The Art of the Great Sword

"not good!"

Zhou Lin realized something was wrong when he saw Fang Qingyang draw his sword with confidence.

This kid...had long expected that there was something fishy about Chen Xiance!

His sword attack had already plotted against both of them.

Is this to kill two birds with one stone and kill two people?

He couldn't help but think too much, Zhou Lin's figure suddenly flashed, and he rushed forward like lightning.

Zhou Heng and Chen Xiance were simultaneously enveloped in the terrifying sword light. They were like boiling pool water, instantly emitting a fierce light that was about to swallow people.

"This sword..."

Chen Xiance's pupils shrank violently. Regardless of the sword's intent or murderous intent, this sword reached its extreme.

This is a sure-killing sword, a sword that has been planned in advance!

In fact, it is much stronger than when fighting against myself.

‘He hid his strength! ’

Chen Xiance only had this explanation left in his mind.

Thousands of words seem so pale at this moment.

With the strength created by the absolute sword intent, the defenses of both of them were torn apart as easily as white paper!

Zhou Lin's figure was already in mid-air, his eyes were cold and sharp, and hatred rose in his heart.

This kid Fang Qingyang is really insidious!

Both of them were within his attack range, and even with Zhou Lin's strength, he could only save one of them.

Now, before him was a choice.

Save Zhou Heng, or save Chen Xiance.

Maybe this wasn't a choice at all, because Zhou Lin didn't hesitate at all.

"Tsk!"

Fang Qingyang's sword slashed across Chen Xiance's neck easily, so fast that no one could react, like a streak of swords piercing the night.

Chen Xiance still maintained the posture of drawing his sword, but at this moment he was completely confused.

The pain in his neck reminded him of the outcome.

Chen Xiance tried hard to send the magic sword forward, but the moment he approached Fang Qingyang, his arm hung down weakly, and all the sword intention had disappeared into thin air.

"I...I am unwilling..."

Chen Xiance wanted to speak, but spit out a stream of blood foam from his mouth.

On the other side, Zhou Lin grabbed Zhou Heng's collar and rescued him instantly as the sword light filled the air!

Chen Xiance was not so lucky. He became an abandoned pawn in the decision.

Zhou Heng was still in shock, his heart seemed to be grasped by a giant hand. Even though the danger was over, he still had lingering fears.

"That...that sword..."

Zhou Heng tried his best to suppress his fear, but the color of fear could not stop filling his pupils.

So scary!

Fang Qingyang stopped. He knew he couldn't kill the two of them, so he went for Chen Xiance from the beginning.

Looking at Chen Xiance's frightened, fearful and unwilling eyes, Fang Qingyang said lightly, "They can abandon you once, and they can abandon you a second time. Isn't it good to be the humerus of the Zihe Sect? You have to go and be a fool for others. This is the end!"

Chen Xiance covered his throat with both hands, fell to the ground, and became silent.

The eldest brother of the Zihe Sect, one of the core disciples, a generation of genius... has completely fallen!

Huo An and Ning Kuang's eyes were cold, without any emotion.

Chen Xiance not only betrayed the sect, he also turned around and stabbed the sect, and he deserved to die!

"Third uncle, kill him and completely overthrow the Zihe Sect!"

Zhou Heng completely lost his composure and vented his hysterical emotions by yelling.

"Cut them down for me, kill them! Kill them!"

Zhou Lin's eyes were cold, and he used the word "kill" twice in a row, pushing the atmosphere to a peak instantly.

"boom!"

The silver-armored heavy cavalry took action at the same time, and among them there were two powerful men in the magical power realm, all showing their power.

"Today, destroy the Zihe Sect to rectify the power of the royal family of our Great Zhou Dynasty!"

Zhou Lin was completely angry. He could not care about his own safety, but if His Highness the Crown Prince died here, it would shake the entire Zhou Dynasty.

All the silver-armored heavy cavalry charged forward, surrounded by the aura of iron-blooded killing.

The silver armor flashed with cold light, and the spear stabbed, wantonly harvesting the lives of Zihe Sect disciples!

A dense crowd of people surrounded Fang Qingyang, led by a general in the supernatural realm.

"Boy, if you dare to offend His Highness, your life will be worse than death!"

The general smiled evilly, waved his hand, and a huge handprint visible to the naked eye fell from the sky, covering Xiang Qingyang.

"puff!"

Fang Qingyang still wanted to resist, but was knocked off the spot by this huge force. He fell hundreds of meters away on the spot, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.

Even with his blessed physique, it was still unbearable to face such a terrifying attack.

Just as he was about to stand up, the general of the supernatural realm stabbed his finger again, piercing the void.

They were clearly hundreds of meters apart, but in Fang Qingyang's eyes, the finger spanned a huge distance on the spot and stabbed his chest hard.

"Crack!"

The sound of bone cracking was heard, and cold sweat broke out on Fang Qingyang's forehead, and his body staggered a few steps.

There is an additional scar on the chest, and the broken bone is clearly visible!

"Hey, he's not dead."

The magical power level general's eyes flashed coldly, and the corners of his mouth curved. Just when he was about to raise his hand to kill again, a mountain-like sword light suddenly struck from the distance and knocked him away!

"If you want to touch Fang Qingyang, you have to pass this test first!"

Ning Kuang's pupils showed strong murderous intent. He felt guilty about Fang Qingyang, so he risked his life to save him this time.

"Hahaha, old man, you are seriously injured and yet you dare to be so arrogant!"

The powerful man in the magical power realm laughed wildly and came under heavy pressure again.

Ning Kuang struggled to cope with his offensive. In terms of level and strength, the two of them were almost the same. However, Chen Xiance's previous sneak attack was too deadly and he could only use 70% of his combat power.

"Activate the mountain protection formation!"

Huo An gave an order, and several elders immediately moved forward and pierced their hands into the ground.

As the spirit pattern was activated, the terrifying formation power reached its peak at this moment, and the power like a light curtain surged up instantly, shrouding everything in it. To the naked eye, it looked like layers of thick shells. , flowing with colorful light.

Many silver-armored heavy cavalry were isolated from the outside, and the whole body was cut into two parts. The inner ones were difficult to resist, and the outer ones were difficult to break through.

"Cum for me!"

Zhou Heng stood on the outside with hatred in his eyes.

He waved his hand and thousands of arrows were fired!

The heavy knights in silver armor on the periphery stretched their bows and set arrows. Each arrow condensed huge spiritual energy and had astonishing penetrating power.

"Puff puff puff!"

These arrows landed on the mountain-protecting formation, causing light to ripple and ripples flow.

"Fang Qingyang, my sect can't stand you, please leave!"

"Let's go with the other disciples!"

Huo An's eyes were determined. He knew that the Zihe Sect had come to an end today. Instead of making more sacrifices, it was better to leave some sparks of hope.

Fang Qingyang looked around and saw that the Zihe Sect was on the verge of collapse. Although the disciples were still resisting tenaciously, everyone knew in their hearts that the sect had no future this time.

"We will live and die together with our sect!"

A core disciple yelled.

The other inner disciples were boiling with fighting spirit, and their eyes were all red.

"You won't lose if you kill one, but you will gain blood if you kill two!"

"Let the Great Zhou royal family know that our Zihe Sect is a tough guy!"

"It's not that easy to eat us!"

This group of people is becoming more and more cohesive with each other's words.

"Puff puff puff!"

Another round of volleys, and the mountain-protecting formation has reached the edge of collapse.

"Give me...break!"

Zhou Lin's figure was like an eagle striking the sky. As he waved his fists, he displayed one of his unique skills, the Great Zhou Chang Fist!

"Bang!"

A punch flew into the air and hit the mountain guarding formation hard.

A violent shock came, causing the elders protecting the formation to vomit blood.

It’s not over yet!

Zhou Lin smiled grimly and punched him again. The terrifying force instantly shattered the mountain guarding formation, and the elders screamed and flew back.

One of them, because the impact he received was so violent, half of his body turned into blood mist.

Huo An's expression changed. He didn't expect that the mountain guarding formation would be so vulnerable to the opponent's impact!

The real fighting begins.

At least hundreds of people from both sides were killed together. On one side were the elite inner disciples, and on the other side were the battle-hardened silver-armored heavy cavalry.

"What are you doing standing still? Kill!"

Zhou Lin turned around and shouted angrily at the disciples who came to seek refuge.

The Zihe Sect traitors looked hesitant, but Zhou Lin's next words completely put their worries aside——

"You're already a traitor, why are you still here? You've become a bitch and you still want to build a memorial arch?"

Those traitors gritted their teeth and said, they were right, they were all betrayed anyway, they should not have any worries anymore, just kill them!

When this group of people joined the battle, the originally balanced scene was instantly broken.

"Kill Fang Qingyang first!"

Zhou Heng issued the order, and dozens of people immediately gathered around him, including Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin decided to take action personally and kill Fang Qingyang early!

"boom!"

All kinds of moves came one after another, and the rays of light shone densely across the sky.

Fang Qingyang was in the middle of it, with extreme attacks from front, back, left and right, making it difficult to escape.

He gritted his teeth and raised the Dragon Emperor Sword again, preparing to find a weak point and attack with all his strength.

The first wave of silver-armored heavy cavalry arrived and had a brief confrontation with Fang Qingyang.

The three of them were beheaded by Fang Qingyang on the spot, but it was not without any cost.

On Fang Qingyang's chest, under his ribs, and on his back, there were seven more deep, bone-visible scars.

Severe pain comes and pours into my mind!

But he didn't bother to take a breath and raised his sword to fight again.

"it's over."

Zhou Lin sneered, his figure silently stalking Fang Qingyang's side.

He clenched his five fingers and activated the most murderous move in the Great Perimeter Fist, Tian Cang Wu!

Danger!

Fang Qingyang's pupils shrank, and his Dragon Emperor Sword was held by the other silver-armored knights, making it difficult to take it back.

At such a close distance, it is even more impossible to dodge!

At the critical moment, a sword light that tore through the sky shot out, knocking Zhou Lin away, leaving a scarlet scar on his arm, and an irregular sword hook at the tail, which was shocking.

Zhou Lin lowered his head and glanced at the wound, his expression suddenly changed, "This trace of the sword wound... is owned by only one person in the world, the master of swordsmanship, Ye Qingcang!"

In the distance, the inconspicuous old man Ye who had been standing in the corner slowly stood up.

He was holding a wooden sword with a lazy look on his face, "I originally wanted to stay away from the disputes in worldly affairs, but in the end I found that some things... will eventually be unavoidable. Well, let me come and meet you today. you!"