The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist!

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Yang Xuanfeng's speed is also so fast that Fang Lin was surprised. At the moment, facing the Xuanfeng who rushed, Fang Lin did not hesitate, and the power of Po Yue hidden in the body was displayed.

boom! ! !

The fists of the two collided together in a flash, making a dull impact.

I saw Fang Lin's body backwards, but this time, it was not as embarrassing as before, but it was also a full step back.

Yang Xuanfeng remained motionless, but there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"Sure enough, I have a little strength!" Yang Xuanfeng laughed and suddenly shot Fang Lin in the palm of his hand. The thick inner vigor came violently and turned into a big golden handprint, pressing down towards Fang Lin.

Fang Lin saw that Yang Jianye had exhibited it, and with one palm he crushed the Mo commander of Yuan Realm that day.

Right now, Yang Xuanfeng exhibits the same martial arts. Although his power is far less horrible than Yang Jianye, it is more than enough to deal with Fang Lin.

Fang Lin gritted his teeth, and the white elephant Zhenyue Shi exhibited, and he saw that the white giant elephant suddenly appeared, and the thick elephant trunk flung towards the sky, beating **** the golden handprint.

Bang! ! !

With a loud noise, the golden handprint collapsed, and the white giant elephant that enveloped Fang Lin disappeared all at once.

Fang Lin groaned, and his body was tumbling. Although this palm blocked himself, the strong power still made Fang Lin very uncomfortable.

"This person is so powerful, I can't be too passive!" Fang Lin said secretly, and the power of Po Yue was urged to the extreme, and the nine-fold heavenly footwork at the foot was also exhibited again.

In an instant, Fang Lin came to Yang Xuanfeng's side, and a stick fell towards Yang Xuanfeng.

Yang Xuanfeng's response was also extremely fast, and with one hand, it turned out that it was a steady take on Fang Lin's big bone stick, so that he would not be able to fall any more.

"Humph!" Fang Lin snorted coldly in his heart, and suddenly a blue flame burst out of his other hand.

Yang Xuanfeng was taken aback, thinking what was Fang Lin's hidden means, immediately withdrew and backed away, but then reacted to what it was.

Fang Lin seized the opportunity of Yang Xuanfeng's retreat, and the big bones and sticks in his hand continued to smash like a storm. It was like crazy.

Even though Yang Xuanfeng is powerful, he can only parry for a while, but even so, Yang Xuanfeng still shows no flaws.

Suddenly, Fang Lin's hand came out of the extremely tricky corner and grabbed Yang Xuanfeng's shoulder fiercely.

"Huh?" Yang Xuanfeng was shocked. He didn't notice where Fang Lin's hand came from.

Yang Xuanfeng deserves to be the first young master in Qianguo. At the moment when Fang Lin's hand was just caught on his shoulder, he immediately jumped in shape and distanced him from Fang Lin.

Fang Lin gritted his teeth secretly, and missed a great opportunity, but a pity.

Yang Xuanfeng looked at his shoulder. The clothes on it had been split. If he slowed down for a moment, Fang Lin would tear a piece of flesh off his shoulder.

"You are very powerful, but this alone is probably not enough for me to recognize you." Yang Xuanfeng shook his head.

Fang Lin was expressionless. Yang Xuanfeng was the pinnacle of Diyuan Jiuzhong after all, and until now, it is estimated that he did not do his best and still has reservations.

But this alone has made Fang Lin a little unsustainable. Fifteen strokes are far from the promise of seven or eight strokes. Fang Lin is not very sure.

At the next moment, Yang Xuanfeng jumped up, palms of gold radiating with both hands.

"Come, His Royal Highness Palm!"

"Fang Lin is proud to be able to let His Royal Highness use King Kong's palm to deal with it."

"As soon as King Kong's palm came out, Fang Lin was afraid that he would be defeated."

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There was a lot of discussion in the royal family, all of them showing their excitement.

King Kong is the family martial art of the royal family. Among the many princes, only the eldest prince Yang Xuanfeng learned it. The other princes were not taught by Yang Jianye.

From this point of view, you can see how much Yang Jianye favors his elder son.

Although Fang Lin didn't know how powerful this vajra palm was, but seeing that Yang Xuanfeng's palms were shining, he knew that it must not be simple, so he didn't dare to care.

boom!

Yang Xuanfeng slapped one hand on the big-bone stick, but actually let Fang Lin's arm numb, and the big-bone stick almost flew out of his hand.

Yang Xuanfeng's other hand was clenched into fists and smashed hard towards Fang Lin.

Fang Lin couldn't help it. He didn't dare to break the punch. He could only let go of the big bones and pull back.

Seeing Fang Lin's weapon was taken away, everyone was shaking his head. When there was a weapon, he was not Yang Xuanfeng's opponent. The weapon was taken away, so it goes without saying.

Yang Xuanfeng threw the big bone stick to the side and chased towards Fang Lin again.

Fang Lin was helpless, Sayah was running.

Although Yang Xuanfeng's speed is also very fast, it is still not realistic to want to catch up with Fang Lin who is surrounded by the nine-fold heavenly walking method.

In this way, one runs in the front, one chases in the back, and a good competition becomes a chase contest.

Everyone looks stupid, is there such a thing?

Yang Yanyu immediately stood up and yelled, "Fang Lin, you are a shameless man, but you can't beat it and admit defeat. What skill has you been running away from?"

Fang Lin ignored her, rolled her eyes secretly, but couldn't she not run? It's stupid.

Yang Xuanfeng was so angry that Fang Lin wanted to chase Fang Lin, but Fang Lin's stature was extremely powerful. At the speed of Yang Xuanfeng, at most, he was not thrown away by Fang Lin.

"Where to go?" At the moment, Yang Xuanfeng was also angry. He shot the nine palace pouches, and immediately the nine long swords whistled and flew away.

These nine long swords were extremely fast, almost in a moment, they caught up with Fang Lin.

Fang Lin glanced back and scolded. Under the circumstances, he couldn't care what to keep. He pulled out the thousand-year-old dead ginseng from the Nine Palaces.

"Uncle Ben..." The thousand-year-old dead ginseng was just caught by Fang Lin. When he was about to speak, he was waved by Fang Lin as a weapon to resist the nine flying swords.

"Ah!!! Uncle Ben!"

"To die, to die!"

"I'm going to break!"

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Thousand-year-old ginseng screamed again and again ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Just listened to the sound of gold and iron, the nine swords were blocked by Fang Lin.

Looking at the thousand-year-old ginseng, it was unscathed, leaving no trace of it.

Fang Lin was secretly surprised, and then threw it into the Jiugong capsule, and then, a black stone appeared in Fang Lin's hand.

Yang Xuanfeng and everyone present were dull. What did Fang Lin pull out just now? Why is it so big like a big radish, and can still talk?

The most terrible thing is that the big turnip actually blocked Yang Xuanfeng's nine flying swords?

"I'm not mistaken, Fang Lin just pulled out, not a magic weapon, but a radish?" A royal child said dumbfounded.