The young Taoist stared at the majestic virtual shadow of the real dragon behind Fang Lin, and his face was solemn. Between the dust in his hand and waving, the black giant sword roared and fell directly towards Fang Lin.

The giant sword is hundreds of feet long. Just relying on the sharp edge of the giant sword, it is enough to kill the elder.

If it is cut by the giant sword itself, I'm afraid even the strong will be badly hurt.

Roar!!!

The real Dragon flew directly towards the giant sword, looking like it was going to have the most dangerous battle with the giant sword.

The next moment, the real dragon virtual shadow collided with the giant sword, and both Fang Lin and the young Taoist snorted.

Bang bang!!!!

The impact sound kept ringing, and the real dragon virtual shadow and the giant sword competed against each other, both of which were extremely powerful, and there was no victory or defeat in several battles.

Such power made many masters present frightened. This was simply not a battle that ordinary warriors could imagine. Even the eldest had no qualification to intervene.

"Cut!" The young Taoist gave a soft drink, and when the dust waved, a light was injected into the huge sword, which made the breath of the huge sword more surging.

Fang Lin also released the power of a holy tree into the virtual shadow of the real dragon, and saw that the virtual shadow of the real dragon became more solid, as if it had become a real body of flesh and blood.

The giant sword collided with the real dragon virtual shadow again, and the real dragon virtual shadow quickly dimmed, and there seemed to be cracks on the body.

And the huge sword also broke a piece of the sword body, and the broken piece of the sword body dissipated on the sky.

A trace of blood in the corner of the young Taoist's mouth was wiped away by his understatement, while Fang Lin's face was slightly pale, and he looked much better than the young Taoist.

The real dragon and the virtual shadow returned to Fang Lin's body, and the huge sword that lost almost all its power was also included in the sleeves of the young Taoist. It seemed that the two sides were fighting each other.

"You can't even chop a real dragon and an empty shadow. What else can you say to chop a dragon? You can really talk big." Fang Lin said sarcastically.

The young Taoist looked indifferent, looked at Fang Lin not far away, and said, "the sword intention is enough, and the sword Qi is insufficient. If I have further cultivation, you can't stop this sword."

Fang Lin's face was even more sarcastic: "cultivation is further? Your life is estimated to be like this. Don't think about making further progress."

The young Taoist smiled and didn't care about Fang Lin's sarcasm.

"Leave the head of the Lord of Zhenwu hall. I can stop fighting with you and let you leave safely. Besides, I know that if you want to leave, I can't stop you." The young Taoist said.

Fang Lin disdained and said, "I don't want to leave so soon. If you can, just drive me out."

Hearing the speech, the young Taoist sighed gently, and then looked at Fang Lin very seriously: "even if your strength is strong, if you really touch the bottom line of the three religions, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to leave at that time."

Fang Lin grinned: "yes, I have seen the thousands of Buddhas in Buddhism. There is also a strong man like you in Taoism. What about Confucianism? Confucianism is not so shabby, not even a strong man?"

Hearing Fang Lin's words, the masters of Confucianism in Lingwu chess sect were extremely angry, but it seemed that there was no unquenchable strong in Confucianism, and even if there was, they didn't know it at all.

The young Taoist said, "the power of the thousands of Buddhas is still above poverty. As for the one of Confucianism, I'm afraid he's watching you silently now. If you force you again and again, or the poverty can't stop you, that person will naturally take action. At that time, you will face two immortals. How much chance do you have to win?"

Fang Lin looked calm and didn't seem too concerned about the young Taoist's words: "two immortals? Even two immortals, if I want to go, can you stop me?"

"I can stop it." The young Taoist said with a serious face.

Hearing this, Fang Lin's face was full of contempt, but in his heart, he was secretly vigilant. This young Taoist was so confident, could it be that the immortal strong man of Confucianism was very strong?

"How? I'm willing to step back with you, and I promise I won't have any disputes with you in the future." The young Taoist said again.

Fang Lin frowned slightly, and suddenly looked down at the sea, with a trace of coldness on his face.

"Hide your head and tail, and don't you show up?" Fang Lin said coldly.

Boom!

The sea suddenly burst open, and a picture scroll floated out of the sea. On the picture scroll stood a figure, wearing a plain white robe and a jade crown. His face was quite handsome, as if the person in the picture had come out.

Fang Lin snorted and directly punched the man.

See this person's sleeve waving, palm pushing out, the mighty atmosphere diffused, and collided with Fang Lin's fist.

Immediately, the two forces were constantly surging, Fang Lin's body was slightly shocked, and the man on the scroll also stepped back two steps.

Another immortal!

Fang Lin's face was expressionless, and he didn't feel much surprise in his heart. After all, this is the territory of Confucianism. Even the immortal strong of daomen have appeared. Will the immortal strong of Confucianism continue to hide from appearing?

"Good health!" The man on the scroll spoke with admiration, and when he stepped lightly under his feet, the scroll disappeared, and he himself came to the position of the young Taoist.

"Old friend, you are forcing me to show up." The man in plain clothes said to the young Taoist.

The young Taoist smiled: "I came all the way to help, but you never showed up. It's a little unreasonable."

The plain robed man glanced at the Lingwu chess sect not far away and said, "if it hurts my Confucian roots, I naturally won't stand by."

At this time, the people of Confucianism in Lingwu chess sect saw the plain robed man with a look of doubt. Only the leader of Liu Laozhai who returned to the sea painting studio and the leader of song sect of Lingwu chess sect recognized this person.

"Situ Laozu!" The master of Liu Laozhai was shocked. The man in plain clothes was a famous figure of Confucianism thousands of years ago, but he had disappeared for too many years. Now there are not many people in Confucianism who still remember this figure.

"I didn't expect situ Laozu to be alive. It seems that the catastrophe of our Confucian school today is over." Song suzerain also said with a happy face.

Fang Lin looked coldly at the young Taoist and the plain robed man. Even though both of them were the invincible strong, Fang Lin was still fearless, and his eyes were more wary.

What about the two indestructible strong? In Fang Lin's view, these two indestructible strongmen together are not as good as one Fengjian Pavilion master.

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