The Art of the Great Sword

When Su Luochuan heard Fang Qingyang's words, he directly spread his consciousness to the surroundings and instantly found the demon clan that Fang Qingyang mentioned.

Seeing the actions of these monster monks, he said: "These rats who only dare to hide in the gutter actually want to destroy the formations engraved by my human ancestors on this Luo Luo Mountain?"

When Fang Qingyang heard this, he asked in surprise: "Are they breaking the formation?"

Su Luochuan nodded and said: "The location they have reached now is a node in the Luolu Mountain Forbidden Demon Array."

After saying this, he said to Fang Qingyang: "Since we have encountered this matter, we cannot let it go!"

"Let's go, catch them first!"

After saying these words, Su Luochuan's body turned into a stream of light and left this place.

When Fang Qingyang saw this, he immediately followed him and left the place.

The ten Great Saint Realm monks who were originally staying here became shocked when they saw Fang Qingyang and Su Luochuan leaving.

"Monster clan? There is a demon clan in Luopo Mountain?"

The young man in linen clothes was stunned for a short time and then said: "Could the bewitching power we have been affected by is because the demon clan is behind it?"

"It's very possible!"

A monk from the Great Saint Realm responded to the young man's words. He said: "The other party used the power of bewitchment to bewitch us here. It is probably to kill us directly."

As soon as the Great Saint Realm monk finished speaking, another Great Saint Realm monk retorted: "This is impossible! If you really want to kill us, why use the power of bewitchment to bewitch us?"

"The demon clan that can bewitch us Great Saint Realm monks should also have the strength to kill us directly!"

When these words came out of this demon cultivator's mouth, everyone shuddered.

They didn't know where Fang Qingyang and Su Luochuan went, but judging from their appearance when they left, they must have gone to find those demon cultivators.

"Let's go, let's leave this Luo Luo Mountain. If we don't leave, I'm afraid we won't have a chance."

The monk in linen clothes realized the seriousness of the matter.

In fact, they did not suffer any attacks. The reason why they seemed to have experienced a battle was entirely because they fought with all their strength after understanding the power of temptation that led them here.

However, just as they were about to leave here, a gloomy voice suddenly came into their ears, "Let's go? Where do you want to go?"

"You've all come here. Is it really okay if you just leave like this without going to take a look at Tianyuan?"

As this gloomy voice reached everyone's ears, the monk who first said that they had been affected by the power of bewitchment suddenly stood up from the crowd.

That gloomy voice came from this monk.

At this time, his eyes suddenly turned red, and an evil aura emanated from his body, shrouding everyone directly.

In an instant, the other nine monks stood together involuntarily after seeing this scene.

Among them, the young man in linen clothes shouted sharply: "Yuntong, are you a demon?"

The monk with red eyes was named Yuntong, and they met in Luolu Mountain.

When Yuntong heard this, a joking smile appeared on his face and he said, "Yuntong? Yuntong has already died. You can call me Yingxi!"

After Ying Xian finished speaking, the young man in linen clothes felt a strong sense of crisis rising in his heart.

He didn't see Yuntong attack him, but the sudden sense of crisis in his heart made him have to be more vigilant!

"careful!"

Just when the monk didn't know where the crisis came from, a black light suddenly came out of his shadow and went straight to the back of his heart.

The other monks immediately reminded him, but he didn't feel any murderous intent at all!

He sensed the crisis, but didn't know where it came from.

He fully mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and spread it all over his body, forming a protective barrier to withstand the crisis encountered in the current situation.

But it's still too late.

The speed of the black light is so fast that this young man in linen clothes cannot resist it!

Just when everyone thought that the young man in linen clothes would die under the attack of the black light, a sword light suddenly struck from a distance.

The sword light came first and struck the black light, erasing all the power contained in the black light.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Qingyang's figure appeared here.

With his appearance, the expression of the being who called himself Ying Xi suddenly became solemn!

"You didn't leave?"

Ying Xian looked at Fang Qingyang who appeared in front of him and said, "It's okay if you don't leave. Since you dare to return here to seek death, then I will help you!"

After he said this, he didn't see any movement, but a black light rushed out from Fang Qingyang's shadow, killing Fang Qingyang.

However, when the black light fell on Fang Qingyang, no harm was caused to Fang Qingyang.

Seeing this scene, Ying Xian's expression became even more ugly.

Before, Fang Qingyang and Su Luochuan came here, and he smelled a strong dangerous aura from these two people, which made him not dare to act rashly.

But now, Fang Qingyang suddenly appeared here. He was about to attack Fang Qingyang directly, but he didn't expect that his attack would not cause even the slightest damage to him!

The other party clearly didn't make any move to resist, but ignored his attack. Could this person be a physical practitioner?

Just when he was guessing Fang Qingyang's specific identity, Fang Qingyang said: "A mere true saint realm shadow demon also wants to attack me?"

In this world, only Shadow Demon can directly attack through other people's shadows.

Anywhere with shadows can become a weapon for the shadow demon.

The Shadow Demon is a natural killer. In the same realm, if there is no defense against the Shadow Demon, it is difficult for anyone to escape the Shadow Demon's sneak attack.

When Yingxiao saw that his attacks could not cause damage to Qingyang, he understood that the other party's cultivation level was at least the Ascension realm, and it was also a physical cultivation level!

"Oh……"

Ying Xian heard the contempt for him in Fang Qingyang's words, and he said coldly: "Why, my cultivation in the True Saint Realm can't get into the eyes of a human ant like you?"

After he finished speaking, he used his power again.

Fang Qingyang's shadow suddenly stood up, waving his fists, and came towards Fang Qingyang!

The fist was fierce, with the power to distort space, and landed on Fang Qingyang's back!