The Art of the Great Sword

Chapter 231 I am invincible in the princely territory!

All the powerful people who came to the Great Zhou Dynasty in advance were moved upon hearing the news at this moment. Everyone flew out of the main hall and houses, their eyes scanning around like eagles.

A huge light pillar stood in the sky, and the light spots scattered randomly and were sucked into everyone's body.

However, how many powerful people who can participate in the battle for luck come here for these spiritual energies?

The princes from the entire Eastern Continent gathered here, all coming for the luck of becoming a saint.

Not long after, a large amount of terrifying aura flashed through the void, and several figures passed by violently across the sky, drawing streaks of divine rainbow light.

At this moment, at least hundreds of princes rely on their own spiritual perception to search for the breath of sainthood. Once they find something, they will rush over to fight for it in an instant.

Murong Jiu was also in the queue.

His desire for the destiny of sanctification far exceeds that of others.

The reason is very simple. He is already a prince in the realm of divine destiny, and he urgently needs the luck to become a saint. If he can become a saint, his combat power will definitely reach another level.

Such opportunities are few and far between. If you miss it this time, you won’t know how many years it will be before you have scattered luck to become a saint next time.

He was wearing armor and had a body like a dragon. He walked rampantly and there was a killing aura everywhere he passed. These are the strengths he possesses.

The princes of the Huo Family, Liu Clan, Scarlet Moon Dynasty, Sword Dynasty...all the powerful forces did not dare to show any slightest sign of neglect. They were flying like headless flies over the Great Zhou Dynasty, looking for a needle in a haystack.

It's inefficient, but that's all they can do.

"boom!"

At this moment, a mountain range suddenly erupted with brilliant colorful rays of light, like a rainbow penetrating the sky and earth. In an instant, dozens of princes rushed over from the surroundings and surrounded the mountain range.

"This aura is an unparalleled treasure!"

There was an old man with an excited face. He roared and rushed inside quickly, "This medicine exudes powerful blood energy and prolongs life. It is definitely a medicine that increases longevity!"

Some princes looked disappointed. They were all princes in the realm of divine destiny. Naturally, they did not come here to find the so-called treasure. What they needed was the luck of becoming a saint.

Seeing that it was just some precious medicine, these princes turned and left.

Only about ten people were still in place.

Among them, Fang Qingyang was included.

As soon as I went out, I encountered the birth of a precious medicine. It seems that God is more favoring me... Fang Qingyang wore a sky-covering scarf on his face to hide his aura.

Once you enter into a battle for each other, you must conceal your identity. Otherwise, the treasure will be in your hands and everyone will recognize you. If you are not afraid of thieves, you will be worried about them.

The mountains continued to spray out the glow, and soon, a seven-color lotus flower grew on the top of the mountain, and the huge blood spread around it, nourishing everyone's heart.

"The Seven-Colored Lotus is one of the most precious medicines. After taking it, you can increase your blood energy and live for hundreds of years. It is the most precious treasure in Dongzhou!"

An old man who was nearing the end of his life shouted loudly, and with his voice, terrifying turbulence occurred in the land in all directions, which was extremely frightening.

The other princes did not speak, but it could be seen from their longing eyes that they were also attracted by the seven-color lotus.

As time went by, the seven-color lotus finally matured completely, and its fragrance spread throughout the mountain range in an instant. The old man who was about to die could no longer restrain his ambition and took the initiative to rise into the sky with a roar.

He is a prince in the destiny-defying realm. Due to his limited talent, his growth rate has been very slow over the years. He has exhausted all his talent and energy to reach this level. Unless there is a great opportunity in this life, he will never be able to grow again. further.

"Everyone, I am Zhu Yuan, the great elder of Feiyue Sect. Now my longevity is about to run out. I am bound to get this seven-color treasure lotus today. If you don't fight for it, it will be regarded as a good relationship. If you need anything in the future, just ask."

The old man turned around with a calm expression, "If you want to compete with me, you are welcome to do so, but let me say it first. Even if it means death, I will make up my mind for this Qise Baolian."

There was absolute determination in his eyes.

This is his determination!

Without the Seven-Colored Lotus, he wouldn't be able to live much longer. The reason why he came to participate in this great battle was to find a way to prolong his life.

If he can continue to live for a hundred years, he might be able to continue to attack the princes of the divine destiny realm. If not, this may be the end of it.

After several princes of the Divine Fate Realm left, Zhu Yuan, as a prince of the Defying Fate Realm, was definitely one of the strongest fighters in the field, but others were not afraid of him.

"Zhu Yuan, since you're here, let's each rely on our abilities and whoever gets it belongs to whom."

I saw a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back and a sneer on his face.

"good."

Zhu Yuan nodded. In this case, it is useless to talk nonsense anymore. Only those who can do it will live.

In the field, there are three people in the fate-defying realm, two in the profound life realm, and seven in the fate-breaking realm. Good guy, any one of them is better than me... Fang Qingyang took in the strength of everyone and thought in his heart.

If they were to fight head-on, he would have the confidence to kill even those in the Mysterious Fate Realm. As for the Defying Fate Realm, it would not be impossible to give it a try.

However, the premise must be to highlight a surprise!

"brush!"

Zhu Yuan was the first to fly up into the air, with a terrifying divine rainbow bursting out from under his feet, and rushed towards the seven-color treasure lotus. Faced with this treasure that could prolong life, he had already risked everything.

At the same time, he touched his waist, and a stone seal suddenly appeared. In the blink of an eye, it expanded to a size of tens of meters, pressing on everyone behind him.

Astonishingly, it is a high-grade princely realm spiritual weapon!

"Little tricks!"

Someone sneered and raised his hand to stab the stone seal with a magic sword. When the two sides collided, they made a deafening sound.

The stone seal weighed ten thousand pieces, but it was knocked open by the magic sword he held.

"Puff puff puff!"

Hundreds of steel nails emerged from the void, piercing Zhu Yuan's back.

Everyone attacked him in unison, and the attack spread all over the sky in an instant. Zhu Yuan roared angrily, and the prince Dharma appeared behind him. The concussive force shook the sky and the earth, and he raised his giant palm and slapped him down hard.

"Crack!"

The ground cracked open, and every inch was shattered. Completely uncontrollable horror permeated the air. The two sides actually fought together using tactics while moving.

After a fight, Zhu Yuan took a step ahead with the first-mover advantage and was already close to the mountain range. Just when he stretched out his hand to grab the seven-color lotus, the sky changed and a terrifying murderous aura filled the air instantly.

A sharp golden light fell from the sky and struck Zhu Yuan's stretched-out arm, one step faster than him.

Zhu Yuan roared, and his entire arm was broken off at the root.

He raised his face and stared at the huge figure floating in the void in front of him. It was a giant golden bird monster with red gold feathers.

As the wings flapped, another series of golden rays of light came out, killing everyone.

"This is a king beast at the level of destiny reversal!"

A monk yelled, "The spiritual energy has revived. Many monsters have sucked the essence of heaven and earth and evolved into king beasts. Now we are in trouble."

King beasts are different from ordinary monsters. They are stronger and can usually easily fight across levels. Similarly, they have a probability of producing treasure bones in their bodies.

Every treasure bone can be sold for a sky-high price.

That is definitely a powerful supplement to the monks, and countless people are extremely envious of it.

"kill!"

Zhu Yuan's eyes were red. One of his arms was cut off, his energy and blood leaked out, and his longevity dropped a lot. Unless he could get the seven-color lotus or the treasure bones, the outcome of this great battle would be After this life, life is about to end and death is certain.

He once again displayed his powerful princely appearance and killed the big red-gold bird.

The rest of the people stopped attacking Zhu Yuan. They clearly understood who was the strongest opponent at the moment, and they all started to kill the red-gold bird.

The big bird showed a smile of human contempt, flapped its wings, and instead of meeting the crowd's attacks, it took off directly into the mountains.

How could so many monks allow him to fulfill his wish?

He rushed in immediately.

"There's something weird about this mountain range."

Fang Qingyang frowned. After entering the princely realm, he found that the world he could observe was slightly different from that of others. He could clearly see the trajectory of some energy auras, and even distinguish the source.

He asked the master because by practicing the Great Freedom Contemplation, he would have a clearer understanding of the world.

Therefore, Fang Qingyang could tell at a glance that this mountain range was a little weird, as if it had more inexplicable regular power than ordinary mountains.

He didn't take action, he waited.

Let’s see what Zhu Yuan and others will encounter after they enter the mountains.

"boom!"

The big red-gold bird landed steadily on top of the mountain range, raised its head, and its eyes glowed with disdain, as if it didn't care about this group of monks.

The king beast is no less intelligent than humans, and is even more cunning than humans. His abnormality further confirms Fang Qingyang's guess that there are traps in this mountain range.

As expected, after many monks rushed into the mountains, they instantly felt the oppression of the rules, as if they were stuck in a quagmire, and their spiritual energy dissipated without a trace in an instant.

they exclaimed.

"What's going on? My spiritual energy is at least 90% restricted. Is there a formation?"

"It's not a formation, it's the natural rules formed here!"

A monk raised his hand and pointed in the distance, "There is a light pillar nearby. Most of the spiritual energy condensed in the light pillar was absorbed by this mountain range, so the king beast and the seven-color lotus were derived. As for the place here, The formation of rules is the embodiment of the light pillar."

"I have read the classics. Each pillar of light will create a place of opportunity. There are a total of eighty-one pillars of light in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, and they are full of competition everywhere."

The other monks said.

Fang Qingyang was thoughtful, so that's it.

As for the luck of sainthood, it should be mixed in these eighty-one pillars of light, but which ones they are, you need to find and observe them yourself.

"This rule is to suppress the spiritual energy throughout the body, but the physical fitness will not be affected!"

At this time, a body cultivator in the mountain range roared. He directly gathered his terrifying power and smashed towards the golden bird.

His fists were no longer wrapped in spiritual energy, but they were still powerful. After all, physical training relied on physical strength and strength, and the demand for spiritual energy was not that high.

"Boom!"

The big bird flew up in one step and dodged the body cultivator's punch.

Wherever it passed, even the void was shattered, forming a large number of cracks that spread outward.

There were three body cultivators in the group of monks who were killing Big Bird. Their eyes flashed with excitement at the same time. This rule restricted the others, but it did not restrict them.

In an instant, the situation of the battle changed.

Originally, everyone was competing for the Seven Color Lotus, but now there are only three people left. Unfortunately, Zhu Yuan is not among them.

There was a look of pain in Zhu Yuan's pupils, and he couldn't help but roar to the sky, "Damn the power of rules, targeting me like this..."

He is not a physical practitioner, and his arm was cut off. It is already difficult for him to enter the battlefield and fight with the opponent. It is obvious that he will also miss the competition for the seven-color treasure lotus.

"It might not be too late to go to other places created by chance as soon as possible."

Fang Qingyang said quietly, which was a kind reminder.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Yuan was furious when he was suddenly spoken to by a young-looking boy. Naturally, he became furious, "Who do you think you are? How dare you come here to educate me!"

As he said that, Zhu Yuan slapped Fang Qingyang.

A violent look flashed across Fang Qingyang's pupils. Zhu Yuan had been dazzled by the value of the seven-color lotus. She was clearly doing it for his own good, but he didn't know what was good for him.

"court death!"

Fang Qingyang said coldly, even though Zhu Yuan was a prince in the Fate-defying Realm, his combat power was greatly reduced due to the loss of an arm and lack of energy and blood.

Facing him, Fang Qingyang was not afraid at all.

"Pfft!"

In the midst of lightning and flint, Fang Qingyang punched Zhu Yuan in the palm. Terrifying power surged, and the ground beneath their feet exploded instantly. A large amount of flying sand and rocks formed and blew through the air.

Fang Qingyang's body was as solid as a rock and did not move at all.

He raised his head and said with a touch of sarcasm, "Prince of the Fate-Destroying Realm, living like you is really a coward."

Zhu Yuan was completely furious, "The Seven-Colored Lotus belongs to me. If you dare to mock me, I will kill you."

As he spoke, he took out a terrifying sword from the Najie and slashed it out of thin air. The terrifying sword intent penetrated the sky, which was no less than a master-level expert in the art of swordsmanship.

"puff!"

The force formed by the sword energy penetrated the sky and the earth, forming an arc that killed everything. Fang Qingyang saw the sword coming, but he did not retreat, but instead used his own body to bear it.

His body was pushed to the extreme in an instant, the energy and blood in his body buzzed like a volcano erupting, and when his heart beat, it made a deafening drumming sound.

The entire world was covered by Fang Qingyang's dragon-like energy and blood.

Zhu Yuan was stunned. His energy and blood were almost exhausted. He had never seen such an exaggerated concentration of energy and blood.

How strong of physical cultivation does this have to be to do this?

At this moment, he was a little jealous.

Trembling with envy.

Why can your energy and blood be so exaggerated? Why not me?

"Let me experience how powerful the prince of the Fate-Destroying Realm is, Hand of the Wandering Dragon!"

A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Fang Qingyang's lips. He was about to collide with Zhu Yuan head-on. The two people who had nothing to do with each other were all because of the other's arrogance.

Since you want to be arrogant and fight with me, then I will do what you want!

A prince with a broken arm and almost dry blood dares to put on airs in front of me, then I will let you... die without a burial place.

Fang Qingyang launched a terrifying offensive with his right arm, and a golden dragon pattern appeared on his body, which instantly turned into a heavy fist and hit Zhu Yuan's offensive hard.

The terror that surged instantly formed a torrential force that made people panic and frightened, knocking Zhu Yuan's body away on the spot.

Even the sword in his hand can't be held tightly!

"I only have one arm left, but I still haven't learned my lesson. I'm still so arrogant."

Fang Qingyang punched out and almost found out the details of Zhu Yuan. He was seriously injured, and he was at least entering the Xuanming realm for the first time.

Vulnerable!

"You are a prince of the Death Realm, you are like an ant, do you really think that you have some talent and can cross the realm to fight me? I will kill you, easily!"

Zhu Yuan shouted loudly. His pupils were already occupied by blazing flames. This humiliation was deeply rooted in his mind and he could not let it go.

Unless the kid in front of him is killed, a prince in the life-threatening realm can retreat unscathed from his attack. Where is his face facing?

The two sides launched an offensive and collided again.

With the deafening roar in his ears, Fang Qingyang suppressed Zhu Yuan's sword with one punch. The two sides were wrestling face to face, and they could even feel each other's breathing.

Just when Zhu Yuan wanted to continue to activate the killing move, Fang Qingyang was faster. He stretched out his hand and sent it forward. The terrifying sword light formed in the palm of his hand and penetrated Zhu Yuan's heart with a pop.

Zhu Yuan was an old man with dried up blood and vitality, but after receiving this heart-breaking blow from Fang Qingyang, his body went numb on the spot.

Before he could react, Fang Qingyang's violent attack came instantly, hitting him with crackling sounds.

Zhu Yuan spat out blood and was ravaged to a terrible state. When the attack was over, he fell to the ground on the spot, having lost all his breath.

Fang Qingyang raised his hand and took off Zhu Yuan's ring, with a smile on his face, "A prince in the destiny-defying realm, nothing more than that."

Many monks in the audience all changed their expressions at this moment.

At first, they didn't pay much attention to this kid in the fatal realm, but after a previous battle, they realized that something was wrong.

He was in a life-threatening state and beat to death a prince in a life-defying state.

Although the fate-defying prince suffered some injuries, is this important?

Being able to kill his opponents across three realms already shows how powerful he is.

Everyone was silent, no one spoke.

Zhu Yuan was obviously not popular, and he was already dead. No one was willing to offend a talented and powerful man because of him.

In the field, three princes of physical training were fighting against the red-gold king beast. The battle between the two sides was very fierce, and for a while, there was no way to tell the winner.

Fang Qingyang clenched his fists and said in a very domineering manner, "Now that I'm here, don't fight for the seven-colored treasure lotus inside. It's mine, it's mine, and it can only be mine."

As soon as the voice fell, Fang Qingyang stepped into the mountains.

Instantly, he felt a sense of oppression brought by the rules, and his spiritual energy was deprived on the spot, but he was already familiar with this feeling and adapted to it on the spot.

Isn't it just that I can't use spiritual energy?

Fang Qingyang looked up at the seven-colored treasure lotus, and without saying a word, he rushed over on the spot, with a very clear purpose.

The many cultivators watching the battle outside were shocked. Fang Qingyang was too bold. He went directly to grab the seven-colored treasure lotus, and the battle next to him was not over yet.

His move would instantly become the target of public criticism.

The other three princes and the red-gold king beast would not let him go.

But Fang Qingyang did it anyway.

"You dare!"

A prince nearby reacted, and he roared angrily on the spot, with a cold light in his pupils, and rushed directly towards Fang Qingyang.

They worked together to deal with the king beast because they were human beings and the other party was a demon beast. They killed the demon beast first and then fought internally.

But since Fang Qingyang stood up to break the rules, there was nothing to say, just start killing.

Fang Qingyang didn't even look at the man, came to the seven-color treasure lotus, stretched out his hand to pick it, and the red-gold king beast saw this, and the contempt in his eyes became more and more obvious, and he didn't take Fang Qingyang's actions seriously at all.

The seven-color treasure lotus is not so easy to pick. It condenses a pure power around it. Once it is touched, it will instantly penetrate into the body and burst the meridians of the person.

Even the prince can't bear it.

Little did he know that Fang Qingyang had seen through all this. He covered the roots of the seven-color treasure lotus with his palm, feeling the pure spiritual energy rushing into his body. The vast dantian was like a whale sucking water, and it absorbed it completely.

That pure power was digested so easily.

"How is it possible?"

The pupils of the red-gold king beast were wide open. He thought he had seen it wrong, but Fang Qingyang did it and succeeded.

Even if the king of the reverse fate realm was here, he would definitely not be able to withstand the impact of this sudden force. Why should he?

He didn't know at all that Fang Qingyang had already endured too much pure spiritual energy when he absorbed the essence and blood in the Black Water City formation. His meridians were wide enough to easily accommodate it.

Fang Qingyang threw the seven-color treasure lotus directly into the Dragon Emperor Sword, looked at the king who was coming to kill him, sneered and punched him.

Undefeated King Fist!

The two sides collided and separated.

"How can a prince of the Life-Taking Realm possess such exaggerated strength!"

The man couldn't believe it, and his eyes were about to pop out.

Fang Qingyang shook his hands, "I'll take this seven-colored treasure lotus away. If you don't want to follow Zhu Yuan's footsteps, don't fight with me, otherwise, you will die miserably!"

Throwing this sentence, he swaggered out of the mountains.

Even if there were a group of cultivators standing outside, he was not afraid.

Such an arrogant attitude completely angered the cultivator. I am in the Fate-Defying Realm, far superior to you, am I still afraid of you?

In an instant, the cultivator shouted and used one of his killer moves. He instantly burst out hundreds of fist shadows, which quickly condensed into one place and smashed down towards Fang Qingyang.

The sky was covered with fist shadows, densely packed, which made people feel fear in their hearts after seeing it, and they couldn't even breathe.

Fang Qingyang activated the Divine Martial Golden Body Technique and collided with the cultivator's fists in a head-on collision. There was only a dull collision sound, and the hand bones broke. The cultivator screamed and retreated hundreds of meters.

The whole audience was shocked.

A physical cultivator in the Fate-Defying Realm actually lost to him in a collision of strength?

All the credit went to the True Dragon Emperor Heart. After the fusion, it obviously improved Fang Qingyang's strength, making him invincible in the same realm and across realms.

"I am invincible in the realm of kings and princes."

Fang Qingyang laughed loudly, extremely arrogant.

The cultivator's eyes revealed a fierce look, but he did not dare to attack again, and could only watch him leave the mountains.