The Art of the Great Sword

Fang Qingyang spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and sat on the ground with a hideous face. The wound was bleeding out, and the bones inside were clearly visible.

The injury was indeed very serious!

The monk looked at Fang Qingyang in surprise, "It's you again!"

"Sir."

Fang Qingyang bowed his hand and accidentally pulled the wound, grimacing in pain, "I don't know what grudge this guy has against me. Not only did he accidentally rush into my camp, but he also wanted to kill me. I had no choice but to fight back..."

"You did a good job!"

The man smiled, he walked forward and pressed on Fang Qingyang's eyebrows, feeling the surging blood and energy in the latter's body, his eyes became brighter, "Not bad, very good!"

He retracted his hand, "This guy is an undercover of the Sword Dynasty. We have long known that there is an undercover in the city, but we have never been able to find out who it is. Murong Jiu obviously wants to rely on his internal and external cooperation to capture Black Water City. Unfortunately, he was too anxious and dared to sneak into the tower!"

As he said, he sneered, "Fortunately, the tower is heavily guarded, and his little tricks are not worth mentioning. Let's go, pick him up and follow me to the tower!"

"Sir... Sir, how can I go like this?"

Fang Qingyang looked bitter, "I'm too badly injured, I'm afraid I can't move at all!"

"Fool, stop the bleeding first, do you know that this may be the biggest opportunity of your life?"

The monk sneered, "Follow me!"

Fang Qingyang pulled the corner of his mouth, took out the ointment from the ring and applied it to the wound, then stood up little by little, stretched out his hand to carry Shen Yi, and followed the monk.

The two came all the way to the tower. Fang Qingyang seemed to be staring at the front without distraction, but in fact he was always remembering the surrounding position.

Including how many levels he had passed and how many formations he had crossed.

Finally, the two came to the bottom of the tower, which was also the core area of ​​the sacrificial formation.

Five kings and princes with strong breath were sitting there, and each of them was injecting their endless spiritual energy into the formation.

Dozens of unconscious monks were lying here and there, all wearing guard uniforms. They were obviously from the same background as Shen Yi, and were all peripheral captains.

"Caught?"

A prince raised his eyes and said indifferently, "You actually let a sixth-level supernatural power cultivator suppress his aura and sneak in. What crime should you be punished for?"

"My lord, this is indeed my fault!"

The monk was trembling all over. He pointed at Fang Qingyang and explained the whole story, emphasizing that "he has a strong blood and energy body."

"Oh?"

The prince raised his eyebrows and hooked his finger, "Come here."

Fang Qingyang walked up honestly and threw Shen Yi on the ground, "Meet the lord."

The prince put his hand on Fang Qingyang's head, injected spiritual energy into it, explored it wantonly for a while, and then withdrew his hand lightly, "It is indeed the ninth level of the Yuandan realm, but the power of blood and qi is huge, even better than the body cultivator of the Shentong realm!"

"Sir, he has also made contributions. Why not let him stay here to serve you, and leave the rest of these chores to him."

The cultivator smiled and flattered him.

"Then you stay."

The prince glanced at the mark on Fang Qingyang's shoulder and realized that this kid must be innocent. In addition, the only undercover was caught, so he didn't think much, "Throw him into the formation first!"

"Do it."

The cultivator pushed Fang Qingyang.

Fang Qingyang reached out and lifted up Shen Yi on the ground, took two steps forward, grinned, "Kill him like this, it's a bargain for him."

After saying that, Fang Qingyang threw him into the formation.

He saw Shen Yi's relieved eyes.

It was worth it to exchange his life for Fang Qingyang's trust here.

"Swish!"

Shen Yi's body fell into the formation, and a terrifying airflow swept over, eating his flesh and blood, and finally condensed into a drop of blood essence, which fell into the pool in the center.

"From now on, every hour, put two people into the formation."

The prince gave the order.

"Yes, sir!"

Fang Qingyang lowered his eyebrows and looked pleasing.

For the next three days, Fang Qingyang kept repeating this process.

He threw all the dozens of people into the formation one by one. As time passed, he could clearly feel that the expansion of the blood essence in the formation had reached a critical point.

On the third night, another group of people were sent in. Their spiritual energy was blocked and they could not move. They stared at the formation with horror.

"There is only one day left, and the formation will be completely completed."

One of the princes smiled, "After the mission is completed, there is no need to stay in Black Water City. We can all return to the Holy Land of Yaochi."

Fang Qingyang was shocked by this sentence.

Return to the Holy Land of Yaochi?

These princes are not from the Red Moon Dynasty, but from the Holy Land of Yaochi?

His eyes gradually became cold. From this point of view, the reason for the matter has been revealed.

There is a huge sacrificial formation in the Holy Land of Yaochi. This formation has many sub-formations, one of which is in Black Water City.

The reason why Black Water City is so important should be inseparable from this sub-formation, so the royal family will not allow Black Water City to be captured anyway.

In addition, the former crown prince Jiang Yin is in the hands of the Red Moon Dynasty, so there is actually a lot of room for mediation, and both sides can get their own demands.

My father disappeared because he attacked Black Water City, and Jiang Ding and the royal family were highly suspected.

Now Murong Jiu attacked Black Water City again, and the emperor issued twelve consecutive golden orders to urge him to withdraw.

If you say there is no connection between them, no one will believe it!

Therefore, some people in the royal family of the Sword Dynasty united with the Red Moon Dynasty to achieve their own conspiracy, and the sacrificial formation in the Yaochi Holy Land is the key to all this!

Even Jiang Yin was just a branch of that matter, used as a bargaining chip for mutual transactions.

As for Murong Jiu and the Northern Expedition Army he led, in the eyes of the top leaders, they were just pawns in the game of mutual games, and everyone wanted to use them!

At first, the emperor wanted Murong Jiu to show some color to the Red Moon Dynasty in order to gain more bargaining chips, but no one expected Murong Jiu to advance all the way and actually advance to Black Water City.

The Red Moon Dynasty held Jiang Yin as a card and could not completely tear its face, so the emperor was a little panicked and hurriedly urged Murong Jiu to withdraw his troops.

But Murong Jiu insisted on his own way. As the saying goes, a general is not subject to the orders of the king when he is away. In order to avenge Fang Xuanxiao, he finally came to this step, and it was impossible to withdraw his troops temporarily!

This made the emperor furious. While issuing golden orders continuously, he began to cut off Murong Jiu's rear supply.

This gave rise to Murong Jiu's idea of ​​fighting to support the war!

Fang Qingyang retracted his thoughts, his eyes cold.

According to Shen Yi, Murong Jiu will launch a surprise attack on Black Water City tonight.

He has initially gained the trust of the princes, and whether it can succeed depends on this time.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a deafening roar, the shouts and screams outside the city shook the sky, the sharp sword light cut through the night, and the murderous aura spread.

Murong Jiu... attacked the city!