The Art of the Great Sword

Other Nether Clan Creation Realm cultivators were terrified when they saw this scene.

If they still had the idea of ​​attacking Fang Qingyang in their hearts just a moment ago, now, after seeing his strange attack method, they gave up the unrealistic idea in their hearts.

What a joke, with the attack method Fang Qingyang showed now, how could they easily contend with it?

That long sword that appeared out of nowhere, I'm afraid no cultivator present could resist it.

In this case, continuing to be an enemy of Fang Qingyang would definitely be courting death!

"Everyone, what should we do now?"

Another Nether Clan cultivator who had just entered the Creation Realm sent a message to another Nether Clan cultivator in the Creation Realm.

He didn't dare to use words as a means of communication, for he was afraid that Fang Qingyang would directly attack them after hearing what they said.

Each of the long swords that appeared out of nowhere contained an irresistible power.

In this case, if they continued to fight with Fang Qingyang, it would definitely be no different from courting death.

"What else can we do? Delay time. What happened here cannot be hidden from the clan leader and his men. I believe that the clan leader and his men will arrive here soon."

Some Hades cultivators wanted to delay time. The longer they delayed, the better it would be for them.

Fang Qingyang ignored what these Hades cultivators were thinking. He turned his eyes to the crowd and said, "Everyone, if you want to live, stay where you are now and don't move. Then swear in the name of the Heavenly Dao to show your loyalty to me."

"If you want to play tricks, I don't mind killing you all!"

The threatening voice came out of Fang Qingyang's mouth, and all the Hades cultivators here were suddenly caught in a dilemma.

Just as Fang Qingyang's voice fell, a breathtaking power suddenly erupted in the Styx.

In the rolling Styx, bursts of black smoke rose at this time. Along with the appearance of these black smoke, a palace formed by black smoke appeared above the Styx.

The breathtaking power erupted from the palace formed by the smoke.

When the palace appeared here, the Ming clan monks who were suppressed by Fang Qingyang and didn't know what to do, finally let go of the stone hanging in their hearts.

"Finally here!"

"The enemy has killed over our Ming River, how can the strong men of our Ming clan ignore it!"

"The clan leader should have come here in person. The monk who dared to provoke our Ming clan will not escape!"

"..."

Those monks who were suppressed by Fang Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Qingyang saw this and said, "Everyone, do you think you will be safe if your Ming clan reinforcements come?"

Fang Qingyang didn't take the palace formed by the black smoke rising from the Ming River seriously.

As long as there is no eternal giant in the reincarnation realm in the Ming clan, he will not be afraid!

Even now, he still wants to compete with the existence of the first calamity reincarnation realm.

His cultivation was already at the peak of the Creation Realm, and he controlled two kinds of Creation Power, plus the power of the void that did not exist in the material world. He wanted to see if he could break the limit of the realm and fight against the cultivators of the Samsara Realm with the cultivation of the Creation Realm!

At this moment, Fang Qingyang's eyes were full of fighting spirit.

And those underworld cultivators who heard his words turned their eyes to Fang Qingyang.

Some underworld cultivators even mocked directly: "Haha..."

"I have seen arrogant people, but I have never seen anyone as arrogant as you."

"The patriarch of my underworld is here in person, and you dare to speak arrogantly here. You simply don't know how to write the word death!"

After the underworld cultivator said this, he found that the other underworld cultivators around him were staring at him with complicated expressions.

The underworld cultivator who said Fang Qingyang didn't know how to write the word "death" had his body arranged into the word "death". I didn't expect that this guy would dare to provoke Fang Qingyang with such words now!

There is no doubt that Fang Qingyang's combat power is in the realm of creation, and there are definitely not many opponents.

Moreover, the opponent is too calm now. Although the Nether God Temple of the Nether Clan has appeared, he still does not feel nervous at all, but continues to threaten them.

In this way, this person is either a fool, or he really has the strength to despise their Nether Clan.

Otherwise, if it were a cultivator with a slightly normal mind, how could he say such a thing!

At the same time, Fang Qingyang also took action.

He used the power of space creation as a guide, and merged it with the power of the void, forming an invisible big hand, which suddenly appeared in front of the Nether Clan cultivator who provoked him.

The Nether Clan cultivator who provoked Fang Qingyang only felt an unimaginable force acting on himself.

Before he could react, his body exploded, and was actually arranged by Fang Qingyang into the word "death"!

"I am quite familiar with the writing of the word 'death'. I have only shown you two ways to write it. Do you still need me to show you how to write the word 'death'?"

After arranging the Nether Clan cultivator into the shape of the word 'death', Fang Qingyang's contemptuous voice reached everyone's ears again.

All the Nether Clan cultivators who heard this did not know what to say for a while.

Fang Qingyang is too strong.

The power displayed from him is too strong, making them feel that the shadow of death may cover them at any time.

This is the territory of the Hades, and the Hades Temple of the Hades has already appeared here, but Fang Qingyang still dares to attack them. How can this guy be so brave!

"You are too much!"

At this time, a cold voice came from the Hades Temple.

Then, a middle-aged man with a domineering face walked out of the Hades Temple.

As soon as this person appeared, his momentum was completely revealed.

A breathtaking force suddenly erupted from this person, and then he raised his hand and grabbed Fang Qingyang.

Just when this person raised his hand to grab Fang Qingyang, Fang Qingyang directly swung his fist and blasted the other person's big hand.

"Unbeatable King Fist!"

He roared, and the domineering power of destiny was contained in this Unbeatable King Fist. With one punch, that kind of domineering power was to make everything around it surrender.

Boom...

When the Unbeaten King Fist collided with the middle-aged man's big hand, the middle-aged man's offensive was immediately annihilated. On the other hand, Fang Qingyang's Unbeaten King Fist did not lose its power at all!