The Art of the Great Sword

Fang Qingyang was angry.

He had captured a demon before, and was about to learn about their origins from the demon's mouth, when the Lord of the Undead swallowed the demon directly.

The Lord of the Undead even asked him to improve his cultivation to the Quasi-Emperor Realm as soon as possible to deal with the next crisis.

She also said that only after his cultivation reached the Quasi-Emperor Realm would he be qualified to know their origins.

Fang Qingyang felt very helpless about the words of the Lord of the Undead.

If it weren't for the gap between him and the Lord of the Undead, he might have forced the Lord of the Undead to take him away from him.

And now, he finally suppressed another demon, and this array demon seemed to be about to tell him about their origins, but the owner of the Soul-Suppressing Monument actually killed the array demon directly!

The array demon was shattered, and even the material that made up its body was collected into the Soul-Suppressing Monument by the owner of the Soul-Suppressing Monument.

Unless Fang Qingyang has the ability to reverse time and space, if he wants to know the origins of these guys, he has to find the next target.

However, judging from what has happened so far, as long as the Sword Saint of Mangshan and the Master of the Soul-Calming Monument are by his side, he will never be able to learn about their origins from others.

"Your current cultivation is still too low. If you are exposed to information about our enemies too early, it will have a negative impact on your path of cultivation."

The Master of the Soul-Calming Monument could feel the anger in Fang Qingyang.

He patiently explained, "We don't tell you our origins, and we don't tell you who your future enemies are, for your own good."

Fang Qingyang couldn't help it when he heard this.

He stared at the Master of the Soul-Calming Monument with mockery and said, "For my own good?"

"Do I know you well?"

There was a murderous intent in his voice.

If his strength hadn't allowed it, Fang Qingyang would have even wanted to attack the Master of the Soul-Calming Monument and the Sword Saint of Mangshan directly.

The Master of the Soul-Calming Monument didn't expect Fang Qingyang to say such a thing. He was honest by nature, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

On the contrary, when the Sword Saint of Mangshan heard what Fang Qingyang said, he said: "You are the heir of the Lord, and your main responsibility now is to grow up."

"We will all be your protectors in the future. To put it bluntly, we will all be your subordinates in the future."

"In order to avoid premature exposure, everything we do now is really for your consideration."

Fang Qingyang heard this and said angrily: "Bullshit!"

He didn't want to swear, but he really couldn't help it.

"Do I need you to consider me?"

"As for the so-called Lord in your mouth, it should be the great terror that is circulated in the other world, right?"

"You all said that I became his successor, how come I didn't know that I became his successor?"

Fang Qingyang's emotions became more and more agitated, and he simply said: "I have never been his successor, and I have nothing to do with you."

"If you insist on treating me as the successor of that great terror, I have nothing to say."

At this point, the murderous intent emerging from Fang Qingyang became stronger and stronger, and he continued: "But since I was passively involved in an incident that I had no idea about, I have the corresponding right to know."

"But you have stopped me again and again, do you really think I am your servant?"

After the voice fell, Fang Qingyang immediately raised the Dragon Emperor Sword in his hand and aimed it at the Sword Saint of Mangshan and the Master of the Soul-Suppressing Monument.

The Sword Saint of Mangshan and the Master of the Soul-Suppressing Monument saw the murderous intent emerging from Fang Qingyang, and they were both stunned.

They really had no ill will towards Fang Qingyang. In their opinion, the reason they stopped Fang Qingyang was really for his own good.

As the descendant of their Lord, Fang Qingyang must be protected by them.

If he were to come into contact with the enemy they were facing too early, they were afraid that Fang Qingyang's Dao heart would collapse!

"Are you sure you want to attack us?"

The Sword Saint of Mangshan looked at the murderous Fang Qingyang, and a hint of coldness appeared on his face. He said, "I don't think you can pose any threat to me!"

Fang Qingyang was too lazy to say more to the Sword Saint of Mangshan.

He swung the Dragon Emperor Sword in his hand, and the sharp sword energy burst out from the Dragon Emperor Sword, with the momentum of chopping everything, and instantly killed in front of the Sword Saint of Mangshan.

This sword was unstoppable. When the Sword Saint of Mangshan saw the blow from Fang Qingyang, his face turned cold, and he immediately raised the long sword in his hand to resist.

Hum...

Both of them are good at swordsmanship, and the Sword Saint of Mangshan is obviously better.

With one strike of his sword, he immediately intercepted Fang Qingyang's attack.

Then, he stared at Fang Qingyang with his eyes and said, "Your swordsmanship is still too immature. At least in front of me, you are not my opponent."

Fang Qingyang responded to the Sword Saint of Mangshan with a sword that opened the sky.

The Dragon Emperor Sword itself is a very sharp weapon, and at this time he has integrated his spirit into this sword.

This sword has a tendency to tear this space apart.

Similarly, this sword is also the strongest attack that Fang Qingyang can burst out.

The sword intent is unstoppable, and the power of the void, the power of space reincarnation, and the power of domineering reincarnation are also contained in it.

The Sword Saint of Mangshan felt the power of Fang Qingyang's sword, and his color changed slightly.

His current cultivation is in the quasi-emperor realm, but the sword that Fang Qingyang burst out now makes him smell a hint of threat.

The opponent was obviously only at the first stage of the Samsara Realm, but now, the power displayed by Fang Qingyang was completely beyond his imagination!

"You are not my opponent!"

While speaking, the Sword Saint of Mangshan also swung the long sword in his hand and slashed at Fang Qingyang's sword move.

In this sword, the Sword Saint of Mangshan used at least 80% of his strength.

As soon as the sword came out, countless wronged souls and resentful ghosts were entangled in the sword energy. They were the souls who had died under this sword. At this time, the Sword Saint of Mangshan used this sword, and those souls immediately rushed towards Fang Qingyang's sword to open the sky fiercely.

Ghosts and wolves howled in this space, and the power of Fang Qingyang's sword to open the sky was being quickly disintegrated.

However, in an instant, the sword to open the sky that he used with the unity of spirit, energy and spirit had been disintegrated by the Sword Saint of Mangshan!

At this time, Fang Qingyang wanted to use the sword to open the sky again, but it was obviously impossible.

He was exhausted.

On the contrary, the sword moves that the Sword Saint of Mangshan burst out, and the undead spirits in them, have already enveloped Fang Qingyang.

At this moment, Fang Qingyang felt as if he had fallen into hell, and these undead spirits could devour him at any time.

But he was not afraid.

He stared at the Sword Saint of Mangshan with his eyes, and said: "Don't you dare to kill me?"