The Art of the Great Sword

Outside the underground palace, Han Shan looked into the pit with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

He was clearly the one who discovered the ruins first, and the swordsmanship inheritance inside should be his, but Huang Tianran snatched it away in a domineering manner, not even giving him a chance to drink soup.

He is unhappy!

But Han Shan still didn’t leave.

He stubbornly believed that Fang Qingyang would definitely come!

Even if he can't get this inheritance, Han Shan still wants to kill Fang Qingyang with a borrowed knife!

But what he doesn't know is that danger is approaching.

"Is Fang Qingyang really not coming?"

Han Shan frowned and couldn't help but curse, "Isn't this trash already dead in the monster's mouth? Previously, thunder was everywhere here, and such terrifying movement didn't attract him, it shouldn't be!"

The other disciples shook their heads, looking puzzled.

"Even if I am leaving, I should have walked over."

"Is it possible that the boy is too timid to compete with us?"

Listening to the remarks of other disciples, Han Shan's eyes were gloomy.

It's a pity that this time the borrowed knife was not successful, otherwise, a serious problem in his heart could be solved directly!

What Han Shan didn't know was that Fang Qingyang was now standing on a mountaintop a thousand meters away, observing everything here in detail with strong eyesight.

The corner of Fang Qingyang's mouth curled up.

He noticed that a manic and angry sword intent was gathering in the underground palace, and it was obviously about to explode.

This is Huang Tianran's anger!

The line of words he left was obviously seen by Huang Tianran.

One can imagine the extent of his hatred for Han Shan.

Fang Qingyang planned to stay and witness the show with his own eyes.

"boom!"

The entrance to the underground palace was exploded by a huge force, and the heaven and earth shook with constant roars.

Thick sword energy spurted out, and a figure walked out from inside. His face was gloomy, and there was a fierce murderous intention in his pupils.

Even the surrounding void has plummeted in temperature due to the murderous intent permeated by him!

Han Shan had a smile on his face, "Master Huang, how is the situation inside? Has the sword master's inheritance been obtained?"

These words are obviously trying to please.

But for Huang Tianran, this is a mockery!

You teamed up with others to steal the inheritance in advance, and then came back and asked me if I got the inheritance.

Who are you to be a fool?

"Han Shan."

Huang Tianran's voice was hoarse, "I will give you a chance to live. Tell who you are joining forces with and hand over the inheritance. I can just destroy you and leave you with this miserable life. Otherwise, I will kill you." No mercy!”

"Master Huang..."

Han Shan was taken aback. He took a few steps back in astonishment, "What do you mean, Mr. Huang? I have not joined forces with anyone, and the inheritance is not in my hands. I have never entered this underground palace from beginning to end. How can I do this?" What does it matter?”

He was a little scared. Even though he was a strong person at the fourth level of the Yuan Dan Realm, when facing Huang Tianran, he still felt a terrifying pressure that was difficult to resist. It was this pressure that made it difficult for him to breathe, as if His neck was strangled tightly.

"Still...don't tell me?"

Huang Tianran had already concluded that Han Shan was lying, and murderous intent burned in his pupils.

It seems to have reached its peak!

"My patience is limited."

Huang Tianran resisted not killing Han Shan. He still wanted to know the specific location of the inheritance.

After all, this involves whether he can successfully enter the path of sword cultivation!

If you can become a great sword cultivator, you will definitely be considered a leader even in a highly competitive Holy Land.

"Master Huang, have you misunderstood something?"

Han Shan quickly wanted to explain, but there was a look of panic in his eyes.

"die!"

Huang Tianran has a bad temper, and he even asked questions on his face. Unexpectedly, Han Shan still refused to admit it.

Without saying a word, he took out his magic sword and came towards Han Shan to kill him.

The whole audience was shocked!

No one expected that Huang Tianran would kill him!

"puff!"

As a harsh sword sound passed by, Han Shan's body became a little stiff.

He stared in disbelief at the magic sword that had sunk into his chest with his eyes wide open, his expression extremely painful.

"brush!"

Huang Tianran drew out his magic sword, and Han Shan's body fell down.

The surrounding Tianhuo Sect disciples all turned pale and did not dare to say a word.

Senior Brother Han, the strongest among them, couldn't even hold back a single move in front of the Holy Land disciples!

This is purely a one-sided crushing!

"I really want to...kill all of you losers."

Huang Tianran turned his face sideways and stared at the surroundings. The terrifying murderous intention in his pupils made his whole body feel cold and his hands and feet felt cold.

Many disciples were so frightened that their legs weakened and they were trembling.

But in the end, Huang Tianran restrained his murderous intention.

Killing one Han Shan was reasonable, but if all the disciples present were killed, it would inevitably lead to a joint resistance from the three major sects.

Even if the Holy Land is not afraid of them, it is not willing to cause trouble in vain.

"A bunch of trash."

After saying these words harshly, Huang Tianran turned and left.

The group of disciples were stunned for a long time, and then someone cautiously walked up to check Han Shan's breathing.

"Senior Brother Han, he is...not breathing anymore."

The disciple looked ugly and felt unspeakably aggrieved.

The Tianhuo Sect is indeed the number one sect in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but for the Holy Land, it can easily bully you.

Such a huge gap is difficult for them to accept.

On the other side, Fang Qingyang smiled slightly.

Since he was the one who took the initiative to plot against himself, he was solely to blame for his fate!

In the next few days, Fang Qingyang devoted all his energy to killing the monsters.

After absorbing Lu Zhen's sword inheritance, his own realm was somewhat loosened. Coupled with the fighting during this period, he successfully broke through to the third level of the Yuan Dan realm, and his sword intention became more and more refined!

One day at noon, the melodious bells rang throughout the hunting ground and outside.

The hunt is over!

Many disciples exited from inside.

Most people looked unhappy and obviously did not get the expected results.

Fang Qingyang walked out of it with a faint smile. When passing by the Tianhuo Sect disciples, he paused for a moment and said with a little surprise, "Hey, where is your Senior Brother Han? Why don't you see him come out?"

Everyone's pupils shrank, they really didn't want to pick up the pot!

"Fang Qingyang, what are you proud of?"

A disciple shouted in a low voice, "It means you were lucky and didn't let us encounter you, otherwise we would have killed you while you were inside."

"It's not too late."

Fang Qingyang gave him a look, "Come on, attack me, fight to the death!"

His understatement directly calmed the other disciple.

"Haha, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you."

That disciple was a little timid. As early as when he was in Tianhuo Sect, Fang Qingyang was the leader among the inner disciples.

In the future, as long as there are no accidents, it will be easy to become the core!

Even if he was once devastated, once he recovers, he is still not something they can deal with.

"Fang Qingyang, if you are really capable, just win the first place in the trial and show us!"

Some other disciples couldn't help but retorted, "Don't you just want to prove to the sect that you are wrong? That's why you joined the Zihe Sect and practiced so hard! In the final analysis, you just want to start again. It’s just approved by the sect!”

"Yes, it's a pity that you are not qualified. Once you are expelled, you will not be able to re-enter for life!"

All Heavenly Fire Sect disciples, please speak to me.

Fang Qingyang smiled, "Do you think I am practicing hard to regain the recognition of the Sky Fire Sect?"

He could tell that these disciples really thought so.

For them, Tianhuo Sect is the best place to practice!

In the past, Fang Qingyang was the same.

But now, things are different.

"How did it go?"

Qi Sandao took the initiative to greet him and said to the disciples, "Where is Han Shan? Winning first place shouldn't be difficult for him, right?"

However, those disciples hesitated and were speechless.

"What's wrong?"

Qi Sandao noticed something was wrong and suddenly shouted, "Why is that so!"

"Elder, Senior Brother Han...he...he was killed by Huang Tianran from the Yaochi Holy Land. He was killed on the spot without leaving any room for him!"

Some disciples were trembling slightly and their faces were pale. They were still immersed in the fear from before and couldn't extricate themselves.

"Huang Tianran..."

Qi Sandao's expression suddenly changed, and he clenched his fists suddenly, "He, why did he want to kill Han Shan!"

"He said that Senior Brother Han had robbed him of his inheritance. In fact, that was not the case. We were not involved at all! I think he just wanted to find a reason to attack Senior Brother Han. It was so... so cruel!"

The disciple's lips trembled.

"Creak."

Qi Sandao gritted his teeth, "Huang Tianran, this man is ruthless, perverse and violent, and does things regardless of the consequences! As a disciple of the Holy Land, he is so arrogant and domineering, and wantonly kills the genius of my inner sect of Tianhuo Sect. This matter... will never end!" "

There was already burning anger in his heart.

It also strengthened his determination!

"Han Shan is dead, so the results of this three trials..."

Qi Sandao pondered for a moment, "Do you have confidence?"

"have."

A steady young man nodded, "I performed exceptionally well in this trial and killed many monsters. If we talk about rankings, no one should be able to compare with me..."

"Not necessarily, Zihe Sect still has Shen Zheng!"

Qi Sandao shook his head.

"Elder, please don't worry, Shen Zheng is dead!"

The young man cupped his hands and said with a grin, "The number one in the three sect trials will definitely stay in our Sky Fire Sect."

Only then did Qi Sandao feel relieved.

He glanced sideways at Fang Qingyang, who was chatting and laughing with Old Man Ye in the distance, and sneered, "This kid is still trying to shine in the three sect trials in order to make the sect feel regretful. It's so naive and ridiculous. !”

Soon, all the disciples came out.

Qi Sandao, Huo An, and Li Yunzhi stood side by side and began to read out the results.

Under the light curtain, the ranking of each disciple is changing quietly, and they are continuously arranged from front to back.

There are more than a hundred people in total, and ranking them down can only take a cup of tea.

When the dazzling light dissipated, everyone couldn't wait to look at the number one spot on the list.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, full of anticipation.

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