The Art of the Great Sword

He Chongxiao lost the trace of Fang Qingyang again.

"With my strength in the middle-grade Creation Realm, it should not be difficult to explore this lake."

"But my spiritual sense cannot see through this lake."

"That human cultivator is hiding in this lake, but I can't track him down. What kind of weirdness is this lake filled with?"

He Chongxiao stared at the lake with a serious expression. He thought of the two middle-grade Creation Realm cultivators who had entered the lake before.

It stands to reason that it should be easy for the two middle-grade Creation Realm cultivators to enter the lake to deal with a three-step Feathered Realm cultivator, but judging from what happened now, it is not the case at all.

The lake is not big, but there is a strange force in this lake that intercepts his spiritual sense detection.

He Chongxiao did not dare to step into this lake easily.

He felt that the two people who had set foot in this lake before were likely to have been killed.

"I have seen through your plot. I will stay by this lake. I don't believe you won't come out of this lake!"

He Chongxiao's voice shook the sky, and even Fang Qingyang in the water heard it clearly.

Fang Qingyang frowned when he heard He Chongxiao's words.

The vigilance of this demon cultivator exceeded Fang Qingyang's expectations.

If the other party does not step into this lake, then he has no way to trap the other party to death.

"Haha... you are also a cultivator of the Creation Realm. Now facing me, a cultivator of the third step of the Feathered Realm, are you afraid?"

Fang Qingyang immediately responded loudly.

The lake water cannot block the propagation of sound, but it will weaken the effect of the sound.

His words were clearly transmitted to He Chongxiao's ears, making He Chongxiao furious.

He was a dignified existence in the middle-grade Creation Realm, but he was mocked by Fang Qingyang. If he did not kill the other party, where would his face be!

However, now is not a good time to kill Fang Qingyang. The lake is weird, and there is no idea what kind of danger there is.

He vaguely felt that the two middle-grade Creation Realm beings who had set foot in this lake before had died in it. If he also entered this lake, he would probably die.

"Afraid?"

He Chongxiao responded coldly: "What is there for me to be afraid of, a three-step Feathering Realm insect?"

"You dare to provoke me in this lake. This lake must have some ability that I don't know about, right?"

"You want to trick me into entering this lake? You are dreaming!"

After saying that, He Chongxiao immediately took out his communication jade slip and finally passed the news that Fang Qingyang appeared in this lake to his friends.

He actually wanted to catch Fang Qingyang alone before, but the other party actually hid directly in the lake.

The lake instinctively made him feel that there was a crisis hidden in it that he didn't know about, which caused him to not dare to enter this lake directly.

After he passed the message, he began to wait on the side.

Fang Qingyang didn't know that He Chongxiao had already sent a message to other demon cultivators. He stood in front of the statue, thinking about how to attract more Creation Realm cultivators.

"This guy is too cautious. It's not easy to trick him in."

Fang Qingyang thought about it, and suddenly took out the broken Creation Spirit Weapon from the small world of the Corrupted Demon Clan cultivator.

Even if it was a broken Creation Spirit Weapon, he thought it should be able to attract some Creation Realm cultivators to enter this place.

Before, he thought that these Creation Realm beings of the Demon Clan should have a Creation Spirit Weapon in their hands, but considering that the two middle-grade Creation Realm cultivators he killed didn't take out the Creation Spirit Weapon, he thought that the Creation Spirit Weapon should be very precious to the Creation Realm cultivators.

After he took out the Creation Spirit Weapon, he immediately sent a voice message to the middle-aged man in the Dragon Emperor Sword: "Master, I need a little help from you now."

The middle-aged man saw Fang Qingyang take out the rusty spear, and asked: "Do you want me to help you attract other Creation Realm cultivators?"

In fact, Fang Qingyang's purpose is not difficult to guess.

The other party now took out the broken Feathered Spirit Weapon, definitely to attract Creation Realm cultivators into the lake.

Fang Qingyang heard this, he nodded slightly and said: "Yes. I don't know how to activate the breath of this Creation Spirit Weapon. But I want to create a feeling that there is a treasure here for those Creation Realm demons outside."

The middle-aged man heard this, he was silent for a while, and said: "This will not happen again!"

Fang Qingyang was speechless.

He said, "I'm not asking you to help me deal with a strong enemy, I'm just asking you to help me lure the enemy."

"If a cultivator of the Creation Realm enters this place to fight me, it will also help my strength."

"To some extent, this should also be considered an experience."

The middle-aged man did not respond after hearing this.

However, a breathtaking power bloomed on the Dragon Emperor Sword in Fang Qingyang's hand, covering the rusty spear.

In an instant, the rusty spear suddenly burst into a bloody light, and a ferocious dragon phantom suddenly appeared on the spear.

Far away, Fang Qingyang even heard a majestic roar.

After the rusty spear was activated, the breath of creation suddenly appeared on the lake and spread to the surroundings.

After the middle-aged man activated the power of good fortune on the rusty spear, he said to Fang Qingyang: "I have created the feeling that there is a treasure of good fortune here. If those demon cultivators in the realm of good fortune outside are greedy enough, they will definitely come here."

Fang Qingyang heard this and hurriedly said to the middle-aged man: "Thank you for your help, Master!"

Before, he didn't know how to attract more great sages in the realm of good fortune.

Now with the breath of this treasure of good fortune, it is estimated that those guys will continue to enter this lake!

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"He Chongxiao, have you found the trace of the cultivator that the master wants to arrest?"

Above the nameless lake, four streams of light flew straight towards He Chongxiao.

Four strange-looking demon cultivators descended here.

When the four appeared, one of them had a green face and fangs, but the lower body was a centipede. He immediately asked He Chongxiao.

This demon cultivator has a cultivation level of the middle-grade creation realm. His name is Wu Long, and he is the patriarch of the Tianyuan Poison Demon Clan.

The other three are the patriarchs of the Mantis Demon Clan, the Cockroach Demon Clan, and the Bone Demon Clan.

They have a good relationship with He Chongxiao. After receiving the message from He Chongxiao, they rushed here directly.

When He Chongxiao heard what Wu Long said, he nodded slightly and said, "Yes! Now that person is at the bottom of the lake!"