The Art of the Great Sword

His name is Sikong Yi, and he is the head of the Xuezhou Changsheng Palace.

It is said that the Changsheng Palace is the second most powerful force in Xuezhou after the Lord of Xuezhou. In fact, the power it truly controls is almost the same as that of the Lord of Xuezhou.

The Earth Soul Flower is the key to his cultivation. Otherwise, he would not have come to Yanyun Valley.

Unexpectedly, when he returned to Yanyun Valley, he found that the Earth Soul Flower he was looking for had disappeared.

The Earth Soul Flower disappeared, but Fang Qingyang and his group appeared here, which made him think that the Earth Soul Flower was on Fang Qingyang.

He did not think that Fang Qingyang, a first-level quasi-emperor cultivator, could withstand his attack. He was ready to teach Fang Qingyang a lesson and then ask for clues about the Earth Soul Flower.

However, when the power he showed on his body slapped Fang Qingyang, he encountered great trouble.

Fang Qingyang raised the broken long sword in his hand and slashed at Sikong Yi with one sword.

The sharp sword light burst out from the broken sword, carrying a breathtaking force, instantly crushing Sikong Yi's power.

Seeing his attack being easily crushed by Fang Qingyang, Sikong Yi frowned slightly.

"No wonder you dare to ignore me, you are really good."

Sikong Yi was accumulating strength, preparing to mobilize stronger power to deal with Fang Qingyang.

However, before he could mobilize the power in his body, he encountered an even more powerful force attack.

It was a sharp sword energy, which was the sword energy left after Fang Qingyang crushed his attack.

The sword energy was unstoppable, carrying a sharp breath. When Sikong Yi wanted to resist this sword energy, he found that it was too late.

Puff...

Sikong Yi only felt a pain in his neck, and then his head soared into the sky.

The blood gushed from his neck, and his head stared at Fang Qingyang in disbelief. He had never expected that this first-level quasi-emperor would be so powerful!

The cultivators who came here with Sikong Yi saw this scene and their faces changed.

Sikong Yi was the headmaster of the Changsheng Palace. He had a high fighting power and was hard to find an opponent in the same realm.

Now he was facing Fang Qingyang, a first-level quasi-emperor. He thought he could directly crush him, but he didn't expect that the power displayed by Fang Qingyang would be so powerful.

When he felt the problems he was facing now, Sikong Yi roared: "Who are you?"

There was no one in Xuezhou who could challenge him.

But Fang Qingyang could easily defeat him, which made him begin to doubt Fang Qingyang's identity.

Fang Qingyang heard this and said, "Don't you know what happened in the Dusk Forest?"

Sikong Yi didn't know why Fang Qingyang mentioned the Dusk Forest.

Just as he was about to ask, one of the three quasi-emperor cultivators under his command suddenly changed color, "Dusk Forest?"

"Are you the one from the Dusk Forest?"

Sikong Yi saw the cultivator he was asking change color, and he immediately asked, "What happened to the Dusk Forest?"

"During the time I was in seclusion, could it be that something happened to the Dusk Forest?"

The cultivator immediately explained, "Master, during the time you were in seclusion, something big did happen in the Dusk Forest."

"It is rumored that cultivators from the Xuanhuang World invaded, and used the Dusk Forest as a base to slaughter the demons from the Chiluan World."

When Sikong Yi heard this, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Fang Qingyang mentioned the Dusk Forest now, could it be that he was the cultivator who invaded from the Xuanhuang World?

"The strength limit of Xuanhuang World is only the One Tribulation Reincarnation Realm. I can destroy that weak world with one hand. You actually said that there are creatures from Xuanhuang World stirring up the storm in my Chiluan World?"

Sikong Yi still couldn't accept what he heard, and he was ready to continue attacking Fang Qingyang.

He stared at Fang Qingyang. Even if his head was cut off, such an injury was nothing for a being like him.

Fang Qingyang saw Sikong Yi's eyes on him, and he said, "You talk too much nonsense."

"The bloody day of Chiluan World has been solved by me, but you are still maintaining your magic cultivation. People like you who are so stubborn and unyielding are not worthy of living in this world."

Hearing Fang Qingyang's words, Sikong Yi said angrily: "I am the head of Changsheng Hall, and my cultivation is at the second-level quasi-emperor. How dare you, a mere first-level quasi-emperor ant, make such a bold statement to me?"

Fang Qingyang laughed dumbly when he heard this.

"So what are you proud of, you defeated general?"

"A second-level quasi-emperor was defeated by a quasi-emperor of my level. You probably haven't recognized the reality yet, right?"

After saying this, Fang Qingyang swung his sword again and killed Sikong Yi.

Instantly, the shadow of death lingered over Sikong Yi. When he felt what he was experiencing, he was furious.

Fang Qingyang wanted to kill him!

The sharp sword energy brought him a death threat, which forced him to mobilize the laws of heaven and earth to fight against Fang Qingyang.

However, when he tried to mobilize the laws of heaven and earth to fight back against Fang Qingyang, he found that he could not mobilize the laws of heaven and earth at all.

Not only that, his soul felt a sharp pain, as if he was being cut into pieces.

In addition, his physical body has now lost contact with him.

Even though his body was close at hand, he could not reattach his head to his neck.

He found that a sharp sword intent was lingering around his wound, preventing him from repairing his injury.

And the severe pain felt by his soul was also due to the sword intent!

What kind of killing move was this?

The sword energy cut off his neck, and the sword intent remained in his body and continued to destroy his body. How could he erase these sword intents?

Before he could figure it out, Fang Qingyang's sword energy had already killed his head.

He could clearly feel the sharpness of the sword energy. If he was hit by the sword energy, he would definitely die!

Thinking of the outcome he was facing now, Sikong Yi roared: "Blood God, save me!"

With a roar, his body suddenly moved.

The body that had lost its sense of touch with him turned into a stream of light and killed Fang Qingyang.

In addition, the blood in his body was boiling, constantly pouring out of his body and gathering on the sky.

The blood that emerged from his body gathered into spiritual patterns.

A breathtaking breath suddenly filled the surrounding space, as if some great terror was about to come.

"Blood God?"

Fang Qingyang frowned slightly. He looked at Sikong Yi on the sky. This guy seemed to have activated some secret method and was guiding a strong man to come!

The person Sikong Yi asked for help was called the "Blood God". He didn't know who the Blood God was, but judging from what was happening now, the strength of this Blood God was probably far above his own.

When Fang Qingyang thought of the problem he was facing now, his expression became particularly solemn.

The surrounding space was already filled with a breathtaking force, as if some great terror was about to come.

He carefully observed the surrounding environment, and at the same time, the broken sword in his hand was swung again, killing Sikong Yi.

The sword energy was intercepted by Sikong Yi when it reached him.

A field of spiritual patterns had formed around him. The sword energy he displayed now could not affect Sikong Yi when it reached the field.

"Although it was just a casual attack, it was not something that a second-level quasi-emperor could resist."

"This person was able to resist my attack. It seems that the power around him is not so easy to be disintegrated."

Fang Qingyang continued to swing his sword, and sword beams bloomed from the broken sword, forming a sword formation that enveloped Sikong Yi.

However, the power he displayed now had no effect when facing Sikong Yi.

"He seems to be summoning a strong man to come!"

Beside Fang Qingyang, Zhu Yan saw the state that Sikong Yi was showing now, and her brows were furrowed.

If Sikong Yi summoned a great emperor, what would their ending be like?

Fang Qingyang heard this and said, "I know!"

This is very obvious. Sikong Yi is summoning the Blood God. He doesn't know what kind of existence this Blood God is.

But based on what is happening now, the strength of this Blood God may be at the level of the peak Quasi-Emperor.

The spiritual patterns formed by Sikong Yi's blood are all over the sky, and his body is slowly disintegrating.

"You actually sacrificed yourself?"

Fang Qingyang felt puzzled when he saw the state that Sikong Yi was showing now.

What Sikong Yi is doing now is just like sacrificing himself.

This guy's body and blood have become sacrifices to lead the Blood God back.

Sikong Yi heard this and said, "If I don't sacrifice myself, I might be destroyed by you, an ant."

"However, as long as you wait for the Blood God to come, it will be your death!"

He didn't care about sacrificing his own body.

All he learned was from the Blood God.

The Blood God wanted to descend to the Chiluan World a long time ago. At that time, he felt that letting the Blood God descend to the Chiluan World might hinder his development, so he refused.

But now, after encountering Fang Qingyang, he smelled the breath of death.

In this case, he had to sacrifice himself and his body to lead the Blood God back.

After all, the Blood God descended here, and he still had a way to survive. If he did not summon the Blood God, he would have a great chance of dying in Fang Qingyang's hands!

Fang Qingyang heard this and said, "You really don't want to be a good person, but you have to be a running dog of the demon clan!"

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