The Art of the Great Sword

Zhang Yan was startled by Fang Qingyang's sudden burst of killing intent.

But he quickly reacted and sneered, "You are a useless person with a broken Qi Sea, and you also want to kill me. Even if you have recovered now, the gap in realm is here. Can it be so easy to make up?"

Fang Qingyang stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the Dragon Emperor Sword behind him.

It seemed a simple action, but it made the terrifying sword intent continue to spread outward.

Zhang Yan is a physical cultivator, and the Heavenly Beast Art has reached the level of perfection.

Usually, ordinary opponents can hardly even hurt him.

"Fang Qingyang, you are only worth your head to me! I will hold your head and join the Tianhuo Sect. My road to rise, Zhang Yan, starts from now!"

Zhang Yan opened his arms with some enjoyment, wanting to embrace this world.

He likes this feeling of judging other people's fate!

After today's battle, Fang Qingyang will die and the Fang family will be destroyed!

"Lu Ningwei, are you so impatient?"

Fang Qingyang smiled faintly, "I left the sect only a few days ago, and she couldn't help but want to kill me. It's a pity that she didn't come herself, but sent Huang Yao to kill me."

"Little did you know..."

"I am no longer the same person as before!"

As Fang Qingyang said this, a terrible sword intent suddenly formed.

The Dragon Emperor Sword was unsheathed on the spot and pierced Zhang Yan's forehead.

Quick!

Such a close distance can be completely ignored for sword cultivators.

The whole audience was shocked.

No one reacted at all.

Even Zhang Yan, who reached the second level of Yuandan Realm, could only watch the Dragon Emperor Sword pierce himself.

"You...you are a sword cultivator..."

After feeling the sword intent on the other party and witnessing the sword control technique with his own eyes, Zhang Yan's eyes almost popped out.

This kid, after experiencing a broken Qi Sea, actually became a sword cultivator?

He...maybe the youngest sword cultivator in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty!

If he had known this earlier, even if Zhang Yan had ten more courage, he would not dare to provoke Fang Qingyang.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

"Yes, I am a sword cultivator."

"Also, thank you for teaching me that I can do whatever I want if I am strong!"

Fang Qingyang stepped forward and pulled the Dragon Emperor Sword out from between Zhang Yan's eyebrows. Blood splattered and dyed the ground red.

He swept his eyes across and looked at the other disciples of the Zhang family.

They were all shocked and trembling all over.

"Plop!"

A disciple of the Zhang family knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, "I was wrong. Zhang Yan instructed us to do all this. We will never dare to go against Young Master Fang again."

Other disciples followed suit.

Facing a sword cultivator, you want to escape?

There is no way to escape!

So, just admit your defeat honestly!

However, Fang Qingyang never thought of sparing them at all.

"Are you begging for mercy so soon? It's boring."

Fang Qingyang shook his head, and saw his figure flickering continuously, like a phantom wandering between heaven and earth.

After a few breaths, the whole place was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

All the disciples of the Zhang family were stabbed by the sword and fell to the ground.

A bloody smell filled the place.

Whether it was Fang Chen and others who were tied up, or Fang Mu who followed behind Fang Qingyang, they were all dumbfounded.

"Qing... Brother Qingyang, your move..."

Fang Chen breathed hard, trying to understand it all.

A sixteen-year-old swordsman?

A swordsman in the Qi Hai realm?

Any one of them alone would be enough to shock the Great Zhou Dynasty!

"Fortunately, there are some opportunities and good fortunes."

Fang Qingyang walked up and cut the ropes of Fang Chen and others.

Then, he put a pill into Fang Chen's mouth without saying anything.

Fang Chen's pupils contracted, "Brother Qingyang, this is the Xiao Huan Dan that the family specially left for you!"

"Eat it."

Fang Qingyang smiled, "This little cultivation resource is nothing, broaden your horizons, our Fang family will become a super family in the future!"

Fang Chen was moved. He was the most seriously injured. If there is no elixir to supplement, I am afraid there will be hidden dangers.

Fang Qingyang did not favor one over the other, and fed elixirs to other Fang family disciples.

"Brother Qingyang, Zhang Yan is almost the strongest person who came here to practice this time. After killing him, I am afraid no one will compete with you in the battle of spirit patterns."

Fang Mu praised.

"No, there is also Huang Yao."

Fang Qingyang said lightly, "Don't look at that woman's harmless appearance, in fact, she is ten times more terrifying than Zhang Yan."

Huang Yao's strength is not only because she is close to becoming a sword cultivator.

It is also because of her ruthless heart and means.

She has limited talent. After realizing Lu Ningwei's potential, she is willing to be a little follower beside her. This is decisive!

The other Fang family members were terrified. After all, this woman came from the Tianhuo Sect, so she must be strong!

"Next, I will continue to look for the remaining family members, and then take everyone to practice together."

Fang Qingyang glanced over, "In this spiritual pattern battle, I only hope to bring everyone home safely. As for how many spiritual patterns I get, I don't care. If the cultivation resources are gone, I can get them at any time. If the people are gone, they are really gone!"

His words were very sincere.

A warm current surged through everyone's hearts.

Unlike other families, the Fang family never fights internally, and the whole family works together.

A family that only knows how to bully others at home has no way out!

Only by sticking together and being united against the outside world can we become stronger.

In the next two days, Fang Qingyang gradually found all the remaining disciples.

Except for some serious injuries, no one died, which is the best news.

"I met Huang Yao before!"

There was a young man whose face turned pale. A sword energy penetrated his chest and was nailed to the mountain wall.

Fortunately, he brought the ointment with him and applied it in time. He was able to save his breath and waited until Fang Qingyang came to rescue him.

"I just glanced at her, and then... I was stabbed in the chest by her sword energy. She seemed to be searching for something, so she didn't come over to kill me, so she could save her life! "

The disciple gasped several times before he could fully express this sentence.

"Is she nearby too?"

Fang Qingyang frowned.

The only hidden sword spirit pattern is now on his body.

What could attract Huang Yao?

However, Fang Qingyang did not think deeply.

There must be a bloody battle between himself and Huang Yao!

He is ready.

"Zhang Yan has been killed by me, and all the disciples of the Zhang family are also dead. I don't care about Huang Yao. Let's look for more spiritual patterns first."

After ensuring everyone's safety, Fang Qingyang still never forgot his original intention.

The more spiritual patterns, the better. This is everyone’s destiny!

The family is currently too poor to miss the opportunity.

Seeing that all the family members had gone out to look for spirit patterns, Fang Qingyang found a cave with peace of mind and prepared to retreat.

He took out the hidden sword spirit pattern and put it in front of him to examine it.

It is worthy of being a high-grade Yuan Dan realm spirit pattern. Just looking at it makes one's body surge with sword intent.

It's like being attracted and urged!

Fang Qingyang suddenly felt that the golden sea of ​​energy in his body began to circulate, and a large amount of sword energy was boiling inside.

"brush!"

Fang Qingyang flipped his wrist and put the hidden sword spirit pattern against his chest.

"boom!"

Along with the strong sword intent inside, a large amount of sword intent poured into the body.

"It's really powerful!"

Fang Qingyang's eyes lit up. If a person who is about to become a sword cultivator gets this hidden sword spirit pattern, he will most likely be able to cross the levels in one step and understand the meaning of the sword.

Half a day later, as Fang Qingyang opened his eyes, a sharp sword light burst out from them.

His sword intent boiled again and was improved by nearly 30%.

For a person who became a sword cultivator for the first time, a 30% improvement was actually quite exaggerated.

This is due to his strong understanding!

The already outstanding talent, coupled with the blessing of the Dragon Emperor Sword, made Fang Qingyang what he is today.

Just as he was about to walk out of the cave, a dragon roar suddenly came from within his body.

Fang Qingyang's pupils shrank and he thought he was hallucinating.

After he carefully observed the body, he found nothing strange.

"call."

Fang Qingyang rubbed his eyebrows, "Is it because I have been too tired from practicing recently?"

"No, I woke up."

A sudden voice sounded within his body, and Fang Qingyang's expression suddenly changed, "Who are you? Where are you?"

"I'm in this sword."

The voice said, "If you communicate with this sword with your consciousness, you can come in!"

Fang Qingyang hesitated for a moment. After all, this sword was transformed from the jade pendant left to him by his father, and he could not harm himself.

So Fang Qingyang did as he was told.

There was confusion in front of him. When he opened his eyes again, he was in another world.

The sky was clear and cloudless.

It’s the scene from my previous dream!

Fang Qingyang looked around, trying to find the magic sword that stood like a mountain, but there was no trace of it.

"That sword is in your hand now."

A middle-aged man with a golden horn on his forehead was floating in the void.

He was wearing a robe, with his hands behind his back, and the corners of his mouth curved, "Yes, boy, being able to awaken me in this sword means you have a strong talent!"

"Are you... the sword spirit of this sword?"

Fang Qingyang was shocked and couldn't help but ask.

The middle-aged man glared, "Nonsense, I am the previous generation's owner of this sword!"

"Then why are you reduced to this now?"

Fang Qingyang instinctively asked, but as soon as these words came out, he immediately felt that something was wrong, "Junior, I don't mean any harm!"

"..."

The middle-aged man took a breath.

After a few breaths, he gritted his teeth and said, "You think I do? That's all, if I don't explain so much to you, you are still too weak now, and you won't understand even if I explain!"

"Senior, what do you call me?"

Fang Qingyang knew that the other party had an extraordinary identity, perhaps a powerful person from a long time ago.

So he still respects it very much.

"My surname is Ao."

The middle-aged man in golden robe waved his hand, "I am a true dragon with the purest bloodline, a peerless one! I used to follow my master, and then was sealed in the Dragon Emperor Sword for some reasons... none of these things It’s important, you just need to know that I can make you stronger and unique in the world!”

"Senior, why are you helping me?"

Fang Qingyang calmed down.

"I will be of use to you in the future."

The middle-aged man clasped his hands behind his back and couldn't help but sigh, "I think that my generation of true dragons has fallen to this point. I don't know when I will return... Forget it, just call me master, and I will protect you from now on!"

"Master!"

Fang Qingyang shouted immediately.

"Good disciple!"

"These babies are ready!"

The middle-aged man waved his hand, and a large number of treasures swarmed in.