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"Li Daoyou, I think we'd better not show off our tongue and divide the victory by our ability. The longer we waste here, the more serious the mortals are! If mortals die more, it's not a good job for you and me." Fang Lin snorted coldly.
"Since you think your life is long, I'm naturally too lazy to talk nonsense." Li Yong glanced at the war in the distance and his eyes moved slightly.
"You and I will decide the outcome. How does the city belong?" Fang Lin said with a slight squint in his eyes.
"You want one-on-one?!" Li Yong picked his eyebrows and looked a little unnatural.
ONE VS ONE?
Chu Xiong was stunned and glanced at the people in front.
Does the monk still have a single choice?
In general, there is no single choice, but there are some in the siege. Sometimes when the two sides fight, in order to avoid too much death and injury to each other, the two sides will choose to let the Taoist with the highest cultivation fight, so as to determine the ownership of the final city.
This method is often accepted by both sides in some less important cities. Therefore, Fang Lin put forward this proposal today.
Of course, there are reasons why Fang Lin put forward this proposal. On the one hand, there are many people on the other side and few on his own side. Another reason is that he is a high-level cultivation of fanti, and Li Yong's cultivation is similar to his, so if they really fight, he has a good chance of winning.
As soon as Fang Lin finished speaking, a thin man came up from behind Li Yong. The fluctuation of aura emitted by him confirmed that he was a middle-level Taoist.
"Hum, thanks to what you said, there are few of you and many of us. Why should we fight one-on-one with you? If you think you are not an opponent, just quit the city, and we won't really wipe you out at one stroke." the thin man snorted coldly and pushed Fang Lin's words back.
Li Yongzheng didn't know how to reply to Fang Lin. after listening to the words of the man beside him, Li Yongzheng turned his head and nodded approvingly.
There were many of them. Naturally, he was unwilling to fight with Fang Lin one-on-one, but if he refused to export, he seemed to be afraid of Fang Lin, so he was a little difficult for the moment.
"Li Daoyou, what do you say?" Fang Lin frowned and looked a little unhappy.
"I mean the same as younger martial brother Zhao." Li Yong smiled.
Younger martial brother Zhao naturally refers to the thin man standing next to him.
"Since Li Daoyou insists, I can only agree." Fang Lin's face is gloomy.
Lin an and others don't look good, because once the two sides really fight, their own people are half less than the opposite side, and the losing face is too big.
Chu Xiong stood behind and felt the fluctuation of each other's aura slightly. Twenty three people, except Li Yong, who was a high-level cultivation of fanti, and six middle-level cultivation of fanti, were all low-level cultivation of fanti.
The comparison of top combat power between the two sides is still similar, but there is a gap in the number of Taoists with low cultivation. In the Taoist's fighting method, the top combat power of that side has an advantage, which is the real advantage. So, I don't think my side will really lose.
"Chu Xiong, don't fight too far away from me. Pay attention, follow me." Lin An's nervous voice spread to Chu Xiong's brain again.
"Don't worry, I'll follow you." Chu Xiong glanced at the people of Huang Tianguan and replied in his heart.
At this time, the two sides are still some distance away. Although the Taoists of Huang Tianguan decided to fight in groups, they still need to get together slowly. After all, it's too far away, and casting spells doesn't have much effect.
Get ready to fight.
Seeing the enemy coming in a fan-shaped circle, Fang Lin quickly called the people. He also patted the storage bag and summoned three throwing knives.
These three throwing knives are shining and mysterious. Chu Xiong knows that these three throwing knives are medium-level magic tools, and they look like one set!
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"Li Daoyou, I think we'd better not show off our tongue and divide the victory by our ability. The longer we waste here, the more serious the mortals are! If mortals die more, it's not a good job for you and me." Fang Lin snorted coldly.
"Since you think your life is long, I'm naturally too lazy to talk nonsense." Li Yong glanced at the war in the distance and his eyes moved slightly.
"You and I will decide the outcome. How does the city belong?" Fang Lin said with a slight squint in his eyes.
"You want one-on-one?!" Li Yong picked his eyebrows and looked a little unnatural.
ONE VS ONE?
Chu Xiong was stunned and glanced at the people in front.
Does the monk still have a single choice?
In general, there is no single choice, but there are some in the siege. Sometimes when the two sides fight, in order to avoid too much death and injury to each other, the two sides will choose to let the Taoist with the highest cultivation fight, so as to determine the ownership of the final city.
This method is often accepted by both sides in some less important cities. Therefore, Fang Lin put forward this proposal today.
Of course, there are reasons why Fang Lin put forward this proposal. On the one hand, there are many people on the other side and few on his own side. Another reason is that he is a high-level cultivation of fanti, and Li Yong's cultivation is similar to his, so if they really fight, he has a good chance of winning.
As soon as Fang Lin finished speaking, a thin man came up from behind Li Yong. The fluctuation of aura emitted by him confirmed that he was a middle-level Taoist.
"Hum, thanks to what you said, there are few of you and many of us. Why should we fight one-on-one with you? If you think you are not an opponent, just quit the city, and we won't really wipe you out at one stroke." the thin man snorted coldly and pushed Fang Lin's words back.
Li Yongzheng didn't know how to reply to Fang Lin. after listening to the words of the man beside him, Li Yongzheng turned his head and nodded approvingly.
There were many of them. Naturally, he was unwilling to fight with Fang Lin one-on-one, but if he refused to export, he seemed to be afraid of Fang Lin, so he was a little difficult for the moment.
"Li Daoyou, what do you say?" Fang Lin frowned and looked a little unhappy.
"I mean the same as younger martial brother Zhao." Li Yong smiled.
Younger martial brother Zhao naturally refers to the thin man standing next to him.
"Since Li Daoyou insists, I can only agree." Fang Lin's face is gloomy.
Lin an and others don't look good, because once the two sides really fight, their own people are half less than the opposite side, and the losing face is too big.
Chu Xiong stood behind and felt the fluctuation of each other's aura slightly. Twenty three people, except Li Yong, who was a high-level cultivation of fanti, and six middle-level cultivation of fanti, were all low-level cultivation of fanti.
The comparison of top combat power between the two sides is still similar, but there is a gap in the number of Taoists with low cultivation. In the Taoist's fighting method, the top combat power of that side has an advantage, which is the real advantage. So, I don't think my side will really lose.
"Chu Xiong, don't fight too far away from me. Pay attention, follow me." Lin An's nervous voice spread to Chu Xiong's brain again.
"Don't worry, I'll follow you." Chu Xiong glanced at the people of Huang Tianguan and replied in his heart.
At this time, the two sides are still some distance away. Although the Taoists of Huang Tianguan decided to fight in groups, they still need to get together slowly. After all, it's too far away, and casting spells doesn't have much effect.
Get ready to fight.
Seeing the enemy coming in a fan-shaped circle, Fang Lin quickly called the people. He also patted the storage bag and summoned three throwing knives.
These three throwing knives are shining and mysterious. Chu Xiong knows that these three throwing knives are medium-level magic tools, and they look like one set!
"Li Daoyou, I think we'd better not show off our tongue and divide the victory by our ability. The longer we waste here, the more serious the mortals are! If mortals die more, it's not a good job for you and me." Fang Lin snorted coldly."Since you think your life is long, I'm naturally too lazy to talk nonsense." Li Yong glanced at the war in the distance and his eyes moved slightly."You and I will decide the outcome. How does the city belong?" Fang Lin said with a slight squint in his eyes."You want one-on-one?!" Li Yong picked his eyebrows and looked a little unnatural.ONE VS ONE?Chu Xiong was stunned and glanced at the people in front.Does the monk still have a single choice?In general, there is no single choice, but there are some in the siege. Sometimes when the two sides fight, in order to avoid too much death and injury to each other, the two sides will choose to let the Taoist with the highest cultivation fight, so as to determine the ownership of the final city.This method is often accepted by both sides in some less important cities. Therefore, Fang Lin put forward this proposal today.Of course, there are reasons why Fang Lin put forward this proposal. On the one hand, there are many people on the other side and few on his own side. Another reason is that he is a high-level cultivation of fanti, and Li Yong's cultivation is similar to his, so if they really fight, he has a good chance of winning.As soon as Fang Lin finished speaking, a thin man came up from behind Li Yong. The fluctuation of aura emitted by him confirmed that he was a middle-level Taoist."Hum, thanks to what you said, there are few of you and many of us. Why should we fight one-on-one with you? If you think you are not an opponent, just quit the city, and we won't really wipe you out at one stroke." the thin man snorted coldly and pushed Fang Lin's words back.Li Yongzheng didn't know how to reply to Fang Lin. after listening to the words of the man beside him, Li Yongzheng turned his head and nodded approvingly.There were many of them. Naturally, he was unwilling to fight with Fang Lin one-on-one, but if he refused to export, he seemed to be afraid of Fang Lin, so he was a little difficult for the moment."Li Daoyou, what do you say?" Fang Lin frowned and looked a little unhappy."I mean the same as younger martial brother Zhao." Li Yong smiled.Younger martial brother Zhao naturally refers to the thin man standing next to him."Since Li Daoyou insists, I can only agree." Fang Lin's face is gloomy.Lin an and others don't look good, because once the two sides really fight, their own people are half less than the opposite side, and the losing face is too big.Chu Xiong stood behind and felt the fluctuation of each other's aura slightly. Twenty three people, except Li Yong, who was a high-level cultivation of fanti, and six middle-level cultivation of fanti, were all low-level cultivation of fanti.The comparison of top combat power between the two sides is still similar, but there is a gap in the number of Taoists with low cultivation. In the Taoist's fighting method, the top combat power of that side has an advantage, which is the real advantage. So, I don't think my side will really lose."Chu Xiong, don't fight too far away from me. Pay attention, follow me." Lin An's nervous voice spread to Chu Xiong's brain again."Don't worry, I'll follow you." Chu Xiong glanced at the people of Huang Tianguan and replied in his heart.At this time, the two sides are still some distance away. Although the Taoists of Huang Tianguan decided to fight in groups, they still need to get together slowly. After all, it's too far away, and casting spells doesn't have much effect.Get ready to fight.Seeing the enemy coming in a fan-shaped circle, Fang Lin quickly called the people. He also patted the storage bag and summoned three throwing knives.These three throwing knives are shining and mysterious. Chu Xiong knows that these three throwing knives are medium-level magic tools, and they look like one set!
