"In that case, why don't you surrender to me? I'm also worried that I will have to kill you when you lose control of yourself."
"I also think this is a good idea."
Fang Lin was treating the other person in his own way.
"Hmph, I think so highly of you that you would say this to me. It seems like I am being overly sentimental."
"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight now! You are a weird true immortal who defeated the Three-Star Golden Immortal. I will use my best ability to deal with you, and I will not be merciful to you."
Murong Yanyan snorted and moved her hand, and a blood-red fan immediately appeared in her palm.
This fan is very simple, even simple.
It is a simple bamboo frame with a red silk fan glued on it. There is not even a single word painted on it.
A golden-red blurry shadow appeared behind Murong Yanyan.
"You are very good. I will use my full strength when I come up. Whether you can survive or not depends on you."
Even though it was time for a decisive battle, Murong Yanyan was still willing to give Fang Lin a chance.
"Thank you for taking care of me!"
Fang Lin expressed his gratitude to the girl, but he would never change the same choice.
Fang Lin holds the Qianjun Sword, and it is indeed difficult to deal with Murong Yanyan. But now there is only one battle.
"Thousand Sword Jue!"
Fang Lin shouted, "No need to be polite, he attacked instantly."
Countless sword intentions shrouded Murong Yanyan.
"Huh, easy!"
Murong Yanyan smiled slightly, not taking it to heart at all, and lightly flapped the red folding fan in her hand. The power of the sword was actually deflected a lot.
Immediately, Murong Yanyan immediately launched an attack on Fang Lin, and the red folding fan changed the direction of the attack and swept towards Fang Lin.
This tornado rushed in front of him in an instant, surged up from under Fang Lin's feet, and blew Fang Lin into the air.
"This wind makes me unable to control myself!"
Fang Lin's heart surged with turmoil, and he floated involuntarily.
Murong Yanyan smiled below and continued to wave the red folding fan, and a whirlwind continued to come.
How could Fang Lin let Murong Yanyan have the upper hand? He immediately walked with his sword and quickly disappeared in mid-air.
Fang Lin immediately turned back and frantically absorbed the power of the fairy spirit, trying to gather a giant sword to assassinate Murong Yanyan.
"Humph, I think very highly of you, don't let me down today!"
Murong Yanyan stands below. Although she is young and passionate, she is very strong and has rich combat experience.
She immediately guessed several possibilities of Fang Lin's actions, quickly circled around herself, and waved the folding fan.
The strong wind directly blew Fang Lin away. Fang Lin's body hit the barrier hard.
If the barrier hadn't been improved this time, Fang Lin would have broken out of the barrier and failed.
Wang Zixuan and Qian Mingshi suddenly became anxious. They both cheered up for Fang Lin and did not want to see him fail.
"He can really only deal with three-star Golden Immortals and below? Four-star Golden Immortals is his limit."
"Impossible! Although it is difficult now, he must have other ways to win!"
"You should open your eyes and take a look and give up! No matter how powerful he is, he is only a seven-star true immortal. It is impossible."
In the stands, Murong Yong was not surprised at all by the situation that Murong Yanyan was crushing. He pinched his lush beard and nodded with satisfaction.
Murong Tuoyan was uncontrollably worried and leaned forward, watching carefully.
"I don't know if this little brother can break through the restrictions!"
Mu Shiming was also worried, but felt helpless.
"You have to work hard, and you still have a chance to win."
"Oh, there is no other way. Who let your opponent be this freak girl!"
In fact, no one in the stands wanted to watch this match except Murong Yong.
Fang Lin came back from the barrier with a storm in his heart. Now if he wants to win, he must come up with a good way.
"How can you still hide? I said I won't stop."
Murong Yanyan enlarged the folding fan, held the folding fan with both hands and moved towards Fang Lin.
Fang Lin was about to be enveloped by the wind in an instant, and directly inserted the Qianjun Sword into the ground.
Then he mobilized all the fairy power that could be absorbed in this barrier, and instantly golden illusory scales appeared on his right arm, and then turned towards Murong Yanyan.
"Dragon Controller! He has cultivated to such a high level!"
Murong Yong was very surprised and couldn't sit still for a moment.
Murong Tuoyan was pretending to be stupid, "Hey, this young man's talent is so high, and he can actually practice the advanced immortal skill of Dragon Control so skillfully!"
Murong Yong looked at him coldly, not daring to believe it, "Is there really no trace of you in this?"
"Whatever you say, if you want to falsely accuse a good person, you have to provide evidence."
Murong Tuoyan opened the folding fan and fanned herself.
The dragon-controlling hand instantly grasped the tornado and crushed it.
Murong Yanyan was shocked when she saw the Dragon Controller. She had long heard that this was a high-level holy skill in the family. Very few people could practice it, let alone practice it to such a high level. Unexpectedly
Fang Lin can actually do it.
Fang Lin's talent is indeed strong enough, and she did not misjudge the person.
Fang Lin succeeded with one blow and was very excited. However, he was not willing to stop and waved the dragon control hand again.
> He mobilized 30% of his strength and shot towards Murong Yanyan.
"Shake the Dragon!"
A shock wave shot out from the huge palm and rushed towards Murong Yanyan in an instant.
Murong Yanyan suffered heavy injuries and was knocked away. Her red clothes instantly burst out with dazzling light, offsetting most of the impact.
Murong Yanyan still spit out a mouthful of blood.
"I originally wanted to deal with you lightly, but I didn't expect you to be so difficult to deal with!"
"It seems that I have to use all my abilities!"
After saying that, Murong Yanyan shouted instantly at the edge of the barrier, and the shadow behind him instantly turned blood red, and the image of a woman gradually condensed.
"She actually looks different from her!"
Fang Lin felt a little strange when he saw this.
But we still have to attack.
"Capture the dragon!"
Fang Lin roared angrily and grabbed Murong Yanyan with his huge hand.
Murong Yanyan opened her eyes and turned blood red. The red shadow instantly took over Murong Yanyan's red folding fan and waved it gently at Fang Lin.
Countless blood-red threads rushed over and quickly wrapped around Fang Lin's palm, frantically absorbing his power and injecting some substances. Fang Lin felt that his attack power was getting weaker and weaker, and he felt pity for Murong Yanyan.
.
"What kind of move is this? Is she being controlled by this golden body?"
The whirlwind collided with the dragon driver, and a large amount of the dragon driver's power was absorbed, and Fang Lin had to dodge again.
Fortunately, Fang Lin's rolling stone step can still be used, which is the legendary god-level step.
Fang Lin dodged while observing Murong Yanyan's abnormal situation.
Originally, the golden body in the Golden Fairyland should be golden and similar in appearance to its owner.
Fang Lin's eyes fell on Murong Yanyan's red clothes.
This chapter has been completed!