The Art of the Great Sword

Wei Hui recently left the Academy and has been practicing hard in the Wei Mansion.

Although the cultivation resources in the academy are rich, they are not as good as those in the Wei Mansion.

Under Wei Wunian's careful care, Wei Hui participated in a few training sessions and was qualified to enter the West Academy. Now he is also a student in the Inner Academy.

Wei Qinghe, on the other hand, is still young and doesn't know much about human nature.

He only knows that he is the well-deserved little bully in this area!

The clan brother Wei Hui is his cousin, and he has been his brother since childhood.

He is much stronger than himself. Whenever he meets an opponent, Wei Hui will come forward and teach the opponent a lesson.

This time, in Wei Qinghe's opinion, it was no exception.

This kid is afraid that Wei Hui will beat him until he has teeth all over the floor!

That's fine, let him have a long memory.

What kind of thing dares to go against yourself?

As for Wei Hui, this is no longer surprising to him.

Over the years, he had helped his cousin deal with too many blind people, and he had become accustomed to it, so after receiving the news from Wei Qinghe, he immediately gathered people and rushed over.

I haven’t done anything for a long time, but my hands are really itchy!

"It's you, you dare to bully my brother? Huh?"

Wei Hui pointed at Fang Qingyang's back, sneered and scolded, "Open your dog eyes and show me. This is my Wei Mansion's territory. If you dare to act wild on Wei Mansion's territory, I will break one of your legs today." Let you..."

Fang Qingyang turned around with a smile and looked directly at Wei Hui.

Wei Hui swallowed his next curse.

His eyes almost popped out!

My Adam's apple kept twitching and I was swallowing saliva!

Oh shit.

Why is this a monster?

Wei Hui's evil spirit was reduced by most of his body in an instant, and his legs became weak.

"Master Hui, shall we go up, or will you take us together?"

The guard next to him flattered him, "This kid looks easy to bully. If he breaks his arms and legs and throws him into the wilderness, he will lose half his life."

"Crack!"

Wei Hui slapped the guard on the face, knocking him unconscious.

"Fang Qingyang, right? You and I are not in conflict with each other. This time you came to run wild on my Wei Mansion's territory. It was your fault first, but I, Wei Hui, am not a stingy person. Even if you are wrong, I am willing to forgive you." You this time!"

Wei Hui kept his expression strong and did not show any timidity.

Next to him, Wei Qinghe, who was expecting his cousin to come forward and overthrow his opponent, the smile on his face also solidified, I asked you to come here to deal with this kid, what are you doing to me without violating the river?

Will you forgive the other person this time?

He humiliated me so much, forgive him?

Where should I, Wei Qinghe, put my face?

The onlookers all around exclaimed.

Wei Hui, who has always been arrogant and unreasonable, actually gave in?

Who is this guy?

"Fang Qingyang!"

Someone recognized him, "Student from the East Campus, son of Fang Xuanxiao!"

"Is it him who survived thirty-one days in the Thunder Abyss?"

"Yes, he just taught the elite students from the other three colleges a lesson not long ago..."

"No wonder Wei Hui is so afraid of him!"

In Dongchuan City, there are many people with extensive sources of information.

They gathered together and talked in low voices.

Fang Qingyang smiled lightly, "Aren't you going to break my leg? How about we take another gamble?"

The corners of Wei Hui's mouth twitched.

Just because of his last bet, he lost one hundred thousand spirit stones!

Even the magical sword behind him was defeated by the opponent!

The magical sword was worth at least 70,000 to 80,000 spiritual stones at auction, but it was paid off by him for 30,000 spiritual stones.

Thinking about it now, I still feel heartache that I can’t stop feeling!

"Qinghe, listen to me."

Wei Hui saw the ferocious look on Wei Qinghe's face and was afraid that he would provoke Fang Qingyang again because he was distracted, so he quickly stopped him and explained, "This is Fang Qingyang! His strength is extremely exaggerated, we can't afford to provoke him! If we want to teach him a lesson, we must at least let Brother Qingxuan come!" "

"Brother?"

Wei Qinghe was startled.

Wei Qingxuan is his eldest brother, the true genius of the Wei family and the heir apparent.

He was once among the top three on the list of geniuses, but after reaching the realm of magical power, he automatically quit the list of geniuses.

Because, the list of geniuses only counts the existences under the magical power realm.

Once one enters the realm of magical power, as far as the Sword Dynasty is concerned, it is equivalent to reaching another level and can no longer simply be called a genius.

Wei Qingxuan is so powerful that even the careless Wei Qinghe admires him immensely.

Only he can teach this kid a lesson?

"Go, go!"

Wei Hui didn't wait for Wei Qinghe to think too much, and stretched out his hand to pull him away.

The other guards looked at each other in confusion. Their young masters were gone, and there was no point in them staying here, so they quickly followed amidst boos.

At this moment, Fang Qingyang once again attracted everyone's attention.

He cupped his hands behind him and strode out of the crowd without stopping too much.

This time, the harvest is really rich!

All ten magical swords are gathered together. Except for the Dragon Emperor Sword itself, which is unknown, the others are all from the magical power realm. The weakest one is at the medium magical power realm!

Now in this situation, once Wan Jian Jue is activated...

I'm afraid, that scene will be very spectacular!

In this world, except for some special means, it has not been heard that sword cultivators can control multiple magic swords at will. This in itself is contrary to the path taken by ordinary sword cultivators.

Sword cultivation mainly focuses on one's own sword. The higher the proficiency, the stronger the combat power.

Finally reaching the point where man and sword merge into one, majestic and powerful!

If you go against the grain, just go against the grain.

Fang Qingyang no longer cared about this.

Whose sword cultivator has a more terrifying physique than a physical cultivator?

Fang Qingyang just happened to be it!

What he has to do is not to overlap with anyone and work hard to find his own path.

Back in the east courtyard, Meng Huan was bored and drinking tea face to face with Old Man Ye.

"Uncle Meng, what state are you in?"

Fang Qingyang asked curiously.

"The elders of Dongchuan Academy's east, west, south, and north are all princes in the death realm."

Meng Huan smiled and said, "There are two elders in the core courtyard. They are stronger than us. They are princes in the Destiny Realm."

"Why is he a prince in the life-threatening realm?"

Old Man Ye rolled his eyes, "Is it because your talent is too poor? If I had not fallen in cultivation back then, now I would at least be a prince in the Xuanming Realm, as famous as Murong Jiu!"

Meng Huan curled his lips, "What's the point of just talking about it back then? Even if you recover now, you will never become a prince!"

The two of them actually started arguing with each other.

"Prince..."

Fang Qingyang thought that this was a bit over the top, but he still said, "Uncle Meng, I just learned a move, how about you suppress your own state and practice with me?"

"OK!"

Meng Huan stood up and said, "It just so happens that I haven't made a move for a long time. How about suppressing it to the ninth level of the Yuan Dan realm?"

"Supernatural realm."

Fang Qingyang smiled and said, "If you suppress your level too low, it will be embarrassing if you lose in my hands."

"Yo."

Meng Huan looked Fang Qingyang up and down for a while and said, "Okay, if you are confident, I will practice with you!"