The Art of the Great Sword

Fang Qingyang looked at the man in black and said, "You seem unhappy about my return?"

He didn't know the man in black, but since he came out of the Dark Forest, the Lord of the Undead might know him.

"You shouldn't enter the Taixing world, let alone the Dark Forest, because your arrival has caused some disagreements in the Dark Forest."

The man in black looked at Fang Qingyang and continued, "I thought you would leave, but you didn't go far. It seems that God wants me to destroy you."

After he said this, he actually directly aroused the spiritual energy around Fang Qingyang, forming a kind of oppression, and crushed Fang Qingyang straight over.

The power of the spiritual pressure was unbearable. When Fang Qingyang felt all the situations he was facing now, his whole expression became particularly ugly.

He suddenly found that under the influence of this force, the surrounding space was squeezing him.

The force was very strong, as if to press him into a piece of paper.

There was a severe pain. Fang Qingyang glanced at Mu Chunhua who was still absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. He said, "Didn't you see that I was attacked?"

Mu Chunhua was too excited because he entered the material world.

He seemed to have forgotten his current identity.

Until he heard Fang Qingyang's words, he realized that he was actually Fang Qingyang's servant.

The master was in trouble, and he, the servant, was still practicing on his own. This was simply a way to die!

Immediately, Mu Chunhua didn't care about absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to restore himself.

He suddenly raised his hand and slapped the man in black.

He was very domineering and arrogant.

This action was like slapping a fly, and he wanted to slap the man in black to death.

The man in black felt humiliated when he saw Mu Chunhua's action.

Such a casual attack came towards him, just like slapping a fly. Did he underestimate himself so much?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he felt an indescribable sense of crisis suddenly enveloped him.

In an instant, before he could react, a powerful force immediately acted on him, making him feel as if he was trapped in place and unable to move at all.

Then, a destructive force suddenly appeared on him.

The black clothes on his body suddenly burst into a burst of black smoke and turned into a ghost face shield.

The shield exuded an evil aura, as if the most evil thing in the world had been born.

This was the effect brought by his clothes. His clothes were extraordinary. They were called Nether Ghost Clothes. They were a quasi-emperor-level defensive spiritual weapon. When he was attacked, the Nether Ghost Clothes would release the Nether Qi to resist the attack from the enemy.

But what happened now made him change color.

There were cracks on the Nether Ghost Clothes. Mu Chunhua's attack was coming towards him. The passive defense of the Nether Ghost Clothes had reached a critical point.

But this still couldn't stop the power of that palm, so the subsequent offensive directly caused damage to the Nether Ghost Clothes.

This Nether Ghost Clothes is very hard to find. At that time, he spent almost two thousand years in the cemetery of the Dark Forest to obtain this Nether Ghost Clothes.

Most of his later power came from this Nether Ghost Clothes.

He left no trace when dealing with the enemy, which was also because he used the power of this Nether Ghost Clothes to the extreme.

Now that the Nether Ghost Clothes is broken, he even heard the spirit of the Nether Ghost Clothes wailing.

"I can't stop him, he is too strong, and he is infinitely close to the Great Emperor."

A voice came into the ears of the man in black from the Nether Ghost Clothes.

Hearing this, the man in black changed color.

Although he had just felt a trace of imperial power from Mu Chunhua, he thought that the imperial power should only be caused by some treasure.

Now it seems that Mu Chunhua is very likely a strong man close to the Great Emperor.

He is only a third-level quasi-emperor, and there is still a long way to go before he can reach the peak of the quasi-emperor. Now he is facing a strong man who is infinitely close to the great emperor realm. This is almost like deliberately seeking death!

"Don't worry, this place is very close to the Dark Forest, he can't make any waves!"

The man in black immediately communicated with the weapon spirit, and said, "Don't run first, mobilize all your strength, intercept his attack first, and I will immediately ask for help from the Dark Forest!"

The weapon spirit of the Nether Ghost Clothes is more like an independent life form, and its life form is very similar to that of the Lord of the Undead.

Hearing the words of the man in black, the weapon spirit of the Nether Ghost Clothes said, "Don't you understand what I said?"

"His power has just begun, and I am about to be crushed. Even if I mobilize more power, I will never have any power to resist him!"

The weapon spirit of the Nether Ghost Clothes cried in his heart.

After he said this, he turned into a stream of light with the Nether Ghost Clothes and fled to the distance!

Just as the Nether Ghost Clothes was escaping, Mu Chunhua's follow-up attack had already landed on the man in black.

Bang...

A light sound was heard, and the man in black's body suddenly cracked, and in an instant, it was torn into pieces!

"Damn it!"

The man in black was not dead. He was upset that the weapon spirit left him and ran away. He also hated Mu Chunhua who was threatening him.

He even hated Fang Qingyang.

When Fang Qingyang was walking in the Dark Forest before, he did not take this cultivator of the Samsara Realm seriously. He thought that if he did not come together with the Lord of the Undead, he would be seeking death if he entered the Dark Forest.

For the sake of the Lord of the Undead, they did not kill Fang Qingyang.

As a result, when he encountered Fang Qingyang now, he actually felt the threat of death.

As for what happened now, the power displayed by Mu Chunhua was not what they could imagine.

Mu Chunhua's strength was too strong, and every move could crush him.

Just like he dealt with those quasi-emperor realm beings who hid in the crowd before, Mu Chunhua did not need much power to deal with him now.

Feeling the situation he was facing, the man in black was desperate.

"I am from the Dark Forest. If you dare to attack me here, you are provoking the Dark Forest!"

The soul of the young man in black emerged from his body.

He stared at Mu Chunhua in front of him, hoping that the name of the Dark Forest could scare him.