The Art of the Great Sword

The fierce sword moves were against the scorching sun, and the huge fireball was cut across by the sword light and split into two, but this was not the end.

The split fireballs attracted each other and merged together again.

The terrifying scorching sun was burning fiercely, and the extremely high temperature gradually melted the sword light of Fang Qingyang's sword that cut the god. The situation was precarious, and all the balances of victory and defeat were tilting towards the other party.

The fireball covered Fang Qingyang with a huge roar.

It's getting closer!

Everyone saw that Fang Qingyang's skin began to turn red and hot under the influence of high temperature.

How could he catch this sword?

"I'm afraid Fang Qingyang is finished now."

"It's not unfair for him to lose. He is also a great sword cultivator and his realm is higher than his. It can be said that all his advantages will no longer exist. It's normal for him to lose!"

"Yes, how can there be someone who is always undefeated?"

Many students sighed.

"Die!"

After gaining an absolute advantage, Sikong Feng showed a ferocious look.

He was going to kill Fang Qingyang!

At the last family gathering, he and Sikong Teng sat together and talked for a long time, and they talked about Fang Qingyang.

Sikong Teng said that Fang Qingyang was the apprentice of Ye Qingcang, the waste, and he must not be allowed to grow up.

He also asked Sikong Feng at that time, saying that you are all students of Dongchuan Academy. If you have the chance, kill Fang Qingyang, and I can guarantee that you can enter the Holy Land!

Sikong Feng was moved.

No matter how strong Dongchuan Academy is, it is not as good as Yaochi Holy Land.

Now that there is a chance to enter the Holy Land, he naturally has to seize it!

Of course, in addition to Sikong Teng, there is another person who asked him.

It is a person he absolutely cannot refuse!

"Fang Qingyang, after killing you, I will enter the Holy Land under the recommendation of my cousin, and you will die a worthy death. Goodbye."

Sikong Feng sent a cold voice to him, and a flash of excitement about the unknown flashed in his eyes.

The fireball was about to swallow Fang Qingyang. Just when everyone thought Fang Qingyang was going to lose, he suddenly stretched out his hands, one on the left and one on the right, and actually hugged the fireball.

"What?"

The whole audience was shocked.

"He... He actually used his physical body to catch the fireball!"

"Is he crazy!"

All the students were shocked.

Especially the strong students in the North School, their pupils were numb.

Even if they were strong people who were good at physical fitness, they didn't dare to say that they could definitely hold the fireball. With such a high temperature, how tough must your body surface defense be to do it?

But the fact is that Fang Qingyang did it.

"Boom!"

The fireball continued to expand, trying to suppress Fang Qingyang, but he supported the ground with his feet and held the fireball tightly, not letting it move forward at all.

Then, Fang Qingyang pushed the fireball out little by little.

The gift of the middle-aged man to the body in the Dragon Emperor Sword, as well as the War King Code he has been practicing recently, are all ways to strengthen the body, and Fang Qingyang naturally showed it after he understood all of this.

"I can't... crush you to death?"

Sikong Feng's eyes turned cold, he roared suddenly, grasped the magic sword with both hands at the same time, and chopped it down fiercely.

The fireball instantly increased its power and pressed down faster.

Excitement was revealed in his eyes, and he couldn't help shouting, "Now, you are still alive?"

In the dark, Duan Xiu stood there, her eyes were bright and dark.

In addition to Sikong Teng's instructions to Sikong Feng, she also explained before Sikong Feng went on stage that if possible, Fang Qingyang should be killed directly on the stage, and then she would protect him!

That's why Sikong Feng was so unscrupulous.

"Why don't you watch it closer?"

Just when Duan Xiu was concentrating on watching the battle, a laugh came from behind.

"Swish!"

Duan Xiu turned her head and found that the person who came was Meng Huan.

Her beautiful eyes were startled. What was wrong with Meng Huan?

Fang Qingyang was on the ring, and was about to be killed by Sikong Feng. He actually had the leisure to come and chat with her? What was he up to?

"If you are not as skilled as others, it is useless to die."

Duan Xiu sneered and turned his eyes back to the ring.

This battle at this moment is the focus of everyone's attention!

I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at them!

Undercurrents are surging, and many people don't want to see the second Fang Xuanxiao appear. They hope that Fang Qingyang will die, preferably directly on the ring, which is reasonable.

And behind those strong men, the game about Fang Qingyang is endless.

"You're right."

Meng Huan nodded seriously, "You're not as skilled as others, you deserve to die, but I don't know if the next move will be different from what you imagined!"

"Are you still being stubborn?"

Duan Xiu sneered, "You know, even if you attack now, I will stop you! Fang Qingyang must die on the stage today!"

Directly reveal the cards!

"Alas."

Meng Huan shook his head and sighed slightly, "I should have said this to you, but you realized it too late, and you still haven't figured out who has the real advantage..."

As soon as the voice fell, a scream came from the field!

Duan Xiu looked up and saw a scene that shocked her!

Sikong Feng's hand had not been retracted yet, and he was pierced through the heart by three magic swords. His body was stiff in place, his face was pale, his lips were trembling, and his eyes were shining with unimaginable light.

"Let him go!"

Duan Xiu didn't bother to think about why this happened. She screamed and rushed to the stage like crazy.

Sikong Feng was her most precious student, and the two of them had a relationship that went beyond the friendship between teacher and student. Seeing Sikong Feng being stabbed into the body by three magic swords, she immediately lost all reason.

"Tsk, teachers and students have a deep relationship!"

Meng Huan chuckled and stood in front of Duan Xiu in a blink of an eye. The sword light behind him suddenly became bright and turned into an overwhelming and terrifying sword net, surrounding Duan Xiu.

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

Duan Xiu's black hair was scattered, and she attacked the sword net as if she was crazy.

She couldn't accept why the situation that was one-sided before ended up like this!

In the arena.

Fang Qingyang used all his strength to shoot the fireball into the sky, then put his hands behind his back and walked up to Sikongfeng with a faint smile, "Idiot, Sikongteng drew you a cake, you really eat it!"

"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."

Sikongfeng's mouth was full of blood foam, and three magic swords pierced his heart, leaving him with no strength to speak. The world in front of him gradually turned red, and his life was disappearing.

"It's a pity, senior brother."

Fang Qingyang laughed and pulled out the magic swords one by one.

Every time he pulled out one, Sikong Feng's body would tremble.

After all three swords were drawn out, Sikong Feng fell to the ground and died completely.

Fang Qingyang did not forget to take his magic sword and put it into the ring.

This is a bet that I won!

In the field, the students who had cheered for Sikong Feng all seemed to have their mouths blocked, unable to say anything. They felt as uncomfortable as if their own father had died.

Looking back at the east courtyard, cheers resounded throughout the world again.

Many powerful consciousnesses took it back silently after observing the final result.

Some people are happy, and some people are disappointed.

Fang Qingyang's lowered eyes slowly flashed with a sharp edge, "Old man Ye is indeed right. After I revealed my identity, my every move was watched by countless pairs of eyes. There were too many people who wanted me dead. "

"What a pity!"

Fang Qingyang raised his head with a wild expression, "Not only will I not die, I will rise step by step until I can find out and kill all of you who are causing trouble behind my back!"