Recommended collection~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Dugu Wen At this moment, his eyes widened. He did not expect that this would be the case! ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUTOUT At this moment, Fang Lin raised his right hand slightly and his fingertips. Just now, after Duguwen finished speaking, he raised his hand and broke his bun. People of your generation cannot hurt you at all? Sorry, I hurt you a lot. Dare you come to Wudang to cause trouble? It's okay if you say you're invincible, but you can't beat me, Wudang, and you're still so arrogant! "Just now, what was it?" Dugu Wen asked in surprise. Fang Lin smoothed his bun, looked at his broken hair, and said: "Dugu Nine Swords, breaking sword style." Dugu Wen took a few steps back and said in disbelief: "How is it possible, how can you be so fast! The fastest sword in the world should be achieved by me, the orthodox disciple, who has mastered it. You, you are a stealer, who do you think you are?" Fang Lin waved his finger, what do you think? You are a kid, you are a thief. My brother was taught by your ancestor Sword Demon himself, and what you got is his own inheritance. Who do you think you are, someone who has inherited it for several generations? "What is Pindao? Pindao is the Dugu Nine Swords!" Fang Lin shouted. Duguwen raised the sword in his hand, looking like he was fighting you desperately. Fang Lin smiled and said, "How about you and Pindao both use the Dugu Nine Swords to prove their own skills and decide the outcome?" Dugu Wen's eyes narrowed. He firmly believed that the reason why this Taoist priest could be so strong was It relies on his powerful skills. With Dugu Nine Swords alone, he is definitely not as good as himself! Fang Lin looked around and was about to borrow a sword from Huang Haisheng, but he refused directly. Fang Lin was confused. Do you want to borrow a sword? Why are you so stingy? At this moment, Huang Haisheng was labeled stingy and stingy by Fang Lin. Fang Lin went to Song Yuanqiao to get a long sword. The swords of Wudang disciples are all very good, and they are all made by the best blacksmiths at high prices. Fang Lin danced a few sword flowers slightly, but they were not as smooth as Zhan Lu's, and they didn't have the sense of blood connection that Zhan Lu had. Fang Lin felt that this kind of sword couldn't be used. He said goodbye, went to a deserted corner, and took out his Zhan Lu. At this time, Fang Lin felt that he was at his peak state. Only in Zhan Lu could he find that feeling of soul! Duguwen looked at Fang Lin and stabbed directly with the long sword in his hand, which was the sword-breaking style! Fang Lin smiled slightly, and in the same way, he also swung Zhan Lu, the speed reached the extreme, breaking sword style! The two swords were directly connected together. Fang Lin smiled slightly, his sword was even faster! He directly opened the long sword in Duguwen's hand! The sword pointed at his throat and said: "You lose!" Duguwen shouted: "How is that possible? You must have used your internal power!" "Did you feel the internal power?" "I " Fang Lin said in a deep voice, "Are you considered one of the Dugu Nine Swordsmen?" Dugu Wen looked dissatisfied and said, "My tiger's mouth was shattered, otherwise, you can't be faster than me!" Fang Lin raised his head directly! When he got up, Zhan Lu cut his own hand with a sword and said: "Okay, now the poor Taoist's hand is also injured, come on!" From Fang Lin's point of view, to be in the limelight, you have to look beautiful and leave others speechless. It can be said! Duguwen snorted, still looking cold and cold, this time, Dugu Nine Swords, breaking sword style! Fang Lin raised his sword to meet him, with the same sword-breaking style! After a sound of metal and iron clashing together, Fang Lin stepped forward again and drew away Dugu Wen's long sword, pointing it at his throat! "Do you think this is the Dugu Nine Swords?" "Come again!" Dugu Wen roared. Next, is the most flexible whip breaking style! This time it was more direct, Fang Lin hit him on the elbow with the hilt of the sword, opened the sword, and pointed it at his throat! "Do you think this is the Dugu Nine Swords?" "Come again!" The sword pointed at the throat. "You can consider this the Dugu Nine Swords?" . . . . . . After the eight-move sword technique, Duguwen gasped. He felt that his world had collapsed. The confidence he had built up over the years was destroyed by the eight-move sword technique! "Do you know the general formula?" Duguwen's eyes were bloodshot and he stared at Fang Lin coldly. At this moment, his whole body was messy and his hair was disheveled, as if he was going crazy. Fang Lin shook his head. Duguwen looked up to the sky and roared several times, haha, this person is the most fundamental person.The general formula is no! No wonder he didn't need to compare his internal strength with his own. He didn't consider that on the same basis, the other party still won. He only thought that the other party was deliberately doing this to him. He raised his long sword and said: "The general formula is the heart technique of Dugu Nine Swords. It can be transformed into thousands of sword techniques. Do you dare to use your inner strength to fight with me? I will definitely take the head of a Taoist like you!" Fang Lin smiled and said nothing, expressing his acquiescence. He raised Zhan Lu, flicked the sword with his fingers, and a sharp sword sound resounded throughout the entire martial arts training ground. Zhan Lu's soul had begun to be closely connected with Fang Lin! Idealism, I think you have a soul, you have it! Everything depends on one heart! Duguwen's long sword is the same, and there is also a sword sound. Not bad, in his twenties, he is actually qualified to be a swordsman. The two sword sounds seemed to be the confrontation between two sword wielders. Fang Lin's sword sound seemed thicker. Zhan Lu, the sword of benevolence, although in Fang Lin's hands, was often not benevolent, its essence was not the same. Change. And Duguwen¡¯s sword cry was as sharp as the cry of an eagle! Fang Lin lifted Zhan Lu and stepped forward. He didn¡¯t use any movement skills or any fancy tricks, it was just a simple confrontation with sword moves! Duguwen also moved! "Breaking Sword Style!" Fang Lin's long sword was so fast that the shadow of the sword was blurred. Dugu Wen knew that he was faster and he couldn't match it, so he quickly put away his sword to resist. Fang Lin volleyed, and the sword suddenly changed direction, and Zhan Lu stabbed from the other side! Zhan Lu put his hand on Dugu Wen's neck, and Fang Lin smiled jokingly: "You still lost." Dugu Wen looked dejected. When I heard that someone used the Dugu Nine Swords at the martial arts conference, I wanted to kill him. I was the only successor of the Dugu Nine Swords, how could there be another one! Then he must have stolen it from somewhere, so he is going to kill Fang Lin! ¡°As a result, I was actually no match for him. His Dugu Nine Swords were even more exquisite than mine! He didn't know that Fang Lin had seen the Sword Demon use the Dugu Nine Swords. Although he only learned the Eight Swords and not the inner skills, it was definitely more authentic than his! Fang Lin looked at the long sword in Dugu Wen's hand and said coldly: "The only martial arts in the world that can't be broken is speed. Dugu's Nine Swords have offense but no defense. The strongest defense is offense! You, just now, defended!" Duguwen's face suddenly turned pale. Fang Lin said lightly: "You also call this Dugu Nine Swords!?"