The Art of the Great Sword

Fang Qingyang, there is only one person!

He was alone outside and killed so many demons and holy realms in a row.

Is this the single combat power of Tianjiao?

"Remember, we have counted the geniuses of Central Continent before, and finally came to the conclusion that Su Luochuan is the most terrifying. Putting him on the battlefield will become an absolute killer!"

Yan Fei frowned and said, "But now I feel that the combat power displayed by the young master at the same age and level is more terrifying than Su Luochuan. Once he reaches the level of the leader, it will become even more exaggerated!"

"I remember."

Yan Yunshan nodded, and then said excitedly, "I didn't expect that the master's son is so powerful. If the master wakes up... ah, wake up, he is already awake. When the master learns, he will definitely Very happy.”

"Not enough."

Yan Fei smiled lightly, "The young master did achieve very good results in the early stage, but it was not enough. The master's height back then was too high and too dazzling. If you want to truly succeed him, you must at least reach the Feathering Stage."

"But as far as I know, the results of this victory have shocked many people."

Yan Yunshan grinned, "It won't take long before everyone will understand how strong the young master is. Their cognitive speed is slow, so just do it little by little!"

The war continues.

Both Tianyuan and Tianyu invested more and more powerful people. Finally, the powerful people above the leaders of both sides also took action.

In the Tianyu, except for Yan Fei who was in charge of the central army, all the other black knights took action.

They are usually good at leading troops in battles, and each of them can do his or her own thing. When the Tianyu was established, they relied on the Eighteen Black Cavalry, and it is the same now.

Time flies so fast, another month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Fang Qingyang has made great achievements in this month, and he has continued to expand his achievements by relying on the invincible fighting power of his leader.

Of course, he was not immune to injuries. Several times, he left the fight with serious injuries, and twice he even had to crush his spiritual patterns to save his life.

Every day, he walked on the edge between life and death. Many times, old wounds were not healed and new ones were added. At the worst time, Fang Qingyang didn't have a good piece of flesh on his body, and there were wounds all over his body.

Fortunately, his recovery ability is amazing. After these wounds heal, they will not leave any traces.

Outside a battlefield.

Fang Qingyang stepped into the Dragon Emperor Sword and collapsed there. Even breathing became extremely difficult. There was a blood hole as big as a bowl on his chest, and there were even more dense wounds on his body, back, and limbs. Countless.

In the previous battle, he met a leader-level demon who seemed to be prepared specifically for him. He blocked the space as soon as he took action, making it difficult for him to escape through the spiritual patterns.

There is no other way, Fang Qingyang can only bite the bullet and fight him, Dragon Emperor Sword, Ten Thousand Swords Technique, Kill the God with One Sword, Dragon Transformation Technique, Wandering Dragon's Hand, Elemental Method...all kinds of trump cards He took them all out, and with the dual support of his physical strength and sword intention, he managed to hold on until the opportunity arose.

After the opponent's time limit for sealing the space expired, Fang Qingyang crossed the void in one step and fled directly. The leader was furious and chased him for a long time.

In the end, Fang Qingyang took advantage of the few breaths of time he had to throw him away and hid in the Dragon Emperor Sword. The demon leader searched and passed by, but Fang Qingyang was nowhere to be seen. He failed to find him several times in a row, and finally left angrily.

"It seems that the gap between me and the leader is still too big with my cultivation level in the Great Saint Realm. If I fight desperately and can seriously injure the opponent...this is not enough!"

Fang Qingyang murmured to himself that the gap between the leader and the saint was more terrifying than he imagined. If it were a prince and a saint, he would have jumped to the next level and killed them.

Every time you improve, the further your realm falls, the wider the gap becomes.

Because the aura and perception required are doubled.

"However, it is not all bad. Once I advance to the True Saint Realm, it will not be difficult to kill the leader of the First Step Ascension Realm."

Fang Qingyang thoughtfully said, "Looking at the five countries, as far as I know, the strongest one should be in the three-step ascension realm. I don't know if there is a peak ascension realm. If it is only the three-step ascension realm, when I am promoted to the leader, there should be a battle." "

After thinking about it, Fang Qingyang still realized that his realm was not strong enough. If he relied on himself to destroy the Liu Kingdom, it would be difficult to do so in a few years.

But, I am not alone!

Fang Qingyang's eyes flashed brightly. As the young master of Tianyu, even if he just invited two black knight uncles to help him, not to mention dispatching troops, it would be enough to destroy the Liu Kingdom.

Tianyu is an existence that competes with larger forces. Tianyuan, one of the three forbidden areas, has been continuously eroded by them and is now in danger.

The land of only five countries, if you say something unpleasant, can be destroyed with a flip of your hand.

"When this war comes to an end for the time being, I will leave and return to the land of the Five Kingdoms together."

Fang Qingyang sneered, full of hope for the future.

Anyone who doesn't scream is a fool!

When the first round of the war ended briefly, more than two months had passed since Fang Qingyang fell into the abyss. The True Dragon Alliance still had not stopped looking for him, but because of the current war, little success had been achieved.

Floating Sky Country, Su Family.

Su Luochuan gradually frowned as he listened to his men's report, "So, you still haven't heard any news about Fang Qingyang after such a long time?"

"Master, the main reason is that the war is too fierce. I heard that both sides have dispatched 80% of their troops to fight each other. Even if our people go in, they don't dare to show up easily. If we are not careful, we will be involved."

Below, Hei Lao looked helpless.

"Before, I asked you to contact Tianyu and ask them to help find it. Is there any news?"

Su Luochuan asked back.

"Yes, the information has just been submitted. I'll give it to the young master."

Hei Lao took out one of the pieces of information from the desk, "This is the reply from Tianyu to our inquiry."

Su Luochuan sat up straight and picked up the information to read it carefully.

After a few breaths, his face was slightly startled, and it seemed that a big stone in his heart was suddenly put down, and he became extremely relaxed.

Then he stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead, saying lightly, "Okay, take all our people back, no need to look for them, they have been found."

Hei Lao was shocked, "What do you mean?"

"It seems that my vision is really good. Fang Qingyang is actually the young master of Tianyu."

Su Luochuan said, "He fell into Tianyuan by accident, but it was a blessing in disguise. He went to the territory of Tianyu and finally found that the master of Tianyu was his father Fang Xuanxiao. Now Fang Xuanxiao has fallen into a coma. The eighteen black riders support him to take the position, but he refused. He is training on the battlefield. Everything is safe."

Hei Lao was directly shocked by the news. After a long time, he murmured, "In other words, the Tianyu force has also become one of ours?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, yes."

Su Luochuan finally smiled.