Chapter 1666

No one would have thought that such a strange sword was hidden in the sword box containing several famous swords of the Lord of Fengjian Pavilion.

Half broken sword!

As soon as this half of the broken sword came out, the expression of the Lord of Fengjian Pavilion became extremely solemn, even when holding the golden feather sword, it did not become so.

However, the half broken sword didn't have a strong breath, and even Fang Lin couldn't feel any particularity of this sword, as if it was a broken ancient sword.

But since this sword can be so valued by the Lord of the sword Pavilion, it shows that this sword is definitely not as bad as it looks.

Without much thought, even if this half broken sword is really powerful, Fang Lin should also experience the power of this sword.

Eight flaming Golden Lotus fell quietly, carrying a terrible smell that was enough to incinerate all things, and they all went towards the master of the sword Pavilion.

Even those who do not destroy the strong should be afraid in the face of these eight flame Golden Lotus.

The Lord of Fengjian Pavilion had no expression, and his expression was particularly cold. His eyes at Fang Lin were like looking at a corpse.

Half of the broken sword in his hand was quietly waved, and he saw a gray sword gas floating out, and eight flame Golden Lotus rushed into the sword gas.

In the blink of an eye, these eight flame Golden Lotus all made a popping sound, and went out directly as if the flame fell into the water.

Without causing any waves, the eight flame Golden Lotus dissipated in this way, and did not hurt the Lord of Feng Jian Pavilion at all.

This scene made Fang Lin's pupils shrink and his heart felt particularly shocked.

This is the flame released by the spirit of the sky fire of the eight Yan Shen ancient lamps. Unexpectedly, it was annihilated in this way? The power of that half broken sword is so terrible?

The Lord of Feng Jian Pavilion didn't speak, and half of the broken sword in his hand waved again. The gray sword breath was like a fine needle of ox hair, whistling towards Fang Lin.

Fang Lin retreated quickly and didn't want to use his body to fight against these gray sword Qi. Even if the real dragon is particularly strong, this is not the reason why Fang Lin can spend freely.

But those gray sword Qi, like tarsal maggots, came after Fang Lin, and the speed was so fast that Fang Lin couldn't get rid of it at all.

"The strongest sword is really not boasted!" Fang Lin secretly said in his heart, stepping on the Jiuchong sky footwork, his body shape was unpredictable, but he rushed towards the Lord of Fengjian Pavilion.

"Can't you die?" The Lord of Fengjian Pavilion sneered. If Fang Lin just ran away, he had nothing to do with Fang Lin, but Fang Lin rushed towards him instead, which was simply his own death.

However, although Feng Jian Pavilion Master said so, he was very vigilant in the bottom of his heart. When he thought that it was impossible to do such a stupid thing in Fang Lin, he must rely on it.

"If you want to die, I will help you." The master of Fengjian Pavilion chopped half of the remnant sword towards Fang Lin. although the action was slow, it brought great pressure.

Fang Lin's expression was cold, and there was a blood mark on his cheek, which was hurt by the sword Qi of the half broken sword, but Fang Lin turned a blind eye, and his holy Qi kept flowing, and the ancient spear in his hand erupted into a terrible wave.

When half of the broken sword was about to collide with the ancient spear, Fang Lin's eyes suddenly became dark.

At this moment, heaven and earth seemed to stagnate, and everything stopped.

The Lord of Fengjian pavilion was caught off guard and saw himself tens of thousands of years ago. At that time, he was just a younger generation who studied swordsmanship. He was humiliated and oppressed in a large sect of kendo, and his face was cut with a sword by a vicious sect elder, leaving a scar on his face.

This is the pain that the Lord of Feng Jian Pavilion cannot forget in his life. He has tried to forget this memory countless times, but it is always unforgettable.

"No!" The Lord of Fengjian Pavilion saw that his face was cut with a sword, and he covered his face and fell to the ground in pain. There were cold eyed and laughing fellow disciples around, but no one sympathized with him.

Poof!!!!

Gu spear pierced the chest of the Lord of Fengjian Pavilion and nailed him into the earth.

That half of the broken sword flew out of his hand, and the diffuse sword Qi cut off Fang Lin's arm directly.

However, at the cost of one arm, the Lord of Fengjian pavilion was badly hit. Such a deal seemed to Fang Lin to be very cost-effective.

Fang Lin stood in the air, the place where the arm was broken was very neat, the blood was flowing out constantly, and countless needle like fine sword Qi rushed into the body.

Fang Lin showed a smile and looked at the Fengjian Pavilion master who was pierced by the ancient spear on the earth. The corners of his mouth were even more playful.

The Lord of Fengjian Pavilion shed blood in his mouth, and his body was pierced by the ancient spear. The whole person was nailed to the ground, and the terrible evil spirit contained in the ancient spear was also rampant in his body.

It can be said that Fang Lin and Fengjian Pavilion master are suffering the same pain at the moment.

"You!" The Lord of Fengjian Pavilion opened his eyes and stared at Fang Lin above the sky. He never thought he would end up like this.

"I won." Fang Lin said with a smile.

The Lord of Fengjian Pavilion laughed, but with the laughter, more blood flowed out of his mouth.

"You did win. It was a beautiful win. I didn't expect to lose in your hands." Feng Jian Pavilion Master said, there was no anger in his eyes.

"Do you still want to stop me now?" Fang Lin sneered.

The Lord of Fengjian Pavilion didn't answer, but asked, "what did you just do?"

Fang Lin snorted, "just let you go back and have a look."

The Lord of Fengjian pavilion was stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "a moment's dream? What a powerful means, a good means before dreaming back forever!"

Fang Lin was silent. This was the move he understood after he had seen the twelve murals and dreamed back forever. Even Fang Lin himself was not sure whether he could show it.

But now it seems that he has really mastered this move, but it will also make Fang Lin fall into the same state at the same time, but Fang Lin can wake up first than Feng Jian Pavilion master.

If you are sober and slower than Fengjian Pavilion master, Fang Lin will undoubtedly lose.

To put it bluntly, this is an extremely risky move. Once it is displayed, Fang Lin will either win or lose.

A figure roared and stood in front of Fang Lin. it was a middle-aged man with white hair, with a wooden sword in his hand.

The appearance of this person made Fang Linton feel pressure, and his intuition told Fang Lin that he was a strong man whose strength was not weaker than that of the Lord of Fengjian Pavilion.

Fang Lin is bigger than two. Originally, he thought that the strongest master of Fengjian pavilion was only the master of Fengjian Pavilion. Unexpectedly, there were other masters. It seems that he really underestimated the strength of Fengjian Pavilion before.

"Mr. Longxiang, let him go." The Lord of Fengjian Pavilion said to the white haired middle-aged man.

PS: on the third watch, code words as soon as you get home. There is another chapter to be presented later.