The Art of the Great Sword

Fang Qingyang looked at this person.

A flash of surprise flashed in his pupils, and he suddenly realized after a moment, "I remembered that we made a deal with Lu Ningwei back then. She told us the route of the Sky Fire Sect escorting the man with the sword, and asked us to intercept him. ....."

"It's a pity that your boy was so lucky that he didn't kill you, but actually let you run away!"

The man's eyes were ferocious, "Sure enough, there is no room for murder. If I had pursued you ruthlessly and killed you, there wouldn't have been so many bad things in the future."

Fang Qingyang looked at the other party, memories flooding into his heart.

At that time, he was still very immature and did not have enough judgment on the complex human nature. He did not think too much, nor did he doubt why the route that only he knew was ambushed in advance.

That's because he accidentally said it while chatting with Lu Ningwei before taking action. Apart from the elders who arranged it, only he and Lu Ningwei knew about this matter. It was obviously easy to guess, but he didn't think in that direction.

When he returned to the sect with a serious injury, he was mercilessly expelled. Not only that, Qi Sandao even came with a decree to force the Fang family to break off the engagement.

Those days were undoubtedly the greatest shame for Fang Qingyang.

He always remembered it in his heart and never forgot it for a moment.

Now that he saw the people who surrounded and killed him, the murderous intention surged into his heart uncontrollably. Fang Qingyang's pupils bloomed with cold light, and his sword intent burst out inch by inch.

"He is actually a great sword cultivator."

The strong man sneered, "Forget it, let's see how I destroy you today!"

"Second Master, do you want us to take action together?"

A group of disciples gathered from all sides, each of them as fierce as a tiger, and they were all obviously desperadoes who licked blood from their swords.

"Hahaha, do you still need your help to deal with such a brat?"

The strong man grinned, completely unconcerned, "Next, let's see how I kill him, at most... five moves, if five moves can't kill him, I'll fine him three bowls of wine later!"

"Hahahaha, the second boss is generous!"

"Five moves, that's almost it."

"This kid can only support five moves under the second master at most."

The other disciples cheered excitedly.

"Creak."

The strong man clenched his fist fiercely, and with the sound of bones exploding, his figure turned into a cannonball and hit Fang Qingyang in the sky.

The strong man is a seventh-level physical practitioner in the supernatural power realm. He is definitely considered a strong man in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Coupled with his arrogant character and his attitude of killing people without blinking an eye, he is like a bully.

"Play with you."

Fang Qingyang smiled lightly. He put the Dragon Emperor Sword into the scabbard behind his back, raised his hand and punched you. Since it is a physical training, I will crush you with physical training.

"boom!"

The fists of both sides collided in the air, and a heart-wrenching sound of bone cracking was heard.

The strong man's wrist was seen bent at an exaggerated angle. It was obvious that he was completely defeated by Fang Qingyang in this brute force confrontation.

"Um?"

The strong man's eyes flashed. What he didn't expect was that Fang Qingyang's body actually contained such huge strength.

It's a bit interesting, this kid is actually a physical practitioner... The strong man looks carefree on the surface, but in fact he is as careful as a hair. No fool can sit in his position.

He raised his hand and squeezed, forcibly straightening the broken bones. Before he could react, Fang Qingyang's attack had already arrived.

The disciples around him cheered loudly for him, but after a while they realized that the second master was just being beaten.

Not to mention gaining the upper hand, not even a tie.

Fang Qingyang staggered him with every punch, and the unbearable force exploded all over his body, including his chest, lower abdomen, shoulders, arms...

"Crack!"

Fang Qingyang raised his hand and punched again. The second master used his arm to catch it, only to see that the arm was broken directly, the bones pierced the skin and broke on the spot.

He had an ugly expression on his face. After fighting against Fang Qingyang for the past few times, he realized that this kid had made rapid progress. Although his current level was not as good as his own, he was crushing him too much in terms of strength.

"Brother, kill him together!"

The strong man screamed strangely and retreated violently.

He wanted to take advantage of this moment to catch his breath and recover from his injuries.

As a result, a ball of flame flew in front of his eyes, and the strong man controlled his body to the maximum to dodge. Just when he was proud of his reaction, the flame turned into Fang Qingyang's appearance.

"you......"

The strong man was shocked. Before he could react, Fang Qingyang raised his hand and pressed the back of his neck, with a fierce look in his eyes. "It was not easy to escape from you back then. Now I give everything back." for you!"

"boom!"

He pushed the strong man into the ground with one hand, drew out the Dragon Emperor Sword with the other hand, and wiped the opponent's neck cleanly.

The head rolled to the side!

"How dare you kill the second child!"

There was a roar in the distance, and a man surrounded by evil spirits rushed towards him. He was none other than Huang Wu, the leader of Huang Village.

During that siege, Huang Wu did not take action.

At this level, it's not his turn to take action.

But it was under his leadership that Huangzhai achieved its current development.

Huang Wu saw his brother die an untimely death, blood and tears gathered in his pupils, and he roared, "Fang Qingyang, I will kill you with my own hands today!"

"With your strength, you are not qualified."

Fang Qingyang glanced at Huang Wu, who was at the eighth level of the magical realm.

They are almost on the same level as Qi Sandao and Li Yunzhi whom he killed before!

Therefore, he didn't worry about anything from beginning to end.

"Then I'll show you if I'm qualified."

Huang Wu roared and rushed over.

It took only an incense stick of time.

Fang Qingyang stepped on Huang Wu and looked at him with pity, "You are here today because you committed countless murders. You deserve to die."

"You... you dare to kill me?"

Huang Wu's face was covered with blood. He stared and roared, "You know, there are several people in our Huang family practicing in the Yaochi Holy Land. If they knew that you destroyed my Huang Village, you can't escape even if you escape to the ends of the earth!"

"Yes, it's really scary."

Fang Qingyang smiled and shook his head, "From beginning to end, I didn't take them seriously. You said they would avenge you. Okay, I look forward to that day!"

After that, Fang Qingyang raised his sword and cut off Huang Wu's head.

The scene was as silent as death!

The disciples who were watching the battle were scared and screamed and fled around.

They desperately tried to break out of the spiritual pattern formation, but the barrier was already formed and they could not escape.

"Let us out!"

"We didn't do anything!"

"Please spare us!"

All kinds of begging for mercy were heard.

"Being a member of the Huang family is a sin."

Fang Qingyang's eyes turned cold, and the Ten Thousand Swords Art was activated. Ten magic swords flew out of thin air and slashed at other Huang family disciples.

Since you want to destroy Huangzhai, uproot it and leave no room.

Anyway, no one here is innocent!