The Art of the Great Sword

When the token in Fang Qingyang's hand gave off a majestic and domineering aura, the owner of the soul-suppressing monument on the side also lowered his head in respect.

Fang Qingyang didn't know what impact the sudden strangeness of the token would have.

He took this token and tentatively said to Mangshan Sword Master: "Now tell me about your origins!"

When the Mangshan Sword Master heard this, he gritted his teeth, glared at Fang Qingyang, and said, "I really do it for your own good. It's not appropriate for you to understand our past history now!"

When Fang Qingyang heard this, he sighed softly and said, "That's it."

"If you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

"Where you come from, who your enemies are, and what you will do after you wake up, actually have nothing to do with me!"

After saying this, Fang Qingyang had a thought in his mind and released Zhen'er from his own little world.

Zhen'er looked confused, not knowing where she was now.

Fang Qingyang threw the token in his hand to her and said, "Look, what's going on with this token?"

He didn't know what the token did, but since it was a gift from her father, she should know some inside information, right?

Zhen'er held the token. She was silent for a moment and said, "In the small world my father left behind, if you encounter a death threat, the token will automatically protect you."

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyang immediately moved his gaze to the Mangshan Sword Master.

Does this guy's so-called lesson mean that he will lead himself directly to death?

Thinking of the conversation between them and the Array Demon, Fang Qingyang wondered whether the Mangshan Sword Master had also betrayed Zhen'er's father.

"What a Mangshan Sword Master. You keep saying you respect your lord, but in fact you are harboring evil intentions!"

Fang Qingyang's voice fell, but he directly raised the Dragon Emperor Sword and struck it towards the Mangshan Sword Master!

Mangshan Sword Master is completely confused now.

He didn't know Zhen'er, but he smelled a familiar scent from her body!

This aura is not much different from the aura on their Lord's body.

So much so that when Fang Qingyang's Dragon Emperor Sword slashed at him, he forgot to resist!

chant……

The Dragon Emperor's sword was extremely sharp and fell straight on the Mangshan Sword Master, splitting his body in half!

However, the Mangshan Sword Master's body was split into two halves, but he did not encounter any abnormalities.

His body was like a fake body. Even though it had been split in half, there was no blood flowing!

Seeing this scene, Fang Qingyang became more and more certain that the Mangshan Sword Master was the sword spirit of the long sword in his hand.

"Are you a weapon spirit?"

Fang Qingyang asked Mangshan Sword Master directly.

After asking this question, he took up his Dragon Emperor Sword and slashed at the long sword held by the Mangshan Sword Master!

Ding dong…

When the Dragon Emperor Sword collided with the long sword in Mangshan Sword Master's hand, a gap was cut out of the long sword in Mangshan Sword Master's hand!

On the other hand, the Dragon Emperor Sword was intact!

Just when there was a gap in the long sword in Mangshan Sword Master's right hand, Mangshan Sword Master's split body suddenly began to fade, as if it were a projection!

Seeing this scene, Fang Qingyang picked up the Dragon Emperor Sword again and struck at the owner of the Soul-Suppressing Monument.

The owner of the Soul-Suppressing Monument did not expect that Fang Qingyang would take action against him.

By the time Fang Qingyang's Dragon Emperor Sword landed on his Soul-Calming Monument, a corner of his Soul-Calming Monument had already been chopped off!

Just after a corner of the soul-suppressing monument was cut off, the figure of the owner of the soul-suppressing monument also began to fade.

Fang Qingyang understood that whether it was the Sword Master of Mangshan or the owner of the soul-suppressing monument, their true identities were just weapon spirits!

Even the Lord of the Undead is the same, they are just weapon spirits!

"I should have the power to directly destroy you now. If you are unwilling to tell me your origins, then you can go die!"

Fang Qingyang could actually ask Zhen'er directly. He had also asked about Zhen'er's origin before, but she was so well protected by the terror that she had no idea where her father came from or who her enemies were.

However, he could use Zhen'er's identity as a guide to bluff Mangshan Sword Master and the others!

At this time, Fang Qingyang continued: "You may not know the person next to me, but the aura on her body should be familiar to you, right?"

After hearing Fang Qingyang's words, both the Mangshan Sword Master and the Master of the Soul-Suppressing Tablet, their expressions became solemn.

The owner of the soul-suppressing stele immediately sent a message to Mangshan Sword Master, "She seems to have the blood of your Majesty flowing through her body."

Mangshan Sword Master responded: "Is she a descendant of your Majesty?"

The owner of the soul-suppressing stele said through a message: "It should be so."

If Zhen'er is the descendant of their respected lord, then it will not be of much use for them to continue to conceal their origins.

At least Fang Qingyang can definitely find clues from Zhen'er!

"Hey, since you insist on having your own way, it's okay for me to tell you our origins!"

Mangshan Sword Master compromised.

He said: "Before I tell you our identities, you should be prepared to be hunted down!"

When Fang Qingyang heard this, he said: "Stop talking nonsense and tell us your identities quickly!"

Mangshan Sword Master said: "We come from..."

Speaking of this, Mangshan Sword Master suddenly changed his color and said: "What's going on? Why can't I mention..."

He was about to tell Fang Qingyang about their origins.

But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't mention the name of their power!

But in Fang Qingyang's eyes, this scene looked more like playing tricks!

"Are you kidding me?"

Fang Qingyang's face sank, he raised the Dragon Emperor Sword, ready to cut off the long sword that the Sword Saint of Mangshan was inhabiting.

After hearing this, the Sword Saint of Mangshan said: "I can't mention the name of our power!"

After saying that, he said in shock: "Damn, is it a restriction at the level of law?"

Fang Qingyang didn't believe this, he was ready to directly destroy the long sword that the Sword Saint of Mangshan was inhabiting with the Dragon Emperor Sword in his hand.

Just as he was about to take action, the voice of the middle-aged man came from the Dragon Emperor Sword, "There are some restrictions in this world that can directly imprison their names."

"He is not lying to you, but he really can't tell their origins."

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Fang Qingyang asked: "Master, you are knowledgeable, do you know where they come from?"

"I just wanted to return to the Xuanhuang World, but I was forced to be involved in an unknown incident."

"I don't want to be a puppet. Since I was forced to be involved in an unknown incident, I should at least have the right to know, right?"