The Art of the Great Sword

"Kill!"

Fang Qingyang was filled with fighting spirit, and the power that was radiating from him had reached its peak at this moment.

The Dragon Emperor Sword opened and closed, and every time it was slashed out, it contained the power to destroy the world.

He no longer cared about the protective barrier on his body. Since the middle-aged man did not suggest that he return to the dream world, he would directly fight against this gust of wind.

Since the middle-aged man said this, it proved that he should be able to stop this gust of wind!

The sword light was crisscrossing beside this valley, and the surrounding space was trembling.

Every time Fang Qingyang slashed out with his sword, it contained destructive power, changing the trajectory of those gusts of wind.

However, all this seemed to be in vain.

The protective barrier on his body was shattered at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a corrosive pain acting on him at this moment. This power was like a thorn in the bone, drilling into his body.

His current form is the form after performing the Dragon Transformation Technique. The real dragon body allows him to burst out power to an unimaginable degree.

However, judging from what is happening now, he can't intercept these strong winds at all.

The key problem is that he can't find the insect king in the strong wind.

"This scepter should also play a role!"

Fang Qingyang's mind moved, and he immediately took out a scepter from his small world, which was the scepter from the treasure land.

Before, he was attacked by an unknown force, which was the power emitted from the treasure hunting plate, which drove away the strange power.

Now the power of the treasure hunting plate seems to be exhausted, and Fang Qingyang simply took out the scepter from the small world.

He is not very clear about what power this scepter has.

The scepter has recognized him as the master, but he has never used the power of the scepter, so he doesn't know what power this scepter has.

Now, after he took out the scepter, he immediately infused the spiritual energy in his body into it.

In an instant, a storm of spiritual energy suddenly emerged from the scepter.

The moment this spiritual energy storm appeared, it went against the flow and enveloped Fang Qingyang's whole body.

The corrosive pain from his body began to ease immediately.

"What kind of power is this?"

Fang Qingyang felt the power emanating from the scepter and guessed in his heart.

Whether it was the treasure hunting plate before or the scepter he took out now, these two weapons seemed to have a restraining effect on the strong wind here.

On the other hand, he had even mobilized the power of the void, but when facing those tiny insects, it didn't work at all.

This made Fang Qingyang feel that whether it was the scepter he was using now or the treasure hunting plate, they might have a power that he had never touched before.

He held the Dragon Emperor Sword in his right hand and the scepter in his left hand. Now he mainly mobilized the scepter in his hand to deal with the strong wind in front of him.

At this moment, he directly waved the scepter in his hand and killed the strong winds in front of him.

A ray of emerald light burst out from the scepter, and immediately rushed into the gusts in front of it with a sweeping gesture.

The emerald light contained a power that Fang Qingyang had never seen before. When this power swept out in all directions, the gusts immediately retreated.

At this moment, Fang Qingyang immediately used the Eye of Delusion to observe the shape of the gust.

As he expected, the gust was completely composed of some tiny insects, but compared to the tiny insects he had seen before, the insects that made up the gust were obviously more powerful.

Where did these insects come from?

For Fang Qingyang, it was simply impossible to find the Insect King from these gusts!

Just when Fang Qingyang was having these doubts, a gentle voice suddenly came into his mind, "This is the power that killed His Majesty back then."

"Your Majesty was injured by this power, and eventually his life was taken away by this power."

This was a very nice female voice, but when Fang Qingyang heard this, he felt creepy!

There is someone around him!

Where is the other party hiding?

For a moment, he used his delusion-breaking eyes to the extreme, and immediately looked for the owner of this voice.

However, no matter how Fang Qingyang searched, it didn't work at this moment.

The owner of the voice seemed to have disappeared directly, making it impossible for him to find it!

Suddenly, Fang Qingyang seemed to remember something, and he moved his eyes to the scepter in his hand. Could it be that this voice came from the scepter in his hand?

Just when he thought of this, a beautiful figure appeared in front of Fang Qingyang on the scepter in his hand.

This is a beautiful woman with a very elegant temperament. She is wearing a white long dress, which is somewhat similar to the beautiful woman Fang Qingyang saw in the treasure place before.

Seeing this person appear, Fang Qingyang didn't know whether it was good or bad.

"Who are you?"

He looked at the beautiful woman in front of him. Compared with the strong winds in front of him, the appearance of this beautiful woman brought him more pressure.

Hearing Fang Qingyang's words, the beautiful woman said: "Just think of me as the spirit of this dead spirit staff."

The scepter in his hand is called the Necromancer Staff?

Is she a weapon spirit?

How is this possible!

Fang Qingyang said: "I probably know your origin."

"I was told before that bringing you out of the Land of Sleep might cause trouble for me. Do I know what trouble this is?"

When the beautiful woman heard this, she said: "With your current cultivation level, it won't bring you any trouble."

"As long as you don't go to a stronger world, I will be your help."

When Fang Qingyang heard this, he fell into silence.

For him, this Xuanhuang world is already a big world, which proves that the foundation of this Xuanhuang world is still very good.

The monks in the reincarnation realm have already stood at the pinnacle of the Xuanhuang World.

But for the woman in front of her, a place like the Xuanhuang World may only be regarded as a low-level plane!

So what kind of world is the stronger world she talks about?

When Fang Qingyang was silent, the beautiful woman said again: "Leave here. With your current cultivation level, you still can't stop the power here."

When Fang Qingyang heard this, he said: "I want to leave here. The key question is, how can I leave here?"