The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 1791: : Situ Patriarch

? The young Taoist stared at the majestic real dragon phantom behind Fang Lin, with a solemn look on his face, and the black giant sword whizzed down directly towards Fang Lin as he swung his hands. ?Net???

　　

　　The giant sword is a hundred feet long, and the sharp sword aura of this giant sword alone is enough to kill the great longevity.

　　

　　 If it were cut by the giant sword itself, I am afraid that even the indestructible strong would suffer severe damage.

　　

　　Roar! ! !

　　

　　While the real dragon and the shadows roared in rage, they flew directly toward the giant sword, seemingly to have the most dangerous confrontation with that giant sword.

　　

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

　　

　　 Boom boom boom boom! ! ! !

　　

　　 The sound of impact continued to sound, and the real dragon ghost and the giant sword were fighting against each other. Both were extremely powerful, and there were no winners or losers in several confrontations.

　　

　　, such a mighty power, made many masters on the scene frightened. This is simply not a battle that ordinary warriors can imagine, and even the great longevity are not qualified to intervene.

　　

　　 "Cut!" The young Taoist sighed softly, and between the waves of the whisk, a ray of light poured into the giant sword, making the giant sword more surging.

　　

　　 Fang Lin also released a sacred tree power into the real dragon phantom, and the real dragon phantom became more solid, as if it had become a real flesh and blood body.

　　

　　The giant sword and the real dragon phantom collided again, and the real dragon phantom was about to dim, and there seemed to be a crack on the body.

　　

　　 And the huge sword also shattered a section of the sword body, and the small section of the sword body that had been broken dissipated above the sky.

　　

　　 A trace of blood deep in the corner of the young Taoist's mouth was wiped away lightly by him, while Fang Lin's face was slightly pale, looking much better than the young Taoist.

　　

　　 The real dragon phantom returned to Fang Lin's body, and the giant sword that had lost almost all of its power was also put in the sleeves of the young Taoist men. The two sides seemed to fight equally well.

　　

　　 "You can't even cut a real dragon phantom, and you can say something about cutting a dragon. You can really speak big words." Fang Lin said sarcastically.

　　

　　The young Taoist looked indifferent, looked at Fang Lin not far away, and said: "Sword intent is sufficient, sword energy is insufficient, if the poor Taoist cultivation base goes further, you can't stop this sword."

　　

　　 Fang Lin’s face is even more sarcasm: "Cultivation is more advanced? You probably will be like this in your life, don't think about any further improvements."

　　

　　The young Taoist smiled slightly, not caring about Fang Lin's sarcasm.

　　

　　"Leave the head of the Zhenwu Palace Master, Pang Dao can stop working with you and let you leave safely. Moreover, Pang Dao knows that Pang Dao cannot stop you if you want to leave." The young Taoist said.

　　

　　 Fang Lin curled his lips in disdain: "I don't mean to want to leave so soon. If you have the ability, please drive me out."

　　

　　 The young Taoist sighed softly when he heard the words, and then looked at Fang Lin with a very serious look: "Even if your strength is tyrannical, but if you really touch the bottom line of the three teachings, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to go. ."

　　

　　 Fang Lin grinned: "That’s right, I’ve seen Buddhism great thousands of Buddhas, and Taoism has an immortal strong like you, so what about Confucianism? Confucianism is not so shabby, even an immortal strong. No?"

　　

　　 Hearing Fang Lin's words, the Confucian masters in the Lingwu chess sect were extremely uneasy, but it seems that there is no immortal strong in the Confucian school, and even if there is, they don't even know.

　　

　　 The young Taoist said: "The strength of the Great Thousand Buddha is still above the poor Dao. As for the Confucianist, now I am afraid that he is watching you silently. If you are repeatedly pressing against you, or the poor Dao cannot stop you. , That person will naturally take action. Then you will have to face the two immortals. What chance do you have?"

　　

　　 Fang Lin looked calm, and didn't seem to care too much about the young Taoist's words: "Two immortal? Even if they are two immortal strong, if I want to go, can you stop it?"

　　

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

　　

　　 Fang Lin heard this, his face was full of contempt, but he was still secretly vigilant in his heart. This young Taoist is so emboldened, could it be that the indestructible power of Confucianism is very strong?

　　

　　 "How? Pang Dao is willing to take a step back with you, and Pang Dao promises that you will never have any trouble with you in the future." The young Taoist said again.

　　

　　 Fang Lin frowned slightly, and suddenly looked towards the sea below, with a hint of coldness on his face.

　　

　　 "Hid your head and hide your tail, haven't you shown up yet?" Fang Lin said coldly.

　　

　　 Boom!

　　

　　 The sea suddenly exploded, and I saw a picture scroll floating out of the sea. A figure stood on the picture scroll, wearing a plain white robe and a jade crown on his head. His face was quite handsome, as if he were the person in the picture. Walked out the same.

　　

　　 Fang Lin snorted, and hit the person directly with a punch.

　　

　　 I saw this person waving his sleeves and pushing out his palms, and the mighty aura spread, colliding with Fang Lin's punch.

　　

　　 Suddenly the two forces continued to stir, Fang Lin's figure was slightly shaken, and the man on the scroll also took two steps back.

　　

　　 is another immortal!

　　

　　 Fang Lin's face was expressionless, and he didn't feel much surprise in his heart. After all, this is the site of the Confucian school. Even the immortal strong of the Taoist school appeared. Could the immortal strong of the Confucian school continue to hide? Doesn't it appear?

　　

　　 "Good physique!" The man above the scroll exclaimed in admiration, and between lightly stepped under his feet, the scroll disappeared, and he himself came to the place where the young Taoist was.

　　

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

　　

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

　　

　　The man in the plain robe glanced at the Lingwu chess school not far away~IndoMTL.com~ and said: "If it hurts my Confucianism, I will naturally not stand by."

　　

　　 At this time, the Confucian people in the Lingwu Chess Sect saw the plain-robed man, and they were all confused. Only the Master Liu Laozhai of Guihai Painting Studio and the Song Sect Master of Lingwu Chess Sect Recognize this person.

　　

　　 "Old Situ!" Master Liu Laozhai was shocked. The plain-robed man was a famous figure in the Confucian school thousands of years ago, but it has been too many years since he disappeared. Now I still remember this great figure. The whole Confucian school is not much up and down.

　　

　　 "Unexpectedly, the ancestor Situ was still alive. It seems that the catastrophe of my Confucian school today is over." Sect Master Song also said with joy.

　　

　　 Fang Lin looked at the young Taoist and the plain-robed man with cold eyes. Even though they were both immortal powerhouses, Fang Lin was still not afraid, and his eyes were more wary.

　　

　　 What about two immortal strong men? In Fang Lin's view, the two immortal powerhouses added together are less than one Fengjian Pavilion Master.

　　

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