchemist." Fang Lin said, and his face was full of harmless color of human and livestock.

Yang Wanshan's face was dull, and then he smiled miserably. Yes, this guy is an alchemist. He must have something to detoxify. He used poison in front of him. Isn't that a joke?

Moreover, his royal son, in front of so many people, has been reduced to the point of using poison, which is a disgrace.

Yang Wanshan is angry. It's all because of this Fang Lin. you're just an alchemist. Wouldn't you like to admit defeat? Why do you have to work so hard?

"Fang Lin, you admit defeat, otherwise, don't blame my men for being ruthless!" Yang Wanshan roared.