The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 1763: : The Eye of Nightmare

The first thousand seven hundred and sixty-third chapter of the main text: the pupil of the nightmare

No one would have thought that there was such a weird sword hidden in the sword case containing several famous swords.

Half a broken sword!

As soon as this half-remaining sword came out, Fengjian Pavilion Master's expression became extremely solemn, even when he was holding the famous Golden Feather sword.

The half-cut sword didn't have a strong aura, and even Fang Lin couldn't feel any special features in this sword, as if it were just a broken ancient sword.

But since this sword can be so valued by Fengjian Pavilion Master, it shows that this sword is definitely not as unbearable as it looks.

I didn't think much about it, even if this half-cut sword was really powerful, Fang Lin wanted to learn about the power of this sword.

Eight flame golden lotus quietly fell, carrying a terrifying aura that was enough to burn all things, and they all headed towards the master Fengjian Pavilion.

Even the immortal strong, facing these eight flame golden lotus must feel afraid.

The master of Fengjian Pavilion was expressionless, with a particularly indifferent expression, looking at Fang Lin as if looking at a corpse.

The half of the residual sword in his hand was swung quietly, and a piece of gray sword aura drifted out, and eight flame golden lotus rushed into the sword aura.

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

Without causing any waves, these eight flame golden lotus just dissipated, without hurting the master Fengjian Pavilion at all.

This scene made Fang Lin's pupils shrink, and he felt particularly shocked.

This is the flame released by the Heavenly Fire Spirit of the Eight Flame God Ancient Lanterns, so it was annihilated? The power of that half-cut sword is so terrifying?

The master Fengjian Pavilion didn't speak, and once again waved the half-remaining sword in his hand. The gray sword aura was like fine needles of ox hair, whistling towards Fang Lin.

Fang Lin withdrew and retreated quickly, and didn't want to use his body to resist these gray sword auras. Even though the true dragon was exceptionally strong, this was not the reason Fang Lin could squander at will.

But those gray sword auras were like tarsal maggots, and they came over after Fang Lin, and the speed was so fast that Fang Lin could not get rid of them.

"The strongest sword, it really wasn't something to brag about!" Fang Lin secretly said in his heart, stepping on the footwork of Jiuzhongtian, his body shape is unpredictable, but he rushed towards Fengjian Pavilion Master.

"You can't find death?" Feng Jian Pavilion's master sneered. If Fang Lin ran away blindly, he would have nothing to do with Fang Lin, but Fang Lin rushed towards him instead, which was simply seeking death by himself.

However, although the Master Fengjian Pavilion said so, he was very vigilant in his heart. He wanted to come to Fang Lin to do such a dizzy thing, and he must have something to rely on.

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you." Master Feng Jiange slashed towards Fang Lin with a half-stripped sword in his hand. Although his movements were slow, he carried great pressure.

Fang Lin looked cold and indifferent, a blood stain appeared on his cheeks. It was hurt by the sword aura of the half-remnant sword, but Fang Lin turned a blind eye. The holy aura continued to flow, and the ancient spear in his hand burst out extremely Frightening fluctuations.

As the half-stripped sword was about to collide with the ancient spear, Fang Lin's eyes suddenly became pitch black.

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

The Master Fengjian was caught off guard. He saw himself tens of thousands of years ago. At that time, he was just a junior who had learned swords from a master. He was humiliated and oppressed at a kendo sect. His face was even more depressed. A fierce elder of the division pierced with a sword, leaving a scar on this face.

This is a pain that the Master Fengjian can't forget in his life. He has tried to forget this memory countless times, but it is still hard to forget.

"No!" Pavilion Master Feng Jian saw that his face was cut by someone with a sword, and he hid his face and fell to the ground in pain, surrounded by cold mocking fellows, but no one sympathized with him.

Puff! ! ! !

The ancient spear pierced the chest of the master Fengjian Pavilion, and nailed his whole person into the earth.

The half-stripped sword flew out, and the diffused sword aura cut off Fang Lin's arm directly.

However, at the cost of an arm, it was a heavy blow to the Master Fengjian. This kind of business seemed to Fang Lin to be very cost-effective.

Fang Lin stood in the air, the place where his arm was broken was neat, blood was constantly flowing out, and countless needle-like thin sword qi rushed into his body.

Fang Lin showed a slight smile, looking at the Master Fengjian Pavilion who was pierced by the ancient spear on the ground, the corners of his mouth were even more playful.

The master of Fengjian Pavilion bleeds from his mouth, his body is pierced by the ancient spear, and his whole person is nailed to the ground, and the terrible evil spirit contained in the ancient spear is also raging in his body.

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

"You!" Pavilion Master Feng Jian opened his eyes wide, staring at Fang Lin above the sky, never expected that he would end up like this.

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

The master of Fengjian Pavilion laughed loudly~IndoMTL.com~ But with the laughter, more blood came out of his mouth.

"You did win, and you won beautifully. I didn't expect that I would lose in your hands." The Master Feng Jian said, without anger in his eyes.

"Do you still want to stop me now?" Fang Lin said with a sneer.

The Master Fengjian did not answer, but instead asked: "What did you just do?"

Fang Lin snorted softly: "It's just for you to go back in time and take a look."

The Master Fengjian Pavilion was startled, and then smiled bitterly: "Is it a momentary dream? What a powerful method. Before the dream returns to eternity, a good method!"

Fang Lin remained silent. This is the maneuver he understood after seeing the twelve murals and dreaming back to the eternal age. Even Fang Lin himself is not sure whether he can display it.

But now it seems that he has indeed mastered this move, but it will also cause Fang Lin to fall into the same state as he casts it, but Fang Lin can wake up before the Master Fengjian.

If sober is slower than Fengjian Pavilion Master, then Fang Lin will definitely lose.

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

A figure came whistling and stood in front of Fang Lin. It was a middle-aged man with white hair, a dull expression and a wooden sword in his hand.

The appearance of this person made Fang Linton feel pressured, and instinctively told Fang Lin that this was a strong man who was not weaker than the Master Fengjian.

Fang Lin had one head bigger than two. He originally thought that Fengjian Pavilion's strongest master was only Fengjian Pavilion master. He didn't expect other masters to exist. It seems that he had underestimated Fengjian Pavilion's strength before.

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

ps: The third one is here, the code word as soon as I get home, and there is a chapter later. (To be continued...)