The Art of the Great Sword

Chapter 1458

"It's useless to worry, I'll just wait here for news from them."

Fang Qingyang comforted himself, and then began to practice the Great Wilderness Sword Art.

The Great Wild God Sword Art was the foundation for him to embark on the path of cultivation. Although the middle-aged man in the Dragon Emperor Sword created the Great Wild God Sword Art, it seemed that the Dragon Emperor did not like it.

However, since this Great Desolation God Sword Technique was created by him specifically for the Dragon Emperor, it proves that this Great Desolation God Sword Technique is extraordinary.

He still doesn't know how powerful that middle-aged man is, but even the strong men in the Great Emperor realm are no match for him, which shows.

"The Great Wilderness Sword Technique is the foundation. Currently, my realm of swordsmanship has entered the realm of the Sword King. Next, I should think about the next step."

Fang Qingyang forced himself to calm down and not think about the Dark Forest.

He held the Dragon Emperor Sword and began to swing the sword continuously.

At this moment, he completely regarded himself as a beginner of swordsmanship, pursuing the perfection of basic sword moves while constantly swinging his sword.

Gradually, every sword struck by Fang Qingyang looked ordinary, but a monk who was proficient in swordsmanship would be able to tell that every sword he struck contained terrifying power.

At this time, the place where Fang Qingyang is located seems to be empty, but once he gets close to him, he will be directly torn apart by the sword intention engraved in the surrounding space. Even the existence of the quasi-emperor realm may not be able to survive.

Fang Qingyang now integrates everything he has learned into his sword moves. This is a sword move more powerful than a sword that opens the sky.

As he continued to swing his sword, his understanding of the way of the sword became stronger and stronger.

"The way of the sword does not require gorgeous killing moves. As an extension of power, the fundamental purpose of the sword is to remove obstacles on the road ahead!"

Suddenly, Fang Qingyang seemed to have a clear understanding. He opened his eyes and thrust out the long sword in his hand.

There was no sword energy or sword light, just a mediocre piercing movement.

However, the space in front of him suddenly twisted and collapsed inward. With one strike of his sword, the space seemed to be broken!

The world barrier of this Taixing world is extremely strong. Even ordinary quasi-emperor monks can't break through the space of this Taixing world.

But Fang Qingyang's piercing action just now also broke the space, which is enough to prove how powerful his move is!

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Just when Fang Qingyang was immersed in his own practice, a voice suddenly reached his ears.

He was so immersed in his own practice that he didn't notice anyone coming to him.

However, the other party didn't really come close to him, he just transmitted the sound into his ears.

At this moment, with Fang Qingyang's body as the center, cracks as small as hair appeared in the space around him, and sword intent crisscrossed the space around him, forming a desert.

But these sword intentions did not have any impact on him, and the same was true for those sharp space cracks.

This was the sword intention that was left in the surrounding space when he just practiced his sword. Now the delicate balance was broken by the external sound, causing the sword intention to explode completely.

Fang Qingyang's kendo thoughts that he had just felt were interrupted by this voice, which made him particularly angry.

At this moment, he immediately waved the long sword in his hand, and without saying a word, he killed the existence that disturbed his practice.

A very ordinary stabbing movement, but with the sword coming out, the monk who disturbed Fang Qingyang suddenly felt as if he was being targeted by death.

Click...

Before he could react, there was a sudden soft sound on his body, but it was his hairpin that broke into pieces.

When his hairpin shattered, he also reacted.

He immediately retreated and distanced himself from Fang Qingyang.

Then, he said: "Young man, you are very cruel!"

"You kill me at the slightest disagreement. You are so murderous. Are you afraid that you are not a demonic monk?"

It was a middle-aged man. He stared at Fang Qingyang with a stern face, obviously irritated by Fang Qingyang's actions just now.

When Fang Qingyang heard what he said, he said: "If you stop me from practicing, you and I will be our mortal enemies!"

At this moment, Fang Qingyang was too lazy to say anything to the middle-aged man.

The other party was not the kind of person who couldn't understand what he was practicing, but he still interrupted his practice with words. This was obviously harboring evil intentions!

For such a person, he is not even interested in asking about his identity.

Those who block the road must be avenged!

In an instant, Fang Qingyang waved the Dragon Emperor Sword in his hand again.

The cold sword intent bloomed from the Dragon Emperor Sword, and under the control of Fang Qingyang, it immediately killed the middle-aged man.

His sword did not contain any killing intent, but the middle-aged man felt that there were many crises approaching him.

"roll!"

The middle-aged man immediately struck back. With disheveled hair, he took out a spear from his little world.

The spear was completely black, and above the tip of the spear, there seemed to be a red vertical eye. The eyes of an unknown creature had a soul-catching effect.

He waved the spear in his hand, the spear was unparalleled in power and had the effect of crushing everything.

He couldn't understand Fang Qingyang's attack trajectory, but he believed that since Fang Qingyang attacked him, the killing move against him should be himself.

Rather than saying that he was swinging the spear in his hand to fight Fang Qingyang, it would be better to say that he was passively defending!

Swish, swish, swish...

A light sound came into the ears of the middle-aged man at this moment, and cracks suddenly appeared in the space around him. Those were space cracks, and they wrapped him up!

The tiny space cracks were sharp, and Fang Qingyang's sword intent was also there. Even if he saw the spear in his hand swinging to the extreme, it was difficult to defend against Fang Qingyang's sword intent.

Puff puff puff...

After a while, wounds appeared on his body, which were caused by Fang Qingyang's sword intent.

The middle-aged man felt the pain coming from his body. He stared at Fang Qingyang with disbelief and said, "You are just a cultivator at the peak of the reincarnation realm. How can you hurt me?"

The middle-aged man was a strong man in the quasi-emperor realm. Although he was only a first-level quasi-emperor, compared with the cultivators in the reincarnation realm, he already had the power to crush.

He had indeed heard that there were some amazing geniuses in this world who could ignore their realm and go against the grain.

But for someone like him who could raise his cultivation to the Quasi-Emperor Realm, who wouldn't have the qualifications to challenge him when he was young?

But now, he has reached the Quasi-Emperor Realm, but facing Fang Qingyang, he is not his opponent!