The Art of the Great Sword

"Too strong."

After Song Yi saw Fang Qingyang's offensive, his eyes couldn't help but shine, "Xiao Wu, you are also in the Great Sage Realm. Your combat power is much stronger than mine. That means you are not from Central Continent. Otherwise, when we selected the Fifth Young Master, What's wrong with anyone else?"

With that said, Song Yi took out his knife and slashed forward fiercely.

A Great Holy Realm monk who was standing in the way responded hastily, and his entire arm was cut off with a knife, and blood splashed into the sky.

"Liu Guo, damn it!"

On the other side, Liu Qijing roared, holding a knife with both hands, and slashed downwards with an unprecedented momentum. The Great Saint Realm monk who had lost an arm by Song Yi screamed and was split into two on the spot.

Such a tragic situation directly shocked other people.

"This... is coming with such force!"

On the top of the city, several lieutenants stood up. They were all at the level of the Great Saint. If the two armies were to confront each other, these lieutenants would definitely be a killer once they joined the battlefield.

However, at this time, just being in the Great Saint Realm can no longer make any waves.

Only the strong men in the True Saint Realm can barely block the impact of Fang Qingyang and others.

In an instant, an angry roar came from the city, "You, the Tang State, are really going to start a real war with us. Have you ever thought about whether you can win if we really want to fight?"

It's the second-step leader.

Previously, Liu Nan made a move from Tianyu City to kill Fang Qingyang. He thought that he had done it perfectly. As long as he killed all the people present, no one would know that it was a powerful leader-level person who did it. However, there was Yan Yun beside Fang Qingyang. Mountain.

Nowadays, the leader of this second step does not dare to take action easily.

He was afraid that the murderous god of Yanyun Mountain would follow Fang Qingyang.

"Since we are here, it means that we have made all preparations. If you, Liu Guo, are really capable, you will gather all the leaders here to see whose life is tougher!"

Fang Qingyang laughed loudly and rushed to the top of the city. He controlled the Ten Thousand Sword Art with one hand. Thousands of magic swords roared mightily at this moment, rolling up continuously, piercing everything, even the void. The blow shook him uneasily.

All the great saint realm lieutenants who came into contact with the sword array were completely knocked away by this aura, ranging from serious injuries to direct death.

Even Hu Yu has now reached the cultivation level of the Middle Saint Realm.

He relied on his own strength to face the three middle saints, and he was so powerful that he did not fall behind in the slightest. After all, he was the most talented person in the Tang Dynasty, and his combat performance was naturally good.

These few people directly turned the entire Tianyu City upside down.

"Fang Qingyang, you are so presumptuous!"

Finally, with a roar, two true saint realm powerhouses appeared.

They were killing Fang Qingyang from the left and from the right, full of hatred.

Fang Qingyang smiled, "In the past two months, I have been fighting against the demons in the Tianyuan, and countless holy realms have died in my hands. Now facing you, Liu Kingdom, you..."

At this point, his tone deliberately paused, "You have so many holy realms, do you want to kill them for me?"

After saying that, he suddenly swung his sword, and the Dragon Emperor Sword drove forward with the power of rules to kill him.

Kill the god with one sword!

One of them, the True Saint, was clearly so far away from Fang Qingyang that he could not avoid being killed by a sword. He was cut into two parts on the spot, which was extremely tragic.

The other person's pupils shrank violently, but he had no choice but to fire the arrow. He gritted his teeth, took out his trump card, and shot towards Fang Qingyang.

"Too weak."

Fang Qingyang shook his head, raised his hand and struck vertically, changing the idea of ​​​​attacking. This sword brought tremendous pressure, and he swung it with the force of the undefeated king's fist.

The great saint's expression changed greatly, and he had no choice but to hold his spiritual soldiers above his head, trying to take the blow. He heard a deafening explosion in the void, and his body directly smashed through the city wall and fell into the ground.

The earth is cracked and cracked.

The arms of the great saint were broken. That was the result of forcibly blocking Fang Qingyang's sword. It would be as miserable as it was.

“There shouldn’t be only two True Saints in this city, right?”

Fang Qingyang felt a little unsatisfied. He took a deep breath and shouted loudly, "All those under the leader, get out of here. I will use my own power to kill you all! Please torture!"

This loud roar resounded through the sky and spread throughout hundreds of miles.

Arrogant, domineering, arrogant.

You can use any word to describe Fang Qingyang at this moment.

But, he is standing here, and he is clearly asking you to kill him. Let's see if you have this ability.

Under the leader, he is invincible!

Of course, the leader can also take action, he just needs to bear the corresponding consequences.

The whole place fell into a dead silence.

A few breaths later, three more true saints came out of Tianyu City.

Their eyes were complicated, and one could see anger, annoyance, fear and many other emotions in them. In fact, it was easy to understand that Fang Qingyang was chopping melons and vegetables with overwhelming force. Even if three of them took action together, they would still die.

However, they must hold on.

The leader-level experts are still on their way. If they cannot hold on, Tianyu City will be handed over to others. Their responsibilities as soldiers prevent them from retreating.

Fang Qingyang sighed, "It seems that the entire Tianyu City is just like this, boring at best. I hope that the number of strong men who will come to reinforce us can be larger."

As he spoke, he took a step forward and swung the Dragon Emperor Sword.

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All the saints in Tianyu City have been killed, and the only remaining leader is standing on the top of the city, trembling all over.

He looked at Fang Qingyang, and then at Song Yi and others. As long as he was willing to sacrifice everything and kill, he would definitely kill half of these geniuses.

But he didn't dare.

Because there was a Yan Yunshan standing on the warship in the distance.

As for Yan Yunshan, he knew his background very well. He was a big shot in the Tianyu.

Liu Nan was dragged over by him thousands of miles away before, and the leader witnessed it with his own eyes, which left him with extreme trauma at that time.

Now it's finally his turn.

"Fang Qingyang, you are very strong, really strong, but our Liu country will not give up."

After the leader said this, his voice was hoarse, "According to the rules, I didn't attack you, and people above the leader are not allowed to start a war, so you can't touch me!"

After saying this, he flew into the space and wanted to escape.

However, at this moment, Yan Yunshan on the warship took action.

"Did I let you...go?"

Yan Yunshan was very lazy. He stretched out his big hand and directly covered the world. The leader was crushed directly in a burst of extreme screams and turned into blood mist.

Fang Qingyang grinned, "You still want to fool me, saying that the leaders don't fight each other...This rule has been broken since the moment Liu Nan wanted to kill me. Next, it will be your death, it's just a matter of time."

At this time, black clouds covered the sky in the distance.

The terrifying pressure formed, and the world was shaking.

Song Yi, Liu Qijing, Li Mingyi, Hu Yu and others, their bodies softened under this breath, and their pupils were shocked.

Fang Qingyang was a little amused, "It seems that the leader army of Liu State has arrived."