The Art of the Great Sword

Two monstrous sword intents streaked across the sky and collided fiercely from two extreme directions.

One side belonged to Fang Qingyang, surrounded by golden dragon shadows, and the terrifying sword intent at the level of a sword master bloomed unbridled, destroying everything and pushing heaven and earth across the sky.

Lu Ningwei's sword has made great progress compared to when she fought with Su Xiaoyu. She has obviously understood the sword's intention to the extreme. As a sword master, she seems to have studied a kind of sword for many years and is immersed in it. , the perception is getting stronger and stronger.

Fang Qingyang, on the other hand, is open-minded and has many insights into the art of swordsmanship.

boom!

The two sword intentions collided together. At this moment, even the void seemed to have stopped. Only the sword intentions were rolling over each other at an extremely slow speed. It was like the collision of two small worlds. It began to collapse from the edge area, and then in the middle. ...

Fang Qingyang and Lu Ningwei were only ten meters apart.

They can both clearly see the killing intent in each other's eyes.

"From the time you hurt me to today, I have wanted to kill you for a long time."

Fang Qingyang spoke carefully, his tone of voice was very soft, but he was absolutely determined. He will always remember that scene in his heart.

Unless Lu Ningwei dies.

"You are a pariah, do you really think you can catch up with me if you have some luck? Now I am in the realm of the Great Sage, and my swordsmanship has reached the level of a sword master. Your realm is not as good as mine, so how can you compare with me?"

Lu Ningwei's pretty face was a bit ferocious. Compared to Fang Qingyang's calm attitude, she was on the other extreme. For her, Fang Qingyang had become her nightmare.

In the Tianhuo Sect, in the Liu Clan... no matter how she practiced, Fang Qingyang was stronger than her, and her reputation ranked above her, which made her extremely angry.

Now that he came to the Liu Kingdom to practice, he finally achieved some achievements. Unexpectedly, Fang Qingyang came to the door again like a ghost.

She hates it, you said it would be better if you died early, why do you have to live tenaciously? Your talent is not as strong as mine, but you want to surpass me by relying on some opportunities picked up from outside. Why?

If my talent and hard work lose to your chance, then is there any fairness in this world?

In fact, all this is Lu Ningwei's own imagination.

She attributed all of Fang Qingyang's strength to chance, and attributed her own strength to hard work, essentially widening the gap and gaining a sense of superiority.

"After all these years, I thought you had recognized the reality long ago, but I didn't expect you still don't understand. Strength is not based on words."

A fierce look burst out from Fang Qingyang's eyes, and his body instantly erupted with a loud crackling sound, and his bones continued to explode.

With the blessing of his body, Fang Qingyang's sword seemed to be infused with soul, knocking Lu Ningwei away.

In the battle of true genius, realm can never explain everything.

Lu Ningwei staggered, she took back the Qingshuang Holy Sword in her hand, and stabbed Fang Qingyang's ribs in a tricky arc.

Fang Qingyang blocked it with his backhand, causing the sword to fall on the back of his hand. The sharp blade only caused a blood mark to appear on the back of his hand, but it did not hurt much.

Seven Divine Swords!

Fang Qingyang started to counterattack, which was a sword move he understood using the concept of freedom. As time went by, his own strength became stronger and stronger, and his understanding of the Seven Divine Swords became more and more terrifying.

A series of methods were unleashed, and absolutely terrifying sword moves made Lu Ningwei retreat one after another. Anger flashed through her eyes, and she immediately swung her arms and shouted, "Blue Sea Sword Technique, the first move!"

Behind her, a wave of light gradually emerged, like the water of a river coming up from the sky and falling from the sky. The dense sword light all pierced Fang Qingyang's body.

The Seven God-shaped Swords were like seven terrifying sword rays that struck into the sea tide and canceled each other out. However, Lu Ningwei's method was obviously more grand. The sword rays regrouped after being dispersed and fell in the air.

"Invincible King Fist!"

Fang Qingyang held the sword in his right hand, lifted it up to the sky with his left hand, and punched it, causing even the sky and the earth to burst into horror.

It's really too strong!

This punch shattered Lu Ningwei's sword light on the spot.

The figures on both sides were like lightning and disappeared immediately.

Hu Yu stood not far away and witnessed the battle between the two. He was a little dazzled. No matter how concentrated he was, he could not see through the traces of the two.

So fast!

This is the only thought in his mind!

It was so fast that he couldn't believe it!

"I'm already a saint, and I'm not much different from their realm. But I can't see through their speed at all, let alone keep up with their movement skills. Is this... the battle of a true genius?"

Hu Yu took a deep breath and muttered to himself.

He couldn't help clenching his fists. At this moment, he realized the importance of talent and understood his father's hard work.

I want to learn from them, I want to become stronger... Hu Yu began to observe all this with his heart. His pupils were opened tightly, and he did not dare to relax for a moment. He looked with his eyes, listened with his ears, and felt with his heart.

Finally, two blurry shadows appeared in his sight, moving at extremely fast speeds, with a strong sword energy surrounding them.

A battle at the sword master level involves sword intent, body skills, and subtle operations. In the eyes of outsiders, it is difficult to understand. Maybe both sides just thrust out a simple sword. If you really want to understand with your heart, you can understand a lot. thing.

Although Hu Yu cultivated swords, he never strayed from his roots.

Gradually, Hu Yu caught up with the movements of the two men. He was overjoyed, but not proud, and tried to understand the sword moves of both sides.

He was completely immersed in it, to understand and feel.

Soon, dozens of cultivators came around. They all flew over after sensing the movement of the swords from both sides. This scene shocked them.

"Is this a war?"

One cultivator widened his eyes, "What a terrifying sword intent! On one side is Lu Ningwei, who is on the other side?"

"Is there anyone who can fight with Lu Ningwei near this border?"

"I think it must be a genius from some side."

These cultivators couldn't see Fang Qingyang's face clearly, but this did not affect their shock and admiration. It was a kind of sincere respect.

"I... I seem to have realized it!"

In the crowd, a cultivator suddenly exclaimed, and a large piece of sword intent condensed on his head, which looked like three flowers gathered at the top of the head.

Seeing him like this, other cultivators cast envious eyes.

It is a very difficult thing to be able to gain insights from the battle and thus improve. It cannot be done by those who are not gifted and strong.

Boom!

With a loud noise, Fang Qingyang and Lu Ningwei retreated one after another.

The two looked at each other from a distance, with different eyes.

Lu Ningwei was full of ruthlessness and a little irritable. It seemed that she didn't expect Fang Qingyang to be so powerful, which made her feel a little tricky.

Fang Qingyang's eyes showed fighting spirit and his face was wild.

He was not satisfied!

"This little strength can indeed make me take it seriously."

Fang Qingyang placed the Dragon Emperor Sword horizontally in front of him and said arrogantly, "Today, one of you and me will die here. It depends on...who has a tougher life!"