The Art of the Great Sword

Yan Fei arranged a room for Fang Qingyang in the hall. This room was not luxurious and did not have any precious artifacts, but it had a very precious spirit gathering array.

With the blessing of this spirit gathering array, Fang Qingyang could feel the dense spiritual energy between the four directions of heaven and earth pouring into his limbs and bones. In addition, in the Dragon Emperor Sword, the speed of cultivation could increase dramatically.

The conditions for cultivating the chain he had were simply unique.

In the Dragon Emperor Sword.

Fang Qingyang held a few holy pills and prepared to rely on spiritual energy to impact the Great Saint Realm. These pills were used to break through the shackles.

Only the last step was left, take the pills and directly advance.

Not far away, the middle-aged man put his hands behind his back and watched all this.

A hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes.

Fang Xuanxiao's previous fake death deceived Fang Qingyang, but not him.

But he was not ready to stand up and expose all this. He knew Fang Xuanxiao's character. Since he did this, he must have his own ideas.

Could he still harm Fang Qingyang?

Seven days later, Fang Qingyang came out of retreat.

His own realm had reached the level of the Great Saint Realm. This speed was already fast for his peers, but it was still not comparable to those top-level geniuses.

All this was due to Fang Qingyang himself.

He was a three-practitioner of body, magic and sword. Every time he improved, it was several times more difficult than ordinary geniuses. It was okay for body and sword, but the most important thing was magic.

There were no magic cultivators in the True Dragon Alliance, so there was not much help for magic. The Taoist sect would not easily pass on their magical skills to others, so this created a very embarrassing situation for Fang Qingyang. He had to spend a lot of time to comprehend magic by himself, which delayed his promotion.

As a magic cultivator with the most means, once fighting, he could play a very good role in a real life-and-death battle.

Fang Qingyang knew this very well, so he had been practicing magic.

After leaving the room, Yan Yunshan had been waiting outside for a long time.

"Young Master, please follow me."

Fang Qingyang nodded, and he followed Yan Yunshan into the hall, where he saw two rows of figures standing on both sides below, each of whom exuded an extremely good aura.

Fortunately, this hall was blessed by a formation, otherwise, the terrifying air waves surging around this group of people alone would be enough to overturn the hall.

Without exception, all of them were far beyond the existence of saints.

Fang Qingyang was brought to the main seat by Yan Yunshan. He frowned slightly and whispered, "I just arrived, this is not appropriate..."

"You are the young master, there is nothing wrong."

Yan Yunshan stretched out his hand and pressed Fang Qingyang's shoulder, gently pressed his body down, and let him sit there steadily.

Then, Yan Yunshan grinned and walked to his own position below.

Yan Fei stood beside Fang Qingyang, his eyes swept across the whole place, and said lightly, "Why don't you meet the young master?"

"Greetings, young master!"

A group of powerful leaders on both sides all knelt on one knee and saluted Fang Qingyang.

"Young master, let me introduce them to you one by one."

Yan Fei smiled lightly, "In addition to me and Old Yan, there are two black knights in the field. They have just returned from other small planes. They are Li Xuan, who is proficient in reconnaissance and controls all intelligence organizations in my heavenly domain."

A man with ordinary appearance and resolute expression raised his head, "Li Xuan meets the young master!"

"You are all my elders, you are welcome."

Fang Qingyang waved his hand quickly.

But Li Xuan still insisted on completing the whole set of salutes. This was the rule that Fang Xuanxiao set for each black knight who followed him. These rules are deeply rooted in these people's bones.

"This is one of the Eighteen Black Riders, Lin Yu, a physical cultivator who is extremely good at leading troops in frontal combat. At least half of our vast territory of Tianyu was conquered by him."

Yan Fei continued to introduce Fang Qingyang.

A short but extremely solid middle-aged man stretched out his hand and clasped his fists, saying loudly, "Meet the young master!"

He was not tall and did not give people an aggressive sense of oppression, but people still did not dare to underestimate him.

The overwhelming pressure made people feel fearful.

Fang Qingyang still treated him with courtesy as a junior, without any airs.

After introducing Li Sun and Lin Yu, Yan Fei continued, "Sun Wuji, Cheng Yi, and Han Wei are the city lords of the three main cities of our Tianyu, and are also the core members of our Tianyu."

The three of them saluted Fang Qingyang one after another.

Fang Qingyang returned the salutes one by one.

At the same time, he was also observing everyone.

The mayors of the three main cities were neither humble nor arrogant in front of him, and they had no special emotions, but some people below had already shown reluctance.

Perhaps it was because he was too young and his strength was not strong.

He was not even a leader, so it was no wonder that others would not obey him.

Fang Qingyang was not upset about this, which was normal.

His father was in a coma due to injuries, and his life and death were uncertain. It would be fine if Yan Fei was in charge all the time. As one of the eighteen black riders, his ability was obvious to all, and he was also an elder of the Tianyu, and everyone was convinced. But suddenly a young man took the position, and it was hard to guarantee that the people below would not have any thoughts.

Although Yan Fei said several times that he wanted him to take the position of the Lord of the Tianyu, Fang Qingyang was not really eager for this.

Of course, he had to be the Lord, but not for himself, but for his father.

He would gradually lead the Tianyu to become stronger in a way that everyone could accept. When his father woke up, he could proudly tell him that the Tianyu was stronger than before under his leadership.

Many of his unfinished goals were achieved one by one in his own hands.

After introducing all the people, Yan Fei lowered his head and said, "Except for the black knights who are fighting outside and opening up territories, all the other people with status have arrived. We are here today to respect the young master." , please give the order, young master.”

Below, a pair of eyes looked up.

It can be seen that everyone is very curious as to what orders this young man who has temporarily ascended the throne will give.

As the saying goes, a tiger father has no dog son, Fang Qingyang's talent is indeed terrifying. The information has been placed in front of their group long ago, and they all understand it.

No matter how good your key talent is, you still have to realize it one day.

Unless you reach the level of the leader, you can never say that you have truly established a foothold in this area of ​​Central Continent.

How many geniuses have fallen on the road to realizing their talents.

"My name is Fang Qingyang, and I grew up in Dongzhou."

Fang Qingyang introduced himself, "The reason why I came here was due to an inexplicable teleportation, which also made me realize that my father, who I have never heard from, is still alive."

"I know that you are from all continents and are powerful. Each of you is a giant in one area."

Fang Qingyang raised his eyebrows, "First of all, let me put my words here. Next, I will continue to expand the world for my father, but I will not tell you what to do. I know you are dissatisfied with me and think I am too young to take on this responsibility. It doesn't matter, I Do it alone. If there is any need for your cooperation, I hope you can weigh the pros and cons before making a plan after knowing the whole story. "

After saying this, he stood up and saluted everyone with clasped fists, "You are all my elders and people who follow my father to conquer the world. I have absolute respect for you from the beginning to the end. Uncle Yan Fei is still in charge of important matters, etc. Whenever I make a breakthrough and really achieve results, it won’t be too late to sit in this position again.”

These words were both generous and appropriate.