The Art of the Great Sword

"Okay, thank you Uncle Meng."

Fang Qingyang put away these three magic swords, feeling more confident.

For now, at least within the Yuan Dan realm, no one is his opponent.

Take Sikong Feng from before, isn't he strong?

He himself is at the ninth level of the Yuan Dan Realm, and he is also a great swordsman!

It even ranks seventh on the list of geniuses!

Strong, of course strong!

However, under Fang Qingyang's endless tricks and fierce attacks, he was still killed on the spot.

It can only be said that realm often does not determine everything. It also depends on combat experience and combat power.

A strong overall strength is truly strong!

Fang Qingyang left Dongchuan Academy. The moment he left here, he clearly felt that there were several eyes staring at him in the crowded alley.

"It's really brown candy, I can't shake it off."

Fang Qingyang frowned. Even if these people didn't dare to go too far in Dongchuan City, it would be annoying to keep watching.

He strode towards the market. On the way, he kept changing his position to determine where the eyes behind him were coming from.

Those who were following him obviously didn't notice Fang Qingyang's thoughts. They were afraid of losing him, so they kept speeding up behind them. When they passed a corner, a sword stabbed from the dark quietly penetrated the first man's chest. .

"puff!"

The man was stabbed in the chest by a sword. He staggered and looked up.

In front, a face half covered by darkness slowly stared at him, and his cold eyes made people shudder.

"you......"

Before the man who was following him could speak, he was instantly torn in half by the Dragon Emperor Sword.

There was another person behind him, and he turned around and ran away in shock.

However, Fang Qingyang was faster than him, raised his hand to grab him from the air, and instantly pressed his body to the ground, unable to move.

"You can also learn to follow people with this little strength?"

Fang Qingyang walked out slowly, his expression cold and full of chill.

"Let...let me go!"

The man panicked, seeming to think of the tragic death of his previous companion, and his whole body started to tremble uncontrollably.

"Who asked you to come?"

Fang Qingyang crouched down, his face less than half a meter away from the other person. The cruelty outlined in the corner of his mouth made the other person turn pale in fright.

"I...we were sent by Master Sikong. The order is to keep an eye on you, analyze your strength, and report any trends to him immediately."

The people who were following them all attacked without saying a word.

Fang Qingyang knew that he was just one of the many people watching!

Except for Sikong Teng, there were many people in the Pure Academy who did not want to see him alive.

For example, Duan Xiu, Baman, and Wei Wunian.

This is because his existence affects their overall interests, and it is not conducive for them to continue to please Yaochi Holy Land.

"So, what did you find?"

Fang Qingyang half-smiled, "I won't kill you, but you have to do something for me, such as going back and reporting to Sikong Teng that after I killed his brother, I privately vomited blood and was seriously injured!"

"Yes, I understand."

The man was completely frightened and nodded like a fool.

"brush!"

Fang Qingyang casually grabbed something and stuffed it into the other person's mouth, asking him to swallow it. "The poison has entered your stomach. If you don't do what I say, your internal organs will rot and your whole body will rot and die."

The man's legs weakened and he knelt on the ground, "I, I will obey you! Please spare my life, sir!"

"Go away!"

Fang Qingyang sneered.

The man was so frightened that he staggered and ran away without his life. He almost fell down several times. It could be seen that he was really scared.

The reason why Fang Qingyang did this was to make Sikong Teng misjudge him.

Sikong Teng does not only represent himself, his findings will also be reported to Jiang Ding!

For now, he can only get protection from Meng Huan, his talent has not been fully realized, and the Second Sword Tower Branch will not place all bets on him.

Meng Huan alone is not enough compared to the dangers he encounters.

Therefore, before the Tianjiao War begins, Fang Qingyang must eliminate all possible variables, such as whether Jiang Ding will take action in advance!

He deliberately let Sikong Teng obtain wrong information and revealed it to Jiang Ding, making the other party feel that he was not that threatening and allowed him to grow. In any case, Sikong Teng would eventually defeat him.

In fact, this move can buy a lot of development time.

Once the Prodigy Battle started, he won the first place with lightning speed. After receiving the protection of the Second Sword Tower Branch, even Jiang Ding would use the rat weapon and not dare to attack him at will.

Only then would he truly establish a firm foothold in the Sword Dynasty.

At the rally, people came and went.

There were many shouts in my ears.

As the second largest city in the Sword Dynasty, Dongchuan City itself has two major mansions entrenched here.

Yun Mansion, Wei Mansion.

In addition to this, the second branch is also here.

Whenever there is any major event, it will be particularly lively!

"Come, take a look at my magic sword. It's absolutely exquisite and affordable!"

A honest and strong man shouting hard attracted Fang Qingyang's attention. He walked to the other party's booth and observed carefully. There were five magic swords in total, and the texture was very delicate.

It's a pity that they are all at the Yuan Dan realm.

"Isn't there a magical sword at the magical level?"

Fang Qingyang raised his eyebrows and asked.

The sturdy man looked around and observed for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "Yes, but this level of stuff is not easy to get, you have to pay more!"

"I'll exchange it with blood spirit stones."

Fang Qingyang narrowed his eyes. Blood spirit stones are only produced near the Tianling vein, so they are extremely precious.

In the market, they are definitely hard currency!

"Eighty pieces!"

The sturdy man looked honest, but he was not soft-hearted when he called out the price.

Fang Qingyang frowned, "Too cruel, let me see the goods first!"

Eighty blood spirit stones can be worth at least thirty or forty thousand spirit stones!

It is more than enough to buy a general upper-grade magical sword.

"Can I still lie to you?"

The sturdy man was anxious. He quietly pulled Fang Qingyang aside, took out a sword from his arms, just flashed it for a moment, and quickly took it back, "Eighty pieces, I don't want any more from you!"

Although it was only a moment, Fang Qingyang still saw the quality of the sword clearly.

Superior magical power level!

This is true!

Looking at the sneaky look of the sturdy man, it is obvious that this sword is not legitimate.

"Forty pieces."

Fang Qingyang was sure of this and directly lowered the price.

"Then I won't sell it."

The sturdy man was cunning and pretended to leave.

Fang Qingyang was more decisive than him and turned around and left.

"Hey, you are cruel enough, but forty pieces is really not enough, fifty! Fifty!"

The sturdy man saw that he couldn't deceive Fang Qingyang, so he had to give in.

Just as Fang Qingyang thought, this sword was not legitimate, and it was really hard to sell!

"Forty-five."

Fang Qingyang cut off another part, and the sturdy man gritted his teeth and finally had to accept it.

The two sides conducted this transaction "friendly".

Fang Qingyang took the sword in his hand and observed it in detail. It was indeed a fine product among the spiritual weapons of the superior magical power realm. It would cost at least nearly a hundred blood spirit stones on the market.

I bought it at a normal price and made a lot of money!

In this way, there is only one sword left!