The Art of the Great Sword

Fang Qingyang was in no mood to talk to him. This battle would not be easy, and he had to concentrate.

From the fact that he invited the platinum killer from Fengyu Tower, it could be seen that Zhao Long and Chen Xian Ce were determined to kill him.

When he returned, he would definitely find a chance to kill them all!

"Boy, the bodyguard spirit soldier just saved your life, but next time, when my sword falls on you, I'm afraid it will be a fatal blow."

The platinum killer sneered, and his eyes under the silver mask became more and more wanton.

"Shh!"

Silently, his sword light once again covered Fang Qingyang's body.

Under the magnificent sword light, Shen Zheng was amazed.

He really deserves to be the platinum killer!

This rich sword intent alone is enough to prove that he has reached a very high level in the way of sword cultivation. It is not difficult to kill Fang Qingyang.

Fang Qingyang sent out the Dragon Emperor Sword again, and with a sharp friction sound, his sword tip actually pierced into the magnificent sword light, and had a short-range confrontation with the Platinum Killer's magic sword.

Several consecutive collisions surprised the Platinum Killer.

"You... are a sword cultivator?"

He seemed to suddenly think of something and couldn't help but whisper.

A sword cultivator under the age of seventeen is really terrifying!

There is no such a young genius in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. This kid is unique.

"Boom!"

Fang Qingyang took a step forward, and the Dragon Emperor Sword once again slashed past in an ancient route, but in addition to the action, there were multiple sword powers bursting out continuously, which were other sword techniques integrated into the Great Wilderness Divine Sword Art.

So many sword techniques, releasing their power at the same time.

Stacking each other, it actually formed a terrifying power, instantly suppressing the opponent.

"Young sword cultivator, indeed, is quite good, but unfortunately he met me."

The eyes of the platinum killer gradually turned cold, "It is really a great sense of accomplishment to kill the future of a genius with one's own hands, Great Wave Heavenly Sword Technique!"

The sword light formed behind him, covering the sky and earth, like a river rising from the ground and hanging upside down above the nine heavens.

Then, he rushed towards Fang Qingyang fiercely.

"Puff puff puff!"

The waves were shocking. If you observe carefully, you will find that each wave is composed of tiny sword lights. The dense sword lights converge into waves, and one wave can engulf all opponents.

Shen Zheng's face was a little pale, not as comfortable as at the beginning.

Fang Qingyang's talent really stunned him.

Such a young sword cultivator, if he is allowed to develop, what will happen?

He began to feel lucky that if the senior brother only let him come to kill him, the result would definitely be very ugly.

"Boy, no matter how strong you are, it's useless. If you offend Elder Zhao and the senior brother, you will only die."

Shen Zheng thought so, and his worry was swept away.

‘Fortunately, the pressure I feel is not that strong.’

Fang Qingyang narrowed his eyes. He thought that the fifth-level sword cultivator of Yuandan Realm would suppress him in all aspects.

But after the actual confrontation, he realized that his magic sword and sword tactics were much better than the opponent, directly filling the weakness and deficit in realm.

Moreover, his physique was also blessed by Uncle Ao, which was also an advantage.

In this case, as long as he played normally, he would not lose!

“Die!”

The platinum killer sent out the magic sword with both hands, aggressively.

The waves behind him were shocking, and directly rolled Fang Qingyang’s body in.

This time, Fang Qingyang did not hide!

“Hahaha, this kid is dead.”

Shen Zheng was overjoyed. The gap in realm was like a chasm, difficult to cross.

Did he really think that he was the son of heaven and could cross the realm to kill the sword cultivator?

Face the reality as soon as possible!

The platinum killer took back the magic sword, his expression proud, "A generation of genius, was strangled by me personally, this scene must be recorded, and it will surely be passed down through the ages in the future..."

In front of him, the surging wave of sword intent had already engulfed Fang Qingyang.

The fine sword energy would penetrate into Fang Qingyang's limbs like a maggot attached to his bones.

Finally tear him into pieces!

Just when he thought everything was over, a bloody figure suddenly rushed out of the wave. He came so fast, like a resolute sword light, crossing the void.

"This..."

The platinum killer's pupils were horrified, and even he didn't react, and didn't even understand why it was like this.

Shouldn't this kid have been torn to pieces by countless sword intents long ago?

"One sword kills the god!"

Fang Qingyang's voice was hoarse, like a killing god coming back from hell.

He swung the Dragon Emperor Sword in his hand with all his strength, watching this terrifying sword light slash forward, and the platinum killer didn't even have time to defend.

One is fast, the other is ruthless!

Fang Qingyang had been waiting for this moment, the other party relaxed, and he would kill him with one strike.

"Little bastard..."

The pupils of the platinum killer were wide open, and he felt the coldness coming from his waist.

As a sword cultivator who had killed countless people, he knew very well that the other party's sword had already cut through his body, and there was no way to retreat.

But he was unwilling to die like this, so he urged his strength and pushed the magic sword towards Fang Qingyang's neck fiercely.

"Zheng!"

With a crisp sound, the magic sword passed by Fang Qingyang's neck.

Only... just left a blood mark there.

The pupils of the platinum killer were wide open, he was trembling all over, and looked at all this in disbelief.

Why?

Why could he withstand the killing blow of his monstrous sword power, and why could he avoid his fatal sword strike?

"Surprised?"

At this moment, Fang Qingyang's hair was disheveled and he was covered in bloodstains.

Obviously, those sword energy slashed through his body, but did not damage the root.

This is the benefit of having a strong body!

Fang Qingyang slowly raised his head, his eyes gleaming with blood, and said word by word in a hoarse voice, "Even if you are a swordsman, you must be hard enough to be a real man!"

After saying that, he raised the Dragon Emperor Sword again and stabbed the Platinum Killer between the eyebrows cleanly.

"puff!"

The Platinum Killer fell on his back.

The sword cultivator at the fifth level of the Yuan Dan realm died in Fang Qingyang's hands.

Next to him, Shen Zheng, who was watching the excitement, was dumbfounded on the spot.

This...what's going on?

Before, he thought that Fang Qingyang would definitely die.

In the blink of an eye, the situation reversed.

Shen Zheng's legs went weak and he knelt down directly, "Junior brother Fang, it's not my fault! It was senior brother who forced me to do this and asked me to lead the way for the killer! From beginning to end, this was the conspiracy of Chen Xiance and Zhao Long! "

He looked desperate and begged loudly.

At the third level of Yuan Dan Realm, at this age, he was considered a well-known genius in the Zhou Dynasty.

But in front of Fang Qingyang, it didn't count at all.

So he could only beg the other party to spare his life.

Fang Qingyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "You take the first step, and I will let them go down to accompany you soon!"

After saying that, the sword light flashed past and pierced Shen Zheng's neck on the spot.

After killing the two people, Fang Qingyang put away their Najie.

"Hiss, this body is really powerful."

Fang Qingyang leaned in front of the big tree, feeling the injuries all over his body, and couldn't help but sigh, "If it had been before, after experiencing that round of sword energy strangulation, I would have been riddled with wounds."

"That's natural!"

Inside the Dragon Emperor Sword, the middle-aged man was very proud, "This is the physique given to you by my master. Even if you have mortal body, mortal bones, and mortal blood, you are still comparable to a body-refining monk."

Fang Qingyang took out the elixir from Najie and put it into his mouth, regaining his breath, "Yes, it's all the master's credit."

"You kid, are you doing this again?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "Don't worry, my teacher hates flattery..."

"Yes, there is no need for me to explain how powerful Master is. This is an obvious fact."

Fang Qingyang nodded repeatedly.

"You have a good understanding. After you win the first place, I will give you a meditation method."

The middle-aged man's tone was still the same, but he quickly added, "Don't think too much, it's not because you're flattering me, it's because I don't want you to waste your understanding!"

"Ah, yes, yes."

Fang Qingyang was happy, "What the master says is whatever it is."

In this way, Fang Qingyang continued on the road to kill the monsters.

With his strong combat power and understanding, he has made rapid progress in battle, which can be said to be a rapid improvement!

Shortly after Fang Qingyang left, a figure came quickly.

"Um?"

When this person saw the mess, he couldn't help but stop his movements and cautiously approached here.

"What a powerful sword energy!"

The visitor whispered, "Judging from the residual power of the sword energy, not long after the battle ended, both sides... were swordsmen!"

His scalp was numb and he was a little unbelievable.

It shouldn’t be!

Indeed, Su Xiaoyu and Lu Ningwei are both sword cultivators, and Chen Xiance is about to break through and become a sword cultivator.

But this time, none of the top talents came to the three trials.

Who else is left?

The man looked calm and was deep in thought.

"It should be someone else who has experienced it here."

he muttered.

This person was none other than Han Shan. He followed the traces and found the place where the disciples of the Zihe Sect were haunted.

Originally, he was planning to follow the traces to track down Fang Qingyang, but he was attracted by the smell here and stopped.

"Although the Dazhou Hunting Ground has been cleared in advance, some strong men who entered the depths of the mountains may not be able to come out in time. This should be the traces they left!"

Han Shan said to himself, but when he crossed a jungle, he was stunned for an instant.

Ahead, two bodies fell to the ground.

He rushed over to check, and when he saw the first person, his pupils shrank.

"Shen Zheng?"

Han Shan gasped. Shen Zheng, whom he knew, was the strongest inner disciple sent by the Zihe Sect this time. He was also an opponent who was expected to reach the top five in this trial.

Was he killed?

Han Shan observed carefully and found that Shen Zheng only had a sword wound on his neck.

One sword kills!

"You didn't even resist?"

Han Shan's hand shook. Who exactly did he meet?

After watching Shen Zheng, Han Shan walked to another corpse to observe.

When he saw the cracked silver mask and the symbolic black robe, he was completely horrified, "This... this is the platinum killer of Fengyu Tower!"

Every one of Fengyulou’s platinum killers is a swordsman.

Moreover, the strength will definitely not be lower than the fifth level of Yuan Dan Realm!

Han Shan was completely dumbfounded.