The Art of the Great Sword

He didn't know the origin of the middle-aged man, but it was undeniable that if he continued to fight with the middle-aged man, his life might end directly in the hands of the middle-aged man.

The opponent pierced the huge heart with a sword energy, and the heart was equivalent to his body. The heart was traumatized, which was equivalent to him being severely injured.

What's more, even if he used Chaos Qi to treat his heart injury immediately, it had no effect.

After the middle-aged man pierced the heart, he looked at the blond young man in front of him with a playful expression and said, "Can you speak well now?"

When the blond young man heard this, he shuddered involuntarily.

Just now, because the middle-aged man didn't capture him immediately, he underestimated him.

At that time, he was still confused, and the power emanating from his heart was only passive defense.

But now, the other party attacked him while he was awake and pierced the heart, causing him to almost die here.

After encountering such a thing, he didn't understand that he was no match for this middle-aged man!

"Sir, I'm really sorry. I'm just a cheap person. I won't realize how weak I am unless I suffer a blow."

This blond young man is very decisive, and at this moment he is extremely devaluing himself.

The middle-aged man did not listen to these words. He waved his hand gently and said, "Tell me how you came to the material world. If not, I don't mind searching for the memory in your soul!"

Hearing this, the blond young man was filled with fear.

He had no doubts about this middle-aged man's words. As long as the other party wanted to search for his soul, there would be absolutely no way he could resist.

Immediately, he immediately said: "At that time, there was an invasion of outsiders in the habitat of our Chaos Giants. If the other party wanted to take the path of Chaos, we naturally had to stop them."

"But my tribe was defeated, and I was put into the Chaos Sarcophagus by the elders of the tribe, and the Chaos Sarcophagus was exiled from Chaos."

"I don't know what happened next."

After speaking, he looked at the middle-aged man carefully, fearing that the middle-aged man would be dissatisfied with his answer and kill him directly.

"That's it?"

The middle-aged man was really dissatisfied with this answer.

At this moment, he immediately raised his hand and grabbed the blond young man.

The Jinfa youth is a soul, and has been imprisoned in a small space by a middle-aged man.

If he wants to get out of the situation he is facing now, the best way is to break the space around him.

But he didn't have this kind of power, so that when he faced the middle-aged man's big hand, he had lost all resistance.

At this moment, another change suddenly occurred in that heart.

From the heart that was pierced by the middle-aged man, a young man with a handsome face suddenly walked out.

This man looked to be about twenty years old, but after he appeared, the heart immediately shrank and turned into a point of light, integrating into the young man's heart.

The young man had black hair, but his face looked exactly like the blond young man in the spirit body!

"What do you want to know?"

After the young man appeared, he turned his attention to the middle-aged man.

As for the blond young man, he didn't even look at it.

When the blond young man saw that the heart disappeared and seemed to be integrated into the black-haired young man's body, he suddenly changed his color.

At this moment, he even forgot to resist the middle-aged man's big hand.

However, after the middle-aged man saw the young man who came out of the heart, he suddenly gave up the idea of ​​searching the blond young man's soul.

He looked at the young man who came out of the heart and said, "Is this an evil thought of yours?"

The black-haired young man heard this and said, "It's not an evil thought, it's just a stray thought that came out of my dream when I was sleeping."

When his voice fell, no movement was seen, but the body of the blond young man who was imprisoned by the middle-aged man suddenly faded, and then gradually disappeared from the middle-aged man's imprisonment.

When Fang Qingyang and his party saw what was happening in front of them, they had no idea what was going on.

The reversal is too great.

The blond young man who came out of the heart had a domineering attitude at first, but in an instant, the blond young man was swallowed up by the black-haired young man who came out of the heart.

The black-haired young man looked at the middle-aged man and said: "I have just recovered, and I still lack a weapon in my hand. Are you willing to follow me and fight with me in the vast chaos?"

He is more arrogant than the blond young man. In his current state, although he cannot be the opponent of the middle-aged man, he does not take him seriously.

"Ha ha……"

As if he had heard a joke, the middle-aged man said: "Is it because I am so far away from the era you lived in that you have forgotten my reputation?"

When the black-haired young man heard this, he said indifferently: "Your reputation?"

"Based on your immortal state, even if you are famous among the chaos, it is still a disgrace!"

After these words reached the middle-aged man's ears, the material world suddenly evolved into a world around the middle-aged man.

Rocks and soil appeared around the middle-aged man and were growing rapidly.

This black-haired young man actually used his own power to create the world.

This is a very remarkable method. Once his world is created, the cultivators trapped in his world will be at his mercy!

Just like the dream world controlled by Fang Qingyang, as long as he takes the existence of the quasi-emperor realm into his own small world, he can use the power of heaven in that small world to deal with the existence of the quasi-emperor realm.

Once the quasi-emperor realm cultivators of the hell forces in the Demon Land world entered his small world, he used the power of rules in the small world to suppress all those guys.

Now the world that the black-haired young man wants to create has the same effect.

"Heh..."

The middle-aged man paid no attention to the situation that emerged around him.

He said, "The infamous name?"

"Back then, I slaughtered the Chaos survivors for a hundred thousand miles, and forced you to hide in the outer world."

"After so many years, you must have forgotten my name."

"But it doesn't matter. Starting with you, I will make you remember the fear I once dominated!"

When he transmitted the message, the Dragon Emperor Sword in his hand immediately burst out with a burst of awe-inspiring sword intent, crushing all the substances created by the black-haired young man!