The Art of the Great Sword

When this scene appeared, the students from the East Campus suddenly changed their colors.

"You are shameless in the West Courtyard!"

Zhang Baoxuan shouted, "The meaning of Lei Yuan's existence is to allow students to enter it and experience it, to survive day after day under the strikes of thunder and lightning, so as to train themselves, instead of killing each other!"

"Yes, what everyone is competing for is their training time. You actually sent people to intercept and kill my East Campus students. This is too despicable!"

"How can this be? Isn't this a bad rule?"

Everyone gritted their teeth, but couldn't do anything.

In the end, Wei Wunian said slowly, "You said we broke the rules and came forward, but you asked me, which rule did we break?"

The students from the East Campus wanted to bite their teeth into pieces.

Indeed, there is no rule stating that you cannot kill each other in the Thunder Abyss!

Obviously, General Zhenchuan set up those rules to make the competition more fierce and cruel, and to use the fighting mechanism unique to the battlefield to promote the bloody spirit of the students.

But, on weekdays, everyone will focus on cultivation, who cares about other people?

By doing this, Xiyuan just demonstrated a possibility in a bloody way.

You can say that he is shameless, but you cannot say that he has bad rules.

"Fang Qingyang, don't blame us. I blame you for being blind. There is nothing wrong with joining the four courtyards. You have to join the east courtyard!"

"Since you have chosen this broken ship, then go down with it!"

The students from the West Campus smiled ferociously and gradually approached Fang Qingyang.

Surprisingly, Fang Qingyang not only did not panic, but asked calmly, "Are you the only ones here?"

"Why, don't you think it's enough?"

Some students thought they heard it wrong, "We are enough people to send you to the west!"

"It's a bit unchallenging, but it's good to practice your skills."

Fang Qingyang sighed, then slowly grasped the hilt of the Dragon Emperor Sword behind his back, exposed the blade of the sword, and faced everyone.

"Sword cultivators are strong, but in the Sword Dynasty, you are nothing special just by being a sword cultivator. In this Dongchuan Academy where there are so many powerful people, you still can't make any waves!"

Some students sneered, then they roared and all rushed forward.

In this thunder abyss, once injured, one has to mobilize the spiritual energy in the body to recover. During the whole process, it is difficult to resist the thunder that falls from time to time.

Therefore, the purpose of this group of students is very simple. It is best to kill him. If they cannot kill him, they will seriously injure him so that he cannot stay here any longer.

"Sword cultivator is indeed nothing special."

Fang Qingyang said softly, "But, sword cultivator, I am no longer there."

He said this in an understatement, and before others could understand what he meant, Fang Qingyang was already charging into the crowd with the Dragon Emperor Sword in hand.

Not long ago, he merged with a spiritual pattern left by his father, raised his level to the sixth level of the Yuan Dan realm, and studied the Battle King Code diligently, using the Great Freedom Concept method to comprehend many battles in a row.

It can be said that Fang Qingyang's combat power has reached its peak at this moment.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

Fang Qingyang is too fast and his movements are ingenious.

Passing through the crowd, the other party didn't touch him at all. No matter how fierce the attack was, it just passed him by.

What seems like a short distance is actually a long, long way away!

"Too weak."

Fang Qingyang's figure reappeared not far away. As his voice fell, at least four figures stiffened and trembled slightly.

After a few breaths, these four people died on the spot.

In an instant, before anyone could react, Fang Qingyang killed four people head-on with just one attack.

You know, these are all students from the West College!

The weakest ones are all at the sixth level of Yuan Dan Realm!

His own strength is very strong!

In particular, among the students killed by Fang Qingyang, two of them had reached the seventh level of the Yuan Dan realm.

Killing...killing is too easy!

Liang Jingyu's pupils shrank violently. He was the only one among the people who didn't take action!

He had seen Fang Qingyang's terror and was afraid of him in his heart, so he didn't take action at the first moment. But he didn't know that it was this moment of hesitation that saved his life!

"you......"

The other two people stopped and turned pale, "You are actually... a great sword cultivator!"

That’s right!

The sword's intent is so strong that it kills people invisible!

Coupled with what he said before, the truth is ready to come out.

Fang Qingyang is a great sword cultivator!

This scene directly shocked the two people's hearts, as if a giant hand was holding them, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

What does sword cultivation mean?

This means that Fang Qingyang has become one of the few powerful geniuses in the entire Sword Dynasty!

At the same age, few people can compare with Fang Qingyang.

"Yes, I am... a great sword cultivator!"

Fang Qingyang's eyes flashed with pity, "I think you are very pitiful. You have to mess with me even if you don't care about your promising future!"

Then, he raised his sword and killed the two men again.

There is only one Liang Jingyu left in the field!

His legs were weak, his lips were trembling, and his pupils were full of fear.

"Go away."

Fang Qingyang put away his sword, his face expressionless.

From the very beginning, he could see that Liang Jingyu was not very motivated to fight.

In addition, he did not take action later, so sparing his life was nothing.

Liang Jingyu felt relieved. He turned around and ran for his life without saying a word, fearing that Fang Qingyang would regret it if he was a second late.

In the West Courtyard, all the new students in the past year were wiped out!

On the thunder stage.

Wei Wunian's face was pale. He reached out to take the tea in front of him, but he couldn't stop shaking after grabbing it. With his concentration, he shouldn't be like this. It can only mean that Fang Qingyang shocked him severely.

"The tea is spilled."

Meng Huan's half-smiley voice came from the side, "A great sword cultivator, is it still worthy of your eyes?"

In fact, Meng Huan was also shocked by such a result.

When he first accepted Fang Qingyang, the other party was just a sword cultivator!

Unexpectedly, in such a short time, he has been promoted to a great sword cultivator and can be listed as one of the true prodigies of the Sword Dynasty. The East Courtyard really picked up a treasure!

Wei Wunian clenched his teeth. How could he not know that the tea was spilled?

Meng Huan, who had been ridiculed by himself before, did not expect that he would be reversed now.

Duan Xiu and Ba Man were also anxious. They frowned and thought about a solution.

The West Court had been wiped out. If the students from the South Court and the North Court rushed over to surround Fang Qingyang, they would probably end up in the same situation!

There was no other way. The Great Sword Cultivator was too terrifying!

"Great Sword Cultivator!"

Zhang Baoxuan was overjoyed. He waved his fist fiercely. "Junior Brother Qingyang is too powerful. He is a Great Sword Cultivator! This time, my East Court can be saved!"

Other East Court students also reacted and followed suit to roar and vent their emotions.

The faces of the students from the other three courts were burning with pain.

This time, they deeply experienced what it meant to be two worlds of ice and fire!