I have a sword in my head

As Fang Haotian expected, the tower keeper on the seventh floor is the devil of the seventh cultivation in Yuanyang.

The eighth floor is the eight demons in Yuanyang.

It's too difficult for Fang Haotian to control the demons at this level again. So he began to kill.

Since you kill, it's less difficult.

There will be no suspense when you climb the ninth floor.

The tower keeper on the ninth floor is indeed a nine fold demon.

And the strength is beyond Fang Haotian's imagination.

Fang Haotian was forced to use the nine soul sword to kill the other party.

After the demon guarding the tower on the ninth floor died, he only saw a triangular pattern emerging on the ground.

"Is this the last entrance?"

Fang Haotian was on guard secretly. The soul domain wrapped itself up before walking to the triangular pattern.

Boom!

Fang Haotian suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and then he had been placed in a spacious and simple hall.

There is a stone bed in the middle of the hall. On the stone bed, there is an old man in blood clothes sitting cross legged.

Behind the old man in blood, there were still three men in green who looked about 30 years old.

But neither the old man in blood nor the three men in green have any breath. It seems that they are not people, but just statues.

"Is he the blood king?"

Fang Haotian stared at the old man in blood. His soul was shrouded at the same time. The old man really had no breath. He felt that he had been dead for many years.

Then Fang Haotian shrouded the induction force on the three Qingyi people.

"Well?"

Fang Haotian's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the three men in green still had the breath of living people.

It's just that the breath is so weak that it's almost invisible. If Fang Haotian didn't have a strong sense, he might not know.

"Master blood king."

Fang Haotian walked forward.

Just a few steps away, the three people in Tsing Yi suddenly opened their eyes, just like the fierce God who just woke up.

Three people and six eyes stabbed Fang Haotian like six sharp swords.

Fang Haotian felt something and stopped immediately.

Boom!

The three people in Tsing Yi suddenly burst out a terrible breath, each of which is the existence of nine peaks.

Whoosh!

The three men in green clothes suddenly jumped forward, and then they punched at the same time and smashed Fang Haotian fiercely.

Qingyi people are all nine peak accomplishments. A joint strike is better than Fang Haotian. They can't be despised.

So in the face of the three punches, Fang Haotian's body flash is to retreat three meters.

The man in green stopped and didn't pursue. He just looked at Fang Haotian. His eyes flashed fiercely, but he was on alert again.

"Who are you?" Fang Haotian didn't do anything and asked, "who is the blood king? Younger generation Fang Haotian came here today...... "

"If it's fate, you can defeat us." A man in Tsing Yi suddenly interrupted Fang Haotian and said, "we don't care who you are. As long as we defeat us and promise our conditions, we can get the inheritance left by our master, and then the three of us will recognize you as the Lord."

"Defeat you?"

Fang Haotian looked around the hall and said, "isn't it good to do it here? I'm afraid I hurt the blood King's body by mistake. "

The eyes of the three men in Tsing Yi were bright. Then the man in Tsing Yi who spoke just now said, "you have a good heart. But you don't have to worry. The master has a treasure coat to protect his body. It is indestructible and can't hurt him. "

"Oh, that's good."

Fang Haotian shook his big hand and the emperor's supreme sword came out.

At this time, even the strength does not need to be hidden, and the sword does not need to be hidden.

The three Qingyi people are powerful. Each of them is stronger than the tower guard devil on the ninth floor. Together, they are even more powerful.

Fang Haotian thinks he can be his opponent.

At his level, what he longed for most now was a war worthy of his opponent.

Hoo!

Fang Haotian leaped forward, his whole body was filled with the nine heavy breath of Xuanwu Yuanyang territory, and the sword shadow enveloped the three people in green.

But for the three people in Tsing Yi, they could clearly feel the sword light in front of them, as if it had the power to destroy the mountain.

"How dare you fight hard? Little fellow, you are so confident! "

The three men in Tsing Yi grinned, shook their big hands and punched at the same time.

This time Fang Haotian saw that their fists were all wearing a kind of fist that was almost the same color as their skin.

The three were like one, and their fists fell into the sword light. Obviously, the boxing they wear is not afraid of sharp tools. And they have great confidence in their own strength.

Boom!

Hit the sword in the light.

The sword light suddenly broke open.

But the next moment, the faces of the three people in Tsing Yi changed.

Only saw the broken sword light suddenly condensed, and then condensed into three big swords, which stabbed them on their fists.

The people in Tsing Yi immediately felt the surging power from the sword body, and their arms couldn't help bending. They all took five consecutive heavy steps back, and each step could almost make a footprint on the ground.

There was a look of amazement in their eyes.

With one to three, they still beat them in strength.

"Although your strength is great, you are still inferior to me!"

Fang Haotian's body flashed, and the emperor's supreme sword in his hand stabbed out again.

"So fast."

The pupils of the three people in Tsing Yi all contracted.

This time, Fang Haotian's sword wielding speed was much higher than that just now, more than half higher, as fast as a ghost.

The people in Qingyi waved their fists one after another, and the shadow of the fist flew and stirred, forming a powerful fist wall in front of them. There are thousands of fists in the fist wall to block Fang Haotian's sword.

"Bang Bang... Fang Haotian shook his arms and waved his sword faster and faster, and his fists were constantly smashed in the shadow of his sword.

"It's too fast to stop."

"Why is his body so strong. If we were the ones who could wield the sword so quickly, our body would not be able to bear it. "

"Well, well, the master finally has hope."

The people in Tsing Yi were shocked after blocking for a while, but they felt very excited.

"In the last move, if he doesn't lose, we'll admit defeat."

A man in green suddenly roared.

"OK."

The other two nodded without thinking.

Boom!

The three people in Tsing Yi suddenly changed their shapes and turned into residual shadows. Finally, their figures merged into a giant five meters tall, and then stretched out their hands to Fang Haotian.

His hands are unpredictable and changeable. Sometimes he punches, sometimes he claps, sometimes he elbows... His playing method is also extremely fast, violent, strange and powerful.

Suddenly, Fang Haotian's sword shadow was suppressed and began to be cut.

The original three meter sword shadow light curtain was less than one meter in the twinkling of an eye.

"Powerful, if I don't have spiritual cultivation, I may not be able to fight... But I have to fight if I can't fight. It's hard to find such an opponent!"

Fang Haotian was so excited that he couldn't help screaming at last.

"Heaven and earth!"

Fang Haotian suddenly roared in his throat.

Tianwu heaven and earth sword intention was finally completely triggered.

The suppressed sword shadow suddenly vibrated.

"Boom!"

Fang Haotian's Xuanwu cultivation erupted into the highest combat power, and his sword technique surged out like a flood without a dike.

Half an hour, one hour, two hours!

Bang bang!

The giant's body suddenly exploded. Three people in Tsing Yi shot backwards at the same time. They spat blood from their mouths and fell to the ground. They were decadent on the ground and were seriously injured.

"You won." When the man in Tsing Yi spoke, his voice was a little weak, "you are the most terrible young man we have ever seen. Now you just need to accept the inheritance of our master, and you will be our master in the future. "

Fang Haotian sighed.

Without using soul martial arts, defeating these three people by Xuanwu alone really cost him a lot. He felt that if the last blow could not explode the giant's body, he might be defeated and forced to use soul martial arts.

But this war made him very happy because he had a great harvest.

In such a incisive World War I, he felt that what he had learned was further integrated, and the meaning of tianwu heaven and earth sword was significantly improved.

His Xuanwu realm has reached the extreme and cannot be promoted. Another breakthrough should be that he breaks through the meaning of tianwu Qiankun sword, achieves the meaning of tianwu Qiankun Dao, and achieves heaven and man.

Fang Haotian took a little rest. After feeling much better, he asked, "what do you call the three?"

"Qingjia!"

"Qing Yi!"

"Qing Bing!"

The three men in Tsing Yi spoke almost at the same time.

Then Qingjia, the man in green who had been talking to Fang Haotian, said, "we were four. There was a green Ding, but he died."

"Yes, I've been dead for many years." Qing Yi sighed gently, then urged: "accept the inheritance of the master quickly. The master said, "as long as we have a new master, we can leave here."

Fang Haotian heard the speech and asked, "how can I get the inheritance of the blood king?"

"Blood king?"

The three people in Tsing Yi seem to have noticed Fang Haotian's address now. They are all stunned.

Then Qingjia asked, "are you a disciple of Youxue sect?"

"Yes." Fang Haotian smiled and nodded his head, then asked, "don't you know that there are three hundred disciples in our Youxue sect this time?"

The three men in Tsing Yi shook their heads and said, "we've been here all the time and don't know what's going on outside."

"Oh."

Fang Haotian can understand.

"It would be better if you were a disciple of Youxue sect. Accept the master's inheritance! You do what I say... "

Qingjia also urges Fang Haotian to accept the inheritance quickly and tell him how to do it.

I can see that they can't wait to leave here.

Fang Haotian looked at the blood king and walked forward with a smile.

The other party is an old master. What if he kneels?

Fang Haotian walked forward according to Qingjia's words and came to the blood king.

"Younger generation Fang Haotian, please help the blood King's grandfather."

Fang Haotian knelt in front of the blood king and gently pressed his hands forward.

The blood coat on the blood king suddenly appeared, blocking Fang Haotian's hands.

Fang Haotian was not surprised, because Qingjia had told him that he only needed to send a ray of Xuanli energy in the way Qingjia said.

Fang Hao Tianzhao made it.

"How many years... Finally!"

The silent blood king suddenly made a voice full of vicissitudes, and then suddenly changed.