The Art of the Great Sword

Those threads were the terrifying power emerging from the heart. After Fang Qingyang used his treasured bone magical power, these threads were completely retained in his body.

The pain gradually lessened. Under the influence of Baogu's magical power, these threads were trapped in his body and absorbed energy in reverse.

The majestic energy continuously poured into Fang Qingyang's body, and he was using this power to temper his body.

Now, he completely regards the energy emerging from his heart as the energy to improve his cultivation.

Fang Qingyang's physical body was rapidly strengthening, and the attacks that turned into threads completely became the nourishment for him to improve his strength.

"You are weird! You can directly transform and absorb the power I used to attack you, and transform it into the nourishment for improving your cultivation. You really surprise me."

At this time, a cold voice came from the heart.

Immediately afterwards, all the threads heading towards Fang Qingyang came to an abrupt end.

However, the sound of the beating heart was transmitted again. Even though Fang Qingyang had blocked his hearing, he still couldn't avoid hearing the sound.

Boom, boom, boom...

Like a magic sound, this beating heartbeat caused the blood in Fang Qingyang's body to beat along with this rhythm.

This disrupted Fang Qingyang's current actions.

Even though he used his magical powers to resolve the current offensive, he still felt that he could not control the blood in his body.

How powerful is this heart?

Fang Qingyang is not ready to continue like this.

He took a deep breath, and all his strength was concentrated on the Dragon Emperor Sword in his hand, and he used it to kill the God with one sword once again.

This move actually requires accumulation and continuous cultivation in order to reach the highest power of killing gods with one sword.

Today he has already used the move of killing gods with one sword. If he uses it again now, the power of this move will probably not be much better than that of killing gods with one sword before.

But Fang Qingyang no longer cares so much.

Even though his hearing is blocked, he is still affected by the heartbeat. If he allows the heartbeat to continue, he is afraid that he will fall into a more difficult situation!

call out……

A ray of sword light burst out from the Dragon Emperor Sword at this moment, as if it was going to split the sky.

The sword light moved forward, crushing the voice that rushed into his mind, crushing the obstacles created by the heart, and fell on the heart again like a broken bamboo.

The extreme sharpness can crush all obstacles in the world. The heart seems to have sensed the danger it is facing now. Immediately, I saw tentacles suddenly growing out of the heart, one after another moving towards it. The incoming sword energy was intercepted.

Puff puff puff...

The blood-colored tentacles were like chickens and dogs when faced with the move of killing a god with a sword, and could not effectively intercept it at all.

The overwhelming power seemed to ignore the realm, causing those tentacles to continue to shatter.

"This sword has something!"

An angry voice came from the heart at this moment.

That is to say, when this voice was spoken, all the bloody tentacles condensed by the heart were cut off!

Not only that, the sword energy even penetrated the heart, and its power spread to unknown distances!

The heartbeat sound disappeared at this moment.

Su Luochuan on the side was stunned when he saw the sword light that Fang Qingyang had just slashed out.

Being in the same sword master realm, Fang Qingyang used one sword to kill the god after reaching the first step of the Ascension Realm. Its power seemed to exceed the limit of power that a monk in the Ascension Realm could use.

The heart was split in half by the God-Slaying Sword, and red blood spurted out from the heart, sweeping in all directions like a wave.

Su Luochuan immediately chose to intercept the blood.

At the same time, he heard an angry voice coming from the heart, "Impossible! How can a mere ant at the level of feathering be able to hurt me?"

"Ant? I have hurt your fundamentals and brought you to the point of death. In your eyes, am I still like an ant?"

A contemptuous voice came out at this moment, it was Fang Qingyang's voice.

The move he used this time to kill the god with one sword consumed almost all the power in his body.

Now let alone killing gods with one sword, he is even a little unsteady when standing.

However, the effect of this move is also very good.

Compared with the one-sword sword he used before to kill the god, the move he just used was a fusion of his heart energy, his will and his determination to kill.

The power of this move is unprecedented, and it can be regarded as Fang Qingyang's extraordinary performance.

It was also this sword that completely destroyed the heart.

This time the heart was split in half, which meant it was completely destroyed.

This heart cannot be reunited even if it wants to!

"Don't be complacent! I am recovering. When I fully recover, all the monks who set foot in the Evil Yin Demon Tower will die!"

That furious voice reached Fang Qingyang's ears again.

When Fang Qingyang heard this, he said: "It turns out that this is just a part of your body!"

"That is to say, as long as I completely destroy your other resurrecting bodies, you will completely perish?"

After saying this, there was no response from the exasperated voice.

The heart had been completely crushed by Fang Qingyang and had lost its vitality.

The heart had just revived, but it fell again.

Fang Qingyang, who did not get a response, stood there for a while, until he found that the heart was withering and destroying, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Fang Qingyang immediately dispersed his Dragon Transformation Art.

Now maintaining the Dragon Transformation Art is almost relying on his will to support it. If the heart is not completely destroyed, it is estimated that any attack will cause serious damage to him!

"Hu..."

Fang Qingyang returned to his original appearance, and he didn't even have the strength to change his clothes.

"Finally solved the crisis here. It's a pity that I didn't find a way to solve the problem of being possessed by the devil."

Fang Qingyang lay on the ground and gasped.

Su Luochuan looked at Fang Qingyang with a complicated expression and sighed: "Old Five, your current level is unmatched among the five of us."

"You have come to this point in such a short time, I am proud of you!"

Then, Su Luochuan said: "Next, I should also improve my strength."