The Art of the Great Sword

Chapter 201 Underground Demon Cave! (1/2)

Chapter 201 Underground Demon Cave!

No one expected the change in this scene. Even the confident demon had never thought that his arm would be pulled off by Fang Qingyang.

There was something wrong with his right hand!

The demon wanted to roar, but the sudden huge force directly exceeded the limit of all his previous strength. Why didn't he show it in the previous fight?

Or was it his trump card?

Many complicated things flashed through the demon's mind, but the only thing he dared not admit was that his proud body was defeated by Fang Qingyang.

After pulling off one of the demon's arms, Fang Qingyang directly lifted the restrictions on him. He sneered and pinched the demon's neck, and continued to inject elemental power into it.

"Crackle!"

Accompanied by the burning of the terrifying flames, the demon's neck made a sound of burning flesh, and Fang Qingyang's entire palm seemed to have turned into a red-hot iron, pinching it tightly and not letting go.

The pupils of the big demon shrank, but soon, the color in his eyes became cold. This kid seemed to be a little too excited, only caring about killing himself, and even forgot to resist the feathers that were stabbing from behind.

My chance has come!

"Boy, too arrogant, die!"

The big demon was strangled by the neck, and could only growl vaguely. He used his other hand to clench it hard, and the feathers that were about to stab him accelerated again.

"Splash!"

The feathers pierced Fang Qingyang, but there was no sound of piercing the flesh, only a splashing sound of water. The big demon was suddenly startled and a little unbelievable.

This... What's going on?

Fang Qingyang in front of him, I don't know when he turned into a pool of water, and the whole person disappeared without a trace. The feathers passed through the water without forming any resistance.

"What kind of means is this?"

The big demon was a little out of breath. He had already tried his best to kill Fang Qingyang on the spot, but the opponent's means were too many and too weird.

He escaped again.

"Puff!"

With a slight sound, the demon's body froze in place. He could feel a sharp, tearing force piercing his chest, right in the heart.

Then, Fang Qingyang's faint voice came from behind, "Fa Xiu has a method of controlling water, called Water Substitute, which can create a substitute when damage comes, and take the attack on behalf of the original body."

After the voice fell, he twisted the Dragon Emperor Sword in his hand fiercely, and the breath shook outward, instantly shaking the demon's heart into powder.

"Ah puff!"

The demon screamed and spit out blood, his internal organs turned into fragments, and spit out blood foam from his mouth.

He was pale and trembling all over.

Death is approaching!

"You..."

The demon never thought that he would die in the hands of a human teenager, and the other party's realm was just a simple fifth level of the magical realm.

After killing the monster, Fang Qingyang grabbed the feather and observed it carefully for a while. The feather should be a part of the monster's body, condensing all the sharpness of his body, extremely terrifying.

It can be collected as a material... Fang Qingyang put the feather into the ring. If he needs to forge a spiritual weapon or carve a formation in the future, the feather should have a good effect.

He stuffed two more pills into his mouth, slowly calming the agitated spiritual energy and replenishing the deficit.

The water substitute is a life-saving skill during the fight, which consumes a lot of energy. In addition, Fang Qingyang used his right arm before, so his physical strength was naturally depleted.

When using his right arm, Fang Qingyang saw a golden dragon pattern formed on the top, covering his arm, which was extremely dazzling, and he named this move the Dragon's Hand.

On the other side, Wei Qingxuan and the monster fought back and forth, and he was already covered with wounds, but the monster was not much better, with at least dozens of bloodstains on his body.

However, although these injuries were dense, they were not fatal.

The big monster roared repeatedly, as if its ferocity was reawakened, and a low roar came out of its throat, and its attack became more and more fierce.

When fighting with the big monster, Wei Qingxuan was obviously a little overwhelmed. He was not a physical cultivator, but a simple sword cultivator. His attack power was indeed strong, but the opponent's overly tough physique made him helpless.

Every attack left a blood mark on the big monster. If it were other opponents, they would have been killed long ago. However, the nature of the monster race is like this. They are strong and full of blood, making them extremely difficult to kill.

He couldn't pay attention to Fang Qingyang's situation, and could only hope that he could end the battle quickly and come to help him.

If everything didn't go well, he would have to use his trump card.

"Boom!"

A sword shadow condensed with thousands of qi swept over, like a giant hand that shook the sky, destroying everything with a crushing force.

The big demon felt the attack, and a fierce look flashed across his brows. He let out a low roar and raised his hand to meet the attack.

"Bang!"

The Dragon Emperor Sword whipped the big demon's arm, and his arm was directly bounced away.

The terrifying force that burst out in this instant made his wrist numb, and he felt a wave of severe pain. He looked down and found that his wrist was twisted.

"Crack."

The big demon raised his hand to straighten his broken bones, raised his head, and stared at Fang Qingyang with an eagle's eyes.

"You actually killed him?"

The big demon's voice was hoarse, containing infinite shock.

Even though this kid can leapfrog and defeat the opponent, the gap in the realm is too far. Killing the big demon at the fifth level of the magical power realm is something that everyone thinks is impossible.

"I killed him before, now it's your turn."

Fang Qingyang hooked his fingers. After taking the elixir, he recovered very quickly. In a short time, he reached 70 to 80% of his peak strength.

Together with Wei Qingxuan, the two of them teamed up to besiege the big demon. Victory was only a matter of time.

"You two are the geniuses of the Zhou Dynasty?"

The big demon was no longer in a hurry to take action. He asked instead, "Putting aside the racial hatred, as far as we are concerned, there is no need for conflict between us. There is really no need to make such a fuss. Why don't we all sit down and have a good chat?" ”

"Talk? You captured hundreds of my human monks and sent them to the altar to sacrifice their souls. This is an indelible hatred for my human race! How many humans have you killed during the growth of your monster race? I don't need to go into details... ....”

Fang Qingyang smiled evilly, "We are natural enemies. I don't think there is anything to talk about between us. Even if you pay for the dead human monks, you should be cut into pieces!"

"Do you know why we have to sacrifice spirits here?"

The big demon pressed his hands down, signaling Fang Qingyang to calm down. He wanted to use the secrets he knew to stabilize his emotions, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. I know a lot of secrets and can share them with you, otherwise you can kill me." , and can’t enter this place of worship.”

He had already secretly used means to notify his companions. When the other big demons arrived and formed a siege, the two human monks would never be able to escape.

Delay them for now!

"I'm not interested!"

Fang Qingyang laughed, and sent the Dragon Emperor Sword forward in his hand, stabbing the big demon between the eyebrows silently.

When fighting, he never likes to be long-winded, let alone sloppy.

Since it's a battle, let's fight it quickly. As for the secret of the place of worship, if I kill you, I will naturally use the method of free observation to search for the soul!

"I have something to say!"

The big demon roared angrily, "Kill me and you will fall short. This formation must be maintained by me..."

"puff!"

Fang Qingyang once crossed, leaving deep blood marks on the big demon's back.

He turned back to look at Wei Qingxuan and said through a message, "Brother Wei, you rush into the formation and destroy those demon clans. Remember, keep them alive. We will continue to activate the altar later!"

"good."

Wei Qingxuan turned around and headed towards the altar.

"You...you deserve to be killed!"

When the big demon saw this scene, he finally couldn't hold back and roared. There was blood in his pupils, and he was trembling with hatred.

He reached out his hand and stabbed Fang Qingyang's chest with his sharp five fingers that pierced through the sky and the earth.

Fang Qingyang didn't even try to dodge, he simply took the blow, then turned around and slashed horizontally with his sword, chopping off the big demon's wrist.

The big demon howled in pain, with a fierce light blooming in his pupils. He pulled away and wanted to take a breather temporarily, but he didn't know that Fang Qingyang's attack was coming.

"Kill the God with one sword!"

Fang Qingyang used a trick he had used countless times, killing the god with one sword. The sword light passed by, as if he understood all the rules in this space.

This sword move seems simple and ordinary, but in fact it touches the edge of the rules. It has taken into account all the directions that you can avoid.

No matter how you deal with it, you will find that you cannot avoid this sword.

Cold sweat broke out on the big demon's forehead. He was in such a situation at the moment. The sword was too fierce and blocked all the ways he could dodge. He had to freeze in place for a while.

There is no way to hide, you can only carry it!

The big demon crossed his arms, trying to resist the slashing sword. He had great confidence in his own body. As long as he could dodge, he would quickly escape when the opponent was exhausted.

pity......

It's not that easy to imagine.

Killing the God with one sword is a move that Fang Qingyang has to practice every day, and it is also his biggest killing move. He keeps practicing this move just to be able to kill the enemy with one move.

If the power of an unavoidable sword could be increased to the extreme, who would be able to defeat it?

The big demon overestimated his physical strength and underestimated the killing intent of this sword, so... the ending happened.

His body split into two and he suddenly fell to the ground.

The upper body of the big demon struggled to get up, but Fang Qingyang stepped down and crushed his head.

In front, Wei Qingxuan had cut off the hands and feet of the other monsters, and stood alone on the altar with cold eyes.

As for the human monks whose hands and feet were tied and whose spiritual energy was restricted, they were all rescued by Wei Qingxuan. They were all weak and wanted to kneel down to thank them.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

"A great kindness will be repaid in the future!"

This group of monks had been tortured beyond human form, so Fang Qingyang and Wei Qingxuan were particularly grateful.

Fang Qingyang threw the corpses of the two great monsters into the formation. Although they had lost their vitality, their flesh and blood power could still be effective.

Then, he threw the rest of the demon clan into it, and the formation roared and was running rapidly, like a huge machine.

After doing all this, Fang Qingyang walked up to the dozen monks and asked, "How were you captured?"

"I...we..."

These monks talked about their experiences.

Some of them were caught by the demon clan who came inexplicably during their training, and some were guards of a small city that was massacred by the demon clan.

Fang Qingyang focused his eyes on the most powerful aura, which was a monk with a delicate face, about 20 years old, with many scars on his body, but he was obviously quieter than the others.

Suddenly, Fang Qingyang's eyes flashed, and he saw a symbol on his tattered clothes, which was... the symbol of Yaochi Holy Land.

Is this guy from the Yaochi Holy Land? He shouldn't be. Why would a disciple from the Yaochi Holy Land be captured and brought to the Sword Dynasty? It makes no sense... A series of thoughts flashed through Fang Qingyang's mind. He stretched out his hand to pull the disciple up. Take him aside alone.

"Many...thank you."

The disciple didn't dare to look up at Fang Qingyang, as if he knew him, his expression looked a little ashamed, and he didn't even know where to put his hands.

"You are a disciple of Yaochi Holy Land."

Fang Qingyang said in a deep voice, "Why are you in such a situation? No matter how strong the monster clan is, it is impossible to go deep into the Yaochi Holy Land to arrest people. Tell me the truth."

There was a shocking power in his voice. The disciple trembled all over and his lips turned pale, "I...I'm confused too. I don't know why."

“Tell me about your experience.”

Fang Qingyang realized that there were secrets that could be unearthed, and immediately slowed down his voice, "At least, you saved your life."

"I am a disciple of the inner sect of the Yaochi Holy Land. My name is Zhong Ran. I have just been promoted to the inner sect not long ago. The sect only told me one rule, that is, the back mountain is not allowed to enter... But every once in a while, the back mountain There was a strong spiritual energy coming out. I was about to reach the shackles of breakthrough. It was still difficult to improve. I wanted to get close to the back mountain and rely on the rich spiritual energy to ascend. As a result, as soon as I stepped in, someone knocked me out from behind. When I woke up again When he arrived, he was already detained together with a dozen other disciples."

The disciple's voice trembled, "Among the people who were imprisoned, there was also an elder, a relatively senior elder in the inner sect. According to him, he saw it in the back mountain... saw... ....”

Speaking of this, Zhong Ran's face was filled with pain and his body was shaking, as if he was recalling some painful past events.

Fang Qingyang's eyes were deep, and he realized that what the other party said would definitely be helpful to him, and maybe the inner sect elder had touched the core.

So, Fang Qingyang put a calming pill into Zhong Ran's mouth and said softly, "Tell me everything you know. Only in this way will someone bring justice to you. I want to be thrown into the formation with you." A fellow sacrificer, you almost ended up like this."

"I said."

Zhong Ran gritted his teeth, "The elder told us that he saw hundreds of corpses in the back mountain. Those were still unprocessed and the bones were brand new, no more than a month old! Over the years, the sect has always had disciples and elders. He disappeared inexplicably, but because there were so many disciples in the sect, there was no disturbance. He continued to dig deeper and found that all the bones were thrown from a mountain. It was unknown how long the corpse pit below had been there. "

"He climbed up the mountain. It was a huge altar, hidden among the rocks. There was a crack under the altar, from which a huge amount of demonic energy was released. However, it was all suppressed by the spiritual energy condensed by the altar. The huge altar was Demonic energy can affect the mind and make people fall into a state of madness. He told me personally that it must be a supremely terrifying demon that can produce such an aura!"

Hearing this, Fang Qingyang frowned, "You mean, there is a crack under the altar, and the demonic energy in the crack is surging, but it is restrained?"

"Yes! He was about to get closer to investigate, but he was surrounded by several men in black robes. They disabled the tendons of his hands and feet and locked him in a secret room with us."

Zhong Ran was trembling all over, "Within two days, he was taken away, and he never came back. And we... were also taken out after being knocked unconscious. When I opened my eyes, I found that I was sent to the hands of the demon clan, and became a sacrificial object with them. All the disciples who were sent with me died, and only myself was left. If you hadn't arrived in time, even I would have become this altar. nourishment!”

Fang Qingyang stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. He had almost figured out the matter. Under the altar on the mountain behind the Yaochi Holy Land, there was a crack. The demonic energy was emanating from the crack. It was estimated to be a terrifying ancient ruins.

Yaochi Holy Land has been using the altar to condense essence and blood to generate power to suppress the demonic energy, making it invisible to outsiders. Its real purpose must be related to the crack!

It's a whole conspiracy!

The small sacrificial formation in Blackwater City is to provide sufficient blood essence to the Yaochi Holy Land so that it can more firmly suppress the black cracks below.

Therefore, the root cause is still in the crack!

As long as we figure out what secrets are inside the cracks, everything will be revealed.

Secondly, Yaochi Holy Land must have colluded with the Monster Clan. This approach is really too bad, even worse than their collusion with the Chiyue Dynasty.

The secret communication with the Scarlet Moon Dynasty can only be said to be a war within the human race, a double-dealing and betrayal of the dynasty.

However, colluding with the demon clan is tantamount to betraying the entire human race. As long as such things spread, the entire Yaochi Holy Land will become a place despised by everyone.

The key is that you have to have concrete evidence.

All the disciples or elders who accidentally discovered the clues were eliminated by the Yaochi Holy Land. They were either thrown into it as sacrifices, similar to Fang Hao at the time, or they were secretly given to the demon clan to open the place for worshiping spirits.

"You can't go back to the Sword Dynasty. If you are willing, you can join our Fang family as a peripheral disciple. Our Fang family has the Heavenly Spirit Vein, and the cultivation environment is no less than that of the Holy Land."

Fang Qingyang looked directly at Zhong Ran. Through the simple communication before, he found that Zhong Ran's mind was relatively simple and not that complicated. He only had cultivation in his mind.

At his age, being able to reach the fifth level of the supernatural realm is considered a powerful talent. If he is willing to sincerely join the Fang family, it will definitely be a big help in the future!

When Zhong Ran heard Fang Qingyang's invitation, his pupils flashed with excitement, "I...I have always admired General Murong. I heard that he led his men to join the Fang family, is it true? "

Fang Qingyang nodded and smiled slightly, "It's true."

"Then...then if Mr. Fang doesn't dislike it, I am willing to join the Fang family. From now on, I will treat the family like a sect, and I will do my best!"

Zhong Ran was overjoyed. He was grasping at straws. He could not go back to the Sword Dynasty and could only stay in the Great Zhou Dynasty. However, there were not many cultivation places in the Great Zhou Dynasty that could accommodate him.

Those who are strong in the supernatural power realm have very high demands on cultivation resources.

Many places simply don’t have that many resources for them to practice!

But the Fang family was different. Although the Fang family didn't have such a deep foundation, they had heavenly spiritual veins. This alone was enough to meet all his requirements.

It's like a drowning person grabbing a branch. The excitement is indescribable.

"Take this elixir and recover your injuries and spiritual energy first."

Fang Qingyang gave Zhong Ran a pill. The altar not far away had reached the critical point. The roaring sound could be heard, and the ground below kept shaking, as if something was about to come out.

"The big demon was deliberately stalling for time. I guess he has called for support. We must speed up to see what is inside."

Fang Qingyang walked to Wei Qingxuan and communicated with him.

"It's coming out soon."

Wei Qingxuan took a step back, his eyes flickering, "The place of sacrifice represents the ancient ruins where the demon clan awakened them, and there must be something important to them inside."

With a loud noise, the altar exploded, and the ground below suddenly bulged up. Then the soil and sand continued to fall in all directions, and a gate temple appeared in front of the three people.

There are two strings of skulls hanging in front of the temple, hanging on the ground, looking extremely strange.

"Squeak."

The gate of the gate temple was opened, and a rotten atmosphere came out from inside.

Although there is only a single door temple, the door seems to be connected to another space, and people can feel a terrible smell spreading before they reach out to touch it.

"How about I go down and you stay outside?"

Fang Qingyang looked serious, "I'm worried that something will happen outside. If this temple is destroyed, you and I won't be able to survive."

Without thinking, Wei Qingxuan nodded and agreed, "Okay, just go down and leave it to me outside."

One of the reasons why Fang Qingyang arranged this arrangement was that he had some doubts about Zhong Ran. After all, they had just met and it was impossible to get to the point where they were heartbroken.

Secondly, he was worried that other monsters would come around. If Zhong Ran was defeated, the two of them would be completely cut off.

"I will as soon as possible."

Fang Qingyang made a decision, and then he stepped into the temple.

After about ten breaths of darkness, light finally appeared in front of him. Fang Qingyang looked around and found that he had fallen into a monster cave. From a simple look, this monster cave looked like an ordinary cave. The terrifying evil spirit was boiling, and I really thought this place was no big deal.

"Come in, my descendants!"

A hoarse and low voice came from the demon cave, pouring into the ears, which seemed to have the effect of confusing the mind.

Fang Qingyang hugged Yuan Shouyi and used the method of observing freedom to stabilize his mind. Only after he continued, his eyes became clear again.

He didn't hesitate and strode into the monster cave.

There were corpses all along the way, which looked extremely horrifying. It was unknown how many creatures died tragically among them.

After walking about a hundred or ten meters, a shadow floating on a high platform finally appeared in front of him.

This phantom was more than five meters tall, with bulging muscles in its arms and a row of spikes on its back. The demonic aura around it suppressed everything, making people's breathing stagnant, and the blood all over the body seemed to freeze.

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