Qingyuan Immortal Palace

In the new round, Fang Yang's opponent turned out to be his senior brother Zhang Zicheng, who had reached the Great Perfection state of Qi training.

Although Zhang Zicheng did not come from a cultivating family, he was accepted as a disciple by a foundation-building master of the Wanxiang Sect at a very young age because of his excellent qualifications.

What he uses is a broad sword called the Astrolabe Sword, a top-quality magical weapon.

You must know that although this object is a sword, a set of star formations is arranged on it.

What Wanxiang Sect is best at is formations, but formations generally don't play a big role in the arena.

But his Astrolabe Sword is an exception. In addition to the main sword, there are also seven or eight dagger-sized attachment swords. Therefore, it cannot be said to be a top-quality magic weapon, but a set of top-quality magic weapons.

Together, their strength has surpassed that of ordinary weaker spiritual weapons.

"Junior Brother Fang, please!" He said as he shook the astrolabe sword in his hand, and the attached sword inside quickly flew out and pierced the formations around him.

A strong defensive formation was instantly deployed.

"The formation lineage is indeed broad and profound. Although I have been studying hard in the past two years, I still only understand a little bit."

Fang Yang also saw that Zhang Zicheng was very cautious and activated a strong defense from the moment he came up. He had obviously carefully studied the previous rounds of Fang Yang's battles.

Fang Yang is already somewhat famous because he is one of the Three Wanmu Masters.

However, Fang Yang has always created an image for himself that he is strong in alchemy but has average magic power.

This is also Fang Yang's hidden method.

Fang Yang, who originally planned to hide his strength, had to use many more methods when facing an opponent like Zhang Zicheng.

Fang Yang spread his wings at the beginning and then used his Purple Thunder Sword.

Although this Purple Thunder Sword had some spiritual damage in the match the day before yesterday, Zhang Lin helped Fang Yang repair it during the break.

Zhang Zicheng shook the astrolabe sword in his hand, and the surrounding formations also shone with light.

In an instant, Fang Yang found that the place he was in was no longer the arena, but back in the mountain behind Fang's house, the small valley where he once practiced.

"It's actually a phantom formation! It's really amazing!"

Fang Yang suddenly found himself in the illusory formation, and for a moment he felt a little unhinged.

Fortunately, Fang Yang had practiced the Invisible Art, and at the same time, his spiritual mind had almost reached the strength of a foundation-building monk.

So he recovered immediately, and in his mind's eye, he discovered that Zhang Zicheng was holding the astrolabe sword and was slashing towards him.

If Fang Yang hadn't still seen through the illusory formation, he would have been knocked out of the ring with a single sword strike.

Fang Yang immediately activated his true energy and struck out with all his strength from the Purple Thunder Sword in his hand.

"Dang Dang~~~" several times resounded throughout the audience.

Fang Yang was attacked by a sneak attack in the phantom formation. Although he reacted, he lost the opportunity. The opponent's Astrolabe Sword was also slightly superior in level, which caused Fang Yang to be pushed back dozens of steps before he could stand still.

"It's so powerful. As expected of a monk who has perfected his Qi practice, I'm afraid he's not far from a foundation-building monk." Although Fang Yang didn't fall short with this move, he still suffered a small loss.

However, what was more surprised than him was Zhang Zicheng who made a sneak attack.

"What kind of freak is this guy? Even the foundation-building monks will be affected and hesitate for a moment when my illusory formation comes out. Could it be that he has a magic weapon to break the formation, or does he have some weird skills?"

Zhang Zicheng never expected that Fang Yang's divine will would be comparable to that of a monk in the early stages of foundation building, so he reacted like this.

But with this blow, Fang Yang already knew in his heart that his Purple Thunder Sword would never be able to win.

He immediately turned over his hand and took out the Thunder Fire Golden Light Sword. His spiritual power was urgently activated, and he instantly made a sound of "Zi~~~Zi~~" with thunder, light and electric fire.

"Ding Ding~~Zi Zi~~~" Zhang Zicheng and Fang Yang fought for dozens of rounds.

Although Fang Yang was still in the illusion formation, Fang Yang closed his eyes and used his spiritual thoughts to see that he was not losing at all.

However, Fang Yang's Thunder Fire Golden Light Sword is a middle-grade spiritual weapon.

Although Fang Yang didn't want to be too ostentatious and didn't release the weapon spirit, so even a foundation-building master who was proficient in the art of weapon refining couldn't tell the clues for a while.

It can only be seen that what Fang Yang is holding is a good quality spiritual weapon, but the grade cannot be determined.

Seeing that Zhang Zicheng could not attack for a long time, he shouted loudly and moved the astrolabe sword in his hand.

The formation's light shone brightly, and the magic formation suddenly changed. Suddenly, the sword energy became solemn, and the sword light slashed towards Fang Yang.

"He turned the phantom formation into a killing formation!" Fang Yang was secretly surprised.

Facing the sword shadows in the sky, Fang Yang was also wary.

Fang Yang had already noticed the power of the astrolabe sword when the phantom formation transformed directly into the killing formation, and he actually perfectly integrated the sword technique with the formation technique.

Even if a monk in the foundation-building stage is trapped within the formation, it will probably not be easy at all.

Fang Yang immediately flipped his hand, and the Qingfeng Cauldron suddenly shot out, turning into a giant cauldron one foot in size.

The powerful cyan light enveloped Fang Yang.

Then there was the sound of sword shadows all over the sky bombarding the Qingfeng Cauldron, "ding ding ding~~~"

It was as shocking as a violent storm.

"One offense and one defense, this guy can actually operate two spiritual weapons at the same time!"

A foundation-building monk who was watching the battle said in surprise.

"Ordinary late-stage Qi training monks are already very reluctant to operate even a top-quality magic weapon, let alone a spiritual weapon. This guy can actually use two spiritual weapons at the same time. Could he be a foundation-building monk pretending to be one!"

The expressions of several foundation-building monks who served as judges also changed.

You must know that it is not impossible for ordinary monks in the Qi training period to use two spiritual weapons at the same time, but they will definitely not be as relaxed as Fang Yang, so everyone can't help but have doubts.

"I didn't expect this kid to have such a great spiritual power despite his poor aptitude." At this time, a ruddy-faced old man with a long beard and red robe who was patrolling the field was also attracted.

When he arrived, many foundation-building cultivators came to greet him.

Judging from the red robe worn by this old man with a long beard, he was actually a Jindan cultivator.

"It seems that he has the talent for spiritual power without the talent for cultivation, which can be regarded as a kind of compensation." The Jindan cultivator's words helped Fang Yang to clarify.

Fang Yang was protected by the Qingfeng Ding, so he was not afraid of Zhang Zicheng's sword shadows all over the sky.

At the same time, the thunder and fire attack of the Thunder and Fire Golden Light Sword in Fang Yang's hand was also blocked by Zhang Zicheng's defensive formation.

For a while, the two sides were deadlocked, with no winner.

"This Fang Yang is really amazing. He can use two spiritual weapons at the same time to resist my killing formation!"

Zhang Zicheng frowned.

"But if he continues like this, his spiritual energy will be depleted extremely seriously. Although he is undefeated for a while, I am afraid he can't hold on for long. Since he wants to persist, I will drag him to death!" Zhang Zicheng also had his own wishful thinking in his mind.

Sure enough, after a cup of tea, the Qingfeng Ding on Fang Yang's head seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

And the Qingfeng Ding was above Fang Yang's head, and it seemed to be swaying at this time.

And the number of attacks of the Thunder Fire Golden Light Sword in Fang Yang's hand also decreased significantly, and he looked physically exhausted.

"It's time!" Zhang Zicheng was overjoyed when he saw that Fang Yang's magic power seemed to be exhausted.

He shouted loudly and threw out a top-grade gold defense shield to block in front of him.

Then he turned the Star Plate Sword in his hand, and the formation suddenly disappeared, but turned into a brilliant sword shadow, which was four or five feet long, and suddenly attacked Fang Yang.

Obviously, Zhang Zicheng saw that Fang Yang was already at the end of his strength, and he guessed that he didn't have any powerful attacks, so he wanted to kill him in one battle.

He removed the formation and used all his strength to strike with a sword. Although this was a bit risky, he was prepared.

Zhang Zicheng threw out a golden spirit shield of a top-grade magic weapon. He thought that this should be foolproof.

Just when Zhang Zicheng thought he was on the verge of victory, Fang Yang suddenly threw a handful of pills into his mouth.

At the same time, the Qingfeng Ding on Fang Yang's head shone brightly and instantly grew more than twice as large.

A green mandarin duck flew out, spewing green flames from its mouth.

This flame is usually used for alchemy, but it is also powerful for attack.

"There are so many high-quality pills!" A foundation-building cultivator who was watching the battle couldn't help but be surprised.

"Although this boy's cultivation is not too high, he has a talent for alchemy."

"He successfully won the first place in alchemy a few days ago. It seems that he just pretended to be exhausted to deceive his opponent."

"This boy is very scheming. He will definitely be a powerful figure in my Wanxiang Sect in the future!"

Several late-stage foundation-building cultivators nodded and said.

On the field, Fang Yang's Thunderfire Golden Sword suddenly moved, rushing to attack Zhang Zicheng's Star Plate Sword.

"Dang~~~~Boom~~~~" Then a strong spiritual energy wave broke out in the sky.

The huge shock wave made the formation guarding the arena seem a little shaky, and a foundation-building cultivator immediately took action to stabilize the formation.

The other foundation-building cultivators paid close attention to the situation on the field.

They knew that the cultivators on both sides had strong cultivation, and if they were not careful, they would not be able to control the situation and cause casualties.

With a sudden blow, Fang Yang and Zhang Zicheng were blown back by the powerful wave.

However, the high-grade spiritual shield that Zhang Zicheng held in front of him had been destroyed.

If he had not used the defensive spiritual shield in advance, he would probably have been pierced through the heart by Fang Yang's sword.

"What a strong attack power!" Zhang Zicheng was shocked.

The previous attack almost consumed nearly half of his spiritual power.

But he didn't expect that not only did he fail to achieve success, but he also didn't get any advantage. Not only did he lose the top-grade spiritual shield, but his formation had already been withdrawn.

Zhang Zicheng wanted to rearrange the formation, but Fang Yang would never give him this opportunity.

Fang Yang controlled the Qingyuan Firebird to attack from the air. The Thunder and Fire Golden Light Sword in his hand not only stabbed directly at Zhang Zicheng, but also emitted thunder and fire all over the sky.

The sound of "boom~~~" was endless.

Although Zhang Zicheng kept dodging, he still collided with Fang Yang's Thunder and Fire Golden Light Sword several times.

However, although Zhang Zicheng's Star Plate Sword was of good quality, it needed to be arranged in order to exert its power.

This kind of head-on collision, which had no technical content, was far inferior to Fang Yang's Thunder and Fire Golden Light Sword made of top-grade materials.

It was okay once or twice, but after many times, the Star Plate Sword made a series of wailing.

As the Star Plate Sword in his hand was damaged, Zhang Zicheng also suffered internal injuries.

Zhang Zicheng was really depressed.

If he hadn't been eager to win, he would have removed the formation set by the Star Plate Sword and wanted to attack with all his strength, which would not have allowed Fang Yang to seize the initiative, and even suppressed him without any ability to fight back.

But at this time, he was already in a dangerous situation, and he couldn't think too much, so he could only hold on.

Fang Yang's Thunder Fire Golden Light Sword was sharp, and the thunder and fire filled the sky, making it hard to defend against.

The Green Mandarin Duck Fire Bird attacked from the air, and it seemed to be in perfect coordination.

Time passed bit by bit, and Zhang Zicheng had been hoping that Fang Yang's spiritual power would be depleted, or that his soul could not support it and he would be defeated.

But the opposite happened, Fang Yang was not dragged down, and under the suppression of Fang Yang's two spiritual weapons, his defensive aura was quickly worn out.

Zhang Zicheng's face became paler and paler, and finally it was like a blank sheet of paper. He never expected it.

He had prepared for this competition for many years, but he was suppressed by the opponent.