I run a cram school in the realm of self-cultivation

The whole body of the sword tower is pitch black, standing there in a posture that reaches the sky and covers the earth.On its southeast, northwest, and four sides, there is a thick gate inlaid, and there is a long queue in front of each gate.

The closest to Fang He is the South Gate.

The closer he gets, the more he can feel an invisible pressure coming from his head. The sword energy in his body is continuously compressed and condensed, as if being held in the palm of a giant palm, kneaded up and down, and finally let go lightly .

Fang He paused for a moment, then pretended to be nonchalant and walked forward until he reached the end of the line.His eyes naturally fell on the monks in front of him.

Obviously, the two monks in front of him came in a team.One is a swordsman, the other is an array mage, and the two team up, which is the most common match for making money in the sword tower.

When they saw Fang He lined up behind them, they also looked at Fang He, and then looked away with disdain.To be honest, a monk at the golden core stage is not worthy of their attention at all.So, they chatted like no one else was there.

The swordsman is a tough man with a beard.He is wearing a strong suit at the moment, which can just highlight his smooth lines.At this moment, he turned slightly sideways, raised his head and looked at the projection above his head, and said to the formation mage:

"We'll go directly to the third floor in a moment. It's a place that hasn't been visited by those weak chickens. The quality of the sword shadow is very high." When he said this, his eyes slightly glanced to the side, and his eyes fell on Fang He. Obviously brought a bit of disgust.

The formation master standing in front of him was extremely short.The white formation association robe was worn on him, making him look extraordinarily cute and smart.But at this moment, he opened his eyes slightly, his big eyes were full of arrogance, he didn't even look at Fang He, and only responded implicitly:

"Ah."

He paused, as if showing off, and said to the swordsman: "I recently learned two new formations, the Meditation Formation and the Nine-Back Formation. I don't know where the genius came from. The formations of these two difficulty levels have been improved. Presumably these two formations will come in handy when we break into the tower later, and maybe we can still board a piece of image by then."

Being on the video is undoubtedly the fastest way to become famous in the sky.And Fang He, who was following behind them, touched his nose as if nothing had happened.

The line moves fast.

Soon, it was Fang He's turn.Fang He walked in, and felt an invisible coercion coming from above him.

Fang He's footsteps paused slightly, only feeling the sword energy in his body swim slightly in the meridians.The array mage and swordsman in front of him just noticed his strangeness.

The big man laughed out loud, every beard on his face was full of sarcasm.He said: "I think this little boy has probably never been to the sword tower. Maybe...he doesn't even have a single point of sword energy."

As he spoke, a sword suddenly appeared in his hand.The blade was very soft, and following the movements of the big man, it shook a few times in the air, making a "snapping" sound.

The big man stepped forward, resting his rough fingers on the tip of the sword, gently pressing down on the handle, and the sword body bent into a strange arc.He walked in front of Fang He, loosened his rough fingers slightly, and the blade, which had been suppressed to the extreme, finally bounced upwards.

Seeing that the extremely sharp sword tip was about to be thrown at Fang He's white and clean face, a smug light flashed in the big man's eyes, and he said in a rough voice: "Ah, little brother, isn't it..."

Before he could fully utter the word "Qi", his eyes suddenly widened slightly, as if he had seen something unbelievable.A look of panic flashed in his pupils.

Standing in front of him, the little white face that he didn't notice before, suddenly had a smile on his expressionless face, and then at some point, a sword appeared in his hand.

The sword rose slightly, silently, but it woke up Xue and darkened Yue.

The big man didn't react at all.

"Click", only a very small sound was heard.The soft sword in the big man's hand turned into powder, and dissipated into the air with a slight movement.

The big man froze for a moment, he raised his eyes stiffly, and his eyes met Fang He's smiling face.Fang He gently raised his sword, and the cold tip of the sword touched the big man's face.

The big man swallowed his saliva, his eyes fixed firmly on the tip of Fang He's sword, for fear that if he shook, the sword would be directly inserted into his skull.

He was full of regret at the moment.

Who would have known that a monk who was only at the golden core stage would have such terrifying talent in the way of swordsmanship.Given his age and cultivation, such a person might be a genius who came out of nowhere.

The big man could only feel the sword moving slowly around his lips.He could feel that the beard he had grown for many years was being shaved off bit by bit.

When the black stubble fell to the ground, the big man only felt a burst of heartache, but at the moment he couldn't care less about it.

Finally, Fang He seemed to be tired of playing, put down the sword in his hand, and wiped the tip of the sword on the big man's clothes.Those beards that hadn't completely fallen off and stuck to it were rubbed off little by little.

He raised his eyes and looked at the big man with a half-smile: "You are called a little boy with this look."

The lower half of the big man's face was always covered by his beard and was not exposed to light.At this moment, being eliminated by Fang He, it turned out to be a little white, especially in stark contrast to the black face in the first half of the chapter.

Fang He put away his sword and walked in, his figure quickly disappeared in the darkness.

The big man was completely limp on the ground, he only felt the soles of his feet go numb, he wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and murmured, "It's really horrible."

"Horror?" The formation master standing aside felt that these two adjectives were inexplicable. He lowered his voice and said to the big man, "It's okay, he didn't kill you after all."

The formation master said: "If our Tianjiao He Wei, I am afraid that not only will you be killed, but you will also be ruined."

The big man shook his head and said, "You don't understand."

For that person just now, although the corners of his mouth were raised and his eyes were smiling, they were cold when they fell on him.Those eyes were like looking at a dead person.

Just when his eyes fell on himself, he felt that he had lost his breath.

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Fang He walked towards the inside of the sword tower.

In the pitch-black tower, only the lights on one side of the wall were shining brightly, and it was barely possible to see the surrounding situation clearly.

There are not many people on the first floor.After almost everyone came here, they would walk towards the second floor without hesitation.

Because in the first layer, most of them are sword qi, and almost all of them are one or two points of sword qi.Even if Fang He walked into it without any cover, the sword energy couldn't scratch Fang He's clothes.

He found the stairs leading to the second floor quite leisurely, and when he was about to step in, he felt the originally powerless sword energy in the first floor suddenly turned in the same direction.Their sword tips pointed at Fang He in unison.

The murderous intent all over the sky instantly locked on Fang He.

Fang He's back straightened, and his nerves tensed up instantly.

In an instant, the sword energy on the first floor of the sword tower surged and attacked Fang He.The overwhelming power seemed to faintly puncture the first floor of the tower.

The scene was magnificent.

Fang He clenched the sword in his hand and raised it again.This time, he didn't show mercy like he did to the big guy.All the surging spiritual power in his body was poured into the sword in his hand.

His sword has not yet been raised.

Just a little bit of snowflakes fell from mid-air, silently falling on the sword energy, and the chill eroded all the sword energy.In just one breath, those sword auras that were just about to move stayed in the air.

Fang He glanced at Jian Qi, stepped up, and walked towards the second floor.

There are obviously more people on the second floor, but compared to the wide tower body, it seems empty.

When Fang He stepped onto the second floor, those sword shadows frantically rushed towards Fang He as if they felt the call.Such a scene is very similar to the Memory Spirit Crystal in the Sword Art Association.

But unlike the memory spirit crystal, Fang He did not dare to be surrounded by these sword qi at close range.Every sword energy approached, and he could feel the sharp edge on his cheek.

He paused for a moment, then moved towards the corner of the second floor at an extremely fast speed.As soon as his figure moved, it was as if a signal had been activated, and the sword shadows all over the sky rushed towards Fang He.

Such a movement immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding people.

The people on the second floor looked in Fang He's direction, only to see a piece of clothing flipping up and down.Those sword shadows seemed to be attracted by something, and frantically rushed towards one place.

"Damn it, this man... how much he hates swords!"

It was the first time they had seen such a scene.Just a single sword shadow hit their body, and they would feel a sharp pain, let alone so many sword shadows, they probably didn't need to stay on the second floor, they could go out directly.

"The person standing here just now seems to be a new face, and he looks pretty good..."

"Unfortunately, it looks like it will disappear from the second floor soon."

Fang He, who was pitied by everyone, moved his figure at this moment, and at the same time took out the robe with the nine times of formation drawn on it from the storage ring and put it on his body.

As soon as the loose robe fell off, Fang He felt a long-lost peace of mind.He stopped, and those sword shadows also stopped, and then slowly poked Fang He's body with the tip of the sword, as if to attract Fang He's attention.

Fang He coughed lightly. He looked around and tentatively stretched out his hand when he saw no one was there.His fingertips didn't attract any resistance at all, and he touched it all at once.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, he pulled the sword shadow into the memory crystal without any hesitation.The moment the sword shadow entered, the memory spirit crystal emitted a faint light.

It was as if the memory spirit crystal had been activated.

Fang He squatted on the ground, looked at the memory crystal in his hand, and finally penetrated into his spiritual consciousness. The scene of entering was similar to what he saw in the perception room. Presumably, his method was correct.

How much is a memory spirit crystal?

Hundreds of thousands of high-grade spirit crystals!

Fang He raised his head, looked at the sword shadows surrounding him, and suddenly felt his back straightened a lot.

Not long after, the people staying on the second floor of the sword tower felt that there were fewer sword shadows densely surrounding them.They can even feel a lot less stress on themselves.

At this time, Fang He had almost finished collecting on the second floor, and put away the memory spirit crystal he had just made in his hand. His gaze moved up to the third floor of the sword tower.

On the third floor, there are very few people.Generally speaking, if there are no special circumstances, most of the images will find someone on the third and fourth floors for live "live broadcast".

Therefore, Fang He acted subconsciously and kept a low profile. He swam the sword energy, and the ultimate sword way blocked most of the surrounding sword shadows.There were only two or three top-level sword energy or sword power walking around him, which didn't look special at all.

Fang He nodded and continued to go deeper.After seeing the mage and swordsman partner who had just entered the tower, he smiled harmlessly at each other.

Coincidentally.

After the strong man and the thin formation master entered the formation, they did not stay on the first and second floors for a short time. They directly crossed these two floors and walked towards the third floor.

There is very little low-level sword energy on the third floor, very sword energy and three or four points of sword energy slowly circulate in the air.But if you accidentally touch them, those sword qi and sword power are like a sleeping lion waking up from a dream, with awe-inspiring power.

Therefore, you must be extremely careful when walking on the third floor.

Today, the big man and the thin formation mage were very lucky. They subdued a ten-point sword energy and three-point sword momentum as soon as they entered, and successfully gained the attention of the video.

As soon as the big man put the memory crystal into the storage belt, he looked up and saw a cube-like thing descending in front of him.His brain was still immersed in the battle just now and he didn't wake up, looking at the cube-sized thing in a daze.

A yin and yang face with black on top and white on the bottom was completely presented in front of everyone.Everyone who touched this image couldn't help but laugh.

The first person who saw this image couldn't help but burst out laughing.The laughter was so obvious that it directly attracted everyone's attention.

The big man in the image was still dumbfounded, but the thin formation mage next to him glanced at the square, patted his arm and said:

"What are you in a daze for? That's an image projection."

There was a hint of excitement in his voice.The strong man "ah" and began to panic.It was the first time he was projected, and his expression and behavior seemed a little flustered.

His face moved closer to the projection, and the two and a half faces with distinct color differences became more obvious, but he himself hadn't noticed it at all, and shouted in his mouth:

"Can you see it, can you see it!"

The people outside the tower roared with laughter.It was the first time for them to see such a situation, and it was not the first time that they were projected. Although they were very excited, they never behaved like the strong man. ,

The strong man was only excited for a while, and when he was about to seriously show his strength with the thin formation mage, he suddenly felt a familiar coldness lingering around him. He had a bad premonition in his heart, and his eyes turned Glancing to the side lightly, his expression became panicked for a moment.

Xiaofang seemed to have noticed something, turned slightly, and pointed the camera at Fang He.

Fang He didn't realize that he was being targeted at all.He wandered around the third floor of the sword tower, looking extraordinarily careless.

This confused the people watching outside the sword tower.

It was the first time they saw a person who did nothing being targeted by images.They watched for about a stick of incense, and seeing that nothing happened, they looked away.

They still prefer sword-to-sword combat.

Only Yu Juncheng, his gaze fell firmly on Fang He.Suddenly, he seemed to have seen something, raised his voice slightly, and said:

"what is this!"

Everyone was attracted by his voice, followed his gaze and saw a surprising scene——

In a dim corner, stood a young man.The young man raised his head slightly, his eyes fell on a point in the air with a smile.Around him, there were sword shadows all over the sky stabbing towards him.

"I'm afraid this person will be sent out!"

Everyone thought that the following scene would be very bloody, but they never expected that those sword shadows who were usually extremely arrogant were as well-behaved as babies at this moment.They saw Fang He wave his sleeves, and a sword shadow would be put into the memory crystal without any struggle.

What the hell!

Could this sword tower be broken?

However, when they shifted their gaze to other images, they saw that those people were extremely embarrassed, with scars on their faces and even their necks, as if they were about to die in the next moment.

Those swords, as if treating them as life and death enemies, greeted them fiercely, leaving no room for them.

Comparing the two, everyone couldn't help crying silently for that group of people.Compared with them, Fang He is like living in a fairyland.

After Fang He absorbed most of the surrounding sword energy, he stopped.Now it is almost possible for the Sword Art Association to give him more than 100 million high-grade spirit crystals.

He resisted the idea of ​​continuing to engrave memory crystals, and the ultimate sword energy lingered on the tip of the sword again, isolating the surrounding sword shadows.

Satisfied, he got up and left.When he came out of the sword tower gate, he saw a group of people standing outside the sword tower, and they were all staring at him dumbfounded, with a bit of envy in their expressions.

Fang He could even feel that their eyes wandered around him, and finally landed on the ring in his hand.

That gaze was like looking at the glowing God of Wealth.

Fang He: ...