I have a sword in my head

Fu Yongkong has moved away from the main hall of the Fu family, but his position is more detached in the Fu family. He lives in a deep but exquisite small yard in the depths of the Fu family.

Fang Haotian entered the small yard as if he had entered another small world.

Fu Yongkong stood in the yard waiting for Fang Haotian.

Take a hand, I can take a day.

Fang Hao bowed in front of the sky: "younger generation Fang Haotian has seen the old man..."

"Buzz!"

A sword light appeared out of thin air and directly stabbed Fang Haotian who was saluting.

This sword light spike looks very common and simple, but it contains the supreme sword skill, which is extremely clever.

Fang Haotian's eyes narrowed slightly and his hands began to follow his heart. The long sword suddenly blocked the stabbing sword light.

The sword light felt sharp, but Fang Haotian felt weak when blocking it, but he didn't think that the sword light just now had no lethality. If he couldn't stop it, he would have to suffer even if he didn't die.

"Unexpectedly, I stopped my sword in the case of my sneak attack," Fu Yongkong added a sword in his hand, "you are one of the two masters who have the highest level of Kendo I have ever seen, very good. You take my sword again. If you can take it, I'll take you to Jianchen Pavilion. "

The voice fell, and Fu Yongkong lifted his sword slightly.

The sword may not be. The meaning of sword has exploded. The meaning of Kendo has shuttled through the air one layer after another, sweeping towards the Haotian like an invisible tide.

Fang Hao felt like a weak ant standing in the middle of the sea, surrounded by roaring waves.

"Hiss!"

There seems to be a sudden sound of breaking the air. It's very slight. It seems to be, but it's not.

The sword in Fu Yongkong's hand gently stabbed out, like a semicircle, a fan, a sweep, and a simple arc.

The stabbing position is Fang Haotian's chest. Stab it openly.

Fang Haotian's face became more dignified.

Fu Yongkong's stab is more clever than the one just now. He can't afford to be half careless.

Fang Haotian knew very well that as long as his body moved, the invisible sword Qi around him like a raging tide would burst into power. All of them would turn into real sharp swords and attack him with a raging tide of shaking the world and weeping ghosts and gods.

But if he doesn't move, the sword from the front will pierce his chest and pierce his heart, and he will die.

Move, face the tide attack.

Don't move, a sword pierces the heart.

But in fact, don't move, the frenzy attack has also begun. The invisible sword Qi has become more and more sharp as the stabbing sword gets closer and closer. Some sword Qi has pierced Fang Haotian's clothes and even stabbed blood on him.

Fang Haotian's immortal body has reached a very high level. However, at this time, he can't completely resist Fu Yongkong's sharp sword. This shows how powerful Fu Yongkong's cultivation is.

Fang Haotian's face became more and more dignified, and his eyes narrowed more and more.

There were more and more blood on his body, but he still didn't move.

At this time, Fang Haotian felt that the time was getting slower and slower, and the sword stabbed by Fu Yongkong or the attack of invisible sword Qi was getting slower and slower, so that Fang Haotian finally saw a purple light sword that had not been found before.

The big purple sword was huge, but Fang Haotian just didn't find it.

Now when it was finally discovered, it was already so huge.

When such a huge sword ran over, it seemed that his result was only broken to pieces for Haotian.

The world changed suddenly.

In the whole world, only Fang Haotian and the purple giant sword were left.

"There is a sword in the sword, and the sword is in the heart!"

Fang Haotian suddenly whispered to himself, and the sword in his hand finally stabbed out against the tip of the purple sword.

Crackling!

Heaven and earth changed again, Fang Haotian's perception returned to normal, all the invisible sword Qi around him exploded, and the space collapsed, while Fang Haotian's long sword was against the tip of Fu Yongkong's sword.

"Yes." Fang Haotian's sword suddenly slipped slightly forward and stuck to Fu Yongkong's sword stab. When the sword tip gently stabbed Fu Yongkong's tiger's mouth, it returned.

Fang Haotian is also retreating, retreating a distance of three meters.

Fu Yongkong looked at the tiger's mouth with a little blood seeping out. He was very distracted.

Fang Haotian didn't make a sound and waited quietly.

"Hahaha... OK, OK." Fu Yongkong suddenly laughed.

Fang Haotian smiled and stood still.

After Fu Yongkong finished laughing, the smile on his face narrowed down and replaced it with solemnity. He said, "Fang Haotian, I have an agreement with an old guy with a high level of kendo. If I can find someone whose Kendo level is the same as him or surpass him to study Kendo with him, he will give me the Hunyuan ancient star sword. I think you are the person I am looking for."

Fang Hao said, "maybe you overestimate me."

Fu Yongkong said, "yes, I'll know if I've seen him. Fang Haotian, I can see that your ambition is not in my Fu's house. Maybe Jiange will be a better place for you, so I hope you can go to Jiange with me to meet him. If you can really study Kendo with him, I believe it will be of great help to you. "

Fang Haotian said after a silent meeting, "OK, I'll go with you."

Fu Yongrong smiled and couldn't wait to say, "OK, let's go now."

Whoosh!

Fang Haotian and Fu Yongkong leave the Fu family.

Jiange is a very special existence in Mengzu world. Every city has a Jiange, and every Jiange is guarded by an old man in white. Therefore, people call the old man in white the guardian of Jiange.

The old guy mentioned by Fu Yongkong is the guardian of the sword Pavilion in Jinjiao city.

"Old man, I'm coming." As soon as Fu Yongkong arrived at the gate of the sword Pavilion, he raised his voice and said, "I have brought the person you want."

"Buzz!"

A sword light cut out from the sword Pavilion, but then turned into thousands of white silk, wrapped Fang Haotian and brought him into the sword Pavilion. Then a voice came out from the sword Pavilion: "if you want to see me, follow the old rules."

These words were addressed to Fu Yongkong.

Fu Yongkong shook his head helplessly.

The so-called old rule is that those who enter the sword Pavilion will have the opportunity to meet the guardian and get a gift from the guardian every time they break through three levels with their strength.

If Fu Yongkong wants to see the guardian, he must also act according to the rules of the sword Pavilion and enter the pavilion to break through.

The door of Jiange is always open, but not many people can enter.

As strong as Fu Yongkong, he was serious. He showed his sword with a dignified face before he stepped into the pavilion.

At this time, in the depths of the swordsman, Fang Haotian quietly stood in front of the old man in white. The old man was watching him carefully, just like watching a beautiful thing.

Fang Haotian was so embarrassed that he couldn't help saying, "have you seen enough, elder?"

"Born with a sword heart, Fu Yongkong is really reliable." The old man in white finally said, "come on, if your Kendo can really help me, you are qualified to stay in the sword Pavilion."

After that, the old man made a direct move.

His swordsmanship was really brilliant. Fang Haotian's face changed and became extremely dignified.

The high Kendo of the old man in white is indeed an existence that Fang Haotian has never seen before.

But Fang Haotian was not afraid. Instead, he had a strong fighting spirit in his heart.

Fang Haotian fought with his sword.

You and I fought fiercely, but neither of them let out half of the sword Qi. It was completely the original move of the sword move. One move was played in one form, but each move had a supreme state that people were obsessed with.

Until noon the next day, Fu Yongkong appeared. With his strength, it took more than a day to break through the first three levels.

"He passed the pass," the old man in white waved a sword to Fu Yongkong as soon as he saw Fu Yongkong. "He will stay here and study Kendo with me. Go back first."

The old man in white followed and sent Fu Yongkong out of the sword Pavilion.

Fang Haotian frowned suddenly and felt a little unhappy, because he felt that it was up to him to decide whether to stay in the sword pavilion or not. He should ask his meaning, but now the old man in white decided by himself.

The old man in white seemed to think of Fang Haotian's mind and said with a smile: "although you will stay without your consent, you can rest assured that there is a place in the Jiange. No matter how many years have passed inside, the external time is only one day. That place is called one day space, so it only takes you one day to stay with me to study Jiandao."

Fang Hao's eyes are bright.

"Go."

The old man in white took Fang Haotian through countless spaces and finally entered a space world.

This space world is just one day space.

"This..."

Fang Haotian looked shocked as soon as he appeared in the space.

One day, the space is white, but there are countless stone tablets of different sizes in it.

Some stone tablets are towering, while others are only one meter high.

The number of stone tablets is difficult to estimate, filling the whole space, as if the number were endless.

When Fang Haotian's soul induction was swept away, he found that each stone tablet contained a set of swordsmanship. Countless stone tablets represented countless sets of swordsmanship.

The sword Pavilion deserves its reputation!

"From now on, you can watch these swordsmanship freely." The old man in white sat down, "I'm right here. You can challenge me to practice sword at any time, or you can discuss it with me at any time."

"OK."

Fang Haotian is not polite. He knows that this is his great opportunity and will be another opportunity for him to learn a lot of kendo.

"Buzz!"

Fang Haotian scattered his soul induction and began to observe and understand the sword technique on the stone tablet.

Anyway, it's a day no matter how long it's been here, so Fang Haotian is not in a hurry. He focuses on understanding each set of sword skills. He must understand each set of whole skills to the highest level.

Time passes day by day. In one day's space, Fang Haotian has passed for 300 years.

For 300 years, Fang Haotian often fought with the old man in white to prove his understanding, and often discussed Kendo with the old man in white.

For 300 years, both of them feel that they have benefited greatly, and both of them have a new understanding of kendo.

……

In a chaotic world far and high, eight middle-aged people sat cross legged, each with a huge palace behind them.

The name "Mengzu" is impressively on the door of one of the palaces.

There are words on the doors of other palaces.

In front of the gate of Mengzu hall, the void suddenly twisted, and a white figure appeared. Then it solidified. It turned out to be the image of the old man in white, the guardian of the sword Pavilion.