The young man from the Golden Horn tribe slowly raised his hand and condensed a golden spear in his hand.
With a hiss, he threw the golden gun and killed Fang Ling.
Fang Ling suddenly turned around and punched him.
Jin Qiang was defeated by his iron fist, but he also took two steps back.
The young people from the Golden Horn tribe were a little surprised when they saw this.
"It's obviously just a human race, but the physical body is so strong?" Although he couldn't tell Fang Ling's realm.
But I could see his approximate age, so I was amazed by this.
You must know that among the hundreds of races, only the human race has the weakest physical body.
But the body of the young man in front of him was similar to that of the Supreme with the blood of the emperor, or even stronger.
The reason why these people are unaware of Fang Ling's true realm is because he has practiced the Tianyin Gong.
The Tianyin Kung Fu was taught to him by Master Hua Thief, and its only effect is to hide the realm.
Young people from the Golden Horn Clan cannot sense Fang Ling's realm, but Fang Ling can judge his cultivation level at a glance.
The realm of this young man from the Golden Horn tribe is not low, he is in the middle stage of Yuheng realm.
It's a whole level higher than him and a small level higher.
"My name is Jin Buhuan, and my subordinates never kill unknown people. Can you tell me your name?" Jin Buhuan said.
"Fang Ling!" He said calmly, while condensing the natal blood sword in his hand.
The natal blood sword blessed by Tongyuan Sword Soul gave Jin Buhuan a stinging feeling as soon as it appeared.
"I didn't expect that there would be a tough battle right after I woke up." He smiled.
"Well, it's just a good time to stretch your muscles!"
"Have you ever heard of the great magical power of my Golden Horn clan?"
He clasped his palms together, and a powerful aura rippled out with him as the center.
At the same time, the skin on his body also turned golden, and at first glance he looked like a man made of gold.
"A body that can fight a hundred battles will never be destroyed."
"The invincible golden body of my Golden Horn clan!"
He struck his hands together, making a dull metal collision sound.
Then the whole person rushed towards Fang Ling with such force that the black crystal bricks in the hall were trampled into pieces.
Fang Ling swung his sword, and the sword light struck Jin Buhuan but did not cause any harm to him.
While he was swinging his sword, Jin Buhuan was already close, wanting to fight him hand to hand.
"Die!" Jin Buhuan looked crazy and punched Fang Ling in the head.
But in the blink of an eye, Fang Ling disappeared, leaving him in vain.
He immediately changed direction and once again attacked Fang Ling, who had changed his position.
However, several successive attacks failed to work.
Although his strength is strong, he can't even touch the corners of Fang Ling's clothes.
This feeling of an iron fist hitting cotton made Jin Buhuan feel very aggrieved.
"Don't hide if you have the guts to confront me head-on!" he roared angrily.
"As you wish!" Fang Ling murmured, his body filled with evil energy.
Pingji's bloody sword also became crazy, like a hungry beast that escaped from its cage.
"Slay the dragon!" He jumped up and struck Jin Buhuan with his sword.
Because the main hall could not withstand this terrifying sword energy, it was instantly pierced by the sword energy.
The sword energy spreads in all directions, strangling everything!
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In the mine tunnel, the old woman and the woman in white were slowly exploring.
But suddenly, the old woman seemed to notice something, and her expression changed.
She immediately raised her hand and formed a blue shield to protect the two of them.
With a rumble, the mine tunnel began to collapse, and at the same time, a sword energy swept out from the depths of the mine tunnel and roared past.
"Such a powerful sword energy, just the aftermath is so powerful." The old woman said solemnly.
The woman in white looked happy: "Fortunately, my mother-in-law reacted quickly, otherwise I would have suffered..."
"By the way, what happened? Who is fighting?"
"Could it be the guy just now?"
"We're not sure, but we'd better get out of here now," the old woman said.
"Miss! My cultivation level is limited and I may not be a match for those who fight with magic, so I can't take risks."
"If that's really that guy, then he must be a descendant of a swordsman family." The woman in white muttered.
"Don't worry about it now, it's important to retreat!" The old woman didn't care whether she agreed or not, he immediately pulled her and left the ancient mine.
At this moment, the battle broke out.
Fang Ling held the sword in his right hand, floating in the air, silently looking at the ruins of the collapsed hall.
The ruins were filled with dust, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.
After a while, Jin Buhuan climbed up from the ruins.
At this time, he was in an extremely embarrassed state, his invincible golden body was broken, and his body was stained with dust.
There is even a bone-breaking scar on his chest. This is the sword Fang Ling struck just now!
Jin Buhuan looked up at Fang Ling and said, "It's a very strong sword, but fortunately your cultivation level is not high, otherwise this sword might kill me directly."
"Having been asleep for tens of thousands of years, could there be any changes in the outside world that made future generations become so powerful?"
Fang Ling did not comment, raised his hand and prepared to strike again.
Jin Buhuan's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect Fang Ling to be able to perform sword moves like the one just now.
He didn't want to take another blow, so he quickly used his destiny technique.
I saw a flash of golden light at the wound on his chest, and the bone-shattering injury healed in an instant without even leaving a scar.
"Is this the regeneration technique of the Golden Horns that Master Sword said?"
"Sure enough..." Fang Ling nodded, recognizing Jin Buhuan's strength.
But that's all, he has decided to let Jin Buhuan become his nourishment.
He turned his wrist and struck out with his sword again.
This sword is the second of the three sword demon styles - Wentian!
This sword is more terrifying than killing a dragon and is indestructible.
Jin Buhuan could feel the change in sword energy, and was horrified in his heart.
He already regretted taking action against Fang Ling.
But there is no way to turn back, so he can only fight to the death.
"I didn't expect that in the first battle after waking up, I would have to show my trump card..."
"Fang Ling, I remember you, you are a strong person that I admire!"
As he thought, a golden spear suddenly appeared in his hand.
This golden spear is dazzling and sharp, exuding a heaven-destroying aura.
"I, Jin Buhuan, am the last generation of the Golden Horn clan's genius."
"This is my companion spiritual treasure, the golden spear that breaks the sky!"
"This spear also killed the prodigious saints of other tribes back then. Today I will give you this treasure as a gift!"
The golden veins on Jin Buhuan's forehead popped out, and his whole aura climbed to its peak.
He roared angrily and threw the spear with all his strength.
The terrifying power of Fang Ling Wentian's sword was instantly overwhelmed by it.
With a sneer, the Hyunjin Sky-breaking Spear penetrated Fang Ling's body.
Seeing this, Jin Buhuan breathed a sigh of relief secretly: "Finally..."
But the next moment, his expression changed wildly, as if he had seen a ghost.
Because he saw Fang Ling smiling and saw him pulling out the Hyunjin Breaking Spear from his body with both hands.
"Impossible! How could you, a mere human being, survive being penetrated by my divine spear?!" Jin Buhuan shouted hysterically.
Fang Ling lowered his head and looked at his chest, where he saw a big hole poked by the Hyunjin Sky-breaking Spear.
However, at this moment, the flesh and blood were remodeling at a speed visible to the naked eye, and within a short time, the blood hole grew back.
"I didn't expect you had such a trump card."
"This weapon is very good, but it's a pity that it's mine now!"
Fang Ling raised his eyebrows and used the secret method of plundering taught to him by his fat master to force Jin Buhuan's companion spirit treasure to be refined.
Jin Buhuan felt that the connection between himself and Hyun Jin Potian Spear was forcibly cut off, and he collapsed even more.
"No, you can't do this, give me my baby back!" he shouted.
"As you wish!" Fang Ling tightened his grip on the spear and aimed at Jin Buhuan.
With a stabbing sound, the Hyunjin Heaven-breaking Spear shot out and headed towards him.
Jin Buhuan made a loud sound and was so angry that he vomited blood.
His eyes were full of reluctance, but he knew that if he didn't leave, he might have to explain himself here today.
"Heaven's solution!" The moment the spear was about to penetrate his body, the whole person turned into a burst of light and disappeared.
Fang Ling looked at the place where Jin Buhuan disappeared and frowned slightly.
"It's a pity that with such good blood and body, he was allowed to run away."
"But at least there is still something to gain..." He looked at the Hyunjin Heaven-breaking Spear that exuded a destructive aura, and nodded with satisfaction.