The Art of the Great Sword

"How is it possible? This formation can even contain the True Saint Realm. Even if you want to easily break through the formation and get out of the Ascension Realm in one step, it is not an easy task..."

"Why, why can he break through without any hindrance?"

Everyone on the top of the city was dumbfounded. They looked at each other and couldn't think of an answer.

"Either...either he is an array master who has reached at least the leader level, or..."

There was an array master who was shivering and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Either what?"

The general next to him noticed something was wrong and asked quickly.

"Either, his own realm has already far exceeded the limit that we can imagine, so this formation is like walking on plain ground for him!"

The array mage said these words with difficulty.

The whole place fell into an eerie silence.

"No, don't worry. I heard that when Zero Night City was destroyed before, this man didn't take action. He must be a leader-level figure, but we both have an agreement that the leader of the Ascension Realm must not take action at will... "

The general wiped the sweat from his forehead to comfort everyone.

Everyone nodded, but a gloom fell over their hearts and they couldn't get rid of it.

Fang Qingyang stood alone in the formation, looking in all directions, a flash of light flashed between his brows, "Yes, you can draw such a formation in such a short time. It can be seen that you have put your heart into it. Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, The formation will have no effect!"

"Son, you are talking arrogantly!"

"As a great saint, what ability do you have to deal with this formation?"

"If a strong man above the leader doesn't take action, this formation alone can trap you and kill you!"

On the top of the city, the group of formation mages suddenly cursed.

They would never allow the formation they had worked so hard to carve to be belittled like this.

"Really?"

Fang Qingyang sneered. He activated the Law-breaking Book and saw his eyes bursting with light at an extremely fast speed. The light was completely white, but it revealed a different whiteness.

Under the illumination of white light, this power seemed to be able to break through illusions. All the formations became unreal in his eyes, like rootless duckweeds standing on the illusory floating water, and this duckweed was The foundation of the formation.

As long as the foundation is broken, the formation will completely lose its effect.

boom!

With a loud noise, two terrifying roaring auras condensed out of thin air in the formation, crashing down from the sky, like a mountain suppressing it. Fang Qingyang refused to hide, letting the huge force hit his head and shoulders.

He walked forward slowly, one step after another. No matter how violent the blow was, his body never shook at all.

It hurts, of course it hurts.

But Fang Qingyang could completely ignore this pain.

He doesn't care about the process.

He only cares about the results!

"He...he is so physically strong?"

"Quick, increase your strength!"

The eyes of many formation mages were condensed, and they all shouted loudly.

As they activated the formation, another strong wind swept across, the earth fissured, and dozens of sharp spikes protruded, piercing Fang Qingyang's feet and legs.

Wounds formed and cracks spread.

Blood spilled out all at once.

But Fang Qingyang continued to move forward as if he was not affected at all.

"No, where is he going?"

"That...that's our formation!"

The face of an array mage suddenly changed, "But, why does he know where our array eye is?"

"Maybe, it's just a coincidence!"

Even so, they still didn't believe that Fang Qingyang could handle all this easily.

This is a terrifying formation that can restrain even the True Saint Realm!

laugh!

A fierce sword energy came to kill. This was the general, the true saint realm strongman, who had released his sword energy in advance and concentrated it in the formation. Once it was touched, the sword would strike at the head, and it would be as powerful as the sword energy. Practice terror, incomparable.

This time, Fang Qingyang could no longer ignore it.

Even though he is powerful, it is not to the extent that he can even ignore the sword energy of a true saint realm expert.

Bang!

Fang Qingyang raised his arm and blocked the sword energy.

The sword energy struck deeply into Fang Qingyang's arm, forming a scar that was as deep as the bone. A sharp pain suddenly entered his mind, but he remained silent without saying a word and continued to walk forward.

"Even the sword energy of the True Saint Realm can't do anything to him?"

I saw the True Saint Realm Master frowning in a "Chuan" shape. He raised the magic sword in his hand and was thinking about whether to rush into the formation to intercept him. Suddenly, he saw the bodies of several formation mages around him trembling involuntarily.

"What's wrong?"

As a general, he immediately realized something was wrong.

"General, he...he reached out and grabbed the eye of this formation!"

"He found the formation!"

The faces of the array masters became very ugly, as if they had eaten flies.

In their eyes, Fang Qingyang's grasp of the formation's eyes meant that everything had settled.

"This battle is over."

Fang Qingyang sneered, and his palm suddenly exerted force, crushing the formation eye with a click. At the same time, the light of the surrounding formation quickly dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the light completely disappeared, Fang Qingyang rose up against the sky and drove thousands of magic swords into the city.

The general was horrified, "Don't retreat, hold on!"

He was the first to rush forward.

Another bloody battle.

This battle was much more difficult than the previous one because they got the news in advance and made a series of responses.

However, it does serve very few purposes.

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The border of Tang Dynasty.

This was a new border. Different from the previous one, after being invaded by three cities in a row, the Tang State had no choice but to retreat thousands of miles inward and re-station its troops in another city.

Tan You's left arm was injured and had been covered with plaster and wrapped with white cloth to fix it.

He sat in the meeting hall with a cold expression, his right fist clenched, and he was very angry as he listened to the reports from the deputy general below.

"General, the order from the imperial city has been issued again, asking us to abandon this city and retreat five hundred miles again!"

The deputy general looked calm, "Although this move is a bit cowardly, I think it is the best way. The Liu Kingdom occupies the three major cities and uses them as horns for each other. If they want to attack here, they don't need to spend much money at all." If we use our strength and send out troops in three directions, this city cannot stop us, and we will lose many soldiers by then..."

"I will never retreat!"

Tan You roared, "Today we will cut three cities, and tomorrow we will cut five cities. Then we have to sleep overnight. When we look around, the army of the Liu Kingdom has arrived again! If you keep retreating, you will never be able to retreat completely. If you can fight, you can." Fight, you can fight even if you don’t retreat. If you can’t fight, you can’t fight. Even if you retreat, you can’t fight!”

Many lieutenants were silent, with flames burning in their eyes, their fists clenched, and an extremely angry emotion growing in their minds.

They were not convinced and unwilling.

We are all soldiers, who wants to be humiliated and beaten on the head like this?

"We are just waiting for the general's order, and we will fight together with the general!"

A lieutenant shouted angrily.

Immediately afterwards, others responded one after another.

Tan You burst into tears. He had suffered two defeats before, but instead of distrusting him, these lieutenants still followed him closely.

With such followers, how can we not win?

Just when he was about to give the order, a scout rushed in quickly, "General...general, good news, great news!"