The Art of the Great Sword

Chapter 212 Win! The truth about the Holy Land!

The fight lasted for an hour.

Fang Qingyang went from lifting his weight with ease at the beginning to struggling when his strength was exhausted. He fought all the way without any time to rest.

The number of foreign geniuses killed by him with his own hands has reached twelve!

He was covered in bruises and had many broken bones, and it was difficult to even hold the sword.

The injuries to the rest of the human race's geniuses were also considerable. There were still eleven people left out of the original eighteen, and seven of the eleven were seriously injured.

If Fang Qingyang hadn't endured the terrifying offensive for them alone, the whole army would have been wiped out simply by relying on these people to fight against the aliens.

They knew this very well, and their eyes looking at Fang Qingyang were full of shock and awe, and they were also vaguely grateful.

There was only the last demon clan prodigy left in the field. Both of his arms were cut off by Fang Qingyang. He was panting and seemed to have reached the point where his fuel was exhausted.

"Who are you? Tell me your name and let me die more happily!"

The demon prodigy roared, and when he looked at Fang Qingyang, his pupils were bloodshot. After the previous hour of fighting, he was deeply aware of the terrifying extent of the opponent's strength.

At most, fifteen monsters and demons joined forces to surround him. It could be said that he didn't even have a moment to breathe. There were dense attacks everywhere.

However, in such an environment, Fang Qingyang persisted with his extraordinary perseverance. Although he was injured many times and was on the verge of collapse, giving people the illusion that he would be unable to bear it the next moment, he could not persist. fall.

He never stopped until the end of the battle.

"You...want to know?"

Fang Qingyang's eyes were cold, "That's fine, your wish will come true."

After saying that, he took off the veil and said calmly, "My name is... Fang Qingyang!"

"Fang Qingyang? Once the number one genius in the Sword Dynasty, Murong Jiu's direct disciple, Fang Xuanxiao's son... Fang Qingyang!"

The demon clan obviously recognized Fang Qingyang's identity, and his pupils were horrified, "It's actually you. You took away my demon clan's sacred objects, and you destroyed my demon clan's spirit sacrifice formation!"

"You know me?"

Fang Qingyang raised his eyebrows. Except for joining forces with Wei Qingxuan to loot the spirit worship place near Tianyun City, it can be said that he had no contact with the demon clan.

It is not difficult for him to recognize his identity. With the Monster Clan's intelligence network and excessive collection of information about the Human Race's genius, he can definitely do it.

The key is, why did he add, Fang Xuanxiao's son?

Could it be that dad also left a deep impression on the demon clan?

"Really, the tiger father has no dog son, hahaha, if I die in your hands, it is not unjust..."

The demon clan smiled ferociously. His arms had been cut off and he had lost all means of resistance. He could only see his eyes staring straight at Fang Qingyang's face and said, "But don't get too proud too early. It won't take long before our demon clan will... It will come back, and the entire East Continent will fall into catastrophe. No one can escape, including you!"

"Catastrophe? Are you talking about the deal with Yaochi Holy Land?"

Fang Qingyang vaguely guessed something. He knew that he would definitely not be able to get the answer from the other party, so he might as well deceive him.

Sure enough, the demon clan's eyes narrowed and his expression was a little unnatural.

Fang Qingyang saw all this and became more and more sure of his confirmation, "It must be related to the crack suppressed by the Yaochi Holy Land. The rich evil spirit permeating inside must be inseparably connected with your demon clan!"

The demon clan reacted and laughed loudly, "You don't need to deceive me. You will know soon that no one can escape this catastrophe, unless... you can become a saint! Otherwise, you all will He will definitely die!"

After laughing, the demon clan roared suddenly and used its body as a weapon to hit Fang Qingyang. Even the void was shaking wherever it passed. It was obvious that it could not withstand this huge force.

Fang Qingyang took a breath and raised his hand in front of him to block all the demon clan's attacks. The next moment, a huge force was swallowed up in his palm, and the demon clan was shocked to the heart with a puff, killing him on the spot.

After doing all this, Fang Qingyang used his terrifying mental power to penetrate into the demon clan's undissipated consciousness, wandering around freely, collecting his remaining beliefs.

Not long after, Fang Qingyang learned some fragmented information.

It is a sure thing that the Monster Clan has some dealings with the Yaochi Holy Land, and the reason for their dealings and dealings is simply for the crack that was suppressed.

Based on the memory of the monster clan, Fang Qingyang discovered the origin of the crack. That mountain was... a mountain range that suppressed the holy tomb of the monster clan in ancient times. There was an extremely complicated seal above it. This seal has been passed down for generations. Suppressing the holy tomb of the demon race, making it impossible to reincarnate forever.

Later, due to the changes and evolution of the mountains over the years, a heavenly spirit vein was born, so the Yaochi Holy Land established a sect based on this mountain range.

It’s just that the Heavenly Spiritual Vein itself is not complete. It is formed by relying on the power emanating from the Holy Tomb of the Monster Clan, and is not considered pure. In addition, the strong men in the Yaochi Holy Land absorb the power of the Heavenly Spiritual Vein day after day, resulting in The seal is getting weaker and weaker.

Finally one day, a gap opened in the mountain range under the overwhelming load, and the terrifying evil spirit gurgled out from it. It was extremely strong. In terms of pure power, it was dozens of times more pure than the Heavenly Spiritual Vein. times.

The strong men in the Yaochi Holy Land were like hungry wolves finding blood food. They quickly gathered around the crack to absorb the evil spirit and use it for their own cultivation.

Although the human race cannot directly use the evil spirit to improve themselves, they can purify it through some small means. As long as the evil spirit is pure enough, it is worthwhile to do so.

During these years, some powerful people in the Yaochi Holy Land have monopolized this news. They frantically absorbed the evil spirit to increase their strength.

However, just absorbing it is not enough. As the evil spirit becomes more and more intense, the whole mountain range begins to tremble. The first thing that suffers is the Heavenly Spirit Vein, which itself was created by the seal. On the day of the evil spirit, Under the erosion day after day, the effectiveness slowed down again.

The heavenly spirit veins were eroded, the sealing power became weaker and weaker, and the cracks became wider and wider, as if some terrifying existence was about to rush out.

Yaochi Holy Land felt that it could not continue like this. This was tantamount to fishing from the lake. In order to use this crack for a longer period of time, Yaochi Holy Land began to cast formations to suppress the cracks, but it could not suppress them too hard.

If the suppression is too severe, the evil spirit will not emerge. They always have room to absorb the evil spirit and improve themselves.

The formation soon became unable to suppress them, so they had no choice but to use the most vicious and effective method, using the monks' essence and blood to suppress them.

One main formation is not enough, several branch formations must be established.

Blackwater City's split formation method is one of them!

This is a deal Jiang Ding reached privately with the royal family of the Chiyue Dynasty!

Let Blackwater City continue to capture monks and put them into the split formation method, and the refined blood must be sent to the Yaochi Holy Land. In exchange, Jiang Ding must ensure that the territory of the Chiyue Dynasty is inviolable to the greatest extent possible.

At the beginning, Fang Xuanxiao and Murong Jiu invaded the Scarlet Moon Dynasty together. Seeing that they were about to reach Blackwater City, Jiang Ding used all his methods to send Fang Xuanxiao and the black knight behind him to the forbidden land of Tianyuan using the teleportation formation.

Fang Qingyang had personally experienced what happened later, and naturally knew that first, Blackwater City was breached, and the essence and blood condensed by the formation were plundered by him, and then the Yaochi Holy Land strengthened its transactions with the demon clan, obviously in exchange for more benefit.

Everything is because of Yaochi Holy Land’s ambition!

When they discovered that the seal that suppressed the demon clan's holy tomb was about to crack, instead of trying to strengthen the seal, they secretly used formations to suppress it in order to absorb the demonic energy.

This move is absolutely selfish to the extreme!

Fang Qingyang's pupils turned scarlet. Once the seal is completely exploded, no one knows how many great horrors will be released. The demon clan's holy tomb has existed for at least thousands of years, and it is absolutely terrifying!

"Yaochi Holy Land, you really deserve to be killed!"

Fang Qingyang's voice was hoarse and his pupils were condensed.

He really couldn't control his temper.

Combined with what the demon clan said before his death, a catastrophe is about to come. The demon clan has strengthened cooperation with the Yaochi Holy Land, and what they long for is nothing more than the demon clan's holy tomb.

In the broken memories of the demon clan, there is a profound understanding. As long as the seal is broken, the great terror that rushes out of the sacred tomb of the demon clan will destroy Dongzhou with thunder!

This is what he said was the terrifying catastrophe sweeping across the entire East Continent!

"Brother Fang, why are you calling me Yaochi Holy Land?"

In the field, Song Rushan scratched his head, a little puzzled.

It's a coincidence that he is a monk from the Yaochi Holy Land.

"Are you from Yaochi Holy Land?"

Fang Qingyang suddenly raised his head and stared at him.

Song Rushan was a little frightened by the sight, but he still nodded, "Yes, my master is Hong Ye, the disciple of Jiang Shangqing, the old sect master of Yaochi Holy Land."

"Old Sect Master of Yaochi Holy Land..."

Fang Qingyang thought about it carefully, then raised his head, "Isn't Jiang Shangqing's disciple Jiang Ding?"

"Jiang Ding is my uncle, and my master Hong Ye is the old sect master's first disciple."

Song Rushan smiled and then sighed, "However, my master has been missing for many years. Inexplicably, no one can find out his whereabouts. It's like the world has evaporated. If it weren't for the soul he left behind in the sect, The fire was still burning and we thought he was gone."

Fang Qingyang pondered for a moment, there were too many secrets buried in the Yaochi Holy Land, just like the old sect leader Jiang Shangqing, who had been ignored by Jiang Ding in recent years.

From the perspective of Song Rushan's background, he does not seem to be from Jiang Ding's lineage.

Why not open your mouth and test it out to see what he knows... Fang Qingyang thought of this, and his heart moved slightly. He pulled Song Rushan aside and asked in a low voice, "How long have you been in the Yaochi Holy Land?"

"ten years."

Song Rushan said with the sound of the urn, "When I was twelve years old, my master traveled abroad and took a fancy to my talent. He brought me to the Yaochi Holy Land to practice. For the past ten years, I have been diligently following my master to learn the body training method. Rarely go out."

"Then why did you join the True Dragon Alliance, and who recommended you?"

Fang Qingyang raised his eyebrows.

"My master, my master's whole family was killed by the demon clan. He was in great pain and embarked on the road of revenge alone. One day while fighting the demon clan, he accidentally met a member of the True Dragon Alliance."

Song Rushan didn't hide anything from Fang Qingyang. After all, Fang Qingyang had saved his life before, and he was grateful.

"Did your master tell you anything weird before he disappeared? Or something that you thought was unusual?"

Fang Qingyang asked again.

Song Rushan closed his eyes and thought for a while, then said, "It's true. During that period, my master and Jiang Ding quarreled many times and had a very unhappy time. One day, my master asked me to drink. After getting drunk, he cried loudly and said that he had done something wrong in his life that even he could not forgive. He regretted it, really regretted it."

"After sobering up, he left me a letter, asking me to concentrate on cultivation from now on, not to inquire about anything that has nothing to do with me, to rely more on the True Dragon League, rather than the Yao Chi Holy Land, and once I reach the king realm, I will immediately leave the Yao Chi Holy Land and go to find someone..."

Song Rushan still remembered these things vividly, "That person is a deputy elder of the True Dragon League, very powerful, and my master said he can help me."

"Since then, your master has disappeared?"

Fang Qingyang seemed to have grasped the key point. This disappearance was something Hong Ye had a premonition of, otherwise he would not have explained everything to Song Rushan as if he was explaining his affairs after his death.

"Yes."

Song Rushan's eyes were dim, and he obviously missed his master.

"I understand."

All the information he got was filtered in his mind, and finally formed a very clear and complete timeline. Hong Ye must have had a conflict of ideas with Jiang Ding, and this conflict was most likely caused by the cracks in the demon clan's holy tomb.

Therefore, Hong Ye's disappearance is closely related to Jiang Ding.

Jiang Ding has only one belief, that is, to quickly become a saint.

Combined with the letter Hong Ye left for Song Rushan, asking him to quickly cultivate to the king realm and then leave the Yao Chi Holy Land, isn't it for his own good?

Once the seal is really blown up because of Jiang Ding's greed, the entire Dongzhou will enter a huge catastrophe, and the Yao Chi Holy Land will bear the brunt and will inevitably be destroyed by the terrifying demonic energy.

Thinking of this, everything is clear.

"What's wrong?"

Song Rushan was a little curious. Fang Qingyang asked for so long, what conclusion did he finally come to?

Fang Qingyang smiled, "Listen to your master, wait until you reach the realm of kings and princes, and then leave the sect first."

"Okay."

Song Rushan nodded. He was a pure physical cultivator. In short, his brain was a little bit not working well. He only knew that strength was king. If you really asked him to think of any strategy, or to find out the truth in depth, it would undoubtedly be difficult for him.

Fang Qingyang had learned all the information he wanted to know from him, and there was no doubt about it.

"Brother Fang."

Zhou Tai walked up with his teeth bared and hugged Fang Qingyang. "From the moment you started fighting, I guessed it was you. I said, you couldn't not come for such a big thing."

"Haha, I was afraid that my identity would attract other people's targeting, so I didn't expose it."

Fang Qingyang explained with a smile.

"In this way, I'm afraid no one dares to think about you anymore, right?"

Zhou Tai grinned.

On the other side, Yan Peier walked to Wei Qingxuan with a gloomy face. Wei Qingxuan obviously wanted to pretend. He said seriously, "Miss, do you want to talk to me?"

"Still pretending!"

Yan Peier gritted her teeth and raised her hand to tear off Wei Qingxuan's veil, revealing a pale and handsome face.

Wei Qingxuan was a little panicked, "Miss Yan, we just experienced life and death together, you can't settle accounts later."

Yan Peier stared at Wei Qingxuan, and after a long time, she said bitterly, "You are a heartless man. You slept with me and ran away, making me look for you for so long."

The others around were all shocked, but after seeing Yan Peier's cannibalistic look, they immediately turned their heads away.

It's none of your business.

This is originally a private matter between the couple, and there is no need for others to intervene.

"Miss Yan, I really..."

Wei Qingxuan wanted to explain that he had suffered serious injuries in the previous battle, so he could only sit there and couldn't move.

Yan Pei'er pursed her lips suddenly, as if she had made up her mind. After calling Wei Qingxuan, she immediately rushed over.

As soon as Wei Qingxuan raised his head, he saw Yan Pei'er's pretty face rushing in front of him, and their lips touched.

Yan Pei'er kissed him very fiercely, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances and anger she had suffered during this period of time. Wei Qingxuan was seriously injured and could not move, so he could only whimper non-stop.

Fang Qingyang saw this scene and secretly gave Yan Pei'er a thumbs up in his heart. To deal with a heartless man like Wei Qingxuan who was affectionate everywhere, he had to be more decisive and never give him a chance to escape.

If the two of them could really succeed, it would be a good thing.

"Ahem, everyone, rest and heal your wounds. The threats from the alien races have all been lifted. After half a day, we will start training in the forbidden area together and strive to successfully pass the level and leave here as soon as possible."

Fang Qingyang coughed dryly, left a word, and immediately went to the side to cross his legs to heal his wounds.

As for Wei Qingxuan and Yan Peier, it was their private affairs, so let them deal with it themselves.

Others reluctantly looked away. Yan Peier's appearance was absolutely stunning, and she had countless suitors. Unexpectedly, she was so lucky to be with Wei Qingxuan.

Half a day passed, and when Fang Qingyang opened his eyes, he found Yan Peier was leaning in Wei Qingxuan's arms, with a happy look on her face.

"Strong."

Fang Qingyang was full of admiration. It had only been a short time, but Wei Qingxuan had conquered Yan Peier. I wonder if his three-inch persuasion was tired.

Wei Qingxuan was proud of "that's natural".

"Okay, although we have experienced this disaster together, I still want to say that we must not take it lightly. It is best to act together."

Fang Qingyang said calmly, "We must always keep our goal in mind, the Dragon Gate Conference. If we want to participate in the Dragon Gate Conference, we must leave the forbidden area alive."

"Brother Fang is right."

Chen Xingzhi raised his hand and expressed his clear support for him.

Others don't have any objections. If we act together, let's act together. They all see Fang Qingyang's terrifying combat power. They feel at ease following such a person.

In this way, they continued to start their experience in the forbidden area.

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...

Sword Tower Second Branch.

Xia Yan's eyes were worried, very worried, and he was pacing back and forth in the hall.

"President, you have been worried for a long time."

An elder came next to him and said, "Why don't you tell us what happened and let us help you solve your problem."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Xia Yan waved his hand, the affairs of the Sword Tower and the True Dragon Alliance must be separated, and his worries must not be exposed to others.

The elder sighed, and the president said it was okay. In fact, everyone could sense his uneasy mood, especially in the past two days, he had been restless and had no intention of doing anything.

"President, a man claiming to be Ye is outside the tower and wants to see you."

Someone came to report.

"Please come in!"

Soon, Old Man Ye walked up to Xia Yan with a smile, "Why, are you still worried about what happened in the forbidden area?"

"You don't understand. Fang Qingyang is the only treasure of our True Dragon Alliance. He is a Dharma cultivator. Once he enters the princely realm, the Dharma cultivator's combat power will continue to increase, reaching a very terrifying level. In battles against foreign races, , Dharma practice can play a big role!”

Xia Yan spoke fiercely, "Even, we don't need to rely on Taoism for some actions, we can just rely on Fang Qingyang. For such an important boy, do you think I can stop worrying?"

"You still don't know him well enough, or maybe you don't know enough about the miracles he has created. Let me tell you, since foreign races can only send out geniuses who are under princes, then there is no threat to him."

Old Man Ye yawned and tapped the table with his finger, "What are you doing standing still? Let's serve tea."

Xia Yan called his servants to make tea, and the two sat opposite each other, "Old man Ye, can you give me an accurate explanation, can Fang Qingyang turn disaster into good luck? You must know that the number of geniuses sent by the foreign races is almost as many as ours twice as much!”

"Under the same level, I think that these seedlings of the True Dragon Alliance will never lose to the aliens. Even if the monsters are powerful and the demons have weird methods, they are still not afraid. But there are too many of them, which will be troublesome!"

He held the tea cup with one hand and looked indescribably serious.

"Yeah, so what?"

Old Man Ye took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "Fang Qingyang can already kill princes. The ninth level of magical power realm is just like chopping melons and vegetables for him. Instead of worrying about him, you should worry about the other members of the True Dragon Alliance. "

"Those people are not affiliated with me."

Xia Yan snorted coldly, "As long as Fang Qingyang and Wei Qingxuan are fine, I'll be relieved, and I'll be able to feel proud at the deacons' party!"

"Then you can rest assured."

Old Man Ye grinned, and then he changed his tone, "I'm here this time to ask you for a swordsmanship!"

"What swordsmanship?"

Xia Yan frowned, "Your Qingcang Sword Technique is not weak. Although you are now a prince in the Destruction Realm, you won't switch to other sword techniques, right?"

"Do you know why the little girl from the Su family pestered me to learn Qingcang Sword Technique?"

Old man Ye looked mysterious and unpredictable.

Xia Yan suddenly became interested, "You tell me."

"Because Qingcang Sword Technique and Qingtian Sword are keys, a key to open the ruins. The little girl from the Su family obviously knows this, so she joined the Zihe Sect of the Great Zhou Dynasty and has been following me, just for Get the inheritance of that sword.”

Old Man Ye stretched out his hand and stroked his beard, "She is my descendant. In the future, Qing Cang Sword Technique will be carried forward by her in another stronger form, but in the final analysis, the upper limit of Qing Cang Sword Technique is already visible at a glance. I am looking for you this time." Come here to ask for the book...the strongest swordsmanship in your sword tower!"

"You're crazy!"

Xia Yan was startled and immediately scolded him angrily.