The Art of the Great Sword

Counting this sword, Fang Qingyang now has five expensive magical swords.

Once the Ten Thousand Swords Technique is activated, the five magic swords will show their sharpness and cut through everything. I am afraid that no one in Yuan Dan will be able to withstand this blow.

There was silence.

No one dared to challenge on stage.

"No one is there anymore?"

Fang Qingyang took out his ears and said, "Do you think these Blood Spirit Stones are not enough? Then I will add twenty more!"

With that said, Fang Qingyang took out twenty more blood spirit stones.

Many students' mouths became angry.

We don't dare to go up, is it because we don't have enough blood spirit stones?

Nonsense, we are afraid of death!

If we are killed, no matter how many blood spirit stones we have, what can we do? Can they save our lives?

Even Sikong Feng is no match for you, what the hell are we doing!

In the distance, the battle between Meng Huan and Duan Xiu came to an end.

Duan Xiu had obviously regained her senses. She gritted her teeth and shouted at Fang Qingyang from a distance, "You killed Sikongfeng. He is Sikongteng's clan brother. I'm afraid... you don't know how to write the word "death"!"

"What happened to Sikong Teng?"

Fang Qingyang looked calm, "Even if he is here, I will still kill him!"

"Wow!"

The whole audience was shocked again.

Fang Qingyang was so crazy that he threatened to kill Sikong Teng without saying anything after killing Sikong Feng.

After everyone thought about it carefully, they felt relieved.

After all, there is an insoluble grudge between Ye Qingcang and Prince Jiang.

Fang Qingyang and Sikong Teng once fought at Xia Yan's banquet. In the end, Sikong Teng won. It was normal for Fang Qingyang to be dissatisfied.

It's just that this is too crazy, and people who are too crazy usually don't end well!

"Okay, very good."

Duan Xiuqi trembled all over, "I will remember everything you did today. When Sikong Teng kills you in the future, don't cry out for injustice!"

"He's welcome to come see me anytime."

Fang Qingyang smiled lightly, "Even if he doesn't come, I will kill him if the genius fights!"

Since the two sides are already life-and-death enemies, what else are they trying to cover up?

If you have to kill, kill!

"So, is anyone else coming up?"

Fang Qingyang asked again, "Aren't the other three houses of yours crazy? They jointly bullied our East Branch. Now I, Fang Qingyang, am standing here, waiting for you in this arena. Why, why doesn't anyone dare to take action?"

There was silence.

Many students from the third hospital looked ugly and turned around quietly to leave, fearing that they would be embarrassed if they stayed where they were.

"No?"

Fang Qingyang raised his eyebrows, "If not, then I am here to announce today that from now on, students from the other three courtyards will have to take a detour with their tails between their legs when they see our students from the East Campus!"

These words will definitely boost morale.

The students in the East Campus almost went crazy!

So cool!

What a pleasure!

Even Meng Huan showed a long-lost smile.

This kid is domineering and sinister, just like his father!

As expected of a biological father and son!

"That means our senior brothers are all in retreat, otherwise they will come out and crush you!"

Some students were unconvinced and gritted their teeth.

"Is your senior brother in the supernatural realm?"

Fang Qingyang asked with a smile.

The student suddenly stopped talking.

Indeed, unless a senior brother comes who has reached the level of supernatural powers, no one in Yuan Dan will be Fang Qingyang’s opponent!

Sikong Feng was killed by him, who else could be killed?

No matter how reluctant they are, they have to admit that a generation of genius is rising!

Fang Qingyang came down from the ring, and he gained a lot this time.

"Qingyang, you are really proud of our East Campus."

Meng Huan hugged Fang Qingyang and said in an excited voice, "I don't know how many years we have not been so proud. Ever since...brother Fang disappeared, our East Campus has been humiliated!"

He has experienced it all the way and has seen the rise and decline of East Campus with his own eyes.

Therefore, no one has a deeper feeling than Meng Huan!

"Uncle Meng, with my Fang Qingyang here, the East Campus will only get stronger and stronger."

Fang Qingyang's eyes flickered, and the corner of his mouth turned into a smile, "However, I have a small request here, and I hope Uncle Meng can agree to it."

"You said, as long as Uncle Meng can do it, he will never be stingy!"

Meng Huan waved his hand with great courage.

"I want five magic swords with magical powers. I wonder if Uncle Meng has them here?"

After Fang Qingyang finished speaking, he immediately added, "It's not in vain. It can be deducted from my cultivation resources. If it's not enough, I still have some blood spirit stones here that can be exchanged!"

"I have some magical swords here in stock, but..."

Meng Huan's eyes were a little curious, "Why do you need so many magical swords in the magical realm? It's not like you don't have any! Your Dragon Emperor sword was the sword that always accompanied Fang Xuanxiao back then. Although it is slightly rusty now, it is not as sharp as it used to be. , but it is always a magic weapon!"

Although most of the rust on the current Dragon Emperor Sword has been removed, it is still very dull, like a magic sword that has been left for many years without cleaning or maintenance, so it looks a bit shabby.

As a result, Meng Huan didn't recognize him after seeing him several times.

It wasn't until later that he brought the Dragon Emperor Sword over for a closer look that he recognized that it was the sword that Cao Tao Jing had accompanied Fang Xuanxiao to dominate the world!

"It works. I have practiced a set of skills that can control many magic swords at the same time."

Fang Qingyang's eyes sparkled, "Now, the number of magic swords I can control is... ten!"

Meng Huan's heart skipped a beat, and he thought he had heard it wrong, "What? Ten magic swords? Driving at the same time?"

"Yes, if you don't believe me, just look."

Fang Qingyang's thought moved, and suddenly five magic swords flew out at the same time, forming various attack formations in the void, and various subtle changes were at his fingertips.

Thinking of the scene where Fang Qingyang used three magic swords to kill Sikong Feng, Meng Huan couldn't help but take a breath.

There are such wonderful means in this world!

Flying swords, Meng Huan certainly understands.

After reaching the supernatural realm, it is not strange to fly with swords!

But to control so many magic swords at the same time, the requirements for mental power, sword intent, and proficiency are very high. If you are not careful, even if the attention to one of the magic swords is slightly weakened, it will affect the overall effect.

These five magic swords are already terrifying enough, and if there are five more, it will be even more exaggerated.

The key is that Fang Qingyang is only in the Yuandan realm!

Once he reaches the realm of magical power, how terrifying will he be?

"Well, I have three magic swords here, all of which are of the middle level of magical power, not particularly strong..."

Meng Huan was not stingy with Fang Qingyang's request.

These three magic swords are already the limit after deducting the rewards for other disciples.

"Okay, three is three!"

Fang Qingyang's eyes lit up. There was still a gap of two, so he could just go to a store in Dongchuan City to buy them.

When all ten magic swords are gathered, his Ten Thousand Swords Art will be able to reach its peak!

"Come with me."

Meng Huan led Fang Qingyang to the East Courtyard Treasury and took out three magic swords for him.

Fang Qingyang looked at them carefully, his eyes flashed with light, and he was very satisfied.

"I don't have the other two here, but you can go to the city to buy them. There happens to be a rally going on, and many forces will take advantage of this rally to buy things."

Meng Huan said.