The Art of the Great Sword

Zhao Long is so knowledgeable and well-informed, how could he not recognize these sword skills?

"Is this... the Nine Thunder Sword Technique?"

"The Sky-Tearing Sword Technique!"

"Dielang Sword Technique!"

In just a moment, Zhao Long recognized three of them from Fang Qingyang's magnificent sword skills.

Moreover, it is still changing.

The seven sword techniques are completely different!

He felt the hot killing intent in Fang Qingyang's sword.

The other person is as determined as he is.

"The Seventh Sword!"

Fang Qingyang injected more powerful sword intent into the seventh sword, and the Yin Yang Thunder Sword Technique was instantly formed. This was the inheritance he received from the swordsman master Lu Zhen.

At the intersection of yin and yang, a flash of thunder suddenly unfolded.

That terrifying divine power was undoubtedly revealed at this moment, turning into a terrifying blue dragon that invaded Zhao Long's body.

Zhao Long shouted angrily, "Boy, you're still far from ready to fight me! Today I'll let you see the difference in realm!"

His figure stepped forward, raised his hand and struck a sword.

With a loud noise, Fang Qingyang's sword light was defeated.

The powerful Seven Divine Swords were ultimately no match for Zhao Long's powerful sword intent.

"puff!"

Fang Qingyang felt as if he had been hit hard in the chest, and his face instantly turned pale. Even though he was physically strong, he could not withstand Zhao Long's cunning sword.

His internal organs seemed to be turned upside down, and he was a little numb from the pain.

However, Fang Qingyang finally came through.

He didn't stop moving. The seventh sword ended with a retracting movement from right to left. The final blow was just enough to absorb all the energy into the body, and this movement was the starting point for killing a god with one sword.

Fang Qingyang's original design of the Seven Divine Swords was like this. When the Seven Divine Swords are over, he can seamlessly kill the god with one sword. If the previous offensive failed to defeat the opponent, then this sword will instantly cut through the opponent's body. .

Obviously, Zhao Long misjudged the situation.

"Kill the God with one sword!"

Fang Qingyang roared angrily. He put all his energy into his palm and suddenly slashed forward with his sword. The visible force cut across the void.

Even the sky behind Zhao Long shook a few times in an instant.

Then, it split into two.

Zhao Long's pupils shrank, and his face showed unprecedented pain and confusion.

"This...this is impossible!"

Zhao Long's voice was hoarse, "Why do you have such a powerful attack move, and... why can you see the flaws in my swordsmanship?"

His body was frozen in place, unable to move.

despair!

fear!

All sorts of emotions flooded his mind.

He is a strong man at the eighth level of the Yuan Dan Realm and the former great elder of the Sword Tower Branch.

With his originally aloof status, it was impossible to look down on an ant like Fang Qingyang.

But this time, his boat capsized in the gutter and was lost in the hands of ants.

"Your flaws have always been in my eyes!"

When Fang Qingyang spoke, he was already covered in bruises and blood.

Even speaking was feeble.

But he just seized the opportunity and used that sword!

From the very beginning, he was well aware of Zhao Long's flaws, as was the case with Zuo He last time.

But seeing the flaw does not mean that he can kill with one blow. The level gap is too big. He needs a chance, a chance to kill with just a sword!

Fortunately, after the Seven Divine Swords, Zhao Long thought he could take advantage of the victory and pursue the victory, but he happened to expose his flaw. In that moment of negligence, he was caught by Fang Qingyang.

"puff!"

Zhao Long's body is divided into two parts starting from the waist.

Blood spurted out, and a faint fishy smell filled the air.

"I...I am not willing to..."

Zhao Long wanted to roar, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't control his body.

After the severe pain, there is endless darkness.

His body fell face to face, losing all breath on the spot.

Fang Qingyang swayed a few times, then forced himself on his seriously injured body to step forward and took off the opponent's ring. This was the biggest gain this time and should not be forgotten.

Zhao Long is dead, and the only enemy he wants to kill in the near future is Chen Xiance.

After experiencing being expelled from the Sky Fire Sect before, he strengthened his confidence. He should work step by step and work step by step. He would first settle down in the Zihe Sect, and then slowly seek revenge on the Sky Fire Sect.

Otherwise, any elder from the Sky Fire Sect would be able to crush him.

No need to rush it!

Without the flying boat, Fang Qingyang could only rely on his feet to travel. Fortunately, he had pills to recover from his injuries, and this place was not far from the Juetian Mountains.

Half a day later, Fang Qingyang arrived at the outskirts of the Juetian Mountains.

Because of the seal of the middle-aged man in the sword, this mountain range looks very barren from the outside, with no aura at all. Few people choose to enter here to practice.

In addition, the Juetian Mountain Range is famous, and anyone who inquires will know that this place is a shabby place with nothing to explore.

In the past few months, the Fang family's ancestral land has experienced unprecedented peace.

Everyone is working hard to grow and practice.

Moreover, Fang Hongye gathered many family branches from other places. The character of each one was examined and confirmed before being brought into the ancestral land.

Today's Fang family's strength has improved rapidly, which is visible to the naked eye.

"Master?"

Fang Qingyang was walking inside, when suddenly a Fang family disciple dressed as a hunter appeared in front of him, and he recognized him at a glance.

"Master is back?"

The disciple was very excited and quickly led the way.

"How's the family doing lately?"

Fang Qingyang looked at this disciple and could see that he was very energetic and full of spiritual energy.

At the very least, it shows that he has never been short of training resources.

This is exactly what Fang Qingyang is pursuing!

From top talents to ordinary disciples, everyone can have abundant cultivation resources to enjoy.

"It's developing very quickly, young master. The head of the family has reached...the sixth level of the Yuan Dan Realm!"

The disciple said this with pride in his eyes, "We ordinary disciples are also constantly being promoted. In the past, we could not even imagine these realms!"

Fang Qingyang has a bright smile. Once the family is strong, it can become the backing of every disciple.

In the past, when he was in Tianhuo Sect, he could not resist Lu Ningwei's order.

But what if the family behind him is so terrifying that even the Sky Fire Sect is afraid of it?

Does Tianhuo Sect still dare to do such a thing?

There is another most important reason why Fang Qingyang wants to develop his family. He does not want things like this to continue to happen.

He wants to give the greatest support to every Fang family member who goes out for training!

After entering the mountain range, Fang Qingyang saw a huge training place gradually unfolding in front of him.

The various halls have regained their former vitality, and there are people coming and going everywhere, making it very lively.

Fang Qingyang felt happy at the thought of his uncle being promoted to the sixth level of the Yuan Dan Realm.

This speed is faster than myself!

If it continues to grow, it will be comparable to most of the forces in the Zhou Dynasty.

The key is this is just the beginning!

No one could predict the next development.

How strong a Heavenly Spiritual Vein is, Yaochi Holy Land has already verified it.

No matter who wants to become the second Holy Land, the first priority is to have a powerful Cave Heaven Paradise.

The Fang family has a promising future!

"Qingyang!"

After hearing that Fang Qingyang had returned, Fang Hongye put down what he was doing and came out to greet him, "How is your practice in the sect? If you go with that token, no one will give you a hard time, right?"

"No."

Fang Qingyang smiled and shook his head, "Everything is fine, I am now...a core disciple of the Zihe Sect."

He originally wanted to say inner door, but after some hesitation, he changed it to core.

His original intention was not to worry his family, but to make them feel more at ease.

"Okay, okay!"

As expected, Fang Hongye's eyes brightened, "There are only a few core disciples in the entire sect! This is the sect's affirmation of you, Qingyang, you must work hard to practice and become a unique being as soon as possible!"

A banquet was set up in the main hall, and the family sat down to eat together.

"Uncle, when I return this time, apart from being homesick, I also have news to tell you."

Fang Qingyang raised his head with a solemn look on his face, "As far as I know, the Imperial Master of the Great Zhou Dynasty has deduced that there is a spiritual vein appearing in the territory, and Prince Zhou Heng even wants to build the Great Zhou Academy based on it. He wants to use it as a base. I’m going to compete with the Holy Land and make great achievements in the world, so that I can successfully defeat my competitors and become the next emperor.”

Fang Qingyang could guess what Zhou Heng was thinking.

It's very simple. He wants to go one step further and truly become the king of a country in the Great Zhou Dynasty!

However, this process is not easy and requires him to do things that have always been difficult for kings to do.

In addition to his own cultivation, he established an academy and truly opened up a training place comparable to the Holy Land.

"Are we exposed?"

Fang Hongye frowned.

This is no simple matter!

First of all, everyone knows how precious the Tianling Vein is. Once discovered by Zhou Heng, the Fang family will never be able to keep it.

The bloody storm is absolutely inevitable!

"Don't worry, uncle, they just know that there is a spiritual vein in the territory, but they can't deduce the specific place."

Fang Qingyang said seriously, "So, uncle, you need to keep the news to yourself and try to send as few disciples out for training as possible during these days. Everyone should work hard to improve. We must be prepared for danger in times of peace and prepare for rainy days. Even if the danger does come, we will still have the ability to deal with it!"

"It's natural."

Fang Hongye pondered, "Our Fang family finally has some hope of revival, and we must not lose it in accidents. For this, my uncle will go all out and try to keep everything on track!"

"With uncle's words, I feel relieved."

Fang Qingyang laughed, "Come on, uncle, let's have a drink."

After drinking and eating, Fang Qingyang took out a series of exercises and elixirs.

These are what he has collected recently.

There are swordsmanship, martial arts, and body skills, all of which are in urgent need of the Fang family!

The Heavenly Spirit Vein has indeed generated a lot of cultivation resources, and there is no shortage of spiritual stones, heavenly materials, and earthly treasures.

But skills and elixirs depend on accumulation and are not so easy to obtain.