Chapter 832

"Well, is your name Chen or something?" Fang Lin stared at Chen Wu for a while, and suddenly a sentence came out, which almost made Chen Wu faint.

"Fang Lin! How dare you insult me like this!" Chen Wu said angrily.

Fang Lin looked innocent. He really couldn't remember the name of this guy for a time. After all, he only fought with him once, and there was no intersection.

"Oh, I remember. Is it called Chen Wu?" Fang Lin slapped his forehead and finally remembered Chen Wu's name.

Chen Wu felt that Fang Lin was deliberately humiliating and belittling himself.

"Fang Lin, today I will wash away the shame of my previous failure!" Chen Wu roared, and the silver sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

Fang Lin looked up and down at Chen Wu and said with a smile, "you haven't reached the spiritual pulse yet."

Chen Wu snorted coldly, "you are the same. You are not qualified to say me before you reach the spiritual pulse!"

Fang Lin smiled and didn't say much. He didn't feel much about Chen Wu. Although he had fought, he couldn't talk about hatred.

However, Chen Wu, who had suffered a defeat in his own hands, regarded it as a disgrace and always wanted to find his way back.

Unfortunately, Fang Lin had already left the dry country, and Chen Wu had no chance to fight with Fang Lin again.

Now, the two actually met in the battle of the nine kingdoms. For Chen Wu, this is definitely a good opportunity to wash away the humiliation of failure.

"Come on, let me see if your strength has improved over the past so long." Fang Lin waved to Chen Wu, as if to give Chen Wu some advice.

Chen Wu was angry and moved. The whole person seemed to be completely integrated with the sword in his hand. The sword light hit, as fast as thunder.

Compared with the original three kingdoms, Chen Wu's strength has indeed improved a lot. At least the power and speed of this sword are completely different.

Unfortunately, although Chen Wu has become much stronger, Fang Lin has become stronger and stronger to an unimaginable extent.

One step out, Fang Lin's momentum was released, like a huge wave, which hit Chen Wu hard.

Chen Wu waved his sword hard, but it was a pity that it had no effect. The whole person was still shocked and flew out.

"How is it possible?" Chen Wu retreated again and again, finally stabilizing his body, looking at Fang Lin with astonishment on his face.

Fang Lin carried his hands behind him, with a smile on his face, and said, "come again, try your best."

Chen Wu gnashed his teeth. Fang Lin's relaxed expression made him feel humiliated.

"If you dare to look down on me like this, you will regret it!" Chen Wu roared, his spiritual eyes opened in front of his forehead, and a long sword formed by the power of spiritual eyes roared out.

As soon as this sword appeared, it had a very strong breath. Even if it was not an entity, it was extremely solid. At a glance, it must have been bred in Chen Wu's spiritual eyes for a long time.

Seeing this, Fang Lin didn't care much. Chen Wu's sword was enough to hurt himself.

At that moment, Fang Lin waved his fist, and the power of kylin spread out, turning into a huge fist print, which collided with the long sword.

Fang Lin retreated slightly, and his face was a little surprised. He used Kirin martial arts, but he didn't take too much advantage. It can be seen that the power of Chen Wu's sword is indeed extraordinary.

Chen Wuwa's voice spewed blood, and the long sword, which had been gestated with the power of spiritual eyes for a long time, was shattered by Fang Lin's fist, which was really a little unacceptable for him.

"Unfortunately, your spiritual eyes haven't been opened for a long time. If this sword can be bred for a longer time, its power will be stronger." Fang Lin shook his head and said.

Chen Wu secretly hated. Of course, he also knew this. Unfortunately, the opening time of his spiritual eyes was too short, and the gestation time of this sword was not long, and the power could only reach this level.

"Misty three moves!" At present, Chen Wu's heart was horizontal, and he showed his unique skills. The three exquisite sword moves of the ethereal sect circulated.

These three sword moves are really exquisite. There are three swords in total, but it seems that thousands of sword lights appear at the same time and continue.

Fang Lin was calm, and the Kirin battle suit came out, covering his whole body, and at the same time, he showed a finger in the sky.

Chen Wu's face changed greatly. He remembered this move. It was under this sky that he lost to Fang Lin.

Now, Fang Lin once again showed this move, which is much more powerful than when the three kingdoms were compared. I don't know how much stronger it is.

As if the sky dropped a finger to kill all living beings, Chen Wu's three sword moves did not work on the Kirin battle suit, but Chen Wu himself had to face this powerful finger.

"How can I lose under the same move?" Chen Wu roared, and the whole person was as crazy as a madman. He even broke out all his strength and waved the last sword.

This last sword, also the strongest sword, is the cohesion of all Chen Wu's forces. This sword overdrafts everything he has. No matter whether he wins or loses, he will lose the power to fight again after one sword.

Boom!!!

The collision between the sword and the finger reached the extreme. Chen Wu's eyes darkened, and his whole body softened and fell directly to the ground.

Fang Lin looked at Chen Wu indifferently without expression.

There is no doubt that Fang Lin won this battle, and from beginning to end, he was in an overwhelming advantage, giving Chen Wu few opportunities.

This is a gap in strength, which is completely incomparable. Maybe there was not much difference between the two when the three countries were in a big match.

But now, Fang Lin has completely left Chen Wu behind, at a fundamentally different level.

Fang Lin's strength is enough to fight against the spiritual pulse without defeat, but Chen Wu can't even fight against the spiritual pulse. Even if he has some good means, he can't be Fang Lin's opponent.

"Enlarge the tripod and win 39 games in a row."

In the cloud country of the lower three kingdoms, among several big cities, many people are paying attention to Chen Wu's war.

After all, Chen Wu is the pride of the cloud country, and it is also the pride of the cloud country. Naturally, those who fight in the cloud country pay close attention to him and hope that Chen Wu can win.

But Yun Guowu's people never expected that Chen Wu actually met Fang Lin, the amazing Xuanguo Fang Lin who once competed in the Three Kingdoms.

"Is it really Fang Lin who defeated Chen Wu?"

"His appearance has hardly changed. It's definitely him!"

"I didn't expect this forest to be so strong, and the gap is too big."

"Such a person will eventually take off like a Qianlong."

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Winning 39 games in a row did not change Fang Lin's ranking much, but it was still around 4000.

The opponents Fang Lin met next were basically not roles that could be solved with one punch.

Fang Lin finally became serious, giving full play to his strength and defeating one opponent after another. His ranking gradually climbed from 4000 to 2000.

More than half a month has passed since the first phase of the nine kingdoms Tianjiao war, and only the last ten days remain.