The Art of the Great Sword

No matter how slow his reaction was, Han Shan realized the problem.

Things were a bit beyond his expectations!

The platinum killer of Fengyu Tower died on the spot.

Why exactly?

Who was he killed by?

He didn't dare to think about it.

"The person who killed him must be a super powerful man..."

Han Shan took a deep breath and tried to control his emotions so as not to be so panicked.

After a while, he finally realized, "There is such a strong man in Da Zhou's hunting ground. It will definitely be troublesome. I have to stay away from him and cannot have any conflict with him, otherwise I will definitely die!"

Thinking of this, Han Shan quickly left the place without saying a word.

As for everything he saw at the scene, he chose to keep it all rotten in his stomach.

And Han Shan never dreamed that the person he was afraid of was Fang Qingyang, who had threatened to kill him!

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Outside the Dazhou Hunting Ground, there is a luxurious restaurant.

Zhou Heng showed a bright smile, "I have said everything that needs to be said. Let the three of you think about it carefully. If we all work together, this will be an unprecedented opportunity. The Great Zhou Dynasty... will also reach the sky in one step. Comparable to the Holy Land!”

Huo An and Li Yunzhi, the two sect leaders, both looked a little ugly.

Zhou Heng's words seemed to be giving them an ultimatum!

On the contrary, it was Qi Sandao, his eyes flickering, thoughtfully.

"Prince, if the Great Zhou Academy can be established, it will be a good thing, but it would be too much to want to take flesh from our three major sects, right?"

Huo An spoke first, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The hands he placed on the desk were already clenched, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.

As the prince, Zhou Heng could fully represent the will of the Zhou Dynasty.

Could it be that the emperor acquiesced in this matter?

"The Great Zhou Dynasty is now weak and suppressed by the Holy Land. When a genius comes out, he is attracted away by the Holy Land. It goes on and on again and again. I can never escape from this cycle. As the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it really hurts in my heart to see it! "

Zhou Heng took a sip of tea and sighed, "If we can unite to form an academy, first compete with the Holy Land, the training resources we can obtain will become more and more terrifying, and then distribute them according to their work, and each sect will be more powerful than before. Strong..."

"The most important thing is!"

Zhou Heng's voice changed, "The Imperial Master has predicted that the Heavenly Spiritual Vein will be born in our Great Zhou Dynasty, but the specific location has not yet been established. Once established, it will become the base of the academy!"

"Heavenly Spirit Vein?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three people changed drastically.

They looked at each other, both showing shock.

The imperial master of the Great Zhou Dynasty, as a powerful person in the realm of supernatural power, had a good grasp of martial arts.

If he calculated that there is, there must be!

However, the specific location still needs to be confirmed.

However, everyone knows how important the Tianling Vein is!

"Yes, this is what gave me the confidence to build the academy."

Zhou Heng was very proud, "I can only say that God bless our Zhou Dynasty. Even God can't bear to see that the Holy Land has always been so high up. This time we will rise against the current and face the wind!"

Huo An's eyes were even more worried.

"Three of you, think about it."

Zhou Heng smiled. He did not urge or pressure, he just looked at the three of them calmly.

Huo An was the first to shake his head and refuse, "It is a good thing to have Tianling's spiritual veins, but our Zihe Sect is not willing to become a vassal of others."

Li Yunzhi was the second to express his stance, "Our Baiyu Sect is the same."

Only Qi Sandao was thoughtful.

"Okay, then I understand."

Zhou Heng folded his hands on the desk and smiled calmly. Compared with the original, he looked a little colder.

The two said goodbye and walked out of the hall.

Qi Sandao slowly raised his head when he saw the two people leaving, "Your Highness the Crown Prince, our Tianhuo Sect is very interested in this matter, but since we are involved, we still have to discuss who is the leader of the academy! "

"Can."

Zhou Heng nodded, he very much welcomed the Tianhuo Sect to join.

With the support of the first sects of the Great Zhou Dynasty, such as the White Jade Sect and the Zihe Sect, what kind of waves can be made?

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There was an uneasy atmosphere permeating the entire Dazhou Hunting Ground.

Han Shan put away the arrogance he had when he came in, stopped trying to make rash advances, and started working steadily.

It would be best if you can meet Fang Qingyang. If you don't, you can't be too obsessed with him.

What should we do if we go too deep into the hunting ground and attract the attention of the super strong man?

And he was indeed lucky. While exploring the hunting ground, he found a place rich in spiritual energy.

The elixirs and herbs are very luxuriant.

Han Shan was overjoyed and immediately used the communication crystal to summon his disciples.

Two hours later, most of the Tianhuo Sect disciples gathered here.

"Senior Brother Han, with so many elixirs, we have become rich."

The disciples were laughing and joking, their eyes full of excitement and desire.

"Don't worry, it's all ours."

Han Shan put his hands behind his back and looked proud.

Another village has a bright future!

Although Fang Qingyang's whereabouts was not traced, at least he found a place where elixirs gathered, and the harvest was rich.

"Senior Brother Han, come and see!"

A disciple's joyful voice came, and Han Shan followed the voice.

Outside a basin, there is a terrifying power of thunder surging, bursting out with purple light, full of charm.

That surging terrifying force seemed to be able to tear a person's body into pieces!

"What's going on?"

Han Shan shouted flatly.

He realized that this place was definitely not simple!

Just from the terrifying air flow, you can feel that a large amount of spiritual energy is condensing.

"I don't know, I just discovered it too."

The disciple was also shocked, "Just now, before the light appeared in this place, the ground suddenly shook a few times, and then a large amount of lightning emerged from the ground..."

"There is something underground!"

Han Shan's eyes heated up. There has been a saying that has been circulating for decades. Back then, a powerful man at the peak of the supernatural realm with hands and eyes that could reach the sky died in the Great Zhou Hunting Ground. He left all his inheritance behind before he died.

Rumor has it that the man at the peak of the magical power realm is a master of swordsmanship, and his use of the sword has already reached the point of perfection.

The edge of his sword is fierce and possesses the terrifying power of thunder.

Are these dense thunders related to the inheritance of that sword master?

The other disciples gathered around, all with burning eyes, "Senior Brother Han, this is a great opportunity for us! If we can obtain the inheritance and give it to the sect first, we will definitely be reused, and maybe we can directly become a core disciple... "

"That's natural!"

Han Shan looked like this on the surface, but he was sneering in his heart.

He has already seen through the essence of the sect, which is to respect strength.

If there is an inheritance, he will definitely send it back, but only if he learns it first!

"You guys disperse around quickly. The thunderous noise is getting louder and louder, and it will definitely attract other people's thoughts! Even though the Purple River Sect and the White Jade Sect are not a concern, having too many people is just as troublesome!"

Although Han Shan is tall, he also has a scheming mind.

If there are ruins, you must go deep into them and explore them yourself.

Even if he is a disciple of the general sect, he has to be on guard.

Looking at the increasingly powerful thunder, Han Shan's eyes showed desire.

Even in his heart, he had already begun to fantasize -

'If I can get the inheritance from the master of swordsmanship, I can easily become a swordsman, and my subsequent training path will be smooth, and I can be considered worthy of Ningwei. ’

Han Shan still has a crush on Lu Ningwei.

Nowadays, Lu Ningwei's call to become the young sect leader is getting louder and louder. With Liu Mu's push, all the elders seem to have acquiesced in this, and even the current sect leader has nothing to refuse.

She only has one chance left!

When the opportunity comes, he will naturally reach the sky in one step and become the Young Sect Leader.

Withdrawing his fantasy, Han Shan's eyes were hot and he rubbed his hands, "This inheritance is mine!"

He was going to wait for the thunder to calm down a little before entering it to explore!

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...

The surge of thunder caused turmoil in the entire Dazhou hunting ground.

Thunder filled the air and soared into the sky.

Many people looked shocked at this moment. They looked in that direction, and their hearts were shaken.

"Is this... any treasure about to be revealed?"

"Quick, go over and take a look!"

On the Baiyu Sect side, many disciples were moved.

Zihe Sect also has some disciples nearby, and they are itching to go over and get a piece of the pie.

In a jungle.

Fang Chen raised his face, and there was some blood on it, making him look a little fierce.

"Master, there are ruins in that place!"

Fang Chen's eyes were hot, "I want to take a look."

"That's the relic of a swordsman master. It's not of much benefit to you, so there's no need to waste your time!"

An old voice came from the ancient black ring, "It is better to focus on the strange fire. Conquering this strange fire first can make you easily become a high-level alchemist in the Yuan Dan realm!"

"Okay, listen to Master."

Fang Chen nodded. He lowered his head and looked at his palm, which was filled with fire.

He turned his back to the direction where the lightning shot into the sky and continued to walk deeper into the hunting ground.

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"There are ruins."

Fang Qingyang stood on the mountainside, looking at the dense thunder in the distance, thoughtfully, "From this thunder, I can see some sword charm, at least surpassing the great sword cultivator and reaching the level of a sword master... ..."

"A relic of a swordsman master, it seems like a visit is a must!"

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyang didn't hesitate and hurried over quickly.

The next competition will definitely be very fierce.

A large number of disciples gathered here and fights continued.

But he loved this bite!

He needs to hone the Great Wilderness Sword Technique in actual combat so that he can reach the second level as soon as possible.

At this moment, all the ambitious disciples are running towards the land filled with thunder. It is foreseeable that a bloody storm will definitely follow!

Some are happy and some are sad.

Nowadays, a tense confrontation is taking place outside the Great Zhou Hunting Ground.

On one side are Zhou Heng and Qi Sandao.

The other side...

He is a young man with an arrogant expression!

In terms of age, he is much younger than Zhou Heng.

The realm is the fifth level of Yuan Dan realm.

At this age and at this level, he is definitely gifted.

Even compared to Lu Ningwei, who was held in the palm of the Sky Fire Sect, she was no worse.

This young man is wearing a beige robe with a gourd pattern embroidered on it, indicating that he comes from... Yaochi Holy Land!