The Art of the Great Sword

After hearing Fang Qingyang's words, both the mysterious woman and Chen Jun had surprise written on their faces.

Now, does Fang Qingyang still have any trump cards?

Just when the two of them were confused, Fang Qingyang showed all his aura.

At the same time, with his body as the center, the spiritual energy within a radius of a hundred miles rushed towards his body crazily.

Immediately afterwards, the clear sky suddenly turned dark, and a breathtaking momentum came from the sky, causing the mysterious woman and Chen Jun to change their colors.

"You...this is what you rely on?"

Chen Jun stared at Fang Qingyang in disbelief. He still remembered that when he saw Fang Qingyang before, this guy's cultivation was only at the three-step feathering stage.

It is already very good that the other party can raise his cultivation level to the peak feathering realm in a short period of time, but now, he is actually preparing to directly attack the creation realm!

"I see!"

The mysterious woman also said: "I thought you had some tricks up your sleeve, but it turns out you want to overcome the tribulation!"

She looked at the dark clouds descending from the sky and said with disdain: "Monks in this world will experience heavenly calamity after their cultivation reaches the level of Ascension."

"The catastrophe of ascension is difficult to overcome, but the catastrophe of creation is even more difficult."

"You don't have any accumulation, but you want to set foot in the realm of creation. Even if we don't take action against you, you will be dead!"

She shook her head slightly, and then said to Chen Jun: "Since he is going to survive the tribulation, let's just watch from the sidelines as he dies under the attack of the tribulation!"

Chen Jun nodded slightly and said, "This is just the right time to watch a good show!"

The two of them retreated quickly, and when they retreated, they took the evil body with them.

When Su Luochuan saw the two people retreating and the thick black clouds covering Fang Qingyang's head, he asked with some worry: "Lao Wu, are you sure?"

Fang Qingyang said: "Brother, it's just a calamity. That senior has given us so many benefits. If we can't survive this calamity, then we will be too sorry for that senior."

When Su Luochuan heard this, he said, "I will protect you!"

He actually wanted to overcome the catastrophe first, but Fang Qingyang triggered the catastrophe first.

If Fang Qingyang did not directly attack the creation realm, then he would directly attack the creation realm.

When Fang Qingyang heard this, he said to Su Luochuan: "Brother, be careful! Those people are still waiting aside."

"I know!"

Su Luochuan nodded slightly, and then quickly stepped aside.

After Su Luochuan retreated, the calamity cloud above Fang Qingyang's head also quickly condensed.

"Something's wrong. My current cultivation level has not yet broken through to the realm of creation. Why did this catastrophe suddenly come?"

Fang Qingyang felt the gathering clouds of calamity above the sky, and his color changed slightly.

When he was in the Ascension Realm, he faced the catastrophe only after he reached the first level of the Ascension Realm.

Judging from this rule, his cultivation should have reached the realm of creation before he would face the catastrophe.

But he is now impacting the realm of creation, and he has not yet entered the realm of creation. As a result, the disaster has come, which is completely beyond his expectation!

How can I survive this calamity without raising my cultivation level to the realm of creation?

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Fang Qingyang absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. At the same time, he took out individual elixirs of emergence from his own small world and swallowed them directly.

Pure spiritual energy poured into Fang Qingyang's body, pushing his cultivation towards the realm of creation.

And just when he was hitting the realm of creation, in the cloud-covered sky, a bolt of thunder suddenly pierced the sky, carrying a soul-stirring power, and struck straight towards him.

Click...

The thunder contained an unparalleled power, and Fang Qingyang had no time to continue to attack the realm of creation. He suddenly waved the Dragon Emperor Sword in his hand, and the sharp sword light pierced the sky, and immediately collided with the thunder.

The sword energy is composed of spiritual energy and has unrivaled sharp attack power.

When the sword energy hit the thunderbolt, his sword energy shattered directly, but the power of the thunderbolt was not reduced. Instead, it struck directly towards him.

Boom...

The thunder fell on Fang Qingyang's body, and the golden dragon scales on his body suddenly burst out with a burst of golden light, blocking the remaining power of the thunder.

"Did the first thunder have such power?"

Fang Qingyang looked up at his tribulation cloud. The power burst out from this tribulation cloud definitely reached the realm of creation, but now he was only at the peak of the feathering realm. Even if he understood the power of creation, he wanted to use this It is definitely not an easy task to survive the catastrophe.

"Come on, let me see how powerful this calamity is!"

Fang Qingyang was holding the Dragon Emperor Sword. When the Dragon Transformation Technique was used, his three-foot dragon body looked majestic.

The second thunder came quickly from the calamity cloud, its speed was comparable to teleportation, and before Fang Qingyang could draw his sword, the thunder fell on him.

Rumble...

The thunder contained strong destructive power, and several pieces of the dragon scales on his head were broken off by this blow.

Pain passed into Fang Qingyang's mind, and the power of attacking the soul was shouted in this thunder, which brought him huge trouble.

"Why are there still soul attacks!"

Fang Qingyang was shocked. When Yu Hua Jie launched an attack specifically on his physical body.

And now, this thunder actually contained a soul attack. He was hit by this thunder without warning, and a tearing pain immediately came from his soul, forcing him to use all his soul power to expel the power of the heavenly tribulation remaining in his body.

But before he could expel this soul attack, another thunder appeared on his head without any warning.

This thunder already contained the power of space, and when Fang Qingyang had no reaction, it fell directly on his head!

The pain intensified, and Fang Qingyang only felt that the fire of his soul was trembling.

His head was a little dizzy, and it was no longer as clear as before.

Moreover, the power of space acted on him, and the tearing pain seemed to tear his body into pieces!

At this point, Fang Qingyang suddenly realized that if he passively waited for the thunder to attack him, he would definitely die in this heavenly tribulation!

At this moment, regardless of his injuries, he turned into a stream of light and rushed straight towards the calamity cloud above the sky.

With the Dragon Emperor Sword in hand, the sword energy spread in all directions. He applied the power of space creation to the Dragon Emperor Sword, making his attack particularly fierce!